love trouble

Eat all his nerves.Xuan Jun's eyes darkened, and she fell limply beside Qiong Huai.The pain woke him up, and he opened his eyes again, the picture kept jumping and shaking.

Really tired.

Huaiqiong said that he woke up from the pain in the middle of the night.

Is that right?

The dizziness made him feel extremely uncomfortable, Xuanjun moved his hands with difficulty, and approached Jianhuai little by little, then held his hand, interlocking his fingers, and closed his eyes contentedly, as if falling into the same dream as him.

A boy with a small lotus leaf protruding from his head filled some water with the lotus leaf and walked in. The Emperor of Heaven sprinkled the powder into the water and made a hand gesture. The water turned into small beads and formed a light array in midair. .

The Heavenly Emperor wanted to cast a spell, so he glanced at Xuan Jun inadvertently.After struggling for three seconds, he sighed.Forget it, practice for 5000 more years, save the one next to him, lest his nephew be sad.

No.30 Eight Sections

Qionghuai hasn't had a sweet dream for a long, long time.

He couldn't even remember the shape of a beautiful dream.

A beam of light illuminated a path, and he couldn't help running along with the light. He didn't know how far he ran until his body became tired and heavy.

Why should I run with light?

Huai couldn't help laughing at himself.

He stopped, sat on the ground and curled up into a ball, trying to find a place to bury himself.

"Qingqing, get up, let's go together."

Xuan Jun stood beside him, reaching out to him.

Huaiqiong looked up at him, and slowly took his hand.

Maybe this is a sweet dream.

He was tightly led by that person to go to the place of light. It was a long journey, but he was extremely happy.

Almost approaching the point of light.

Huaiqiong happily turned his head to look at the people next to him, and finally he saw Xuanjun's skin, which was burning little by little under the light.There were lines of flames from the inside to the outside, and he froze in shock, not moving for a long time.

"Qingqing, you must go out."

Xuan Jun didn't give him a chance to speak, a force pushed him into the halo.

"Don't...don't!"

Huaiqiong suddenly opened his eyes, panting in shock.

He touched his heart, huh?Still jumping.

Didn't he already...

"You're not dead."

The Emperor of Heaven sat dignifiedly diagonally across from him, and seemed to be in a happy mood.

Huaiqiong got up quickly, his heart ached slightly for a moment, as if something heavy was pressing on it, he coughed a few times, his hands were scarlet, and he felt much better immediately.

"hiss……"

"Lie down and don't move around, your injury has just been treated." Seeing the confused eyes cast by Qiong Huai, the Emperor of Heaven explained again: "This is the pharmacy of Yuntian Palace, your father will come over later , you rest here first."

"Why... am I not dead?"

The Emperor of Heaven looked at him with a smile and didn't speak. Qiong Huai frowned, suddenly thought of something, and asked with a trembling voice: "Emperor Heaven, what's going on?"

"When you rest, I will take you to a place and tell you what's going on."

God does not lie.

Qiong Huai believes him for now.

For some reason, the scar on his face has faded a lot, and it doesn't feel painful to the touch.Although his body was not as good as before, at least he didn't feel the unbearable pain when he was tortured by Xuan Jun.

Soon, the bedside was filled with people, and they circled around him, feeling his pulse and giving acupuncture points.Huaiqiong looked at those unfamiliar faces, his mind was muddled, and he let them do his bidding weakly.

In a few more days, I don't know if it was because he drank too much medicine, he always messed up the order of his memory.

From time to time, bits and pieces pop up.

For example, Xuanjun came to heaven to look for him, for example, Xuanjun called his name, for example, Xuanjun walked down the glacier, walking towards him step by step with difficulty.

He remembered it vaguely, but felt that it had really existed.

But Qiong Huai could clearly feel that everyone avoided talking about Xuanjun, as if his name was taboo, or this person had never appeared before.

Huai Qiong was very puzzled, but he didn't ask and didn't tell, he felt that he was still being punished in heaven, and he was afraid that he would hurt Xuanjun by talking nonsense.

After all, his heart still hopes that Xuan Jun can live a safe life, safe and sound, even if he is in a place where he can't see.

Over time, Qiong Huai began to stop thinking about these things. He thought it was just that he was crazy about love and had hallucinations.

It is a lie that Hyun-jun risked his life to come alone.

Xuan Jun said that she loves him is a lie.

It was fake for Xuan Jun to act like a baby in front of him.

The same bowl of dumplings is also fake.

That person never showed up at all, which is probably true.

But it doesn't matter, since God destined him to survive, he doesn't want to live for anyone anymore.

As for the reason for surviving, Qiong Huai cooperated with the immortal doctor very obediently.He took medicine to get blood, and spent more than ten hours steaming in the medicine king cauldron, but he didn't complain a word.

The palpitations that fell before will always recur suddenly inadvertently, and the pain will start without warning.

Then he would have frequent fevers and soreness, and an unstoppable low-grade fever.

