A smile appeared on Ran Ran's cheeks, "That means I can leave Wushan."Bai Erji spoke in a different tone, "Of course you can leave." He looked at Ranran's face which was becoming increasingly excited, and couldn't help but confirm.
"What I'm saying is that if Master Yi wanted to leave, he would have left long ago. Master Shen, are you sure you understand this?"
"Master Yi was not wronged in Wushan."
"I understand. I couldn't understand it more clearly!" Ran Ran answered with a smile on her face and quickly turned her head away to avoid letting Bai Er see her eager expression.
"But I have one more question." She glanced at the flames hanging high in the branches and her thoughts raced.
"Why fire?"
"Hmm?" Bai Er didn't understand what Ran Ran meant at first.
"If these flames are a manifestation of the Saint's love for Master Yi, why did Master Yi choose fire?"
Bai Er suddenly realized, "This... I don't know the specific reason, but I guess it's because Lady Saint thinks that Lord Yi looks good in red."
"Mr. Shen, don't you think that Lord Yi in red looks like a ball of fire?"
"That's true." Ranran couldn't help but recall Qin Siyi's exquisite appearance in her mind, and she suddenly said.
"I didn't see any mirrors or anything like that in the front mountain, maybe there are some in the back mountain?"
Bai Er couldn't keep up with Ran Ran's thoughts, "Mirror?"
Ran Ran smiled and said, "Or you can just tell me, who is better looking, me or Master Yi?"
Bai Er was stunned. He seemed to have never expected Ran Ran to ask such a question. It was really... too direct.
Ran Ran insisted: "Tell the truth."
She really wanted to know how good-looking Shen Yanwen was. Lord Yi was already very good-looking. If Shen Yanwen was even better-looking than Lord Yi...
No wonder the Saint is so special to her.
Because good-looking people do have an advantage.
"...Mr. Shen, you and Lord Yi have completely different looks, each with your own merits." Bai Er added urgently as he looked at Ran Ran's disappointed expression.
“This is really what I really think.”
Ran Ran looked back suspiciously, "What should I do? I don't think it's sincere enough."
Bai Er smiled helplessly, "Then I'll say that I personally think... Master Yi is more stunning?"
Ranran was silent. This comparison did not exist because she did not know to what extent she was not as good-looking as Lord Yi. This was too vague a range.
Bai Er looked at Ran Ran in silence and was a little panicked. "Mr. Shen, you are not angry with me, right?"
"No." Ranran waved her hands absentmindedly. She was just a little disappointed.
Bai Er, however, was more convinced that Ran Ran was hurt by his outspokenness.
"Master Yi is the stunning type, but Master Shen, you are the type that is more attractive. You both have your own unique qualities."
Bai Er said urgently: "And this is not for me to judge at all. The Saint Lady's opinion is the only important one."
"Obviously, Lady Saint prefers your appearance, Mr. Shen."
Ran Ran didn't respond. No matter how much Bai Er said, it would be better to just find her a mirror.
In fact, the saint's thoughts are not important. Ranran only cares about her own thoughts.
As long as she can see it with her own eyes, there is no need to worry about these issues anymore, she will make her own judgment.
Bai Er immediately promised to deliver the mirror to Ranran's bedroom as soon as possible.
The two walked along the path for a long time and finally arrived at the residence of the saint in the back mountain.
Not until she saw the scale of the Saint's residence with her own eyes did Ranran realize that she had been surprised too early.
Bai Er did not miss the opportunity to appreciate Ran Ran's shocked expression, and said proudly: "Although the residences of the candidates for the front mountain have been built to the scale of the Saint Lady's bedroom, they still cannot achieve such an amazing effect." "The Saint Lady's bedroom consumed all the efforts of the builder, so shortly after the palace in front of you, Mr. Shen, was completed, its builder passed away."
"Lady Saint will conduct the Mountainless Selection later. The sleeping halls in the front mountain were restored by the Demon Lord who asked his left and right emissaries to gather the apprentices of the builders."
Ran Ran was very shocked, "Restored? But this palace is bigger than the dozens of palaces in the front mountain combined."
Bai Er explained with a smile, "There is nothing we can do about it. Building a palace on a mountain is like carving into a mountain. We have to ensure that the mountain itself is not affected while also ensuring that the palace is beautiful. It is quite difficult to expand the palace as much as possible on this basis."
"The difference between the Qianshan Sleeping Hall and the Saint Lady's Palace is probably the difference between a master and a disciple."
Ran Ran could not give any further comment except "age makes the most sense".
She thought it was a little unbelievable that the palace builder passed away after putting so much effort into it.
Everyone has the instinct to survive. No matter how much you love a career, you cannot give up your life for it.
Ranran thought that she would never be able to comprehend that state of mind.
While the two were admiring the luxury of the palace, they were completely unaware that the situation inside the palace was a little bad.
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Back to a while ago, Qin Siyi was accompanying the Saint, watching her deal with various matters reported by the Demon Realm.
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He was grinding ink while the saint girl was writing, and there was a feeling of harmonious harmony between them and the beauty of a red sleeve.
However, faint whispers could be heard from the lamp on the table. The flame was blazing, and the sound of people talking could be heard in the flickering sound, instantly destroying the atmosphere.
The saint didn't even raise her head and continued to write comments.
Qin Siyi leaned over to listen carefully, but his expression changed instantly when he heard those words clearly.
He almost gritted his teeth as he held the candle tightly. When he looked at the saint, the expression on his face immediately turned into a pitiful one.
"Your Highness, did you hear what Bai Er said about me in private?"
Of course the saint heard it. With her level of cultivation, if she wanted to hear it, she could capture any sound within a ten-mile radius.
Bai Er's voice could be heard faintly from the candlelight.
"And this dress was given to you by the Saint Lady, Master Shen. You didn't ask for it. The Flame Pet is indeed gorgeous, but it was obtained by Master Yi who used tricks to pester the Saint Lady every day."
“That’s a huge difference.”
After listening to this, the Saint stopped writing and turned her head to look at Qin Siyi, "Don't listen."
Qin Siyi rubbed his sleeves in grievance, "Why don't you listen, Your Highness, do you want to favor Bai Er?"
"You will be unhappy if you continue listening." The saint paused and looked at Qin Siyi with a more focused gaze.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're already unhappy now."
The words Qin Siyi was about to say were stuck in his throat, and he felt bitter and sour for a while.
"Your Highness, you only say things that I like to hear."
A hint of sweetness appeared on his face, as if he had convinced himself so simply.
He said angrily, "But this matter cannot be easily brushed aside. Bai Er will have to pay the price."
Pure doubt appeared in the saint's eyes, "Price?"
She changed the subject and asked Qin Siyi, "Which flames does this lamp control?"
Qin Siyi was startled, but he didn't hide it and said openly, "It's on the small road leading from the back mountain to the front mountain."
"The movement of the flames is controlled by this lamp."
The Saint said calmly: "That's it."
"Bai Er definitely didn't say anything bad about you in private, because he always knew that Yanhua was your eyes and ears."
"He said those words deliberately for you to hear." (End of this chapter)
