I have a deep love for Zhenjun

181.

I don't know how many rounds I did, until the middle of the night, the clouds and rain finally cleared up.

I lay limp on the bed, my whole body was about to fall apart, and I was filled with regret and anger.

I regret that I didn't sleep well tonight, but I wanted to deliver it to Fu Qing's door.

I was so angry that I cried and begged for mercy for a long time, but he turned a deaf ear to me and put me in several unsightly poses, tossing and turning over and over again, not caring if the cloak was soiled or making me hoarse. stop.

Where did his courtesy, righteousness and shame go?Where did his self-denial go?

It is unreasonable to proclaim immorality.

I ground my teeth, stretched out two fingers to pinch his face, and wanted to pinch his face hard to relieve my hatred, but seeing his eyes watering and his face full of spring, I suddenly thought of "Unbearable." Shy' these four words.

I suddenly felt pity, and I was not willing to do this murderous thing after all.

Letting go, my fingertips slid across his face, stopped in front of his chest, and drew a circle as if there was nothing, I raised my eyes and smiled, and said darkly: "The real king is just so powerful."

Fu Qing's face was reddish, and with a wave of his left hand, he extinguished the lights in the house, tucked me in the quilt again, and called out: "Young Sheath."

Then there was silence.

I didn't say anything, I rolled my eyes, trying to find his silhouette in the darkness, thinking, what would he say to me?Will you propose marriage to me?If...he wants to propose marriage to me, then I will be merciful and ignore his faux pas tonight.

However, Fu Qing is so thin-skinned, won't it be too wronged for him to mention it first?

After a lot of thought, I held Fu Qing's hand, and was about to propose marriage before him, when I heard him write three words dryly: "Sleep silent."

There was a soft rustle, but after a while, silence returned.

He actually lay down and fell asleep!

My heart was filled with enthusiasm, I swallowed what I wanted to say, and shook off his hand bitterly.

What A Sheng said is right, if the tree really can't bloom, I shouldn't have extravagant hopes.No fun, no fun, no fun! !

I stared blankly and became sulking, and the fire in my heart was finally extinguished. Then I thought again, I had gone through untold hardships and painstaking efforts to invite this big Buddha back home to worship.

I can't bear to fight, and I can't bear to scold.

Forget it, what else?

What's more, I'm so tired, he can't play with me like this, can't it be easier than me?

I am used to having fun in bitterness, so I comforted myself in a different way, and finally got a little more balance in my heart. I twisted my body to find a place in his arms, closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep was nothing like a nightmare, and I slept very peacefully. When I woke up, it was already high in the sun.

I didn't sleep well, like an eight-legged spider catching its prey, wrapping Fu Qing tightly in my arms with its teeth and claws open.He should have woken up early, but he couldn't move because of his posture. He opened his eyes at this moment, but he didn't know where he was looking.

"Morning." It's rare to fall asleep with him, I'm not willing to let him go, I just want to keep this tender moment longer.

"It's getting late." He glanced at me and said calmly, "How long are you going to hold me?"

Come again and again.

I couldn't get used to him crossing the river and demolishing bridges, so I wanted to fight against him. I stretched out my arms and wrapped him tighter. Then I moved my face in front of him, raised my chin, and signaled: "Let go of you, Zhenjun." Give me a quick kiss."

Fu Qing frowned, hesitant to speak, I didn't even need to think about it, I knew he was going to reprimand me.

Alas, his swearing vocabulary is really lacking, and what he says is nothing more than "shameless" and "out of the question", without any other novel ideas.I'm tired of hearing it, why doesn't he get tired of talking?

I felt bored, and was about to get up, but unexpectedly, there was a soft touch on my cheek, like a dragonfly touching water, and it disappeared when I touched it.

"Satisfied?" A clear and lingering question came from my ear, like the smashing of broken ice in a porcelain bowl, which hit me with a heartbeat.

By the time his consciousness returned to the cage, Fu Qing had already escaped from my shackles, and his clothes were neatly dressed, especially the black cloak, which looked brand new without any trace of dirt, and there was no trace of how many ridiculous actions he had made on it last night.

