The Devil and the Flower

After getting drunk, Feng Yueci was quieter than usual.

Jiang Huan hugged him, carefully wrapped around his arms, and gently placed him on the bed.

The moonlight came in through the window, Jiang Huan walked over and opened the curtain, the room became dark in an instant, only fragments of light and shadows spilled from the gaps, flickering on and off.

Suddenly there was a soft sound from the side of the bed, but it was the jade that was accidentally touched just now and fell to the ground.

Jiang Huan walked over and called out in a low voice, "Daojun?"

Feng Yueci frowned slightly, as if a little uncomfortable, but his eyes were not opened.

He was drunk, and he didn't know whether it was because the spirit wine had too much stamina or what. Jiang Huan, who used to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, felt dizzy now, as if he was in a cloud, hazy and not sober.

Jiang Huan picked up the jade and inlaid it back, propped his palms on the side of the bed, looked down at the sleeping person on the bed intently, his eyes turned from the messy long hair to the reddish face, and then traced Qingji's eyebrows.After a while, he suddenly bent down slowly as if possessed by a demon.

Hot lips met cool lips.

His heart was beating wildly like a drum, and Jiang Huan's breathing suddenly became chaotic, rapid and aggravated.

Feng Yueci seemed to be awakened, opened his eyes in an instant, waved his hand, and a flash of spiritual light flashed, he had already walked from the bed to the door, stroking the center of his brow with one hand, his expression was still full of drunkenness and bewilderment.

Jiang Huan: "..."

Is this awake or not?

Jiang Huan had a rare guilty conscience and was a little uncertain.

Both of them were silent for a while, Jiang Huan tried to approach him, "Dao Jun?"

Feng Yue resigned and turned sideways, raised his hand and went straight to him, his eyes were cold, the coolness was more permeating than nine cold days.

Jiang Huan was startled, he dodged the spell and fell outside the house, thinking that he was going to die!This is obviously domestic violence due to drunkenness!

"Mr. Dao! Calm down!" Jiang Huan would not fight with him, and avoided another blow, turned around and held his hand, and hurriedly said: "You are not in good health, it's okay to hit me, but don't hurt yourself!"

Feng Yueci's pupils were so light that it was almost transparent, as if Yinhua was spreading, he was aloof and indifferent, unable to see the slightest emotion, with a turn of his palm, the spiritual power surged and slapped Jiang Huan's chest, it was clearly a light force, but it shocked Jiang Huan His internal organs were all burned, and he took several steps back. If it hadn't been for the aura of body protection, this palm would seriously injure him.

"What a strong spiritual power!"

Jiang Huan muttered a word, but he saw him raise his hand again, the fingertips scattered golden and silver light spots, and gradually condensed into an unformed longbow in the palm of his hand, the golden light and silver splendor were very dazzling.

This fluctuation of spiritual power is shocking, it doesn't look like a seriously ill person.

As soon as he thought of it, he saw Feng Yueci's body tremble, his spiritual power dissipated in an instant, he covered his lips and spit out a big mouthful of blood, closed his eyes, and fell to the ground.

"Oops! Daojun!" Jiang Huan hurriedly caught him, and kept sending spiritual power over, anxious and angry, "Just have a drink... I can't help but kiss you, as for fighting with me?" !"

Feng Yueci moved his eyebrows and eyes, opened them slowly, tilted his head and coughed for a while, his gaze gradually changed from light to bright, and he said blankly, "Young Master Jiang?"

"Finally woke up, you scared me to death Daojun! I don't dare to let you drink anymore!" Jiang Huan let out a long sigh of relief, picked him up and sent him back to the house, and hurriedly turned around and went out, "I'll go find Miss Lin , don't move around!"

Feng Yueci lay half-lying, staring at his palms, as if he was in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Not long after, Jiang Huan came back with Lin Yanlan.

"Daojun!" Feng Yueci had blood on his lips and hands, and a lot of blood on his snow-white clothes. Lin Yanlan was so scared that his face was pale, and he rushed over to feel his pulse with weak feet, and said angrily: "Why? Will this happen? Who is it? Who in the academy dares to fight with you!"

Jiang Huan said: "...it's me."

Lin Yanlan thought she heard it wrong, and turned around in surprise: "What?"

Jiang Huan said: "He is fighting with me."

Lin Yanlan opened her eyes wide, and was about to say something, when Feng Yueci said: "Miss Lin, please be safe, this matter has nothing to do with Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Huan sighed, and said, "No, it's my fault, I shouldn't have told you to drink so much wine."

Feng Yueci shook his head slightly, and said, "I promised to invite you first."

After listening to it, Lin Yanlan finally understood that it was the two of them drinking that caused the trouble.She applied acupuncture for Feng Yueci for a while, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and said angrily and helplessly: "Mr. Jiang, I told you that the Taoist Lord can drink alcohol. But you drink alcohol, so why do you do it?" ?”

Jiang Huan was dumbfounded for a while, and then said: "Okay, okay, girl, don't ask so many questions. How is Daojun?"

"I just saw improvement in the morning, but now it's not much better." Lin Yanlan looked at Feng Yueci, frowning, "Dao Jun must have a splitting headache at this moment, right?"

Feng Yueci's expression was as usual, without revealing anything, he said lightly: "It's okay."

Jiang Huan immediately said: "Didn't you say that tea can relieve headaches? I'll make some!"

