Ming Yu

The sound of small footsteps stopped outside an elegant and carved door, and a humble female voice sounded outside the house.

"My lord, the water in the pool has been put away, do you want the servants to come in and wait on it?"

"No, step back and don't let anyone in."

After a while, a clear and thick voice came from the house, with a gentle tone that was inherently dignified and majestic. That extremely magnetic voice seemed to be able to penetrate into people's hearts along the eardrums, making the maid standing outside the door full of aura. Trembling slightly, his fingers twisted together uncomfortably, and he backed away with a hot face.

Hua Feibai, who was leaning on the golden couch, lightly twitched her fingers, removed the air mass in her throat, restored her original voice, and stared down at the sleeping man on the bed.The man's face was half covered with a golden helmet, his eyes were closed tightly, and his exposed chin was a bit unusually white. Hua Feibai reached out and brushed a few strands of hair from his temples behind his ears, his eyes were soft and deep.

"Brother Yu, I'll take you to wash up before going to sleep, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Hua Feibai half stood up and leaned against the bed, leaving the warm bedding. The low temperature in the room still made him shiver a little, and he closed his loose skirt, but the chill in his body did not subside in the slightest. , He didn't care too much, got off the ground and took a fur coat from the shelf, wrapped the person on the bed carefully, bent down to pick him up, and walked out of the house step by step.

Walking out of the shade of the forest, the eyes suddenly opened up, a huge pool of cold ice was hidden in the depths, surrounded by smoke, and dark fragrance surged, as if the world was locked in this clear spring water like a mirror.

The cloudy mountains are green in the distance, and the clear water is clear nearby. The golden sun breaks through the clouds, and the beams of light are scattered on the sparkling water, just like a fairyland.

Hua Feibai placed the man on the rock by the pool, took off the cloak, the man's collarbone slipped out from the collar, showing a faint grayish blue, Hua Feibai's fingertips gently caressed the slender neck, Be as careful as you would be with fine white bodied thin porcelain.

A smile appeared on his face, he turned sideways, took off his robe, put his arms around the motionless man, and walked step by step from the rock by the pool into the cold spring water.

The temperature of the pool water was low, and it was bitingly cold for Hua Feibai who was overwhelmed by the cold inside, and his blood faded instantly, his face was extremely pale. He led the man to the depths of the pool water, his movements seemed a little stiff.

"...Brother Yu, do you think the water temperature is good?"

He lowered his head and whispered in the unconscious man's ear, his voice trembling because of the low temperature.

The man quietly leaned against his chest, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were closed tightly, his face was full of grayness and death that could not be concealed, his body was heavy and stiff, his hands and feet were drooping into the water, his whole body was lifeless.

Hua Feibai looked at this handsome face that she had seen countless times, her eyes were like a dark night, filled with complex and unspeakable feelings, which made it hard to tell.

He hugged the person and waited patiently for a while, but naturally he didn't get any response. He smiled as expected, and the hope that was hidden deeply in his eyes flashed away, and finally turned into a faint emptiness.

"It's okay if you don't like to talk, I naturally know what you mean..." Hua Feibai leaned against his ear, the corners of her eyes were faintly red, and she slightly raised an arc.

"The blood of the Phoenix clan is extremely precious and rare. As the patriarch, you can't let go of this responsibility, but now that I'm pregnant with your flesh and blood, and your wish for many years is about to come true, you must be extremely happy in your heart, right?... But, so Over the years, you have been really sleepy and refused to open your eyes to talk to me... Anyway, you must be exhausted, so it’s no wonder you can’t wake up. You just need to sleep peacefully, don’t worry, everything is up to me Come arrange it."

Hua Feibai supported the man's waist with one hand, scooped up water with his palm as a ladle, and began to groom the man.Drops of water slid down the man's dark black hair, creating ripples on the surface of the pool, and the figure reflected in the water gradually became blurred.

