I have a deep love for Zhenjun

The end of Ren Zhaohua's arrangements was that my master and I were divided into two palace courtyards that couldn't get together.The Candle Flower Tower is in the east, and the Biyue Pavilion is in the west, separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

I didn't like it, I stayed by the master's side and refused to move, clamoring for another place to live.

Zhaohua looked at me with a half-smile, and said no, Linlang Tianque only had these two vacant palaces left.Either live in candlelight, or sleep on the ground.

Although I didn't believe his nonsense, I had nothing to do with him. I could only tug at my master's sleeve and plead in a low voice: "How about I live in Biyue with my master? Candle Flower and Biyue are so far apart, and there are many things to take care of." It's inconvenient to get up."

Before the master could speak, the God of Plague was like a ignited firecracker, and he said strangely: "Why don't you look in the mirror? Brother Yun may not want to share the bed with you."

What sharing a bed!My face was flushed, and I quickly explained: "Master, don't listen to his nonsense, I am not..."

"Zhuluo." The master interrupted me and smiled softly, "Since that's the case, you don't need to follow me these few days. If you have nothing to do, you can let your brother take you around. After all, this Linlangtianque The scenery is more familiar to my brother."

Having been with him for many years, I can naturally hear the deep meaning of every word he says.Just like this sentence, it seems to be discussing with me, but it is not.

This is an order that cannot be disobeyed.

I had no choice but to nod: "Zhu Luo obeys."

Even so, I insisted on sending the owner back to the room first.Seeing that the door was half closed, I took a few steps forward in a mysterious way, stretched out my hand to hold the door frame, and gave several instructions.

The master responded with a smile, and then said that it was getting late and told me to go to bed early.After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes, his gaze stopped on my hand, and very tactfully signaled that I could let go.

Reluctantly, I traced his eyebrows and eyes with my eyes before letting go.But in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared behind the cold door, and he was no longer clearly visible.

"Looking at it further, it's almost dawn." No matter how I heard this voice, it didn't taste like a plague god who specializes in tearing down people's red lines.

I gouged out Zhaohua's eyes, turned my head and walked east, and said angrily: "Even if you see the dawn, don't worry about it."

Before he had gone a few steps, his collar was grabbed from behind again.I took a deep breath and was about to explode when I heard him say, "East is not that direction."

I thought of how confident I was just now, my face turned green and pale, and I felt speechless.

"Stupid." Zhao Hua sighed.

When I arrived at the Candle Flower Tower, I spent three sticks of incense.

I'm too lazy to pursue Zhaohua's deliberate detour, and I don't want to waste my time saying goodbye to him.He rushed into the room with a stride, trying to shut him out.

It's a pity that the chess missed in the end, Zhaohua had sharp eyesight and quick hands, put his toes against the crack of the door, narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and looked extremely displeased.

"Leave now? You don't have anything to say to me?"

I didn't want to make extravagance, so I restrained my anger and persuaded me softly: "Young Master Zhaohua, it's getting late at night, please go back early and rest."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Zhaohua was persuasive and persuasive: "What did you tell Brother Yun just now?"

I understood that he wanted to have fun with me again, but I couldn't pretend to be docile, so I sneered repeatedly: "Don't even think about it!"

"After saying this, these are yours." Zhaohua shook the food box in his hand, and his tone was a little lighter, quite seductive.

Thinking of Xuesi soup, I was a little shaken, but thinking of the vicious and vicious temper of the person in front of me, this wavering disappeared without a trace.

I kicked at the pair of expensive-looking boots: "If you say no, you don't. You hurry up, I'm tired."

Zhaohua didn't move, and stared at me strangely.The light gray pupils reflect the clear moonlight, and the pulse is flowing, and the spring water is slightly rippling.

I was terrified of being stared at, and felt that this person in front of me was really incomprehensible, how could he refuse to listen to scolding, or beat him away?

But in the end, he is just a passer-by we met by chance, so I don't need to work hard to delve into his thoughts.It's better to send him back as soon as possible, and then roll into bed and get a good night's rest, so that he can have the energy to find his master tomorrow.

"Young Master." I couldn't help it, so I had to say in a deep voice, "It's late at night and the dew is heavy, remember to cover with two more layers of quilts, so you don't get cold."

The ending sound was deliberately accentuated, with a bit of gnashing of teeth.In fact, I wish he would go to bed at night without covering him with the quilt, and he would have something wrong with the cold, so that he would not have the energy to torment me the next day.