Feng Yue called out to him: "Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Huan turned around instantly when he heard the sound.

Feng Yue resigned, "Let Miss Lin stroke your pulse."

Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed, "No need. Daojun might still hurt me in his prime, but these few hits are nothing. Just one thing, if Daojun wants to do something in the future, tell me in advance, I will stand Let me tell you to play well? But don't torment yourself. "

Hearing these words, Lin Yanlan and Feng Yueci were stunned together.

These words sounded nothing, but Jiang Huan's tone was really friendly, looking at that demeanor, even a blind person could see something was wrong.

Lin Yanlan's complexion changed slightly, and he blurted out: "Young Master Jiang, you..."

Jiang Huan made tea without raising his head: "What about me?"

"...It's nothing. It's too late, I can't stay for a long time, please trouble Mr. Jiang to take care of Daojun, let him have a good rest, and I will deliver the medicine tomorrow."

Lin Yanlan observed the words and expressions, and swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.

Over the years, she has met too many people who are tempted by Daojun.In Lin Yanlan's view, this is really a very normal thing.Even she herself had unrealistic fantasies about Feng Yue Ci when she was young, and she came out as she got older.

What surprised her was Jiang Huan.

Lin Yanlan once joked about Jiang Huan's "cold face and warm heart", but in fact he knew very well in his heart that this is a really cold and dangerous person.

The doctor saw a lot of life and death, the first time she saw Jiang Huan in Lin's house, she noticed that there was always a lingering murderous blood in his body, which made people's bones hurt.Every time she met his eyes, even if there was a smile in it, she couldn't feel a trace of warmth - it was like looking at ants or dead people.

Only when facing Feng Yueci, will such eyes change.

Lin Yanlan originally thought it was just a "interest" like playing a game, but at this moment, she saw the incredible heartbeat and nostalgia in his eyes, entangled in those unpredictable eyes, as strong as ink that cannot be melted.

To be entangled by such a person, if you are not careful, you will be in a situation of eternal doom.

Lin Yanlan wanted to say something to Feng Yueci, but after thinking about it, Daojun has always been clear and transparent, maybe he can see it more clearly than her.

She is just a doctor, and she has no position to interfere in other people's private affairs.

"Miss Lin, I'm tired," Jiang Huan said, "Go slowly."

Lin Yanlan sighed imperceptibly, said goodbye and left.Only Jiang Huan and Feng Yueci were left in the room, and it was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

The teapot was turning in his hands, and the heat was rising and winding, Jiang Huan suddenly asked: "Do you still remember when you were drunk?"

Since she just asked Miss Lin to feel his pulse, she probably remembered the fight with him, but she didn't know if she still remembered what he said.

Feng Yueci is now fully awake, so naturally he will not avoid answering, and calmly said: "Remember."

Unexpectedly, he was so frank and direct, Jiang Huan shook his hand and almost splashed the tea.

"I……"

"ginger……"

The two spoke at the same time, but also closed their mouths at the same time.

Jiang Huan said: "Let me talk about it first. I don't like those twists and turns, and I don't like to hide things. I always say one thing, and another thing. What I said to the Taoist, Everything comes from the bottom of my heart. But I just want you to understand my intention first, not to ask for any answer, because I know that the answer Daojun can give now is definitely not what I want. "

Feng Yueci listened quietly and carefully.

Jiang Huan smiled and said: "But it's nothing. I like Daojun, so naturally I also like your temperament. I once told Daojun that if you like someone, you should pursue them well. I am impatient with others. I have inexhaustible patience with Daojun, so I am not in a hurry, and I will not force you to accept anything."

He came over and handed the steaming hot tea to Feng Yueci.

Feng Yueci thanked him for taking it over, even if they were talking about Fengyue, the expressions of the two of them were very open and natural, and neither of them felt that this was something to be ashamed of.

To move people with love, to see the heart.

Feng Yue resigned, "Young Master Jiang is emotionally moved."

Jiang Huan said: "It's because I'm in love with Taoist Lord."

Feng Yueci coughed in a low voice, drank tea slowly, and said earnestly: "The seven emotions and six desires are the foundation of human beings, but they are often just a single thought. Mr. Jiang, with all due respect, it has not been easy to practice so far. The supreme path is close at hand, so why bother me ?”

Jiang Huan just laughed when he heard the words, and laughed for a long time, "What Daojun said is very reasonable, but I want to ask, what is the purpose of practicing?"

Feng Yue resigned, "Everyone's wishes are different."

Jiang Huan nodded again and again, and said: "That's right, some people seek longevity, some people seek fame and wealth, some people love power, and some people want freedom...it cannot be generalized."

Feng Yueci put down his cup, "Why Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Huan's thoughts were a little far away, "To be honest, I really didn't know what it was for before. I was very empty in my heart. I just told myself to become stronger. What should I do to become stronger? I still don't know. I'm not afraid of Daojun's jokes, When I saw you, I came up with a thought - I should be looking for something important, or someone, and I can only find it when I become strong enough to be arrogant."

Feng Yueci looked up at him, but didn't make a sound.

Jiang Huan met his clear and mirror-like eyes, and seemed to be caught in the vortex of time for a moment, escaped from his body, and returned to the high seat that belonged to him in a daze, as if two voices penetrated time and space and overlapped together: "I I'm looking for you, believe it or not?"

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