When I saw this cloak in the past, I only felt cold and solemn, but looking at it now, it's...

Fu Qing stood by the bed, looked down at me, and said with a bit of displeasure in his tone, "Still getting up?"

I shook my head, dispelled those out of tune thoughts, and got up, and the quilt that covered me slid down, revealing the tragic marks all over my body.

Before I felt ashamed, Fu Qing turned his face away first, threw the folded clothes to me, and said concisely: "Put it on." No, you can only run away.

When I saw him leave, I didn't care to think too much, I tidied up a bit, and seeing that there was nothing wrong with his manner, I followed him out.

Fu Qing didn't go far, and his steps were very slow. I just trotted a few steps, and I was able to walk side by side with him.

He didn't speak, and I didn't speak. The two of them watched the pavilion tacitly. Seeing that the atmosphere was really awkward, I gritted my teeth and spoke first: "What's the plan for the true king today?"

"What do you ask this for?"

Before leaving the Fire Realm, I still have one wish unfulfilled.

"If Zhenjun is fine, why don't you go to Qiansang with me." I paused, "Go and visit an old friend of mine."

182.

When I arrived at Gansang, I could see two unshakable guards standing at the door from a distance. My eyebrows twitched and I stopped abruptly.

I can't let these two guards see my appearance. If I let them go to report the news, I will have to invite Jingshu to pester me again.

I don't want to overwhelm.

Pulling Fu Qing's sleeves, I asked him in a low voice: "Is there any way for Zhenjun to let us pass through the barrier here without anyone noticing?"

He glanced at me and didn't speak.

I knew very well that Fu Qing's temperament would not do some sneaky things, and I was thinking hard about how to explain to him, when the top of my head sank suddenly, and then, my eyes became extremely dark.

"What is this?" I don't know what kind of trick he was playing. He wanted to tear off the covering on his head, but his hand was gently held.

"Come with me."

I was startled, didn't say any more, followed him to pull forward, after walking for a distance, he whispered: "Stop."

I stopped nervously, and then, I heard the guard salute respectfully, and the two of them had a brief conversation. Just when I was relieved and thought that I had fooled through the customs, the guard suddenly changed the subject: "Qing Ying is really Jun, do you know who this is?"

Even if I can't look at it, I can still feel that probing gaze turning into a sharp blade, piercing through layers of barriers, and falling on my face.For a while, my heavy and unstoppable breathing echoed in my ears, gradually getting faster and faster.

Fu Qing took me behind him calmly, and I leaned my head on his back. I felt a little relieved, but I didn't dare to relax. Countless countermeasures quickly flashed through my mind, and I even gathered the wind secretly hand, only thinking that he will succeed with one blow later.

However, before I could make a move, Fu Qing had already accepted the man's words.

"It's my wife, he's afraid of life."

The wind blade in the palm of my hand slowly passed away, and all the sounds returned to nothingness at this moment, leaving only the three words "my wife", which turned into a life-threatening scimitar, hooking my three souls and seven souls without a trace, even In the end, Gan Sang didn't know how to get in.

After a long time, I finally regained my strength, and after a long while, I asked him: "Just now, Zhenjun..."

Before I could finish speaking, he stopped suddenly, and I was a little at a loss, so I swallowed my words again.After waiting for a while, seeing that there was still no movement, I felt a little anxious, so I wanted to take off the things covering my head, so as not to add to the upset.

Fu Qing pressed my hand and said, "Don't move."

I didn't move, silently feeling the temperature of his palm.Fu Qing's hands have always been cold, worse than the thousand-year-old ice, as if no matter how much he covered it, he couldn't cover it with heat.

Really... Can't you cover the heat?

"Shao She." His voice was condensed, as if extremely calm and composed, but the ending trembled inexplicably, "Marry me?"

Proposal for marriage is clearly a very solemn and solemn matter.When it came to him, love words, sweet words, soft-tongued words, all disappeared, not even a single superfluous word.

It's just his nature.

Maybe it was because I had already prepared in my heart, I didn't feel disappointed, instead I smiled and asked: "Why didn't Zhenjun marry me?"

He lowered his voice: "Presumptuous."