The fingertips pressed gently on the man's skin, bit by bit, inch by inch, with skillful and gentle gestures, as if treating a rare treasure.The man's stiff skin was softened by rubbing, and his lean chest was as fit and flawless as jade in the water.

The petals floated down from the branches and landed on the water, causing shallow ripples.

Surrounded by white mist, black hair is like ink, and purple hair is like rosy clouds, playing and chasing inextricably in a wave of water, trapping the two of them like a flamboyant love net, lingering to the bone...

The golden phoenix bird on the man's back is lifelike, as if fluttering slightly with the flow of the water, its beautiful tail feathers bloom in the wind.It's a pity that the age of the phoenix bird, which has lost its vitality like its master's, is dim and lifeless, but it is not difficult to imagine that if... the man is still alive at this time, that spirit bird must be extremely vivid and brilliant!

Hua Feibai's heart moved, and she stretched out her hand to caress the golden feathers that had long lost their luster. Her face was hidden behind the mist and she couldn't see clearly. She leaned over the man's shoulder blades, which were also the colorful wings of the phoenix, and fell very slowly and gently. A string of kisses.

When he raised his head, his eyes were already red, his body was a little weak, and his fingers gradually loosened and lost his strength.

The man slid out of his palm, sank slowly, and fell deeper into the bottom of the pool. The water vapor concealed the sharpness between his brows, his face was peaceful and calm, as quiet as if he fell asleep in the water...

Hua Feibai lowered her head and lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, her silver-purple wet hair was pasted on her shoulders, her snow-white skin also showed a blurred color due to emotion, crystal water drops fell down her slender collarbone, It showed his sudden thinness even more.

A bright color came into view, and the peach blossom on Hua Feibai's chest seemed to have become conscious, extending upward along the texture of his skin.

Delicately bypassing the collarbone, climbing up his neck, chin, cheeks, until the crimson tear mole under the eyes, using it as a pistil, along the delicate skin at the end of the eyes, a sparkling peach blossom blooms , swaying slightly with every breath of his breath, adding a touch of delusion, both pure and charming, with a bone-destroying beauty!

Hua Feibai watched the man sink into the bottom of the pool calmly, getting further and further away from her, until she couldn't recognize his face, a trace of despair and sadness flashed in her eyes, she closed her eyes deeply, and when she opened them again, it was replaced by Deep nostalgia and deep regret.

He stood alone in the blue water dome, his back was as straight as a bamboo, and he stood alone, like the only beauty in the world, which made him thinner and more distant and lonely...

Suddenly, he broke through the water and swam towards that figure!

In the blink of an eye, he had dived to the bottom of the pool, stretched out his hand and grabbed the man, hugged him again, leaned his head on the man's cold shoulder, an unspeakable loneliness welled up in his heart, his shoulders were white with flowers. Shocked, began to sob silently, tears and water merged into one, leaving no trace...

Coming out of the water, he suddenly pulled the man into his arms, rubbing his icy lips eagerly, and slowly moving his hands around the man's waist, his breathing became more and more rapid and turbid, turning white from the cold A blush appeared on his face.

"Yu..." Hua Feibai pressed against the man's forehead, gasping for breath, as if he was infatuated, "I'll give you whatever you want, just please don't ignore me, don't want me..."

He lowered his head to bite the man's lips, the bitter and spicy taste in his heart was gradually diluted, but what followed was an unconcealable loss.

Holding him tightly in his arms, he pressed him against the smooth boulder on the shore, Hua Feibai lay on his back, half of his body was still above the water, and his voice was seductively low and hoarse: "Give me one more time!" ...how are you?"

This time, without waiting for the man's answer, Hua Feibai hugged him, closed her eyes and panted shallowly from time to time, the blood in her whole body became hot because of the man in front of her, gradually lost in this love that was completely dominated by herself As expected!

He didn't know where he should go. This was a Nirvana of being insane. If he wasn't crazy, he couldn't survive, he couldn't get rid of it, and it would never end...

