The queen of death took me to cultivate immortality

The closer you get to the palace, the less pedestrians there are. Hearing the gradually deserted voices around, Chu Junqi looked at Fang Yu, feeling inexplicably delusional.

It was as if what they were riding together was not a carriage, but some other extraordinary thing, brought by Fang Yu, who wanted to take him away from the world of mortals, and he would gradually let go of everything he cherished now, and he was destined to leave the person beside him , spend the rest of your life together...

Also too impractical.

Chu Junxi laughed at himself silently, and soon returned to reality, and asked about Lan Rufeng: "Then... when can we start?"

"When?"

"I'm worried that after a long time, Prime Minister Zuo's body was buried by his family, and rumors that someone can come back from the dead will easily cause confusion." Chu Junqi pursed his lips lightly, quite euphemistically. Said: "Can you go and bring Zuo Xiang back to life now?"

Fang Yu frowned lightly, and then there was a little wrinkle between his brows, which was very pitiful.He seemed puzzled: "Do you still need to make a special trip?"

"If you don't have to go, can you bring him back to life?"

"He's awake."

Chu Junqi thought it would be a difficult task, and he was quite apprehensive, and strangely had a little bit of anticipation, thinking that he would see some kind of mysterious spell again, but he never thought that it was over so simple, and he was stunned for a while.

"Fang Yu, are you serious?"

"I don't want him to die. Naturally, I'm not as ignorant as a ghost messenger, so I didn't obediently send his soul back!"

The posture in the words was indifferent, and the tone was clearly arrogant. Chu Junqi usually didn't think much of such sharp-edged people in private.But for Fang Yu, who is possessed by the god of death... Seeing him take it for granted, proud and indifferent when he said it, Chu Junxi felt his heart throbbing in an instant.

Facing Fang Yu, it's not the first time that his heart has been moved like this. He just feels a light and fluttering feather on the tip of his heart. It's not heavy, but it's very seductive, and it's on the soft place where people are most likely to itch.

She wanted to kiss him, making his fair face flushed with blush, and her cold and proud eyes showed confusion and weakness.

Chu Junqi thought quietly, he used to think that he only liked handsome men, but he really didn't have such thoughts on anyone. Now that he secretly fell in love, he realized that he probably didn't understand feelings before, so he thought he could restrain himself for the rest of his life. How can I control myself in the future?

He was distracted all the way, the driver did not dare to stop without the order, the carriage actually drove directly into the palace!He didn't take the initiative to speak, Fang Yu naturally wouldn't remind him too much.

At an intersection, where should we drive?The head of the imperial guards pretending to be a coachman carefully opened the curtain of the car and asked quietly: "Your Majesty, where do you want to go?"

Hearing this, Chu Junxi stared at Fang Yu and subconsciously turned to the window of the car, and found that it was a familiar building in the palace.But he didn't panic, in order to maintain his majesty, he had no choice but to make a mistake to the end, as if it was intentional.

"I'm tired today, go back to Xihe Palace and rest!"

The voice was extremely peaceful, and it sounded majestic to others, but Fang Yu felt that it was seven points sharp, three points lazy, in a trance, it seemed to be the natural nobleness of the emperor's family, but not necessarily so.

Chu Junxi looked back at Fang Yu again, his expression was full of ambiguity... It seemed that he had made his mind clear and wanted to get him, but he also seemed to be worried and worried.

It stands to reason that Ouyang Fangyu at this moment, the God of Death, should be the god among thousands of worlds who can't understand the complex emotions of human beings... However, staying by Chu Junqi's side, I don't know Unknowingly, the lake of his heart, which has never been disturbed, is often stirred up slightly.

Although he didn't know whether Fang Yu's hip was still injured or not, in order to deceive others, Chu Junxi carried him out of the carriage, and carried him back to his dragon couch without causing trouble.

With a wave of his hand, the serving palace people lined up in a row, bowed their bodies and retreated.

Eunuch Xi stayed behind, trying to figure out what Chu Junqi was thinking, with a worried expression on his face.

Chu Junqi didn't look at him, but asked him as if he had an extra eye on the back of his head: "What's the matter?"

Eunuch Xi had no choice but to say something more: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is waiting for you at the Sun Moon Palace."

Chu Junqi was still half holding Fang Yu in his arms, the man was already lying firmly on the couch, but he couldn't bear to let go and moved his eyes.

There was a battle between heaven and man in his heart, and finally he thought that 'what should be done' prevailed.

Chu Junxi still looked at Fang Yu, and said to Eunuch Xi, "I see."

After speaking, just as he got up to leave, Fang Yu grabbed the corner of his sleeve.

Without any verbal restraint, the action of pulling his sleeve only lasted for a moment, then he withdrew his hand without a trace, his expression was naturally calm... If it wasn't for his eyes sticking too tightly to Fang Yu, seeing that moment with his own eyes Chu Junqi almost mistakenly thought that the feeling of being pulled from the corner of his sleeve just now was just an illusion created by him wanting to stay too much.