Anyway, there was something covering it, so he couldn't see my face, so I didn't blush or pant, but I tried to fool him: "You marry me, I will give you my heart and soul, I only have you in my eyes, and I won't go out If you are tired, I will squeeze your waist and beat your legs; if you are sleepy, I will bathe and change your clothes; if you are hungry, I will wash your hands and make soup for you. How about it, is this deal a good deal?"

Fu Qing actually thought about it for a while, and his tone was a little loose: "You won't be like this if you marry me?"

Naturally there is no difference, should he believe it?

Hearing his skeptical tone, I held back my laughter and continued to fool around: "Zhenjun, this is the rule of the world, the husband always loves his wife more."

He was silent for a moment, then asked again: "What should you do on a rainy day?"

rainy day...

"I'll hold an umbrella for you." I put away all my joking expressions, held his hand instead, and promised earnestly, "I won't let you get wet again."

183.

Passing through the sea of ​​flowers, I picked a few bright yellow flowers.I remember that when Qiansang reunited, Ah Sheng wore these flowers on her hair, she must have loved them very much.

Bending down, I placed these flowers in front of the stele, and my eyes fell on the stele, reading every word, intending to recover her old voice and smile through this hard and cold stone.

Fu Qing came over and stood by my side, seeing the words engraved on the stele, but didn't say anything, as if he wanted to wait for me to speak first.

My mind was blank, for a while, I smiled and said to him: "This is Ah Sheng, you met that day."

"Ah."

"I've forgotten her for a long time, but now I finally remember, but she's gone."

"...If you want to cry, just cry."

cry?Can't cry.

Since she made this choice, she definitely doesn't want to see me sad.

"Zhenjun, I told you earlier that when we arrive at Qiansang, I want to tell you a story."

More than a thousand years sounds very long, but it is as short as a snap of the fingers.

When I really talked about the past, I realized that all these incidents and incidents were just trivial things, which couldn't be more ordinary or ordinary.Because of this, I always think that there will be tomorrow after today, and next year after this year, so I never cherish every day we are together.

It is said that yesterday's day can't be kept, and it can't be recovered.

Why didn't you cherish it then?

I was talking on my own, and I was able to maintain my calmness at the beginning, and occasionally I could force a laugh when I talked about embarrassing things and anecdotes, maintaining the illusion of being careless.When I mentioned the word Yan Bing, my throat choked up, and I finally couldn't speak any more, and the hand hanging by my side couldn't restrain itself from trembling.

Fu Qing stretched out his cool palm, covered the back of my hand, and asked suddenly: "Do you regret it?"

"Regret what?"

"Regret for saving me."

"Regret." When I said this, I didn't dare to look at his expression, and my voice became lower and lower, "If I could save you, even if it cost my own life, I wouldn't hesitate, but this is The matter between me and you. I feel regretful, just because other people's lives are involved."

He was silent for a moment, then asked again: "Are you always like this?"

I didn't understand what he meant, and looked at him sideways, and he also turned his head and met my eyes, with a hint of anger in his tone: "Other people's lives are more important than yours?"

"Not necessarily. If it's someone I met by chance, it's not worth my troubles, but important people..." I paused, "For example, you, such as A Sheng, I would like to entrust everything, even my life."

He was unmoved, as if he was extremely angry, and his face was cold and frightening: "After the life is changed, the survivors will be grateful?"

I know the answer is no, after all, Yun Mo also said that it is easy to die, but difficult to live alone.

But am I really doing something wrong?

I just want to do my best to protect the important people around me.

It's just that they want to use this humble body to cover them with dirt and dust.

Before I could refute, Fu Qing grabbed my wrist and pulled it hard. I staggered a few steps forward and got very close to him, breathing inextricably entangled in one place. It seems to be arguing, but the tenderness between lovers.

But that is not the case at the moment.

I wanted to break free uncomfortably, but he caressed my face in a tolerant manner, forcing me to look up at him, and asked more and more sharply: "How many lives do you have to squander? Can you save everyone?"

I was stunned.Jingshu once said the same thing to me, she said——

"You want to save everyone except yourself, so you can't save anyone."

I wanted to save everyone except myself, so in the end, I couldn't save anyone.

