I have a deep love for Zhenjun

178.

I stared at the bamboo grove that was already empty, and didn't move for a long time. After a long time, I said in a daze, "Why?"

Maybe it's because there are too many things to ask, and today, I find that I have no choice but to use these abrupt and slightly vague three words to scribble these unresolved old bad debts, grievances and hatreds. After leaving a few strokes, I hurriedly finished.

"Whatever you want, you will get what you want." Yun Man's voice was light, exactly the same as what he said that year on Zhuchun Cliff, "And what you hate will be tormented in the sea of ​​​​suffering every day, and you will never be able to live forever." relief."

I vaguely felt astringency in my eyes, as if I was a little sad, but I didn't know why I was sad.

After a short moment of silence, he laughed suddenly, and said something completely irrelevant to the current situation: "The moon of Xuandan..."

"It's so round."

He said the last three words lightly and softly, like the lingering whispers between lovers, but with a sense of sadness.

179.

When he returned to Langfeng Palace, the four hours that he had set with Fu Qing had already passed.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he raised his eyes, a little displeased, and wanted to chastise me a few words, but when he saw that I was out of my mind, his expression changed a few times, and he didn't say anything in the end.

I've always been noisy around him, and it's rare for me to be silent at this moment. After looking at him for a while, I stepped forward and sat down next to him, and then took a sneak peek at him, seeing that he didn't resist, and seemed to be advancing an inch Resting her head on his shoulder.

Fu Qing's body froze, as if he was a little cramped, and he didn't know what he wanted to do. He raised his hand for a while, then dropped it for a while, and finally put it squarely in front of his leg, coughed lightly, and asked, "What's wrong? "

His voice was cold, but at this time, he was soft and soft, adding some indescribable charm.

I shook my head and said nothing.

"Aggrieved?"

I still shook my head.

"What's the matter?" He is not a coaxer, and he has never had such patience. Seeing me holding back my words at this moment, the tenderness before was fleeting, and his voice suddenly sank.

"..."

I really don't know what's wrong with me, and I don't know how to talk to him about it.

Obviously I got the Cangtian token as I wished, but I couldn’t be happy anyway. I just felt that there was an impenetrable net in the sky—woven by countless uneasiness and fear rushing upwards, and it was about to kill me. engulf it.

So far, there are many things I can't figure out.

Jing Shu told me that after Zhu Chunya said goodbye, Yun Min had already forgotten her past and could start over from the beginning, and she told me not to obstruct her anymore, I believed it.

But when we meet today, with just a few words, we can see that he knows the past of me and Fu Qing like the back of his hand, and he has all the insights, and he really doesn't look like he has forgotten the past.

Previously, I thought it was the effect of Phoenix Cry, but I only regarded it as drunken words without deep thought.But now that he thought about it, his eyes were so clear, how could he seem drunk?

Furthermore, Lihuo Realm belongs to the Immortal Realm, which is very important.He gave me the token of Cangtian, isn't he afraid that if I don't notice, the monsters in the realm will flee, causing turmoil in the Nine Borders and Six Realms?

……

Or is there no so-called... monster in it?

The more he thought about it, the more he could not help frowning.

I don't like the fire environment, because as soon as I mention these three words, I will fall into the nightmare many years ago again, with countless charred corpses in the fire, neatly arranged in rows before my eyes .

They opened their mouths wide, and there was clearly nothing in their mouths, but I could still hear their mournful voices, shouting all the time——

"pain."

A chill ran up my spine, I shuddered, and suddenly closed my eyes, trying to numb myself with the darkness, but no matter what, I couldn't avoid the blazing cage.

Yes, I am afraid.

But what am I afraid of?

Is it because of the fear of crying blood?Are you afraid of this horrible scene?Was it because he was afraid of facing those charred corpses?Or are you afraid to face the responsibilities that... should be borne by me?

My heart suddenly lifted up, full of guilt, pain, and remorse, and countless negative emotions intertwined, invisible and tightly strangled my throat, almost forcing me to breathe.

At this moment, a very faint fragrance of plum blossoms hit me from the side, turning into the most unpredictable cloud in the mountains, enveloping me.

Cold and gentle, aloof and restrained.

Smelling this aroma, the darkness was no longer darkness, but was shattered by those candles that were lit one after another, and there seemed to be a soft voice echoing in my ears——

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you away."