Only then was Zhaohua satisfied, and lazily said "um", and stuffed the food box into my arms: "Then, I will reward you."

Seeing that he was about to leave, I hurriedly said: "Wait a minute." Thinking about it, the snow silk soup is in my hand, is there any reason not to drink it?But before that, I need to confirm one thing.

He opened the food box, picked up the small silver spoon placed on the side, and handed it to him: "Take a sip first."

Zhaohua didn't raise his hand to take it, but just turned back and forth on my hand and the food box with eyes full of deep meaning, and opened his mouth, the intention was self-evident.

Brazen, promiscuous | slutty!

I gritted my teeth, meditating on not wasting food, and resisted the urge to put these two bowls of porridge soup on his face.Angrily scooped up a spoonful of snow shreds and poured it into his mouth.

Zhaohua didn't expect me to be like this, and was choked by Xuesi and coughed several times.Perhaps he didn't want me to see him in a mess, so he closed his eyes patiently, covered his lips with his sleeves, the end of his eyes was moistened with a faint red color, and he looked quite pitiful.

My heart softened inexplicably, knowing that I had done something wrong, I wanted to bow down to him and apologize, but I couldn't save face.After a long silence, I softened my voice and asked him, "Young Master, how does it taste?"

"...somewhat sweet."

When I heard Zhaohua speak, I looked at his face quite anxiously, and was surprised to find that he was still not angry, and could even be called amiable.

Weird weird.

In the past, he would have to retort, saying "How does it taste, you will know after tasting it yourself?", and then repeat my behavior and old tricks before giving up.

It will never be as easy to pass as it is today.

"Have you ever treated Brother Yun like this?" After finishing speaking, Zhaohua stared at me with that inexplicable look again, and the goosebumps almost fell all over my body.

I do.The master doesn't even like me touching him, so how could he allow me to do this to him?

My mood suddenly fell, and I didn't bother to talk to the plague god anymore. I scooped up several mouthfuls of snow silk with the silver spoon in my hand as if venting, and my face was puffed up.

Seeing that he is fine after taking it for so long, there should be nothing... poison in it?

Unexpectedly, Zhaohua suddenly took a few steps back, the movement was so loud that even I couldn't help watching it distractedly.There is a glazed sky lantern hanging from the eaves, fluttering with the wind, the spiritual fire's light poured down on him like a waterfall between the cliffs, and unexpectedly reflected the snow-cut jade face with a thin red.

"what happened to you?"

I swallowed the snow silk in my mouth, and looked at Zhaohua puzzledly, but saw that his complexion was getting redder and redder, and he was about to compete with the ever-victorious Frost Leaf of Fuyu Mountain.

He didn't make another sound, and quickly turned around and left, like avoiding a poisonous snake, a scourge, and a beast.

I spat, inexplicably.

Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration, as if enlightened, I thought through his abnormal behavior thoroughly.

Blushing...is a sign of poison!It turns out that this porridge soup is really weird!I didn't expect that I was so cautious, but I still followed the way of this plague god.

Abominable!

I threw down the food box, held on to the door frame and retched, thinking viciously while vomiting, this Zhaohua is really vicious, in order to trick me, he did not hesitate to test the poison with himself.Next time if I believe in his evil again, I will write the word "Zhu Luo" upside down.

Thanks to Zhaohua, I tossed and stayed up all night.When the sky was just dawn, I groped to get up, wanting to go out to find the master.

As soon as he opened the door, he was dazzled by a thorn red.

I rubbed my eyes, and it turned out that the God of Plague was standing in front of my door, wearing a bright red dress, dressed like a beautiful peacock.

I remembered the hatred of last night, walked past him without saying a word, and slapped him hard as if to vent my anger.

Zhaohua was not idle either, he stretched out his hand to grab my collar, and said in a ghastly tone, "When you see me, don't you know how to say hello?"

I turned my head, looked him back and forth a few times, and pretended to suddenly realize: "It turns out to be Shaojun. I was just thinking that it was a male peacock from some family who came to my door and opened its tail."

"You also think the young master's clothes look good?" Zhaohua didn't hear the sarcasm in my words, and his expression was quite complacent.Raise your hands to trim your temples, and fiddle with the hem of your clothes, and you have never been idle.

I don't know what's wrong.