Xu Shi saw that I was panicked, so Fu Qing closed his eyes, let go of my hand, fingertips lingered at the end of my eyes, and his voice was three points softer than that of caressing: "Ants are still stealing life. You have already If you become an immortal, you should understand that the word 'life' is the only one. It cannot be repeated, and it cannot be repeated."

"Shaohe, before saving others, you must first learn how to save yourself." He looked at me, "You can be more selfish."

"What about Zhenjun?" I asked subconsciously, "When you went to Lihuo, did you ever think about how to save yourself?"

I don't think he has.

Now, Cang Tian has become so weak to support Lihuo, but he can still fight Fu Qing and lose both sides.At that time, he had just ascended, and he might have had some luck in his heart, but he must have had the determination to die.

Sure enough, he said: "If I had understood this principle at the time, I would not have ended up in the situation I am in today."

Being regarded as the laughing stock of the Nine Borders and the Six Realms, being treated coldly by the closest relatives, runs counter to what one thinks.

One year, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, he has survived alone.

"I don't understand. They are your parents and your closest relatives in the world. Shouldn't you be happy to see you come back safely?"

"Never die in battle, live without retreating. In the Xianyin of the Eastern Pole, there is no need for a man who is blessed by a woman to survive."

It is absurd and sad that one would rather have that illusory honor than the life of one's own flesh and blood.

"They don't want you to live, so don't live for them." I stretched out my hand, smoothed his eyebrows, and persuaded him softly, "Live for me."

He closed his eyes and didn't say yes or no.In this strange silence, I was acutely aware of some uneasiness, and was about to find a definite response from him, but he turned his face away, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from me.

"Do you want to see Ah Sheng again?"

I looked at him in disbelief: "Can I... see her again?"

Fu Qing nodded: "Although her real body has merged with me, she has not completely disappeared. With the essence and blood as a guide, she can summon the world in the pot for a short time. There, you can see her for the last time."

The world in the pot, I have heard a little bit about it, it is the secret method created by Mrs. Fuyu Shanxiang, using the remnant soul as a medium, one can enter her sea of ​​consciousness for a glimpse, and those with advanced cultivation can even have a conversation with the remnant soul.

This method is usually for the purpose of ending the obsession of the dead and sending them back into reincarnation. It takes a lot of spiritual power to perform it. Fu Qing's body has not recovered to the original state. I will never let him take another risk just because of my own selfishness.

"Zhenjun, forget it, I don't want to see you anymore."

It doesn't matter if I don't see you at this time, when I return from the fire environment, I will find a suitable time to check Jingshu's tone, and I am not in a hurry to show it for a while.

Fu Qing turned a deaf ear to it, and before I could react, his fingertips had already slid across his wrist, and his flesh was flying, leaving a deep bloodstain.

"What are you doing?" My eyes were tearing apart, I stepped forward to stop his movements, but he set up a water prison beside me, blocking my way.

I tried everything I could, but I couldn't shake the water prison. There was nothing I could do, so I could only sternly yell at him, and when he ignored him, I begged softly.

At the end, I almost shed tears and said over and over again: "Zhenjun, if you have something to do, what should I do?"

Blood was dripping from his wrist, his whole body was covered with a layer of strange red light, and his pale gray pupils were reflected scarlet. At first glance, he seemed to be an evil ghost found in blood from hell.

The situation was both terrifying and familiar.

I was stunned, the hand holding the water fence was powerless, and my heart was beating like a drum for a moment. I saw the evil spirit raised his eyes and looked at me from a distance. After a long while, he actually smiled.

"At least, let me do one last thing for you."

184.

When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in Qiansang, but standing in a room with very familiar decoration, it was my residence in Guanshen Clan.

I followed my old memory and walked towards the inner room. Through layers of curtains and veils, under the sun and the setting sun, I saw a small and exquisite figure in the back, wearing a rosy light, combing a double flat bun, with a small yellow flower on each side.

"A Sheng?" I lowered my voice and slowed down my pace, for fear of disturbing her.

"Are you here?" She didn't turn her head back, she was still buried in her book, muttering, "I'll read it for a while, just for a while. You must not report me to Brother Yun, or else I won't talk to you anymore."

