Half a lifetime of flowers, half a lifetime of dreams

"As a king, you have to endure hardships more than others."

"As a king, you can't easily trust others."

"As a king, you can't be laughing and joking all day long."

"As a king, you must have more power than others."

These were all given to Qian Yueming by You Ye, and most of the inhuman and cold appearance of Qian Yueming today was due to You Ye.

In Qian Yueming's eyes, his brother A Ye is always so perfect. During these years of living together, he has seen many different You Ye, indifferent, cruel, gentle, and noble, each of which is beautiful. It was his beloved brother Aye.

"Yueming, you're being lazy again." Qian Yueming put away the things on the table in a panic, and when she turned around, You Ye was looking at herself with a relaxed face. It seemed that he didn't see the things on the table. I was relieved.

"Brother Aye, why are you here?" Qian Yueming stood up and blocked the table, pretending to smile calmly.

"Let's see what you little guy is up to." You Ye touched his chin, then put his hands around his chest, although he was joking, but his expression didn't change, no wonder people always call him "facial paralysis" .

Now Qian Yueming looks like a teenager, and his behavior and expression are very similar to You Ye, but now You Ye still calls him "little guy", which makes Qian Yueming feel a little uncomfortable. He has worked so hard to grow up, but it is just He just wanted to protect You Ye, even though he knew You Ye didn't need it.

"Brother Aye, get out, you're disturbing me." Qian Yueming acted like a baby to You Ye, and then pushed him out of the room. He knew that You Ye liked this, and You Ye shook his head helplessly , turned and left.

After closing the door, Qian Yueming returned to the table, and put out the previously hidden things. It was an unfinished portrait. It is not difficult to see that the man in the painting is You Ye. It can be seen that Qian Yueming's painting skills are Very high, looking at the portrait on the table, Qian Yueming secretly cursed, would Brother Aye really like such things?

It will be You Ye's birthday soon, every year Banyun Peak will hold a grand celebration, there are countless rare treasures, but Qian Yue Mingdu only wants to give his Brother You Ye the best.Qian Yueming stretched out her hand and greedily stroked the handsome face on the portrait, there seemed to be a fire in her eyes, why, Brother Aye couldn't regard herself as a man, a man like him.

The painting is finished, the black-colored person has a special aura, which is not inferior to the real person, Qian Yueming looked at it carefully, and couldn't help feeling a little happy in his heart, presumably Brother Aye would like it very much.Qian Yueming happily ran to You Ye's room, tomorrow is You Ye's birthday, she must be the first to give the gift to Brother A Ye before everyone else.

"Brother Aye!" Pushing open the door, the room was pitch black, and there was no response, You Ye was not in the room, where did Brother Aye go?Qian Yueming lowered her hand holding the painting, her face was full of disappointment.He had no choice but to leave the house, passed by the pavilion behind the house, and suddenly saw, isn't that exactly Brother Aye!

"Brother Aye!" Qian Yueming couldn't help but rejoice again, and when she got close, she froze immediately, her whole face collapsed immediately, and she subconsciously hid behind the rockery beside her.

That was the first time Qian Yueming saw You Yexiao, that kind of shy look, which Qian Yueming didn't even dare to think about.Beside You Ye stood an extraordinary man in white clothes. The man's long silver hair looked extraordinarily alluring under the moonlight. The compelling purple eyes will only have a soft light when looking at the dark night.

Qian Yueming recognized the man in white, he was "Mo Baichang", the elder of Qingqiu Linghu Clan, it was rumored that this man acted very mysteriously, few people had seen his real face, Qian Yueming had seen him once when he was a child , so I recognized it.

"Bai Chang, you're here." You Ye's indifferent face was slightly flushed, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Mo Baichang took You Ye's hand, and said softly: "Xiao Qi, close your eyes, I have something for you."

"What?" When You Ye opened his eyes again, there was a folding fan in Mo Baichang's hand as if by magic.

"Xiao Qi, do you like it?" You Ye's eyes lit up, he nodded and took the folding fan.