The impact caused the man to slip into the pool several times, but Hua Feibai pulled him out of the water in time.Every time at this time, Hua Feibai would stop, straighten the man's body, massage the back of his neck a few times, and then gently kiss his back, with a faint sense of comfort, between the eyebrows Reveal a touch of guilt.

When all the fiery heat subsided gradually, Hua Feibai opened her misty eyes, and in those still drunken eyes, there was a little fragility and sadness inadvertently revealed...

Standing in the water with her back against the pool wall, Hua Feibai found a comfortable position and hugged the man into her arms, and the two quietly embraced each other.He was greedy for the intimacy of this moment, and he patted the man's back lightly with his hands, coaxing him softly like comforting a child.

The moonlight is seductive and the stars are bright.

When Xiao Mo stepped into the inner room, what he saw was this scene——

The censer was lit with light smoke, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air.

Behind the crimson drapery and smoke gauze curtain, Hua Feibai in single clothes was leaning on the golden jade couch with a person in her arms.The front of the latter has been parted, revealing a large portion of well-proportioned chest and abdomen, but the complexion is gray, and the lip line under the high bridge of the nose is dry and cracked; while the flowers behind him are white, the lips are surprisingly pale, and the face is very haggard.

Hua Feibai's palm lightly pressed on the man's chest, and the glowing purple light seeped into the man's skin little by little from his fair palm, and was immediately sucked into the body, and disappeared like a stone sinking into the ocean in a blink of an eye.The purple light entangled in Hua Feibai's palm also began to be bright and dim, but he didn't intend to stop at all, and he was still very serious about sending spiritual power to the man.

Youmo was in a hurry, he didn't hesitate anymore, he ran to the bed quickly, and stretched out his hand to lift the veil.Hua Feibai closed his eyes tightly, with pain lingering between his brows, his handsome face was almost transparent, his breathing was chaotic but very weak, he couldn't keep going up and down.

Although it was worrying to see, Xiao Mo chose to stand aside rationally, not daring to act rashly.

It is the most critical moment for Hua Feibai to deliver spiritual power to that person, and he must not be disturbed.A large amount of spiritual power gushed out from Hua Feibai's palm like a sudden spring, and flowed into the man's body without restraint. It was obvious that the spiritual power was exhausted, but he still refused to stop. Helpless!

After an unknown amount of time, the glowing purple light in his palms finally dissipated. Hua Feibai slowly opened his eyes, straightened the man's body, and laid him gently on the pillow. Xiao Mo, who was paying attention to him, supported him.

The muscles and bones of the whole body seemed to be falling apart, and the already numb pain in the blood began to clamor faintly. The shoulders and arms of the young man behind him hadn't grown yet, but the hands supporting him were scorching hot.Hua Feibai closed her eyes and adjusted her breath slowly, finally turned sideways to avoid the hot palm of the young man, leaned on the bedpost, raised her head slightly.

The amber eyes were wide open, and the young man stared at Hua Feibai for an instant, before he could take back his hands that had fallen in mid-air, his clear and delicate face was confused and timid, and his small ears were slightly reddish. fever.

"When did you come in?...Didn't I say that you are not allowed to come in without notification?" Hua Feibai's eyes moved slightly, and she couldn't help but lightly reprimanded, her tone full of dissatisfaction.

Youmo's fingers twisted together unconsciously, although he looked a little uneasy, he stubbornly refused to speak.

The anger in her eyes gradually dissipated, Hua Feibai turned her head away, turned sideways to block the young man's sight, stretched out her hand and pulled the quilt to hide the beautiful spring light on the man's chest, then turned her head to look at him, and sighed softly.

"Mo'er, you seem to look a little too big in this brocade robe, I will tell them to change it for you later."

Looking at Hua Feibai on the bed with burning eyes, Youmo suddenly half-kneeled on the floor mat, grabbed his wrist and intertwined with his palm, an orange-yellow cyclone gushed out from his fingertips, and the long hair on his shoulders followed The air flow flew up.