But don't tell me, it's really pretty.Wearing this bright red body on him, it doesn't look gaudy at all, on the contrary, it sets off his skin better than snow, with black eyes, a bit of peach blossoms born in spring——

I snapped back to my senses and pinched myself hard.

This plague god didn't hurt me enough last night, but today he tried to confuse my mind with beauty tricks.He miscalculated. I am sincere and devoted to my master, so I will not be seduced by him so easily.

"It's not good-looking." I looked away, and said with a guilty conscience, "Your red dress is gorgeous and vulgar, how can it compare to my master's demeanor?"

Zhaohua remained silent, lowering his eyes thoughtfully.

I said again: "Let me go, I'm going to find the master."

I don't know what I said wrong, but not only did he not let go, but his face became even more gloomy: "Brother Yun himself said to let me take care of you. You don't want to go anywhere except stay by my side obediently."

I was dragged and dragged by Zhaohua to a palace courtyard, and I took the time to look at the high hanging plaque, above which was written: Langfeng Palace.

Pass through the lotus pond, walk through the corridor, and open the door.

Inside sat a woman, wearing brocade with emerald patterns, with her hairpin facing Yun Tianluan.She lowered her eyes and was concentrating on threading the needle, her profile was quiet and serene.

The window lattice was closed tightly, but a few gleams of light struggled to get in through it, sprinkled on her eyebrows and hair ends.

Hearing the sound, she turned her head with a gentle smile on her face.

"Mother's queen." It's rare to see this plague god's obedient and docile appearance.It is not the aloofness and aloofness that it pretends to be in front of outsiders, nor is it the meanness and shamelessness that it shows in front of me.

It turned out that this was Empress Fu Ling.It has nothing to do with the eight characters of vicious and scheming.On the contrary, it looks a bit like the mother I... imagined.

Good-looking, gentle, and virtuous.

I have never seen my mother.Therefore, in my heart, she only has a vague outline, and the formation of this outline all comes from my adoptive father, Yun Fuyu.

When my adoptive father was alive, he often told me that my mother was gentle, but not weak, and even a bit stubborn.Once you decide on something, you will never let it go unless you die.

Having said that, he patted my head and sighed, your temperament is indeed somewhat similar to that of your mother.Hearing what the adoptive father said, being too stubborn will only breed demons in vain.For those things that cannot be kept, it is better to let them be free than to hold them in your hands.

My adoptive father always likes to tell me some great truths. Most of the time, I understand half of what I understand, but I never ask a few words. I think that the days will be long anyway, and those big truths that I don’t understand will one day come to him. can teach me.

Unfortunately, before that day, he was gone.

Thinking of the situation that day, I still have some lingering fears in my heart.But after all, it has been too long, and I will no longer cry day and night like I was a child, unrealistically expecting him to come back from the dead.

I quickly collected my emotions, lowered my eyebrows and narrowed my eyes: "Zhu Luo sees Empress Fu Ling."

"You are Zhu Luo?" Fu Ling put aside the embroidery and motioned me to take a few steps forward.When I walked up to her, she smiled and gently took my hand.

"My son always talks about you."

I secretly thought something was wrong, this plague god must have said a lot of bad things about me.Earlier in Xuandan, I hit him with snowballs, poured cold water on him, frightened him with earthworms... He must have told his queen all these things.

"Mother!" Zhaohua lowered her voice, with a slightly uncomfortable expression on her face.

Fu Ling turned a deaf ear, stroked my hair on my forehead, leaned slightly, moved closer, and said softly: "I'm shy, don't take it for granted. My son is naughty, in the future... please be more tolerant."

Those light gray eyes are as clear as glass, but they are not colder than Zhaohua's, but they are as gentle as water.Looking deeply, it seems that there is only room for me in those eyes.

——Inexplicably reminds me of my master many years ago.

Weizai Weizai.The owner was not born by Empress Fu Ling, but the two are very similar in terms of temperament and appearance.Even so, I vaguely feel that they are very different.

What's different?But I can't tell why.

But I am used to eating soft and not hard.Once it hits the gentle ground, you can only lie flat on the ground, let it be slaughtered and cut, there is nothing to do.

"Okay, okay." I was dizzy from her laughter, and I nodded without thinking.At this time, there was a loud bang in my ears, I was startled, and my mind was a little clear, and according to the prestige, there was no sign of Zhaohua in the hall.

Fuling comforted her: "It seems that I said it a little too early, and now I'm really shy."

A few hours flew by.

