The queen of death took me to cultivate immortality

Chu Junxi rubbed his brows helplessly, the wandering soul in his hand had disappeared on the road.

He looked at the wandering soul with the appearance of blue Confucianism a little bit transparent, blurred, and dissipated in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but think: what kind of thing is Prime Minister Zuo in the Blue Mansion now?

In Xihe Palace, Chu Zichen was also there, and Chu Junqi couldn't ask Fang Yu for the time being, but he was quite calm and thought about asking after the prince left.

It's just a scene of laughter and laughter in front of me, which seems to be a scene of father's kindness and son's filial piety. What's the situation?

He probably misheard...Chu Zichen called Ouyang Fangyu's mother queen?

"Chen'er, I heard that you caught the wind and cold, are you feeling better?"

The perennial prestige was still there, Chu Zichen quickly knelt down on the ground, clutching his forehead, humming and saying: "Dizzy, Father, I'm so dizzy..."

Chu Junqi took a few steps forward, hugged Chu Zichen in his arms, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and whispered in the child's ear, "It's not hot at all, and it's not sick at all. You're the only one who can act like a kid, yes." Isn't it?" After finishing speaking, he thumped Chu Zichen on the head.

Ouyang Fangyu liked Chu Zichen very much at first, but when he saw Chu Junxi entering the door, he hugged him with such intimacy, but he felt uncomfortable.

He knew that he was a father and son, so it was right, but he couldn't help but feel oppressed in his heart, as if he was about to suffocate.

"Chen'er, tell your father what I taught you just now."

Chu Zichen blinked at him, realizing once again how detached this person is in front of the emperor.

Perhaps Chu Junqi would not indulge him as much as before, and would be angry and disgusted once such outrageous things were said?That's none of his business, he just repeated what Ouyang Fangyu taught him.

What's more, wouldn't it be more outrageous to hear my father crying and begging for mercy to this person last night?He did hear it again.

"Father, my son was unwell last night and dreamed over and over again. He dreamed that a god said that the Tang Dynasty needed a man named Ouyang Fangyu to be the queen. You will suffer too!"

Chu Junxi rolled his eyes, rolled his eyes at him, and said with a laugh, "You're making it up! You're too fake, go back and play!"

Chu Zichen looked at Ouyang Fangyu for help, and found that Fang Yu's face was no longer as gentle as when he first came. He looked at his eyes with a hint of coldness, and was startled. He drooped his little head and wondered what he was thinking.

Chu Junxi put him on the ground, patted him on the back twice, and said with a smile: "I think you are young, this time I don't care about your sin of pretending to be sick and talking nonsense, first tell me, how did you get along with me last time?" Did your uncle start a conflict?"

Chu Zichen didn't dare to look at Fang Yu, raised his head slightly, thought he was secretly observing Chu Junqi's face, and said timidly: "My minister likes brother Fang Yu, and the emperor's uncle saw my minister teaching him calligraphy and said he was not worthy. I wanted to take him away, but my son and minister refused. Later, a dispute arose, and the emperor said he wanted to kill brother Fang Yu...Brother Fang Yu, are you in pain? I hurt you this time The medicine is here..." As he spoke, he lowered his head and stuffed a small bottle into Ouyang Fangyu's hand.

Ouyang Fangyu stuffed the bottle back to him and snorted coldly: "No need!"

Chu Junqi also put on a straight face, and gave him a cold look, and the child left with the small bottle in his arms.

Seeing him walk away, Chu Junqi closed the door and ordered not to disturb if there was nothing important to do. Seeing that there was no one else, he immediately stretched himself, ran to the edge of the bed, and lay down half his body on his back.

"So tired, so sleepy, Fang Yu hugged me."

"..." The role adaptation is quite fast!Lord Reaper's heart was pounding, thinking that just now Chu Junqi and Chu Zichen were so close...Although he got rid of Chu Zichen without saying a few words, he was still not very happy. Cool.

How dare you get so close to someone else!He should be spanked, lesson learned!Just seeing how he looked like last night, I don't know how long he will be angry after the fight...

"Hey, you won't hug me, I'll go find someone else to hug me!" After speaking, she made a gesture to leave.

Looking for someone to hug?Fang Yu's heart turned jealous, he took off his boots twice, pressed the man into the bed with one hand, and held something that was still in the weak stage with a little strength with the other hand, threatening: "You Do you dare to say it again?"

Chu Junqi's expression changed, and he suddenly felt unable to communicate.

"Oh, I won't say anything."

Originally, I wanted to hear him say this... But Fang Yu saw that Chu Junxi's words were no longer gentle and smiling, and his heart felt like being punched softly. His mood continued to sink, getting heavier and heavier, and he was very suffocated uncomfortable.

Originally grabbing his place, I thought I would get closer to him, but who would have thought... Fang Yu really wanted to just pinch him hard, but he was afraid that he would offend this person, and he would never give himself a good face again. , I froze there for a while, not knowing what to do.

"I went to court today and saw Lan Rufeng's soul. Is he dead? What is occupying his body now?"

