The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

There was a sound from the desk, Shen Liuxiang opened his eyes in a daze, looked up and saw the figure in Xuanpao had arrived at the door, rubbed his eyes and chased after him.

On the way, I saw paper objects that had been stacked for a day, but there were no bones left, only cold ashes left on the ground.

He hissed distressedly, wanting to punish the culprit, Zhou Xuanlan brought up the dinner without looking back, Shen Liu choked, and then smiled broadly.

The freshly baked delicacies were placed on the jade table in the pavilion by the palace people.

Zhou Xuanlan didn't eat and went to the study.

Shen Liuxiang picked up the chopsticks alone, and took two bites. The air was filled with coldness, and the hot food entered his stomach. After eating, his body felt warm and comfortable.

Zhou Xuanlan came out of the study, walked across the long corridor, and saw the young man in the pavilion who had eaten his fill, got up and walked around the pavilion twice, then raised his eyebrows, as if thinking of something, and ran away in a hurry.

Zhou Xuanlan unconsciously chased after him.

Outside the bedroom, Shen Liuxiang stretched out his hand to push the door, and when he found that the barrier was still there, he bared his teeth fiercely at the barrier and muttered something.

Turning around again, lay out the bedding in the corridor, and meditate.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty,"

Zhou Xuanlan came back to his senses, frowned and looked at the palace man who called him.

The palace man said cautiously: "Your Majesty has been standing here for half an hour, do you have any important orders?"

Zhou Xuanlan was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was fascinated by the sight, and retracted his consciousness as if frightened, and left without saying a word.

The next day, Shen Liuxiang was taken to the attic again.

Zhou Xuanlan covered himself with a defensive barrier, and everything Shen Liuxiang threw was blocked. Looking at the desolate stack of papers on the ground, he pouted lightly.

Bored, he yawned and tapped the barrier with his Ni Lin, unexpectedly finding that the barrier no longer hindered him.

Shen Liuxiang blinked, and got into the barrier.

After Zhou Xuanlan finished his practice, the moment he opened his eyes, his body froze slightly.

He bowed his head as if feeling something, the young man's head was resting on his lap, with a handsome and fair face, sleeping peacefully, with one hand grasping the hem of the ink-trimmed clothes, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Zhou Xuanlan: "..."

He had never been so close to a person.

Zhou Xuanlan's hand fell on the slender and fragile neck, his face was cloudy and cloudy, and after a while, he moved it to Shen Liuxiang's face, and began to rub lightly with his fingertips.

Putting so much effort into pestering him is probably treating him as a former apprentice.

Unfortunately, he is not.

Zhou Xuanlan was determined, and stretched out his hand to coldly pinch the young man's cheek to wake him up.

Shen Liuxiang opened his eyes angrily.

Shen Liuxiang was in the attic during the day, and in the corridor at night, just like that. After staying in Xuanyao Palace for a few days, Zhou Xuanlan's attitude towards him has improved a lot.

However, Shen Liuxiang was a little puzzled. The previous few sound transmission talismans had not received any response, and he passed them on several times, but nothing came to light.

The weather is gloomy today. After dinner, the heavy rain that had been brewing all day poured down, and most of the corridors were soaked by slanting rain.

Shen Liuxiang lifted the quilt and moved it to the floor, approaching the door.

The night was already full of chills, but the damp air of the rainy night came out from the floor, and the cold wind accompanied by the sound of thunderstorms, whizzed through the corridors.

Shen Liuxiang huddled under the quilt, curled up into a ball, opened his phoenix eyes, and listened to the movement in the room with his ears facing the ground.

The people inside seem to be in some kind of predicament, pacing up and down, the footsteps are especially complicated.

Gradually, he walked towards the door.

Shen Liuxiang held Nilin nervously, Zhou Xuanlan probably wouldn't let him stay in the corridor in the rain, miserable all night.

"It's time to come out and pick me up." He blinked his phoenix eyes and muttered softly.

In the room, Zhou Xuanlan closed his eyes calmly, and opened them again when he heard the sound of the wind and rain.

Under the gaze of his spiritual consciousness, the people at the door were wrapped in quilts. In this season, with such weather at night, it would be bitingly cold outside.

Zhou Xuanlan got up, took off the screen robe, and walked out while putting it on. When he approached the door, his footsteps paused slightly.

In the attic during the day, seeing the gloomy sky, he reminded that Xuanyao Palace not to mention the ordinary vacant rooms, there are many vacant bedrooms, big and small, so you can go as you like.

Unexpectedly, Shen Liuxiang said seriously: "Separating rooms is a matter of disagreement. We have no problem, we have to sleep together."