This folding fan is very special, the skeleton is like jade but glowing red, the fan paper is made of silver sheet as thin as a cicada's wing, but it feels as soft as silk, and the fan surface is made of peonies woven with gold thread In the picture, the fan pendant at the bottom is a delicate purple bell. The whole fan is exquisite and luxurious.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Although You Ye liked it very much, he didn't show too much surprise, probably because he didn't see the special feature of this fan.

Mo Baichang didn't explain too much, just smiled: "It's just as long as you like it, Xiaoqi, happy birthday."

You Ye's expression returned to the previous indifference, and he raised the wine jar in his hand: "Bai Chang, the best girl red, do you want to taste it?"

"Okay! Let's go to the old place."

Looking at the two people who left, Qian Yueming clenched her fists and couldn't help sneering, the hand holding the painting trembled a little, what was the portrait that she thought she had drawn with her heart for half a month, the folding fan was the real thing It took a lot of effort.The seemingly jade-like bones of the fan are actually made of polished ribs. The silver sheets used to make the fan surface also need hundreds of years of forging to have such a texture. The gold thread used to embroider peonies is made of hair. Even the purple bells on the fan are rare acacia bells. The acacia bells are originally a pair, one purple bell and one three-color golden bell. It's on that long black body.Such a wonderful gift is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At the banquet on the second day, Qian Yueming still gave the painting out, and You Ye liked it very much, and even said that he would frame the painting, but then the painting really hung in You Ye's room.

Mo Baichang also came to the banquet. He was still dressed in white, and his long silver hair was tied up casually. There is no doubt about it.

"What do you look like? It really doesn't suit you." You Ye frowned and walked over naturally, obviously dissatisfied with his pretentious attire.

"In such a formal occasion, I have to pretend." Mo Bai had a frivolous face, and he didn't shy away from it in front of all the guests. He smiled and stretched out his hand to rub You Ye's face like a child. Head: "Xiaoqi, after all these years, you are becoming less and less able to restrain your nature. You will suffer a lot if you look like this."

Qian Yueming couldn't help complaining in her heart, she had only met last night, but now the two are so affectionate in front of everyone, it's really annoying.Thinking of this, Qian Yueming walked behind You Ye, tugged at his clothes, and called softly, "Brother A Ye!"

"What's the matter?" You Ye turned around and looked at Qian Yueming behind him, his expression became more and more serious.

"No, it's nothing." Qian Yueming couldn't tell why, she just felt a tight breath in her chest, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Bai's long eyes also fell on Qian Yueming's body, and then put away the smile on his face: "Xiao Qi, I heard that you have taken in an apprentice, could it be this child?"

You are the fucking child!If it wasn't for You Ye's presence, Qian Yueming would almost have swearing, and the underage Qian Yueming was not as tall as him, and lost her momentum in an instant when Mo Baichang stared at her.

"That's right, it's him, the Tiger King's son 'Qian Yue Ming'." Being called by You Ye, Qian Yue Ming had no choice but to stand in front of Mo Baichang reluctantly, "Yue Ming, this is 'Mohe', the elder of the Qingqiu spirit fox clan."

Due to You Ye's face, Qian Yueming had no choice but to bow respectfully: "I have met Elder Mo."

Mo Bai let out a long chuckle, and the cold light in his eyes became a little colder: "Xiao Qi, it seems that this child was taught very well by you!"

The breath in Qian Yueming's chest was very tight, and she left with a bad face before the banquet was over.

Looking at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, Qian Yueming felt more and more distressed. Now You Ye is thinner, not as tall as before, and his facial features have become delicate and soft. It is completely impossible to see that he is the high-spirited Night King.

Qian Yueming has been looking up at You Ye since he was a child, and You Ye is always so tall, and he is the god in his heart.Qian Yueming gently stroked Ling Qi's cheeks, her eyes were filled with admiration, and she couldn't help but meditate: My god, even if you fall into the mortal world, you are still so charming.Brother Aye, do you know?I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.

