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Lian Zhu Xian had to admit that Master Yuncang's private bathhouse was really not an ordinary one.

At this moment, he was leaning in the spacious bathtub, completely relaxing his mind and body.

The water temperature is just right and slightly hot, and what's even better is that it is still flowing, not only wrapping his body from the neck down, but also gently massaging and patting, not only cleaning the remaining blood on the surface of the body, but also relaxing the muscles with muscles and bones.

He could even smell the scent of wood—he didn't know whether it was the medicinal materials added to the water, or the wonderful reaction of the tub itself when it met hot water.

With a long and comfortable sigh, Lian Zhu Xian couldn't help feeling a little jealous of the actual owner of this special bathroom.

Having said that, Feng Zhangjun looks so meticulous, and his body and hair always look fresh and clean, so he should also use this place often.If you think about it further, he should also use this bathtub often...

Lian Zhu Xian's heart suddenly jumped a little more, and the scene of Feng Zhangjun soaking in the bathtub suddenly appeared in his mind.

What kind of body is hidden under the complicated and conservative moon white robe?

Lian Zhuxian suddenly remembered the tactile sensations that he had confirmed with his own hands in Xiangpei not long ago.But after all, there are many layers of fabric, so it is too unreal.

If only there was a chance to get rid of those nasty clothes...

Lian Zhuxian suddenly opened his eyes.

Oops, body and mind seem a little overheated.

In order to avoid accidentally passing out in the hot water, he reluctantly took back those ulterior motives.At the beginning, I chatted with the two children one after another.

"Where are you from?"

"Respond to the master's words," the boy said in unison, and replied respectfully: "We came from Cuiwei Mountain."

"Cuiwei Mountain?" Lian Zhu Xian thought for a while, but was still at a loss, "Where is it?"

"It's right there." The little boy pointed to the green and white jade mountain on the crescent table in the north.

It turns out that this is Cuiwei Mountain, and the tub also came from the mountain?Are there any other mysteries on the mountain?

Lian Zhu Xian was a little moved, and he was about to faint anyway, so he casually pulled a cloth towel from the towel rack to wrap around his lower body, stepped out of the tub and walked over to check.

When he took a closer look, Lian Zhu Xian had to admit that it was really a masterpiece of ingenuity: on the jade hill less than one cubit high, there were beautiful flowers, Yao grass, pavilions and pavilions all over the place.The soup pool at the foot of the mountain is dense, and the ground is full of fallen flowers; the animals and birds in the forest are lifelike.

On the path between the mountains, there are porters carrying heavy loads, business travelers coming and going, ascetic monks...all of which are carved in every detail.When they reached the top of the mountain, there was another scene of singing, dancing and banqueting—it was a bit like the real king's ceremony on Yuncang Peak.

Lian Zhuxian observed all these carefully, then turned to the back of the mountain, and found that there was actually a scene of a person flying up by a dragon engraved here.

After reading the front and back, Lian Zhuxian felt something strange in the right hand holding Shanzi.He picked up the mountain and found a few lines of runes engraved on the base, the first few words were the incantation that Feng Zhangjun chanted just now.

He turned his head and asked the boy, "How did Mr. Fengzhang summon you?"

The two boys looked at each other in blank dismay, before replying later: "To answer the master's question, just read the rune engraved on the base, and at the same time think about the object to be summoned in your mind."

This is not difficult at all-speaking of it, the Five Immortals actually have a similar technique, but they use the poisonous powder scattered in the air to instill a frightening illusion into the opponent's mind.

Lian Zhu Xian happens to be a master of this kind of poisonous illusion, and at this moment, he is also inexplicably eager to try it.

In fact, he had long noticed that there were a few pieces of clothing beside the soup pool at the foot of the mountain.It happened that my middle coat was stained with blood and I couldn't wear it anymore, so I might as well grab one and change it, so as not to ask Feng Zhangjun for it.

After making such a decision, he put Cuiwei Mountain back on the crescent table, and turned the side carved with clothes to face him.While silently imagining the shape of the clothes, he read the inscription on the base.