Afterwards, he was worried about being thrown out of the bedroom, even if Ni Lin could take him across the barrier, he would not want to, "You threw me out, you have to carry me back yourself."

Zhou Xuanlan had never seen someone crawling on his bed so blatantly and arrogantly, nor had he seen such an aggressive person who forced him to compromise.

Zhou Xuanlan wanted to let him suffer from the cold overnight, so that he could learn a lesson, and maybe he would go back to his room obediently tomorrow.

He turned away from the door.

After a while, the sound of the rain outside became louder, and Zhou Xuanlan was restless. He got down from the bed again, picked up something before leaving, and walked straight to the door.

During the foundation building period, the body does not need to be strong like a mortal, and there is a cold wind blowing in the corridor from time to time, catching a cold...maybe it will affect Ni Lin.

Zhou Xuanlan pressed his slender hand on the door and opened it.

The light from the room shines on the corridor, covering the raised quilt.

Zhou Xuanlan stood at the door with lowered eyebrows, seeing Shen Liuxiang who immediately poked his head out of the quilt.

The corners of the young man's lips curled into a smile, his eyes were extraordinarily bright under the soft light, as if he had expected that the people in the room would come out, "Did you take me in?"

So sure, the odds of winning are in your hands.

Zhou Xuanlan's heart suddenly felt dry, his thin lips pursed into a cold arc, and his slender figure remained motionless.

Being so sure, is to treat him as the person from before...

The light hit Zhou Xuanlan's handsome eyebrows, which were full of gloom.

He was silent for a while, then exposed the hands behind his back, holding a pillow with both hands, and threw it to Shen Liuxiang.

With a snap, the door closed again.

After entering the room, Zhou Xuanlan stared at the outside world with his spiritual sense, and saw Shen Liuxiang stunned for a long time, his eyelashes drooping, as if showing a bit of disappointment.Immediately lowered her head, looked at the pillow in her arms, and slightly curled the corners of her lips, muttering, "Forget it, at least I have a pillow, I will improve a little every day,"

Saying that, retracted into the rolled up thin quilt.

Zhou Xuanlan frowned, he was satisfied with a pillow.

His spiritual consciousness was left outside all night, Shen Liuxiang stayed in the corridor, he never crossed the barrier with Nilin, it seemed determined that he should go and get the person back himself.

When dawn was approaching, Zhou Xuanlan pretended to go out, making a lot of noise, but the figure huddled under the blanket remained motionless.

Zhou Xuanlan realized something was wrong, lifted the quilt, and the person inside was hugging a soft pillow, his cheeks were flushed unusually, his brows were slightly frowned, and his forehead was hot.

Since Shen Liuxiang settled down in the corridor, all the palace people retreated to the back to guard.

The palace servants who came to serve upon hearing the movement saw a young man in the demon emperor's arms, with a slightly tense expression, striding into the bedroom: "Come here, prepare the medicine!"

Shen Liuxiang was in a daze from the fever, and in his sleep, he felt the quilt lifted, and a warm and familiar breath wrapped him around him, which was particularly attractive in the cold and damp rain.

Zhou Xuanlan's face was gloomy. The person he hugged was wearing a thin undershirt, his face was pale, and his face was flushed and sickly. He unconsciously leaned towards him.

Feeling the closeness, Zhou Xuanlan stiffened slightly, walked quickly into the room, and placed him on the soft bed.

Shen Liuxiang was still in the foundation building stage, so he couldn't dissolve some pills, so he had to boil them with spirit herbs and let him drink them.

But the people on the couch didn't cooperate, when the pharmacist was feeding the medicine, the medicine juice flowed from the corner of Shen Liuxiang's mouth, the demon emperor frowned, the pharmacist trembled, and the medicine bowl in his hand was taken away immediately, "Go away, I'll come."

The pharmacist hurriedly stepped aside, Zhou Xuanlan squeezed Shen Liuxiang's chin, opened his rosy lips, put the spoon on his mouth, and poured thick black medicinal juice into it.

But less than one-third of the entrance, probably because of the bitterness, Shen Liuxiang immediately shut his mouth.

Zhou Xuanlan frowned, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and planned to forcefully swallow the medicine, but his eyes fell on the pale and sick face, he hesitated for a moment, and asked someone to take something.

Shen Liuxiang's long eyelashes trembled, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties. He was burning in a daze, and he tasted the long-lost sweetness on his lips.

like sugar man.

He opened his mouth slightly, stuck out his tongue and licked it, confirming that it was correct, and was about to continue tasting, when a pungent and strong smell of medicine rushed into his mouth and slid into his throat.

Shen Liuxiang choked, quickly shut his mouth tightly, and furrowed his brows deeply.