"Go and tell the prince, come to Xihe Hall if you have anything to do!" But he couldn't see it, and when he spoke, he had a helpless and... doting look on his face.

I saw Fang Yu slightly hooked his lips and smiled.

There was no one in the sleeping hall, so Chu Junqi couldn't help asking him: "What are you laughing at? Does your back hurt anymore?"

Fang Yu didn't stop smiling on purpose, but he suddenly couldn't remember his smile just now, and returned to his indifferent face.

"It hurt too much before... I used my strength to heal the injury."

"Really good?"

"Mortal wounds." Fang Yu's expression was indifferent, but a trace of disdain was faintly visible in his eyes, implying that this kind of injury is nothing serious.

The more Chu Junqi looked at him, the more he wanted to tease him, so he couldn't help but pull his pants, and said while pulling: "Skin injuries can be classified into serious and serious ones. You were injured too badly before, so I don't worry. Show me again!"

Fang Yu, the god of death, is very calm, so I'll take it off for you to see!Turning over and laying on the bed, he stretched out his hand to take it off, the movement was fast and steady.

She's so elegant even taking off her pants...elegant as seductive.

Chu Junqi thought it would be fun to pick off his pants, and the evocative scenery would not disappoint.But watching Fang Yu take off by himself, it feels a little awkward.

It seemed that he was about to take advantage of others, but the person who was taken advantage of suddenly said: What is this?Do you think it's cheap for such a small thing?Does sesame mung bean look good to you when you pick it up as watermelon?

Not to mention Chu Junqi's suffocating and awkwardness, Fang Yu twisted his pants after taking off his pants, which meant that I was fine.But after twisting for a moment, the pants were pulled up.

After fastening his belt, Fang Yu still had a cold face.People can't help but automatically add a sentence for him: I take off my pants so serious, why are you twitching?

"I'm all right."

Chu Junqi nodded, his Adam's apple slowly rolled a few times, and replied, "I saw it."

Fang Yu was lying on his stomach before, but now he turned to his side and found a convenient position to look at Chu Junqi.

I didn't see him doing anything else, but Chu Junxi's body was full of black air. Naturally, this time he didn't condense the appearance of a god of death, but condensed two pouches as wide as an adult's palm. Chu Junqi's trousers fell into rags all over the ground with a few wavings of the long belt.

"..."

Is that good?You tore my pants without saying a word, and you didn't give me a reason without asking?

All right!If you don't tell me, I still have to ask.

"Why do you do that? Huh?"

"Didn't you take it for me? Stick up."

"...I didn't catch what you said."

"Pout your butt, I want to show you the injury."

"I'm not hurt!"

However, the protest was useless. The two long black belts, which were so strong and flexible, tossed and tossed a few more times, and then dragged Chu Junqi up into the air, and put his body into a "V" shape, with a high pout. The buttocks were facing Ouyang Fangyu's clear eyes.

"Don't be like this... I'll really get angry." Chu Junqi has never felt such embarrassment in his two lifetimes, and for a moment, his goodwill for Lord Death was wiped out.

But it was so easy, so easy, to fall into the kind of human warmth that he rarely showed.

"This one has turned green, it must be very painful...and he said it didn't hurt..."

Fang Yu's voice was no longer cold, but there was a trace of concern and distress.

Seeing him like this, Chu Junqi felt the humiliation in his heart gradually fade away, and there was an illusion in his trance, as if he was a soldier returning from an expedition. Wounds on the battlefield.

Sure enough, he was overthinking again. It is really shameless to compare himself to a real heroic warrior with such a small injury...

"It's okay...let me down, it's not comfortable."

It didn't take a lot of trouble as expected, the two long black belts put Chu Junxi face down in the bed, this time it took care of his feelings, and the force was extremely gentle.

No matter!Write it down for now, don't care about you, wait for me to marry you home... No, marry Death?Since when did his ideas become so crazy?

Fang Yu's fingertips were entwined with wisps of black air, lingering on Chu Jun's buttocks for a long time, and finally landed on a dazzling bruise mark on the tip of his buttocks, a light touch made that spot as white as ever.

"In my last life, I heard that in the ancient times of the world I was in, there was an army that was strong because of love... Soldiers on the battlefield often form lovers in pairs, with deep feelings, and love each other. The opponent's life is more important than his own, and he tried his best to kill the enemy in order to protect the opponent, so the record of that army has become an immortal legend in history." Chu Junqi was talking, thinking of the final outcome of the army, thinking of himself After all, he had never experienced any truly cruel life, so he calmed down, half jokingly, half seriously asked Fang Yu: "As a god of death, your life should be very long, so, have you seen such an army with your own eyes? "