If he hadn't used Neidan to save himself back then, wouldn't he have lost that battle, if he hadn't sacrificed his life to save Mohe, wouldn't he have lost his eyes, if he could have found him earlier, wouldn't he have lost his eyes? It will be better, but if there is no if, all the misfortunes will happen.

"Brother Aye, I will return the inner alchemy to you, and help you get back everything. Please stay by my side in the future, okay?" Qian Yueming looked at the person on the bed with an extraordinarily gentle gaze.

This room was specially prepared for You Ye, and it was exactly the same as when it was on the top of the cloud. If you look carefully, you can find that the program design in this room is the one used by You Ye.

"Is it Yueming?" Ling Qi had a headache, seemed to remember something, seemed to hear some voice in the dream, Ling Qi called out the name tentatively.

"Brother Aye, have you already remembered?" Qian Yueming was a little delighted, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Ling Qi shook his head, propped himself up and sat up, Qian Yueming hurried to help Ling Qi, but Ling Qi stretched out his hand and pushed him away: "Where is Mohe? Why hasn't he come to pick me up yet?"

Qian Yueming knew that the forced memory was useless, and the light in his eyes dimmed again: "Why, why do you still think about him?" Qian Yueming clenched her fists, her whole body couldn't stop shaking, her eyes were scarlet It was a bit scary, but he never threw out that punch, instead he reached out and hugged Ling Qi, and kissed him roughly on the lips.

Ling Qi froze, and patted Qian Yueming's back in a panic, but Qian Yueming kissed him deeper, and even stuck out her tongue. Ling Qi felt something was being sent into his mouth, and was immediately frightened. It was broken, and he bit his mouth hard, but the thing was swallowed by him.

Qian Yueming was in pain, and reflexively pushed Ling Qi away, blood oozes slightly from the corner of his bitten mouth: "You actually bit me!" Qian Yueming spat out blood, and the anger in his chest was about to ignite him When he was asleep, his tone was naturally no longer gentle.

"What did you eat again?" Ling Qi's lips were a little swollen, as if he had been humiliated, and he wiped it with his sleeve desperately.

Seeing Ling Qi's great resistance, Qian Yueming knew that she had gone too far, tried her best to calm down her anger, supported her forehead and relaxed her attitude: "Your inner alchemy, don't do this, you are absolutely I won't want it."

Ling Qi was taken aback, as if she had misunderstood him, she stopped what she was doing, and lowered her head: "I'm sorry."

"Brother Aye, you never have to say sorry to me." Qian Yueming sighed, and looked at Ling Qi helplessly. You Ye would never say these words to herself before.

Qian Yueming coughed a few times, without the maintenance of this inner alchemy, his physical fitness began to decline a bit, and his demon power gradually lost. He thought he would be able to survive, but it seemed that he overestimated himself.

"Are you okay?" Ling Qi just asked, suddenly felt that something was wrong with his body, and suddenly bowed his body, Qian Yueming was startled and wanted to support him, but he had no strength in his body, He could only watch Ling Qi curl up in pain.

Ling Qi's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and a strong air flow rushed through his body, as if he wanted to rush out of his body, and gradually turned into thin streams of warm air that flowed to every part of his body. Ling Qi also calmed down, a powerful force surged out of his body, and his appearance also changed accordingly.

His facial features gradually became tougher, and his body became much stronger, but the baggy clothes that were originally worn seemed a little out of place at this time. He turned from a handsome young man into a handsome young man. Apart from the white silk on his face, he was almost It's not the slightest difference from the Night King back then.

Ling Qi's expression gradually turned cold, and he could no longer hear any emotional fluctuations in his voice. He just called a name: "Mo Baichang." Then fell silent, then stood up, trying to leave here .

Qian Yueming panicked, her voice lost all confidence: "Brother Aye, don't go. I love you, can you stay?"

"I'm sorry, I'm already married, and now I'm going to find my husband." When Ling Qi said this, her voice was still so cold, Qian Yueming froze instantly, and at this moment Ling Qi's face An imperceptible smile appeared on his face, "Mo Baichang, you came too late."

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