Fairy King's Handbook

After drinking until midnight, the three of them were almost drunk.Meng Zhen has always been drunk and exhausted, but as long as he doesn't sleep, his consciousness is still a little clear.

The two over there were already sleeping on the table, Meng Zhen stood up staggeringly, holding the door to go to the next door.In the room next door, except for the Soul-hunting Willow, the two had already been lying on the couch and sleeping soundly.

Zhenhunliu saw Meng Zhen and hurried over to support him.

Meng Zhen looked at the situation in the house, and then looked at the soul-hunting willows with clear eyes, it was obvious that the soul-hunting willows were looking after them, he was relieved and at the same time ordered: "You go to the next door and help Xuanyin and Shen Xun to the couch. I have no strength to be a teacher."

"Master, what about you?" Soul-Suppressing Willow asked.

Meng Zhen thought for a while, there were only two beds next door, and he couldn't fit in any more, so he said to Zhenhunliu, "I'll find another one for my teacher. You should take care of Xiao Li and Meng Ge."

Zhenhun Liu obediently went to the next door.Meng Zhen held the door and walked forward little by little. Not far away, the door of a room was ajar. Meng Zhen looked and found no one, so he walked in.

He was dizzy and weak.He is already very good, he never goes crazy when he is drunk, and his wine taste is also good.As long as you don't fall into a deep sleep, even your consciousness will remain awake.But he couldn't hold it anymore, he drank too much wine, and his throat started to hurt again. He couldn't care about that, so he entered the room and went straight to the bed.

Lying on the bed, the moment he gradually fell asleep, he seemed to hear a sigh.

Yan Chongming sat beside the couch, looked at the person who was already asleep, and remained silent for a long time.

Zhu Yan, the red bird dumpling who followed, couldn't bear it any longer. It carefully jumped onto Yan Chongming's shoulder and said, "Since your majesty wants to see Meng Meng, why did you wait for him to fall asleep before showing up?"

Yes, it felt that Your Majesty wanted to see Meng Meng very much. Ever since Meng Meng left Yanshan Mountain, Your Majesty had been staying in the closed stone room, holding the mirror, observing Meng Meng's movements.But he didn't go out, and now he finally came, but he didn't show up until he fell asleep.

It's been eleven days and he misses him a lot.

Why wait for him to fall asleep before showing up?

The three days of Yanshan are vivid in my mind.Meng Zhen went back to Yinmeng Lake, recovered his memory, could not remember anything, and would never call him brother Chongming again.He likes to get close to himself, but that kind of closeness is full of timidity and cautiousness, and even a trace of fear.He will call him Yanshan Jun with a respectful and admirable voice, and he may never call himself Brother Chongming again in this life.

"Your Majesty, here is Pingpoguo." Zhu Yan couldn't help pushing the basket beside the bed with her paws.

Only then did Yan Chongming move. He glanced at the Pingpo fruit in the basket, took one and put it in his mouth. He was about to feed it when he turned his head suddenly. Zhu Yanzheng opened his eyes wide, waiting for the next thing.

With a wave of Yan Chongming's hand, Zhu Yan shook twice and passed out, Yan Chongming threw it to the corner of the bed.

Only then did he cover the apple with apple in his mouth.Meng Zhen's lips and teeth were filled with the clear scent of wine, in addition to the scent of wine, there was also a faint smell of blood.

Yan Chongming was a little annoyed, and bit his lips.The sleeping Meng Zhen let out an ah, and Yan Chongming took advantage of the situation to stick his tongue in and stir it up.

Lips and teeth intertwined, full of longing, like this, after feeding a basket of apples, it will be dawn soon.

Yan Chongming was a little bit unsatisfied, and sat by the bed for a long time, quietly looking at the sleeping person, and waited until dawn before grabbing the bird dumpling and leaving.

Meng Zhen's mouth was swollen, but he was in good spirits, compared to the other hangovers.His throat is no longer sore, but his lips are a little numb.Shen Li and Meng Ge are still staring in a daze until now, the children drink too little, and they are also drunk if they drink too much fruit wine.

Xuanyin, who had just gotten up, was also in a bad mood, but when he saw Meng Zhen, he blurted out without thinking: "Did you kiss someone last night?"

"..."

"..."

After the eerie silence, Meng Ge and Shen Li were the first to react, staring at Meng Zhen's mouth with suspicious expressions, trying to find any clues.

Even Shen Xun, who was still lying on the couch, had an intriguing expression on his face.

The searching gazes of the people in the room made Meng Zhen feel that he had been greatly wronged, and he said repeatedly: "Who kissed all night? Didn't the three of us drink together last night?"

"But you were not in the room in the morning..." Xuanyin was still a little dizzy, and when he woke up in the morning, he and Shen Xun were here, and he added: "Could it be that you later..."

Although he didn't say the whole thing, Shen Li and Meng Ge's eyes lit up because of his insatiable tone, and they almost followed up to ask the bottom line.

Meng Zhen was at a loss for words, and it was Liu Zhenliu who said, "Master went to the empty room across the street last night, and I can't sleep here."

As expected of my apprentice, the soul-hunting willow is still reliable at critical moments.

At this point, everyone looked away from his mouth.Meng Zhen couldn't help but pursed his lips a little bit, he was still a little numb, he wondered, in the past, his throat hurt when he drank, but now his mouth hurts, it doesn't make sense at all.

Shen Xun has just recovered from his leg disease, so he has been lying on the couch all the time. He has just left Zhaoyao Mountain, and he is very comfortable traveling around the mountains and rivers.Xuanyin had just got rid of the errand of Emperor Lintai, so naturally she traveled with him.

Meng Zhen said goodbye to them and made an appointment for the next time.Then he took the children back to the underworld first.

The days in Guishenyuan were leisurely and carefree, although Shen Li experienced the pain of his life experience, his temper was much more stable.Now there is another junior brother Zhenhunliu, he is really busy every day.

He really regards the tall and handsome Willow of the Soul as his little follower, telling him all kinds of interesting stories, and likes to direct the Willow of the Soul in everything he does, and Liuliu follows him like a little follower, It simply made Shen Xin satisfied.

What satisfied Meng Zhen the most was that Shen Li finally shifted his target and stopped harming his hair.

Now, Zhenhun Liu is sitting obediently by the lake, Shen Li is lying behind him, his hands are busy, messing up Liu Liu's smooth and smooth black hair, and braiding it into messy braids .

Meng Zhen couldn't bear to look directly at him, he finally got rid of Shen Li's terrifying hair-tying technique.Seeing Liuliu's calm face, Meng Zhen lamented for him but also admired him at the same time.

Zhenhunliu is really not an ordinary person.

With nothing else to do, Meng Zhen took out the Yanyu snail to record this scene, and then began to look through the scenes that had been recorded in the Yanyu snail, most of which were interesting stories from Shen Li's childhood.Looking back, he and Yan Chongming went to a pawn shop to pawn clothes in Cangwu Sea.Yan Chongming was walking down the street with a big pink bag, Meng Zhen asked them if they seemed to be fleeing, but Yan Chongming said cold jokes like elopement with a cold face.

The Yan Tiger who said elopement with a cold face.It gets funnier the more you look at it.

After returning from Qiji country, he never saw Yan Chongming again.Yanshan Jun has always been indifferent, and if he has nothing else to do, he will always live in seclusion in Jingling Palace.

Alas, Jingling Palace, that is not a place where outsiders can go.

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