I have a deep love for Zhenjun

19.

The night before going to the Qiansang tribe, I had an inexplicable dream.

The spring breeze blows, and the tangerine flowers rustle down, like a never-ending snow.In the rain of flowers all over the sky, I divided the flowers and brushed the willows, and moved forward aimlessly.Pause and pause, I don't know how long I walked, I blinked, and even vaguely saw the outline of a figure.

The man stood at the end of the Tanghua forest, his face and posture seemed to be shrouded in a layer of clouds and mist, which seemed illusory and unreal.

The strange thing is that although I can't see his face clearly, I feel inexplicably at ease.

He must be looking at me quietly and tenderly at this moment.

I stepped forward, trying to get closer to him.It's only a foot away, but no matter how hard I try, I can't get any closer to him.Seeing this, he shook his head slightly to indicate to me, his voice was distant and indistinct.

I obviously didn't hear anything clearly, but my heartbeat suddenly became fast and anxious.

I waved at him, a little anxiously: "Say it again!"

He stopped talking, just raised his hand, sent the wind to send a few plain white tangerine flowers, the petals fluttered, like fluttering butterflies, around my hands and shoulders, lingering on my lips for a moment, and finally stopped softly on me in front of you.

There was snow in front of my eyes, I couldn't see it, but I could hear it clearly.

What he said was-

"The day of yesterday must not be left behind."

20.

The next day, when I saw Fu Qing, he had a pair of unsightly walnut eyes, and his appearance was haggard, which didn't match his celestial demeanor and fine clothes.

I don't know why, after waking up last night, I never closed my eyes again, just weeping silently, sitting by the bed all night like a clay sculpture in samadhi.

With a wooden face, I greeted him sleepily: "Master Zhenjun."

Fu Qing responded lightly, looked at me, hesitated to speak: "You—"

I thought he was concerned about me, and waved his hand: "I am fine, Lord Zhenjun, don't worry about it."

Who knew that his next sentence would be: "Are you dressed like this?"

I lowered my head to look at my clothes, I clearly changed into a new one today, but it's just that I haven't worn it for a long time, and the hem of the clothes is a little wrinkled.I thought I had made all the preparations today, and asked him doubtfully, "Is there anything wrong?"

He hated me for not being aware of it, he flicked his sleeves, and said in a smug manner: "I don't look clean."

I had no choice but to spread my hands: "Then I'll change another one?"

Fu Qing said coldly: "No need."

I was thinking about whether he said no need to tell me "don't change clothes" or "don't go with him", when I saw a well-dressed fairy come out from the main gate, with a good appearance and eyes. Do not squint.

She walked up to me and presented me with a dress.

I am worried.

Fu Qing is giving me clothes?

Or let me watch him wear it?

I really couldn't see through Fu Qing's intentions, and hung my hands above my clothes, hesitating and not moving.

Fu Qing said: "Put it on."

After the golden mouth was opened, I took the clothes carefully, unfolded them slowly, and shook them twice.Although I don't have any idea about the material of the clothes, when I touch it with my hands, I have a clue in my heart, which is not unusual.

Thinking of this, I laughed at myself for making a fuss again.Which of the things Fu Qing took out was not expensive?

Looking at the color again, it's either black or white, and it's Fu Qing's taste at a glance.

Thinking of this, while I was flattered, I couldn't help but have some doubts: "The clothes of Lord Zhenjun, I'm afraid I'm wearing too much."

Fu Qing is more than half a head taller than me, if I had put his clothes on, he would have dragged the floor half a foot.Isn't this a waste of things?

Unexpectedly, I pretended to be sentimental, Fu Qing gave me a cold look: "Who told you that it was my clothes?"

Xian'e, who was standing beside her, covered her mouth and smiled, and said softly: "My little fairy, why don't you try it on first."

I looked at this fairy sister with a gentle face, she didn't look like someone who was waiting to see my joke, so I put on my clothes suspiciously, stood on the spot and turned around twice.

fit.

Sniff it, there is still a fragrance.

I asked, "What does it smell like? It smells so good."

That fairy'e responded: "Smoke Wu Chenxiang."

I didn't know what Wu Chenxiang was, so I nodded vaguely, rolled up my sleeves again, and fondled it for a long time, until Fuqing spoke coldly, interrupting my complacent self-pity.

"gone."

Only then did I remember the ups and downs, and Dian Dian ran up to him to show off: "Master Zhenjun, is it good-looking?"

Fu Qing frowned again, looking at me with bitterness and hatred.I couldn't wait for his response for a long time, and I was trying to find another topic when I suddenly heard him say, "It's still eye-catching."

I was overjoyed, and got excited again, and asked him after him: "Have you already prepared this clothes for me?"

"How did Master Zhenjun know my size?"

"Master Zhenjun?"

"Master Zhenjun!"

Fu Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled in a low voice: "Shut up." The voice was indifferent, but the expression on the face was difficult to distinguish.

I shut my mouth obediently and stared at him with a smile.

His eyes darkened slightly, he didn't know if he was more annoyed or more helpless: "You are really making progress."