The sound of the incantation sounded, but the clothes were still missing, Lian Zhuxian heard a series of sinister laughter unexpectedly.

He followed the sound and turned around, and found two children in Tsing Yi were leaning shoulder to shoulder, winking, not showing any respect and obedience at all!

Lian Zhu Xian's heart skipped a beat, but it was already too late - the candles in the room went out with a "shua", and a cold wind suddenly blew up in the room.I saw the green light emitting from the Cuiwei mountain, first a burst of flower petals and willow leaves were blown out of the green light, then two magpies flew out, and then more things spewed out all at once!

The not-so-small room was suddenly blocked—all kinds of animals and birds were flying around and running around.

Porters, merchants, monks, and banquet guests also gathered together, making different noises high and low, cheering for the freedom to be regained.

But soon all of this was overwhelmed by another even louder sound of thunder—the dragon on the back of Cuiwei Mountain also threw off the fairy on its back and flew out!

When the little monsters in the room saw the giant dragon, they were frightened and scattered like birds and beasts.The two boys in Tsing Yi who fled to the front pushed the door hard, only to see a golden light flash, and the two little bastards were immediately bounced off and flew out, hitting the dragon's back.

There is an enchantment on the door panel, it seems that Feng Zhangjun has been prepared for a long time.

The doors and windows of the room on this side were all sealed, and the huge body of the giant dragon on the other side had filled the entire room.

As a result, people, birds, beasts, and monsters, including Lian Zhuxian, were all squeezed into the corners. How happy and arrogant they were just now, how painful they are now.

"Feng—Zhang—Jun—ah——!!!"

Lian Zhuxian, who was forced to shrink in the corner, couldn't bear it and called for help.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open immediately.

The surroundings were dark and noisy, Lian Zhu Xian didn't understand what happened, anyway, when the candle was lit again, all those messy things disappeared completely, not even a single hair remained.

Breaking free from the fear of being crushed and suffocated, Lian Zhu Xian squatted in the corner, gasping for breath, his shock turned into a complaint: "Why didn't you tell me those two kids were cheating?! "

Feng Zhangjun stood at the door with his hands behind his back, looking down condescendingly: "The monster of the mountains and rivers, the spirit of wood and stone, is cunning by nature, so it's unbelievable. I think this is the consensus of monks all over the world."

Of course Lian Zhuxian knew this too, and the reason why he let down his vigilance was that he trusted Feng Zhangjun too much—this unexplainable reason made him more and more annoyed, as soon as Bai Fang gritted his teeth, he got up and was about to leave.

But he forgot that his "dress" at the moment was really not "elegant", almost the moment he got up, the only cloth scarf that barely covered his body fell to the ground with a "slap".

Hiss, a little cold? !

Noticing that Feng Zhangjun's gaze was slightly lowered, Lian Zhuxian's head suddenly buzzed.

He no longer had the calmness of stripping his clothes in front of everyone yesterday, and immediately squatted back quickly, wrapping his hands around his knees, hiding half of his face behind his white thighs.Under the messy black curly hair, only a pair of green eyes were exposed, and the eyelashes trembled slightly, like a frightened small animal.

"..."

"..."

Feng Zhangjun and him looked at each other for a while, and at the same time turned their heads to look at the ground next to them - after being ravaged by the chaos of demons just now, Lian Zhuxian's only remaining outer robe and lower garment were already in tatters.

Stealing chickens is not enough to lose rice—— Lian Zhu Xian vaguely understood the meaning of this Central Plains saying.

He was in embarrassment when footsteps suddenly came in front of him. It was Feng Zhangjun who reached out and took off his robe, and walked over to cover his back.

The moon-white robe has a faint white fragrance, which is a bit heavy, and of course the most important thing is Feng Zhangjun's body temperature.

The body temperature rushed from his shoulders to the tips of Lian Zhu Xian's ears.

At such a time, even a single eye contact could lead to catastrophe.Lian Zhu Xian only lowered his head and gritted his teeth, forcefully suppressing the unexposed emotion in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, but he heard Feng Zhangjun's helpless voice from above his head: "Squat down again, and you can go directly to Xixianyuan."