"What are you doing, stop quickly." Hua Feibai pressed the young man's palm, stopped his behavior, and shook his head in disapproval, "You are originally the Nine Heavens Spirit Fox, and you are not in the same vein as me. If you inject spiritual power, not only will it hurt me, but it will also hurt you, absolutely not!"

The young man suddenly raised his head, the corners of his eyes turned red, "Why?! I don't understand. Obviously you can send spiritual power to that person, but I can't give it to you? I don't believe it, Ayu, don't bully me. I've been disillusioned for a while, and the world is out of harmony!"

Ayu, Ayu, it lasts hundreds of years to shout.

Memories come to mind bit by bit, every time he calls out this name, Hua Feibai's brows and eyes will soften a little unconsciously, and the eyes looking at him seem to recall, like nostalgia, with a bit of bitterness in the sweetness, It is sad to the bottom of the valley and happy to the clouds, which makes people can't bear to look at it carefully and can't bear not to look at it.This feeling tormented him and confused him, a little confused and a little eager.

Hua Feibai looked helplessly at his childish yelling, which overlapped with another face that was equally young but always domineering and rogue, and the original serious face stretched out, raised his hand and tapped the boy's nose, and spoke softly Quite a lot.

"Stupid boy, how can these two things be compared? He and I are... naturally different from ordinary people. It is still young when you first tried the illusion technique, and you still don't understand many things. You will gradually understand later, don't worry. "

"But you just recovered from a serious illness, and you can't stand this kind of tossing..."

Seeing him twisting his wrist stubbornly, Hua Feibai's language was still slightly jerky, and he didn't know how to express his inner unwillingness and worry, so his heart softened, and he rarely explained a few words for himself.

"Recently, his body has been getting worse and worse, and the amount of spiritual power he can accept is getting less and less. How can I bear to see him like this... I'm fine, so don't worry so much, just rest for a while and it will be fine."

You Mo's eyes fell on the cinnabar tear mole at the end of Hua Fei's white eyes, and there was an unconcealable tiredness between the curved brows, but he looked at him indifferently, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a smile in his eyes. The color of pampering.

In an instant, the young man's grievances poured out like a flood that opened the gate, and the words that were not very neat at first suddenly became very fluent.

"...Are you afraid that his body won't be able to bear it? But he has no soul, so he won't feel anything at all. If he didn't sleep on his penis every day, he wouldn't even be able to keep his body, and he would have died a long time ago!  … You have to deal with so many government affairs every day, and you still don’t care about your body to send him spiritual power at night. How can Xiaoyao Tiandi Pills be made every day? You managed to recover [-]% to [-]% of your spiritual power. You are too self-willed to afford such trouble!"

You Mo can only change form soon. As the Nine Heavens Spirit Fox, he has a noble status and spoiled temperament. He also has a rebellious and wild nature in his temperament. He speaks very directly, does not know how to beat around the bush, but today's Like directly contradicting Hua Feibai but never.

The young man in front of him looked angry, which was quite different from the cowardly and respectful look before he took shape. Hua Feibai was startled for a moment, and after a long silence, he finally opened his mouth.

"... You are not allowed to say these words in the future. If I hear you speak rudely to him again, don't blame me for being rude."

His tone suddenly became cold and low, he got up and sat down on the bed, his sleeves fluttered, the curtain behind him had been drawn down, completely covering the man on the bed, and he walked slowly towards the desk by the window.

At this time, the night is getting darker, the lanterns are just coming on, and the shadows of the lights in the distance are like illusion and reality.

"You go back. After tomorrow's ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, 'Duke Ming' will patrol the lower realms. Before leaving, there are still many complicated ancient ceremonies. You should go back and familiarize yourself with the process of offering sacrifices to heaven, and take a rest early at night, otherwise it will be a whole day. Wearing that heavy set of sacrificial robes every day may be too much."

Hua Feibai explained a few words lightly, sat down at the table, took a book from the tall pile of books and flipped through it, and didn't talk to him anymore, as if he was no longer in the room.