There was no greetings, as if this was just an ordinary day, there was no reunion after a long absence, no difference between life and death.

fair enough.

I kept telling myself not to be sad, at least in front of her, I couldn't be sad.However, all the self-control and calmness that had been pretended to be completely shattered the moment she heard her voice.

She didn't wait for me to speak for a long time, she sighed suddenly, and asked, "Brother, aren't you happy to see me?"

Happy, old friends reunited, how could you be unhappy?But if the reunion is followed by a farewell, how can such a reunion be happy?

I think... maybe I can understand why the Qiongfeiwan disciple chose to indulge in the dream and didn't want to wake up.All regrets and regrets can be fulfilled in dreams, who would want to live soberly, struggling to survive in the dark reality?

A Sheng closed the book with a 'snap' and turned to look at me.

She is still the same as ten years ago, her eyes are as emerald as green, clear and clear, without any impurities, as if she can see to the end with one glance.

"Unexpectedly, after going around for ten years, I still couldn't escape the words you said back then." She smiled, with a touch of emotion in her tone.

"Which sentence?"

"There is no feast that never ends." She lowered her eyes, "That day, you made a choice to leave me alone, and now I have also made a choice to leave my brother alone. What you want when you die is What I think when I go to death is to seek benevolence and gain benevolence, and not to be sad."

I was taken aback, and murmured: "How can...not hurt my heart?"

She got up and walked, reached forward with her hand, and held my hand, and I let her hold it, feeling the last trace of warmth with nostalgia.

"Then brother must remember this feeling well, because I have been like this every day for the past ten years."

I was speechless and could only nod my head.

She changed her words again: "I'm lying to you, brother just forget about me. The days will be long, I don't want you to suffer day and night."

I said shyly, "It should be so."

"It's coming again." She spoke coquettishly, and raised two fingers to lift the corners of my mouth, "Master's words are true, why does my brother always take all the responsibility on himself?"

I was teased by her into a smile, but my brows could not be loosened: "The master you are talking about... is Jing Shu? Without her, you would not die. Ah Sheng, did she treat you badly?"

When she heard the word Jingshu, the hands that had been rubbing round and flat on my face slowly stopped.

I stared at her face closely, but saw her shaking her head, with the same expression: "Master is very good to me. She just...doesn't follow her heart, obviously she has no evil intentions, but she wants to make everyone afraid of her .”

Nothing mean?I beg to differ.

In order to help Yun Mo overcome the catastrophe, she first wanted to take my life, but seeing that this plan failed, she wanted to use A Sheng as my scapegoat, and later she continued to sow discord between me and Fu Qing.

Looking at one thing alone, she is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Don't lie. If she treats you badly, brother will find justice for you."

"I'm not lying. Not only has the master never persecuted me, he even... can be said to be responsive to my requests."

I was skeptical and asked her, "Really?"

She nodded slightly: "In the past ten years, every time I want to see my brother, I rely on the master to change me into her appearance so that I can meet you. You and I watch the stars and the moon, serve flowers and grass... ...It's like going back to the days when I was in the Crown God Clan. Although I can't meet in person, I am content."

"The day of Qiansang, isn't it the first time you and I meet again?" No wonder I always feel an indescribable weirdness every time I see the real Jingshu later.

It turned out that it wasn't alone.

She smiled and said, "It's the first time I meet you in my real body."

I fell silent, recalling the past, only hating that I was really stupid.In the matter of the spirit fire back then, I mistook Jing Shu for A Sheng, and now, I mistook A Sheng for Jing Shu...

I thought it was a reunion after a long absence, but I never thought it was a day and night companionship.

There was a bitterness in my eyes, and I quickly changed the subject: "You don't like Fu Qing?"

At that time, she always said something to me, she watched the sky at night, and Fu Qing and I had a shallow fate, and the words were evil, it was an ominous phenomenon,

What else to say, people will humiliate themselves, and future generations will humiliate them.

No matter how stupid I am, I can still realize that she doesn't like Fu Qing, and even has hostility.