But not long after, the sweet taste of sugar man came again, Shen Liuxiang pursed his lips, couldn't help but opened his mouth again, and another spoonful of medicine poured in.

After repeating this, under the constant temptation of the sugar man, Shen Liuxiang finished a bowl of medicine.

His mouth was full of bitterness, and he was in a daze, completely unaware of what happened, only felt that it was very difficult to eat some candy, but fortunately, the small piece of candy finally fell into his mouth, and this time he did not run away.

After the good spirit herb took effect, the scorching temperature between the brows subsided, and she opened her eyes slightly, and caught the slender figure beside the bed in her swaying vision.

Zhou Xuanlan handed the medicine bowl to the palace man, and his sleeve was pulled off.

Although the strength was extremely light, the jade-white hand held tightly, the fingertips turned white, and did not let go.

"Zhou Xuanlan..." Shen Liuxiang's voice was hoarse.

As if making some kind of confirmation, the misty eyes stared at him without blinking, and called his name.

All the servants in the palace left, Zhou Xuanlan's face was uncertain, and he bent down for a moment, lifting Shen Liuxiang's chin with his slender fingers.

He stared at those phoenix eyes, and said word by word: "Don't treat me as your apprentice, otherwise..."

Zhou Xuanlan's fingertips tightened slightly, leaving a reddish finger mark on his fair chin: "I can't spare you."

Shen Liuxiang was in pain, sobered up for a while, and frowned when he heard this, retorted: "You are him."

"No."

"You are."

"..."

Zhou Xuanlan's heart was full of anxiety. In his perception, he couldn't be that apprentice. Shen Liuxiang clearly regarded him as a shadow. He never thought that one day he would become someone's substitute.

After Shen Liuxiang identified him again and again, Zhou Xuanlan's black eyes became darker, and he looked coldly at the person on the bed, and opened the slender fingers that were holding onto the sleeves one by one.

Then he held it again, and put Shen Liuxiang's hand on his heart.

"If I were your apprentice and liked you, my heart should be warm,"

Zhou Xuanlan stared at Shen Liuxiang, as if he wanted to tear open a certain wound, bloody, naked in front of Shen Liuxiang.

"But my heart is cold and has never been warm."

"Or, what did you do to make it so cold."

There was no blood on Shen Liuxiang's face, it was frighteningly white, his fingertips trembled, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Zhou Xuanlan pressed hard on his heart, unable to move.

Zhou Xuanlan looked at his expression, and his thin lips curled up slightly, extremely pleased.

It's time to realize, he thought.

But in the next moment, Zhou Xuanlan was stunned. In his sight, Shen Liuying's beautiful phoenix eyes suddenly rolled down tears, out of control.

Zhou Xuanlan froze all over, and the hand on his heart slipped off.

……Why are you crying.

Sleeping in the corridor all night and not crying, being forced to stay in the attic during the day not crying, why are you crying now.

Zhou Xuanlan's heart suddenly panicked, and he reached out his hand to touch Shen Liuxiang's cheek.Shen Liuxiang turned sideways, with the soft black hair scattered on the pillow, and buried his face in the quilt without saying a word.

Zhou Xuanlan's expression changed slightly, he got on the couch, pulled him out of the bed, and subconsciously put him in his arms.

He grabbed one hand and pressed it to his heart: "Touch it again, it's hot, it's actually hot."

Shen Liuxiang: "It's cold."

Zhou Xuanlan's heart was in a state of disarray, he couldn't make sense of the mess in his head, his every move was not like himself, and he even tried to explain in a panic.

"It's cold recently, it's freezing, you are warm, just cover me and you'll be warm."

After the words fell, I heard the young man in his arms burst out laughing.

Zhou Xuanlan: "..."

Pretend to lie to him.

Zhou Xuanlan's face darkened suddenly, and the hand that was on Shen Liuxiang's waist tightened, exerting some strength to make him get closer, and then he pushed it lightly out of anger, "Try to keep away from this seat with these little deceiving tricks."

"Can not be done,"

With a hoarse voice, Shen Liuxiang wrapped his arms around him, and buried his face in the familiar shoulder, "I'm far away, what should you do if your heart feels cold again?"

Zhou Xuanlan noticed the wetness on his face, and was silent for a moment: "Master...it's hot, don't be afraid."

After Shen Liuxiang fell into a deep sleep, Zhou Xuanlan finally realized what he had done, and his handsome face was full of irritability.

He should throw people out, he should go to practice and deal with affairs, instead of letting people sleep in his arms at night.

Zhou Xuanlan's black eyes were full of hostility, which became more and more intense as time went by.

At the moment when it was on the verge of eruption, a hand reached towards Shen Liuxiang, and tucked the corner of the quilt tightly: "Don't move around."