Who will take me away?

He will take me away?

He'll... take me away.

I breathed slowly, and slowly came to my senses. With the posture of Fu Qing holding me in his arms, I buried him deeply in his arms, thinking silently, as if... As long as I am by Fu Qing's side, I will never feel Fear, never feel uneasy.

why?

Because I'm not alone anymore?

Thinking of this, I unexpectedly asked a question: "Zhenjun...will you stay with me forever?"

Alas, the four words "make progress with an inch" must have been tailor-made for me.

At the beginning, I only thought that I would be satisfied if I could see Fu Qing every day, but later on, I hoped that he would fall in love with me, and now that I finally got it, I started pressing on every step of the way, coveting his eternity up.

It is said that greed is not enough, it will only backfire, and he has not forgiven the mistakes I made before. If I ask him this way, will he think I am greedy and annoying?

But... the words have been spoken, and there is absolutely no reason to take them back.

I was somewhat hopeful and apprehensive, and couldn't help pricking up my ears, wanting to hear how he would answer. However, I waited for a long time, but Fu Qing didn't make a sound, but only exerted a little force to hug me tightly. Tighter.

My shoulders hurt a little from being strangled, but my heart seemed to hurt even more.

For some reason, the previous slight but sharp pain reappeared, as if countless dense needles pierced my flesh, pierced into my heart mercilessly, and then pulled out forcefully.

Ups and downs, never peace.

I looked confused and couldn't help but want to raise my head, but was held down by Fu Qing and couldn't move anymore.

His continuous breathing came from above his head, steady and regular, light and shallow, as if it would soon disappear with the perennial breeze in Langfeng Palace, and disappear without a trace.

179.

After that day, Fu Qing was always depressed, staring at the blank rice paper on the table all day long.

I thought maybe I said something wrong again, which made the Buddha unhappy, so I tried every means to amuse him.

However, I was not born with this talent, so I often teased myself first, and when I remembered Fu Qing, he had already walked away with a straight face, and only dropped four words that struck the floor——

"I don't know."

In the end, I was really at the end of my rope, thinking that he might still be worried about the previous wood carving, so I took advantage of the spare time, holding a carving knife, and concentrated on carving a few strokes on the crown god wood.

Thanks to the time in Fanqiuzhai, I don't even need to deliberately recall, Fu Qing's facial features are already clear in my eyes.With this momentum, it didn't take long to carve out a general idea of ​​the wood under his hand.

I looked at it happily for a while, and then thought again, if there is only one wood carving, it would seem too lonely if it is placed on the table alone.

It is a good sign to be in pairs.

Thinking about it, I took another piece of wood and planned to spend more time carving a me.

After the matter is completed, put these two wooden carvings in the most conspicuous position in the house. Anyone who enters this room must clearly understand that Fu Qing belongs to me, and I belong to him, and no one else is allowed to intervene.

This is a bit like a declaration of sovereignty.

It's strange, I obviously didn't care about these tedious details before, but now it's more serious.

180.

By the time the two woodcarvings were completed, it was already three days later.

I grabbed the quilt and tossed and turned for a long time, but I couldn't fall asleep. There was only one thought in my mind, and that was to see Fu Qing as soon as possible.

I didn't make it until tomorrow morning, so I got out of bed in the dark, and took advantage of the darkness to tiptoe open the door of Fu Qing's room.

There was still light through the window sills, so he must have not fallen asleep.

Sure enough, as I expected, Fu Qing was standing behind the hollow pine screen, with his back to me, undressing.

Facing the clusters of dim candlelight, one could vaguely see that the black cloak had faded halfway and was hanging loosely on his arms.Hearing the sound of footsteps, he paused for a moment, but didn't look back. He flicked his sleeves slightly, and put the cloak back on his body again.

Only then did I walk out of the screen, turned my face sideways, and stared at me with phoenix eyes: "What's the matter?"

I wanted to give him a surprise, so naturally I refused to tell the truth, put my hands behind my back, and tried to confuse him with a few nasty words: "I really miss Zhenjun, does Zhenjun miss me?"

He lowered his face: "It's already late at night, please respect yourself."