"..." It's not all your fault!

Although he really wanted to reply like this, Lian Zhu Xian still forbearance kept his mouth shut.He reached out and grabbed the outer robe on his shoulders, wrapped it around his body, then hurried out the door, crossed the main hall and rushed into the inner room.

Fortunately, Feng Zhangjun did not follow.

After confirming that there were no other noises outside the door, Lian Zhu Xian managed to calm down.He looked around, and there was a dry cloth towel on the table.

Most of the water droplets on his body had been absorbed by Feng Zhangjun's robe, so he took it to wipe his hair, and while wiping, he was chaotically recalling all kinds of things that happened in the past two days.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for fatigue and sleepiness to come understandingly, and they hand in hand dragged him into a dark dream without any troubles.

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The next day, Lian Zhu Xian woke up a little later than yesterday, when he opened his eyes, he had already missed the sound of Feng Zhangjun dancing his sword in the yard outside.

The morning light passed through the translucent window paper, softly illuminating the room, and also illuminated Lian Zhuxian's white body at this moment - he himself didn't want this, but when he escaped into the inner room last night, nothing but A piece of Feng Zhangjun's outer robe is naked, so you can't lie wrapped in the outer robe and lie under the quilt.

But compared to the current situation, everything last night is not a problem - the real problem now is, what to wear when going out today?Should he continue to wrap Feng Zhangjun's robe, or go to pick up the pile of rags that were "processed" by the spirits of Cuiwei Mountain?

Fortunately, he didn't have to choose between these two, because Feng Zhangjun had already prepared a new answer for him.

A lacquer tray appeared on the crescent table next to the bed at some point, and a complete set of clothing from the middle coat to the outer robe was neatly placed on the tray, including hair crowns, shoes and socks.They are all standard Central Plains costumes, with exquisite materials, luxurious colors and decorations, even Lian Zhu Xian can tell at a glance that they are extraordinary.

Where did this dress come from?

Lian Zhuxian was beating his heart, but to be honest, this suit has far exceeded his psychological expectations—in his worst plan, he might even be forced to change into Yuncang's magic robe, after all, that is the The easiest clothing to find on Yuncang Peak.

From this point of view, Feng Zhangjun has considered his own emotions calmly.

Lian Zhu Xian was feeling warm in his heart when he heard a creak and the door was pushed open.The person who came was Feng Zhangjun, who walked around the floor-to-ceiling screen and walked into the inner room.

He looked at Lian Zhuxian who was still curled up on the bed, and frowned as if urging him: "Why don't you change your clothes yet?"

Lian Zhuxian asked him back, "Where did you get these clothes?"

Feng Zhangjun said: "It's mine. It's an old thing from more than a hundred years ago. It has only been worn once or twice, and since then it has been stored in the Changchun wardrobe. It is almost brand new."

How could Yun Cang still have the opportunity to wear worldly clothes, especially such gorgeous clothes?

Lian Zhuxian was about to ask just now, but he suddenly realized that more than a hundred years ago, he should be referring to the time when Feng Zhangjun was in his teens and twenties. The much-loved little prince under Emperor Yan's knees, King Ning Li Chonghua.

So this set of clothes is the clothes of the prince of the Central Plains.

Thinking that he was about to change into Feng Zhangjun's personal clothes, Lian Zhuxian's little thoughts inevitably became a little restless.He quickly changed the subject and suppressed it: "So, you did return to the court for a while back then?"

"It's only a few years." Jun Fengzhang rarely avoided it, "After the emperor's death, that palace and everything in it will no longer have anything to do with me."

Seeing that he seemed willing to communicate, Lian Zhu Xian couldn't help but took advantage of the situation to ask: "...So, what happened after you returned to Liuquan with the senior brother in charge?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Zhangjun didn't answer again, and just threw the clothes on the lacquer plate on the bed.

"Change, wash and go."

After saying this, he turned around and walked out the door.

The author has something to say: Lian Zhu Xian: I seem to have taken a fake bath...

Feng Zhangjun: But I enjoy real benefits.