I have a deep love for Zhenjun

53.

Sure enough, when Wo Yun came with the dowry the next day, although Fu Qing was still a little drunk, when he heard the reason for his visit, his face was longer than when he heard me say that he wanted to double cultivate with him. Very angry.

However, considering the etiquette, he didn't see off the guests directly, but sat there with his anger suppressed and listened to the words.I stood aside and watched the show. When I got closer, I could hear Fu Qing pinching the armrest.

Until Wo Yun unfolded yesterday's painting: "Qingying, this is the thousandth painting I just mentioned, and it is also the most proud work in my life. I named it 'Drunken Beauty'."

When I heard the word "beauty", my heart skipped a beat, thinking it would be worse.

As expected, when Fu Qing saw the contents of the painting, there was no expression on his face, the eyes of the phoenix were frosted, and the handrail was already pinched into powder.

He said coldly: "Zhenjun Woyun is really good at painting, I don't know where the rest of the paintings are now?"

Wo Yun was overjoyed, turned his head and handed over the picture of the drunken beauty to me temporarily, then took off the painting tube, took a few steps forward, and offered it to me graciously.

"It's all here."

Fu Qing took it, but didn't take a look at it distractedly.In his hand, the painting tube ended up like an armrest, and when blown by the wind, it turned into powder.

He laughed back in anger, and his tone was a bit gnashing of teeth: "Drunk, wine, good, human? I hate people to see me as a woman in my life. Zhenjun Woyun, please go back."

After finishing speaking, he gave me a wink: "Seeing off the guests."

I understood it, took a few steps forward, and gestured to see off the guests: "Zhenjun Woyun, how about...I'll see you off."

Wo Yun looked at Fu Qing, then at me, and smiled for a while, pretending to be chic: "How to deal with these paintings is entirely up to Qingying's wishes. The matter has come to an end, so I won't bother you. Farewell."

He spoke smartly, and walked smartly—well, he wasn't really smart.The ground was flat, but he almost tripped himself to the ground.

It's just that I didn't want to laugh this time, on the contrary, I felt a little sad.

Half for Wo Yun, half for myself.

There are not a few people in the fairy court who admire Fu Qing, but most of them never go beyond Lei Chi because of his desolate temperament that can only be seen from a distance.

Wo Yun and I are already one of the very few immortals who are willing to show their hearts.

Although Wo Yun always opposes me unilaterally, I have no hostility towards him, on the contrary, I feel a bit of sympathy for him.

I stared at the painting in my hand for a moment, then suddenly jumped and went out to catch up with Wo Yun.

"Zhenjun Crouching Cloud! Your painting!"

"So there is still one left." He turned around, glanced at the scroll lightly, and pushed it to me, "This painting is destined for you. It's a pity to throw it away, so you keep it."

"Isn't this your favorite work?"

He shook his head: "Thinking about it carefully, the 'Full Moon' I presented to Mr. Cui Wei at the Qianqiu Banquet six years ago is the most proud work of my life."

"All the immortals only know that this painting is full of people and the moon, and that there is an image of the red luan's joy in heaven, but they don't know that the moon is not a full moon, and the person is not a benevolent person... It's ridiculous. There is such a huge sky, but Qingying is the only one who understands the deep meaning of my painting." .”

"Long drought meets sweet dew, Langfeng meets bosom friend. I regard Qingying as the bosom friend I have been looking for for a long time, and I feel that he and I are a perfect match. It is a pity that the matter of affection cannot be forced."

After saying that, his eyes were very meaningful: "Take care." He waved his hand and summoned a cloud, his figure disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds, and he could no longer see clearly.

Emotional matters cannot be forced...

What if I have to force it?

I stood thoughtfully for a while, hung the scroll on my waist, and then walked back to Langfeng Palace.

Fu Qing was still sitting in his original position, seemingly in deep thought.Hearing the movement of me entering the door, he raised his eyes slightly and said, "He's gone?"

Because of his unfeeling behavior today, I was somewhat displeased, so I changed my usual chatter and replied in a muffled voice: "If Zhenjun is fine, I will go back first."

Fu Qing stopped me: "Wait."

I looked at him puzzled.

His eyes flickered: "Did I say something when I was drunk yesterday?"

I immediately wanted to ask him, you are quieter when you are drunk than when you are awake, what else can you say?

It's just that seeing that he was out of his mind, the teasing thoughts suddenly came alive again, I pretended to be embarrassed, and stopped talking: "Zhenjun, you..."

"Say." His voice was trembling, and he didn't know what he was afraid of.

"Zhenjun took my hand last night and kept telling me not to leave. I was tortured by you all night and I didn't sleep well."

Of course I lied to him.

But Fu Qing believed it, and stood there in a daze, with an extremely ugly expression on his face, secretly exerting force with his right hand, and pinched the handrail that had grown so hard into powder again: "You, if you dare to tell others about what happened last night—"

I hurriedly lowered my head: "Don't dare dare not dare."

After all, I feel unconvinced again.

I carried him back last night exhaustingly. If he didn't thank me, it's fine. Instead, he turned and threatened me. What's the reason?Fortunately, he met me. If he meets other immortals who are not easy to deal with, he will suffer.

I held back my anger and tried to persuade me: "True Monarch should be more gentle in the future."

Otherwise, if he scares away Woyun today, Yuxin tomorrow, and me the next day, then there will be no one around him.

Langfeng is extremely cold and miserable, he should feel lonely.

I don't want to see him lonely.

54.

Fortunately, until today, I still stand firm. Not only have I not been scared away by his year-round indifference, but I have also thick-skinned and stolen sporadic tenderness from him.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but squeeze his hand even tighter.

"No matter how much you regret and regret, many things are a foregone conclusion, and there is absolutely no possibility of starting all over again."

After speaking, I suddenly remembered the words that the person in the dream said to me earlier, and I felt that it was the most reasonable saying: "True Monarch, the past cannot be chased away. Besides... there is me. Your cousin is completely cured."

"Zhenjun will not be alone this time."

These words were sincere and almost moved me to tears.

After hearing this, Fu Qing didn't change his face: "You don't have to be brave. Take care of your own safety, and you don't need to worry about other things."

I know very well that he thinks that my cultivation base is low and I can't help much.

If it were normal time, I might still be sad for a moment.But now that I hold hands with him, I feel very happy, and I don't want to pay attention to his yin and yang, but deliberately misinterpret his meaning, and ask him softly: "Is Zhenjun caring about me?"

Fu Qing didn't say yes or no, but suddenly grabbed my hand instead.

When I reacted, I could no longer hear the sound of crackling sparks in my ears, and the whole territory was silent, as if a breeze was blowing, blowing out all the fierce fires around me.

I lowered my head, and my eyes fell on the overlapping hands of the two of us. After looking at them for a long time, I smiled lightly: "Then for Zhenjun, I will try my best to live longer."

Alas, I lied to him again.

I don't even have a few days left to live.

Although I made a decision before, but let me die calmly, I still feel a little bit uneasy.But this time, even if I was asked to die for his cousin immediately, I think I would be willing and without complaint.

As long as he is happy, I am happy too.

So love affairs are really no different from poison mixed with sugar.Knowing that there is an abyss ahead, but still willing to accept it.