I was a bit dumbfounded, and really wanted to get close to his ear and ask him if it was my tricks or his tricks.But on the other hand, I love his disdainful attitude, his lofty and noble attitude, and every time I meet him, I can't help but make a few teasing words.

"So what?" I approached him step by step, chattering nonchalantly, "Is there anything you haven't done between us?"

Fu Qing saw that I was getting closer and closer, almost clinging to his body, his expression of stillness and stillness finally failed, he frowned tightly, and stretched out his hand to push me away.

He seemed to be refusing to greet him, he didn't exert much force, at most he could scratch me an itch, but I took a step back and looked at him sadly: "Zhenjun, it hurts so much."

"..."

Although Fu Qing didn't believe that I was really in pain, he didn't dare to stretch out his hand to push me anymore, so he could only be forced back step by step, and went straight to the window lattice, there was no way out.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, he simply closed his eyes, and turned his head to the side, revealing the ear that was comparable to Danxia - which was in contrast to the flowing fire beads hanging from the top of his head.

If it wasn't for the inaccurate situation, I would have laughed my ass off, his current posture is really like those good women who are bullied and oppressed by bullies, empty of resentment but dare not speak out.

I didn't have any thoughts in my heart. Seeing him bear the humiliation so hard, I didn't want to tease him any more. Instead, I raised the hand behind my back and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Clang lang lang lang—! Look what this is!"

Hearing the sound, Fu Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes, revealing those light gray eyes like a clear spring.Seeing him cast his gaze, I quickly cleared my throat and started to speak the words I had prepared these days.

"Stop!" I shook the wooden sheath on my right and choked out, "Who's here?"

Immediately afterwards, he shook the wooden Fuqing on his left, and lowered his voice, "I am the master of Dongji, Qingying Zhenjun. In front of him is He Fang Xiaoxiao, who dares to block my way."

Speaking of this, I remembered the previous failures and lessons, and took a moment to glance at Fu Qing.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the wood carving in my hand, his expression was calm, and he didn't know whether he liked the play or not, but fortunately he didn't turn his head and left this time, it seemed that he didn't have any dislike.

I felt relieved and continued the play.

"What about the master of the East Pole and the master of the West Pole, I will tell you today, I opened this road, and I planted this road. Even if you are the emperor above the nine heavens, you have to obey me obediently."

After finishing speaking, I held Fu Qing's usual tone of voice, and snorted strangely, "Speak, what do you want? I can grant one of your wishes."

"Wish?" I lengthened the ending, turned my face sideways, looked at Mu Mu Fuqing, and pretended to ponder for a moment, "Can I make any wish? Then I said I want to double cultivate with you, will you agree?"

When mentioning Shuangxiu, I thought of the joke that happened ten years ago, and Fu Qing's pale and pale face, I couldn't help but smile a little, and the scolding words came at my fingertips: "It's unreasonable to prostitute yourself in the daytime! "

Hearing this, Fu Qing coughed, with a slightly uncomfortable expression, and called my name in a deep voice: "Shaohe."

Seeing that he finally reacted to these tricks of mine, he naturally refused to give up all his previous efforts, and stopped singing oboe single-mouthed. He directly approached the deity and said with a smile, "I don't want to? Then I'll be a little bit wronged. If you kiss me, I'll give you a kiss." let you go, huh?"

"..."

Fu Qing looked at me silently with those clear and phoenix eyes hanging down. I was a little apprehensive by his weird stare, and couldn't help retreating.

"Why don't you talk? Well, well, the last thing I want to be abrupt is a beautiful woman. If that's the case, then I'll take a step back and just smile at me."

"..."

He still didn't speak, but his face was a little closer to me, his face was as stagnant as water, and it seemed that there were layers of ripples fainting.

"I... Let me tell you, I will never give in again. I said it was a double cultivation, but now I just want you to laugh. This is a loss-making business. I lost money to death. If it weren't for you—— "

My wrist was suddenly grabbed, I closed my voice, and lowered my head in bewilderment.

Fu Qing took my hand, and slowly approached the two wooden carvings that were far away until they met face to face, making a very soft sound.

At first glance, it seemed as if they were really kissing each other.

"He is willing." Fu Qing said.

I was confused, and before I could figure out what he meant, my chin was raised and I greeted him with a long kiss, not with the lingering hostility like last time, but with some restraint tenderness.