Ever since my adoptive father passed away, I always felt empty in my chest, like a hole that couldn't be filled no matter what.Later, when I met the owner, I couldn't repair the gap completely.

But Fu Ling did it, easily.

After bidding farewell to Fu Ling, I couldn't wait to tell my master what happened to me today. Humming a little song all the way, I jumped up and down to the front of the master's room, and tapped three times, but there was no response.

He called again: "Master?"

Still no response.

Maybe I have something to go out, so I wait at the door for a while.

The sky was getting dark, but the figure of the master still hadn't arrived.I turned my ankles, thinking that standing was too tiring, so I simply changed my posture and sat with my knees crossed.

A thousand sheep have been counted in turns for several rounds, and I am sleepy.I yawned again and again, and simply closed my eyes, intending to take a nap for a while.

This sleep is a deep sleep and never wakes up.

In the haze, a distant voice echoed in my ears, calling my name non-stop.

I was very tired, and I waved my hand to make this voice go away, so as not to disturb my good sleep, but the voice still lingered.

"Zhuluo, let go."

I was so annoyed that I muttered and cursed: "Keep making noise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

After uttering harsh words, the voice really stopped.

I nodded in satisfaction and wanted to sleep again when I suddenly felt something was wrong.

This voice...why does it sound like the master?

I shivered and opened my eyes suddenly, I was hugging a pillar tightly and refused to let go.After rubbing it up and down, I realized that it was not a pillar, but a pair of straight and slender legs.

Lifting his head stiffly, the person who came was dressed in white, and the clothes were spotless. The totem of the black bird outlined by the gilt colored thread, embellished with the bright moon, made it even more vivid, as if he was about to break free from the shackles in the next moment, to welcome the dawn Qing Xiao, Zhen Yu Lin Xia.

"Zhuluo, let go."

The master rubbed his eyebrows, his face was tired, as if he had just returned from somewhere else, and he was still traveling a long way.

I let go of my hand and said in a low voice, "I, I didn't do it on purpose."

The master didn't pursue further, stretched out his hand to smooth out the hem of the clothes that I had trampled out of shape, and said indifferently: "It's so late, why are you sitting here?"

I just woke up, my mind is still not clear, I frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly said: "I am waiting for the master."

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?"

When I talked about Niang Fuling, I started talking non-stop, but then I saw that the topic was getting more and more sidetracked, so I had to stop here.

"I'm sorry. When I see Master, I always have a lot to say. It seems that I can't finish it. Will Master..."

I really wanted to ask him if he thought I was too annoying, but I felt that there was no position to ask this question, so I had to give up.Seeing him frowned and remained silent, I continued on my own: "Miss Fuling is really kind, I don't know how Zhaohua was born like this."

The master didn't comment: "Brother treats you with great care."

I was afraid that he might misunderstand my relationship with Zhaohua, so I quickly waved my hands: "I don't like him, not at all."

The master looked at me silently for a while, his eyes dimmed, and he smiled with unknown meaning, and then said: "It's windy at night, go back and rest earlier."

It was hard for me to see him today, so I couldn't leave so easily, I racked my brains and wanted to stay with him for a while longer.

"Speaking of..." I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "The master looks somewhat similar to Empress Fu Ling."

"Oh? They say that I look more similar to my queen mother."

"The master's queen mother must be extremely beautiful. I don't know... what kind of person is she?" After being with him for so many years, he knows my past like the back of my hand, but I don't know anything about his past.

The master was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't remember clearly."

I was surprised, how could I not remember clearly?

"On the day of my coming-of-age ceremony, she committed suicide by taking poison. It has been thousands of years."

It turned out to be about the sadness of the master.

I knew I had made a mistake, so I covered my mouth for a moment, my eyeballs kept rolling, and I felt a little anxious.

"It's okay." The master's expression remained the same, but the smile on his lips deepened, "For her, going to death is not a punishment, but a relief. It's the same for me."

I didn't quite understand, but seeing the calmness of the master, I breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly changed the topic: "The master is so kind, I think your queen mother must be a gentle person."

The master nodded: "Naturally, she taught me a lot."

very nice.I showed a longing look: "If only I could see Shangniangqin."

"Perhaps you will be thankful for this in the future." He looked at me with a meaningful tone, "For some people, it's better to see them than to see them."

I still don't understand.

The master didn't intend to explain too much, bypassed me, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, without looking back, he said: "Let's go back and rest earlier."