You Mo's eyes darkened.He didn't understand, he just had a hallucination, so naturally he didn't understand the entanglement between the man in front of him and Phoenix King Ming.

He doesn't understand love, and he doesn't understand love. He is completely ignorant of the turbulent sea-like affection between the two of them in the crowd. He just doesn't understand the scene in front of him.

The man on the bed was obviously empty of spirit and spirit, but only had a body, as if he had been dead for many years.However, Hua Feibai cherishes him very much, pampering such a cold and unconscious body that can't cry, can't laugh, why is it?

500 years ago, he was still young, his spiritual sense had not yet been developed, and he still maintained the prototype of a white fox. He would often lie curled up in the distance, ignorantly looking at the two people immersed in the icy cold pool——

He understood at that time that the man covered in cuts and bruises was riddled with wounds, he had already lost his breath, he was dead, and there was no possibility of resurrection.

However, the stunning young man in red held the man's bones all day long, soaked in the bitingly cold pool, his lips were dark black from the cold, and he was dying, but he refused to let go at all; Time to take a nap for an hour or two or sit cross-legged for a while, and then let a child guarding the gate cut open his skin with a knife, cramps and peeled his bones.

Back then, the little cub didn't understand, and didn't want to understand. He instinctively avoided that answer, and intuitively told himself that the truth was beyond his ability to bear.Now, he has grown into a phantom, but there are still many things he doesn't understand, but he wants to be with this person in front of him, and he hopes to be with him forever, but the heavy heart in his chest makes him unable to breathe. What is pain?

You Mo raised his head and looked over, the man's towering shoulders hidden under the oversized robe looked extraordinarily thin, while the candlelight was flickering, the spine reflected on the wall was slightly bent as if it was overwhelmed.

Although he doesn't understand the complex emotions between the two, he does know that Hua Feibai will not rest until he reads the mountain of notebooks on the table. For more than 500 years, this has never stopped every night.After the man has been settled every day, he will turn on the lamp to watch at night, and resolve all the big and small matters reported that need to be decided by 'Duke Ming'.

No one will know that the real Phoenix King Ming will never speak or laugh, and is just a corpse that can maintain its original form by constantly devouring spiritual power; The lord of the resting city is actually a paranoid and crazy man who sleeps with a dead body in his arms every night!

The young man bit his lower lip hard, and ran out like a gust of wind, his clothes fluttering like wings spreading behind him...

It was late at night, and there were only a few overnight lights left on the corridor of Liufeng Palace. A sound, a sentence of gentle whispers faintly came from the bedroom, asking and answering, as if it should have been like this until the end. In the middle of the night, the inner palace fell into silence.

Under the deep moonlight, a fiery red ball of hair lightly flashed into the room. After listening carefully for a while with its ears pricked up, it skillfully jumped onto the bed. The stunning man in front of him.

At this moment, Hua Feibai's arms were carefully wrapped around the man's waist. After several days of instilling spiritual power, his face showed a tired look, and he still did not forget to protect the man in his sleep by absorbing the endless stream of energy. The spiritual power is able to maintain the original body.

The little fox watched carefully for a while, then squeezed between the two of them as usual, and lay down on Hua Feibai to form a ball of hair. Claws, the pointy little head hangs lower and lower, the breath gradually deepens, and soon fell asleep...

In his sleep, it looked into the distance, and the man in red standing under the peach tree slowly turned around, his red lips slightly raised.A gust of wind blew by, and a few petals quietly fell and brushed the ends of his hair.

It stretched its limbs, struggled to catch up, and threw itself into his arms, its eyes were flooded...

Dreams are hard to chase, flowers love butterflies, trickling minds follow the flow of water;

The pen is condensed, the lovesickness is paid, and the night is cold and quiet, remembering you.

Unexpectedly, when I was young, Shaohua was full of remnant dreams;

Send you a lovesickness song, don't ask people get together at the end of the song.