After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

The stars are twinkling and the heat is steaming.

Rong Yi stutters easily when she is nervous. He wants to say something? What, but he can't help but think about what he said? It's the other way around: "Whether you finish writing or not, it's not your decision, it's my decision."

"That's good. Then tell me later, slowly?" Rong Qiu held his hand and walked towards the Phoenix Hall. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Rong Yi, as if to blame, but also as if It's petting, "Otherwise, a certain little phoenix can't finish asking, me? I can't finish writing in about a lifetime."

Rong Yi was pulled into the room by him and sat down, her face was still red.

"Little Phoenix, come here, me? Let's see how your recovery is going." Rong Qiu said.

Rong Yi let out an "oh", and leaned over obediently, just as he was about to untie his coat, he stopped suddenly, and his face became even redder.

This old phoenix of his has always been shameless and skinless, until now, he finally sensed something wrong with their inspection of the wound, he pulled his collar with his fingertips, and did not continue to move.

He whispered: "Already, already? It's almost ready. Don't read it."

Rong Qiu's dark purple eyes looked over, seeming to be puzzled, but he didn't say anything else.

Rong Yi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly she was gently pulled by another hand, and pulled into a warm embrace.

He started to stutter again: "What are you doing, what are you doing..."

"I? I also heard from Brahma kings. I heard that the phoenix needs to comb its feathers. If someone uses your fingers to comb the feathers of the phoenix, I will be very happy. Little phoenix, if you raise a phoenix, how many times a day do you need to groom the phoenix? ?” Rong Qiu asked?

He stretched out his hand? With a light tap, Rong Yi found that she had transformed back into the appearance of a phoenix.

He had no meaning to this state, but the Phoenix Claw moved its position, adjusted its posture, coiled itself up, and then buried its head in the feathers to cover up its blushing.

He whispered: "I don't know? I know? A few times, but whenever I help comb the feathers, it will be very comfortable."

"Then twice a day, is that okay?" Rong Qiu asked?

His hands?have? penetrated into his feathers, gently scratching and rubbing along the feathers' trends and veins.Rong Yi hadn't been groomed for more than 200 years, and he squinted his eyes in comfort.

He whispered: "After my mother, you are the first one to comb my hair. But then again, the feeling you give me when you brush my hair is also very similar to my mother. why?"

In short, everything about Rong Qiu can easily arouse his sense of familiarity.

Rong Qiu didn't get angry with him, and didn't care about him bringing this up again, he said softly: "Perhaps people's hands and fingers are pretty much the same, so the feeling of brushing the phoenix will easily become similar."

Rong Yi thought about it for a while, and found it very reasonable, after all, not many people combed his hair.

He crossed his knees, looked up into his eyes, and asked: "Then, what's next?"

"Marriage, wedding, I checked it out, and the rules of marriage in the heavens are similar to the rules in the world." Rong Qiu said, "What do you think?"

His tone was so natural and calm, Rong Yi thought for a while, and then said: "It seems a little fast."

"So, what do you think?" Rong Qiu continued to gently stroke his feathers, "Do as you like."

Rong Yi thought about it for a while, but didn't think about what to do when she came out.

In fact, he didn't think about the relationship with Rong Qiu clearly.In the past, every time he was divorced, after a period of sadness, he would start a new relationship and engagement, but I don't know why, even if he thinks of Xiangli Feilu now, he can already do it very well. It wasn't sad, but it didn't occur to him that he would have to find a new feeder so soon.

He couldn't describe this feeling.

And he couldn't even tell? It was Rong Qiu himself.He was very different from those he had liked before. He was older, more stable than him, and his strength, status, and prestige were all higher than him.

He can even help him seal up his luck. Perhaps such a person... won't be affected by his luck anymore, right?

"Then, let's try it out for a while." Rong Yi muttered, "First, let's test you for a while. Not everyone knows how to raise a phoenix. For now, the one who knows how to raise a phoenix is ​​the best." Man, that who, still has to be ranked first. See if you can work hard to squeeze him out."

"Okay." Rong Qiu rolled his eyes, "Then I? First try how to squeeze 'that who' out."

Rong Yi stopped talking, and he obediently fell on his lap.

The originally pitch-black Phoenix Palace, I don't know? When Rong Qiu cast a spell and lit the lamps.The glazed statues at the four corners of the study and the water mirror complement each other, making the whole study a bright warm yellow. This kind of brightness makes the night outside the window darker and the wind and snow heavier.

It was snowing again in Wushuliuhuayuan, the wind and snow were severe, and the sound of the wind was like whimpering.This snow did not fall from Rong Yi. The snow in Wushuliuhuayuan in the past was not as cold and heavy.

Rong Yi said: "So it's true. If it's cold outside and warm inside, you'll feel warmer in the Phoenix Palace. Now I? Think I? Maybe I don't even need a nest."

"Is that so? You're willing to use my?

Rong Yi muttered again: "I still have a feeder, I feel better? I don't need to go to the Marriage Palace to ask if they can take in another phoenix."

Rong Qiu seemed to say something again, but Rong Yi couldn't remember it clearly. Under his gentle touch, he felt drowsy, his eyelids drooped down, and he fell asleep just like that.

When Rong Yi opened her eyes again, she found that she was still in Rong Qiu's arms, but she didn't know why, she was no longer in the Phoenix Palace.

Rong Qiu hugged him and slept on a cloud couch? The two of them were in a room made of jasper, the windows were very close to them, but it was no longer the wind and snow, but the pattering rain.

There is a scent of green grass in the air.

The scenery under this corner of the window, like the green mountains and flowing clouds, exuded a warm and fresh feeling, which made Rong Yi feel? Another kind? An inexplicable sense of familiarity and peace of mind.

He looked around with his eyes open, and the person behind him moved, followed by Rong Qiu's hoarse voice: "Are you awake? I? See? You fell asleep, so I didn't wake you up."

"Where is this place?" Rong Yi asked curiously. "This is not the Phoenix Palace, nor does it seem to be somewhere in the heavens, nor is it the realm of the gods, nor is it the world. Is this? Your hometown in Kunlun?"

"It's not mine, it's yours." Rong Qiu got up and saw that Rong Yi was still lying on the couch? He didn't get up, didn't wait for his reaction—he just bent over his waist and hugged him horizontally, just idle like that Casually lead him out of this bedroom.

Rong Yi was wearing pink satin, her body was slippery, and she always felt that she was going to fall off, so she put her arms around his neck, her heart was beating again.

He just nestled in his arms obediently, allowing him to hold him like this and take him out.

Out of the main house, there is a short and delicate veranda outside, crossing the flowing spring and sycamore trees on one side. Although it is winter, it is not cold, but cool and gentle like early autumn; when walking, the fragrance of sycamore trees lingers Beside him, Rong Yi raised his head and saw a corner of the plaque in front of the main entrance, and the vermilion paint on the side was a little peeling off.

Rong Yi suddenly shouted: "I...remember! I...remember, this is..."

"This is your home? Little Fenghuang." Rong Qiu put him down and said softly, "I? I heard from people in Fenghuang Township that this mansion hasn't changed much because it was Ming Xing's childhood residence. , Every year, someone will come to repair and take care of it, and everything will be the same as when you were a child."

Rong Qiu lowered his voice, and told him earnestly and gently: "Little Fenghuang, we are going home."