"I can't say whether I like it or not, but Ah Sheng always feels that you and Brother Yun are more suitable." She fiddled with the ends of her braided hair with an angry look on her face, "He doesn't want to make you sad, but that dead piece of wood doesn't matter." Same, gouge out your heart, take your blood, and always make you sad."

After finishing speaking, she flattened her mouth: "I don't want to see you sad."

Tears were about to burst, I quickly raised my head, and forced out an ugly smile: "Don't say that, Yun Mo already has a home, as for Fu Qing...he is very good to me now, don't worry."

"How could this be?" She looked puzzled, and her mood sank, "Brother Yun Man likes you so much that he can't bear the shadow of others in his eyes. You and him should be a match made in heaven."

"It's easy to be deeply in love, but it's hard to be in love with each other." I didn't know how to explain the cause and effect to her, so I could only vaguely explain it.

A Sheng seemed to understand but didn't understand, but he didn't ask any more questions, and said: "But according to brother's will. These matters, others really have no right to ask."

If it were the past, what she might say, I don't care, I don't care, you must be with Brother Yun, and so on.

It seems that during my absence, she has really grown up a lot, and she is no longer as willful as before.

I was both perplexed and relieved, and wanted to rub the top of her hair again, but my hands passed across her face without stagnation.

Seeing that I had caught nothing, I was startled. I don't know when, her figure has gradually become transparent, and it won't take long before it will disappear.

She is leaving.

she is leaving?

No, this is too hasty.When the two of us met, we didn't even have time to burn a stick of incense. How could she just leave like this?

I knelt and sat on the ground, sticking to her outline through the void, continuously sending spiritual power into it, trying to keep her longer.

A Sheng was surprised by my actions, lowered his head, and also noticed the strangeness in himself.

Instead of panicking, she was very relieved, and she could still ask me with a smile: "Brother, do you remember the first time we met?"

I remember that.

At that time, she was still unable to transform into a human form, and she was humiliated because of her half-demon body, and I happened to bump into her.I had no intention of meddling in this matter.There are many people on the other side, and I am single and weak. For the sake of someone I met by chance, there is really no need to push the limelight.

I have always been like this, I don't hear anything outside the window, I am comfortable and happy.

Why I saved her at that time, in fact, even I can't say it myself, maybe it was just a whim and a whim.

How could she... remember it for so long?

"Since you saved me, I have been connected with your destiny. It has not changed for thousands of years, and life and death will never change."

"And the ending between me and you has nothing to do with others, and it was doomed as early as that day."

"So don't be sad."

Asheng stood up and stretched out his hand to me. I looked up at her, as if I had returned to Qiansang more than a thousand years ago.

On the snowy ground, the girl dragged her fluffy fox tail, showing her pointed fox ears, and stretched out her hand to me, trying to pull me up from the ground.

She said her hands weren't dirty and she wanted to stay with me and asked if I could take her home?

They are similar, but not the same.

Ah Sheng has grown up, no longer cowardly, willful, or savage.Those eyes are now bent into a bright crescent shape, and she asked softly, "Brother, is my tail really pretty?"

"……nice."

These two words almost drained all the energy in my body, I closed my eyes and wept silently.

The world in the pot is usually for the obsession of the dead, and it turns out that this is her obsession.

185.

After a long time, I heard the slight wind passing by my ears, and I knew that I had returned to Qiansang at this time, but I dared not open my eyes no matter what.Only in this way can we tell ourselves that A Sheng hasn't left yet.

The sound of footsteps came from my ears, and they stopped beside me.

The tears still didn't stop, dripping quietly.After a while, I said in a low voice: "My Ah Sheng has grown up, I am very happy, but I hope that it will be great if she never needs to grow up."

"..."

"Will she have an afterlife?" I murmured.

The destruction of the real body means the destruction of body and spirit, but there is still an afterlife to speak of?

At least... let me do my part for her, in exchange for her peace and joy in the afterlife.

Suddenly there was a slight chill on my face, I shivered, and couldn't help opening my eyes, it turned out that Fu Qing stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of my eyes.

"I always seem to make you sad."

He lowered his eyes and looked at me, his voice was even more bleak than withered grass.

"I will not do it again."