Fang Yu spread out his consciousness and observed the whole Landing City. Knowing that he was wrong, he gradually loosened his strength, lay down on Chu Junxi's body, rubbed his neck and said, "I'm sorry...I I didn't find Lan Rufeng, he is probably dead, and the person occupying his body now is a little demon... I didn't think carefully, although the people in the ghost world didn't take him away, but someone took him His body, if he can’t return to his original body, he’s really dead. How about I kill that little demon and avenge him?”

Seeing him like this, Chu Junxi calmed down a little, and said casually: "As long as he doesn't cause trouble, let's keep it. Don't always resort to violence to solve problems."

The second half of the sentence obviously means something.

Ouyang Fangyu kissed him on the cheek, suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I'll listen to you, don't be angry with me."

Chu Junqi saw that he was not very happy, and he had the daily appearance of a little daughter-in-law who was trying to make ends meet. Thinking of the extraordinary nobleness and glamor of Mr. Reaper when they first met, he couldn't help laughing.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No. Don't listen to me, I'll listen to you! Be good."

"You were so scary just now... I thought you were upset, didn't like me joking with you, and wouldn't laugh at me anymore, it's uncomfortable here."

As Fang Yu said, he took Chu Junqi's hand and placed it on his heart.

"Actually... I'm really a little upset. Why are you abetting Chen'er so much? That's my son."

Lord Reaper's anger gradually increased: "Whose son are you with? Do you want me to be attached to some woman and give birth to you too!"

"Hey...you don't know how I came here these years. I don't have any feelings for women at all, every night..." Chu Junxi said, and took out a small bottle.

"Often get hurt?" Fang Yu didn't quite understand the complicated details between human beings, and thought it was another wound medicine.

Chu Junxi didn't make a sound, and silently poured out a small red pill from the bottle, and put it on Fang Yu's lips very naturally.

Fang Yu subconsciously opened his mouth and ate it. After eating, he said: "My injury has healed a long time ago. You still give me medicine. Are you too nervous about me? Or do you know that you are wrong and deliberately please me? Don't say anything." No! If it seems too self-indulgent, I will get angry, and then the consequences will be serious."

It was rare to hear him say so much in one breath, Chu Junqi suppressed the feeling of wanting to laugh, and stared at Ouyang Fangyu carefully, seeing his face quickly flushed and blushing, he still didn't know what happened.

"I've always been nervous about you."

Fang Yu's frowning brows stretched for a moment, then they frowned tightly again, curled up his mouth in ignorance and aggrieved, and choked out a sentence: "I'm hot...husband, so hot... ..”

...... Good daughter-in-law, enough frankness.

"What did you call me?"

"Husband, ah, touch me... Hey, are you not happy? I taught your son to say that, but you won't let me..."

"You don't need to worry about this matter, just wait for me to marry you... Be good, scream more."

"Husband, husband...slow down, lighten up..."

The sound of gunfire in the Xihe Palace lasted for a long time, and the palace guards outside the house played the role of scarecrow honestly.

As a result, Ouyang Fang's eyes were full of spring, he gasped and collapsed on the bed, and Chu Junxi was so suppressed that he was about to lose his mind.

"What's the matter with you? It's quite comfortable, why don't you look so pretty?"

"You don't even let me..."

"Husband, the little red balls you fed me! Be responsible to me!"

"But what you did just now, is more spring than spring, medicine is more spring, medicine..."

"Then I'll touch you too..."

Chu Junqi suddenly pushed him away, and said helplessly, "I still have business to attend to."

Ouyang Fangyu was wet all over, with sweat stains and some kind of unknown liquid. He sandwiched one of Chu Junxi's legs between his legs and said dawdly, "Business, it's important?"

Chu Junxi seemed to be a different person suddenly, no longer obsessed, unmoved, and responded lightly: "It is very important to me."

Fang Yu hugged him tightly.

"Why do you have to tire yourself? Look at your subjects in the world, who among them really cares about you? And your thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, changing from generation to generation, you have paid so much for building and defending her, will she belong to you forever? What, why are these worth your money...give me a reason, otherwise, I won't let you go!"

Chu Junqi embraced the warm body in his arms, with a smile in his eyes.

"I am a human being, and my life is only a hundred years in a hurry. I only want to live for the rest of my life. If I don't meet the people and live in poverty, the mountains and rivers change hands. I will do my best to be worthy of my clothes and glory. I have no shame in my heart and no fear of death."

It's what he said, yes.

There are always many people in this world who are virtually enslaved by other people's ideas.Excellent people, in order to maintain their excellent image in the eyes of others, continue to work hard, and gradually lose their original intentions, thinking that what they insist on is still themselves, but in fact, they have continued to work hard for many meaningless external glory Already... Chu Junqi has thought many times, is he also a person who is enslaved by the world's ideas?Later, I thought that as long as one is a human being, as long as one lives in the crowd, anyone, more or less, will inevitably be like this.

But... Chu Junxi looked at Ouyang Fangyu's beautiful face, and through this flowery face, he looked at the soul of death hidden inside.

If given the chance, be a master?

A real master is not a master who is superior to ordinary people in power, status or morality in the world.Rather, he is immortal, a person who can literally turn clouds and rain with a wave of his hand.