Qiong Huai was lying on a bench wrapped in a white fluffy blanket, the fireplace beside the armrest was flickering with sparks, and white mist was rising.He often reads books and sees that he is lost in thought, and his thoughts wander about which fragments he has experienced in his short life. The hundreds of seconds that flashed allow him to understand the only way to love someone.

During this time, Emperor Ming came and Yan Wei came.

But the most important person is missing.

Someone who could solve the mystery for him.

Qiong Huai lifted the blanket and walked out of the room with a dazed expression.The lukewarm temperature in the heaven is very refreshing and comfortable, but for the current situation of Qionghuai, it is a bit cool.

"Are you really not afraid of the cold?"

Yan Wei appeared out of nowhere, holding a Firefox fur collar in his hand, and wrapped it skillfully around his neck.

"Uncle Tiandi's guards are here, not to mention a little wind and cold, you can walk sideways in the underworld." Recently, because of taking too many medicines, Qiong Huai's face has become haggard, and he was sick just now, seeing him come immediately up the spirit.

"He Luanhong is the number one genius doctor in the heavens, so you sent him so."

As soon as the words fell, a handsome man with a fairy demeanor came over.

"I just heard someone discussing me?" The man smiled like a spring breeze, "Is it a good word or a bad word?"

"What bad things can you say about you? Except for the shortcoming of being impeccable, the rest are perfect." Yan Wei flattered, and even Qiang Huai couldn't stand it anymore.

"Cough cough, Prince Yan is congratulating you." Luan Hong blushed, in order to hide his discomfort, he turned to Qiong Huai, and asked with concern, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Ji Qing?"

"It's much better, thank you Luanhong, I've really troubled you recently."

"You're welcome, I'm blaming you for saving lives and healing the wounded."

The three of them said a few polite words, Qionghuai felt a little tired, Luanhong noticed it sharply, and he saluted: "Then don't disturb Ji Qingjun's rest, Luanhong has something to do, so I will take my leave first."

"Okay." Qiong Huai nodded, and said again: "Luan Hong doesn't need to be too polite next time, just call me Ji Qing."

Yan Wei's eyes never moved away from Luan Hong's body, even though he had walked more than half a distance, he still stared at his back reluctantly.

"Hey, come back to God."

"Ahem." Yan Wei hurriedly changed the subject, "You are in a good mood today, and you actually came out for a walk. I don't know who was crying tired and sleepy a few days ago."

"Yan Wei." Qiong Huai hesitated for a while, and finally said silently: "It's okay."

"Just say what you want, don't you think of me as a friend?"

The Emperor of Heaven likes Bai, and the trees in the courtyard are full of viburnum.The flowers are as white as pearls, strung together, extraordinarily delicate and elegant.

Qiong Huai suddenly felt that there was a white flower in front of his eyes, which was very dazzling.

He thought of the pear blossom forest.

Thinking of Xuanjun's careful curry favor with his former lover, the tenderness on his face is something that Qionghuai has never had before, even when they were in love, they were not so submissive.

He has always been the one who compromises and seeks perfection.

Qiong Huai stood outside the door, watching them very quietly.

There is no expression.

The sadness he was about to express had long since learned to swallow it back with difficulty before it erupted.

Aware of Qiong Huai's absent-mindedness, Yan Wei asked caringly, "Are you tired from walking?"

"Yanwei, let me ask you...has Xuanjun been here?" Qiong Huai's eyes were bright and clear, and when he asked this sentence, there was a bit of expectation, "Don't lie to me."

Yan Wei couldn't hide it from him, so he nodded honestly and said "yes".

Huaiqiong couldn't help trembling and clutched his chest, how could he mistake the most important memory... Ming Xuanjun said that he loved him, but subconscious still didn't believe him.

Thought it was fake.

He thought it was a sweet dream he wove for himself.

He liked him so much, but couldn't believe him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yan Wei patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "I don't say it because I'm afraid you will worry. He and the Emperor of Heaven didn't know what they said. The Emperor of Heaven planned not to pursue his fault. I heard Luanhong said that he didn't What's the big deal, you can rest assured about this. But you know your father's temperament, if you don't get better, he will definitely not let you out of this place."

No.30 Nine Sections

"That way you won't see the scars."

Qiong Huai looked at the small wound on his wrist, leaving only a line that was too small to be seen.

"Luanhong, do you still want to go to Yaowangding today?"

"No, you're recovering well."

Huaiqiong lay lazily on the couch, Emperor Ming pushed the door open and entered, and the cloud of smoke lingering on the incense burner dissipated immediately.

"Father." He didn't mean to get up and salute, and Emperor Underworld didn't care, and sat down with a straight face.

"Mr. Jiqing is fine now, but due to the previous wear and tear, he suffered from heart palpitations and physical weakness. You should pay more attention and be careful in the future." Luanhong ordered the good medicine boy, and a fairy trotted over and whispered in his ear After a few words, Luanhong said apologetically to them.