The strings in my brain broke completely, and it was easy for him to pry my teeth open, and the tip of my tongue tentatively tapped, and we broke up immediately after touching, and then we entangled more passionately and wantonly.

The time of this kiss is like the changing of the sun and the moon, the ebb and flow of the tide, with no end in sight.

His breathing was terribly hot, and he covered me a little bit, and his limbs were even more crispy and numb, and he almost couldn't stand firmly.Not only that, but my mind was also dizzy, and I couldn't think of any thoughts. I just remembered to firmly hold the wood carvings in my hand, so as not to let them fall to the ground and be covered with dust.

By the time I regained my senses, I was already pressed on the bed, the headband that tied my hair was thrown somewhere in the room, and the clothes were hanging loosely on my body, and they were still in the process of fading.

No, out of order!I scolded myself inwardly.

Looking up at Fu Qing again, although his clothes are fairly neat, the corners of his eyes are already stained with an indelible red, which is extremely gorgeous, against his jade-white face, revealing a deep lust.

It turned out that after the ice and snow that never melted all year round melted, there was boundless spring scenery.

He leaned forward, as if he was going to kiss me again, I was startled, I quickly resisted him, and asked pantingly: "I don't... just want you to smile?"

Why, why are they kissing and hugging each other, and there is a tendency to develop towards double cultivation?

"Aren't you not doing business that loses money?" He asked me back.

Which fool in this world would like to do business at a loss?It stands to reason that if he is willing to take the initiative to get close to me, I will surely make a profit, but why do I want to see his smile more than the double cultivation that I have been thinking about for so long?

If he doesn't smile, will my hard work these days be considered wasted or not?And the rhetoric that I have practiced hard for so many days, is it considered in place or not?

"I don't care, anyway...you have to laugh first."

"Whether I laugh or not, is it really that important?"

"Of course it's important." I didn't think about it, "Otherwise, why do you think I'm walking around in front of you these days? And my hand was cut several times by a knife, and it hurts like hell."

I didn't lie to him this time, it's true that I got a cut, but this is just an ordinary carving knife, even if there is a wound, it will heal quickly by itself, without leaving a scar.

Fu Qing was silent, picked up a strand of my hair with his fingertips, and rubbed it non-stop. After a long while, he said softly: "Fool."

It sounded like a scolding, but it was more of a sigh.

I saw that his tone was loose, and I immediately climbed up the pole: "Then is the real gentleman still angry with me?"

He didn't answer any more, but just took my hand away from his chest, opened my fingers one by one, took out the wooden carving I was holding and put it aside, bit my ear lightly, and said vaguely: "Here I undress."

I was pressed by him, unable to get up, tried to push him, but couldn't move, only a piece of jade-like neck was pierced in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see anything else.

Helpless, he could only stretch out his hand, groping to find the double lapel of the cloak.

Unexpectedly, after touching and touching, I unexpectedly found that the crane feathers on the sleeves of this cloak were dense and soft. After touching it once, I couldn't help touching it a second time. He undressed.

Seeing me like this, Fu Qing guessed something, whispered in my ear and asked, "Like it?"

I nodded hurriedly.

His voice became hoarse: "Then don't take it off."

Thin and dense kisses fell on my face, rolling from my ears to the end of my eyes, I was tickled by his kiss, giggled, and twisted non-stop.

He was disturbed by my twisting, so he simply clamped my hands together and raised them to the top of his head, and then freed the other hand to loosen the crown of hair, and the hair fell down his shoulders like a cloud, he was not as cold as before, On the contrary, there is a bit of coquettishness that does not match it.

I was fascinated by watching, and there was only one thought in my mind, if Fu Qing wanted to take my life now, I would give it to him, without even blinking.

But he obviously didn't want to kill me, he just wanted to take off my clothes, I was bewitched by the beauty, I let him do it, and I didn't want to struggle any more, just——

Although I was the one being spoiled, but considering Fu Qing's upright temperament, we are not yet married, if he doesn't say anything, he might think I'm too frivolous.

I gritted my teeth, and still made that ridiculous statement.

"Zhenjun, don't be afraid, I will take responsibility for you."

He looked dazed for a moment, and he probably felt that this remark was very ridiculous. The corners of his mouth seemed to be bent, but he didn't laugh out loud. Sigh: "Fool."