Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

After coming out of Yiyuan Hall, Qingyuan went directly to Jingchen. It was also convenient for the four spirits to enter the palace together tonight.

Jingchen was still awake, seeing Qingyuan's eyes lit up with a smile, and said with a crooked brow, "Qingyuan, you finally came to see me."

He has always been like this, he doesn't understand many things, but in the end he is the happiest.

Qingyuan stroked his hair, and he also bent his lips, his gaze tenderly looking at the soul, "How do you feel after hearing what He Louming said, do you believe it?"

Jing Chen nodded, "Of course I do," he said with a little pride on his face, "My calculations are accurate."

To say that it is a match made in heaven is a match made in heaven, even if there are four of them, it is still a match made in heaven!

This appearance made Qingyuan laugh, he hugged him with a smile, and praised, "It's amazing." Looking at this spirit, he seemed to ask casually, "He Louming said that we have a clue, how do we go back then? ?”

Jingchen took out the gray box and touched it very fondly, "At that time, we can drop blood into it and go back."

The box in his hand is a bit similar to the one given by Xuemo from the previous plane, but there are five grids inside, and the size is larger than the previous one.

With a smile in his eyes, Qingyuan asked, "Can I not go back then?"

Jingchen looked at him with some doubts, "Why? Don't you want to go back?"

Qingyuan shook his head, the expression in his eyes was like the clouds in the distant mountains, with a distant look, "I want to go back, but I want to stay here with Gu Jing."

He Louming and Jingchen are fine, after all, they haven't known each other for a long time, but Gu Jing and Huo Yanyu have been together for many years, and he has been watching him and Huo Yanyu for so many years, although he didn't say it clearly, but he must It's not good.

Qingyuan said that he should treat him well, but he already knew about it after a short time—everything, it was quite helpless to say it.

Jingchen nodded, "That's fine, we'll go back and wait for you first." He agreed without much hesitation, simply and neatly.

Qingyuan was slightly surprised, he didn't expect to accept this matter so easily, he looked at Jingchen in a daze, Jingchen smiled, his smile was clean and bright, like a child-like cheerfulness, "Come on, You will hug me again."

hug!Absolutely!If you don't hug you, who will you hug? !

Qingyuan stretched out his arms and hugged the man in his arms.

Nothing happened in the next few days, the ministers only saw that His Majesty was as diligent as ever, and at noon on a certain day, the five of them gathered together again.

This time there was nothing imminent, Huo Yanyu looked nervously at the box in Jingchen's hand, he pursed his lips and said, his palm was wet with sweat, "Is it okay to just drip blood into it?"

Qingyuan stroked his back and comforted him silently.

Huo Yanyu turned to look at Qingyuan, "Then let me start first."

He pricked his finger and watched the blood dripping into it. The wooden box seemed to move consciously, followed by Jingchen and He Louming. When he was in Qingyuan, he took a look at Jingchen. Nodding his head, he said silently with his mouth: Don't worry.

Everyone's blood dripped into it, and the last one was Gu Jing. He only felt that his consciousness was absorbed into the box like a living thing, and then he fell into a deep sleep, knowing nothing.

The sun rose and the sun set, and the stars turned and the stars moved. When the first ray of sunlight shone into the Yiyuan Hall, the eyelashes of the people on the bed trembled, and Gu Jing slowly opened his eyes.

He seemed to have slept for a long time, exhausted and sleepy, looked around subconsciously, and saw the bed curtain with the pattern of auspicious clouds above his head, the thin veil was shaking slightly, like flowing water on the surface of a lake, and beside his head was still—Ben Fan Huang's ancient books exude bursts of ink fragrance.

Gu Jing's face turned pale, this is still Yiyuan Hall, he didn't leave!

He hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes and got up hastily, but stopped when he was about to leave the gate of Yiyuan Hall, slowly lowered his eyes, and squatted down along the pillars, it was useless, everyone else had already left, he — A person is left here.

Early in the morning, the little eunuch saw a man squatting here, his face was pale. When he saw his face, he was shocked and knelt down, "My lord, why are you here?"

His complexion looked bad, as if he was sick.

Gu Jing seemed to have lost his soul, so he only spoke slowly, "Where's Huo Yanyu?"

The little eunuch was dumbfounded, and returned cautiously, "Your Majesty atones, I have never heard of this person."

Gu Jing was panting weakly, Huo Yanyu was gone, did it mean that he had already left with Qingyuan.

He couldn't help panting for a few breaths, his vision was a little blurry, but he was just groggy, as if his mouth and nose were submerged in water, and he couldn't breathe.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, with the smell of rust spreading from his mouth, trying to maintain a kind of calmness, someone pulled him up from the ground in a trance, his eyes were worried, "Gu Jing, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Jing raised his eyes and saw the man with a smooth figure and a handsome face, looking at him quietly in the morning light.

Gu Jing hugged him hard, his voice seemed to be blocked, he couldn't say anything, he just hugged him hard, as if he wanted to integrate him into his flesh and blood.

Qingyuan only patted him lightly, and whispered in his ear, "I told you to treat you well."

"Then... what about them?"

"They, they are you, by your side."

Then Gu Jing stopped talking, and he let Qingyuan hold hands to change his clothes. The two of them wandered around the palace. It was spring, and those tiny shoots came out from the branches. In the season when the grass grows and the warblers fly, — A thriving color.

The sun was rising above the head, and the shadows of the two were under their feet. Under the moss in those spring days, their shadows overlapped and could no longer be distinguished from each other.

At one night, he watched those lotus flowers blooming by the lake, but today, he saw layers of lotus leaves in his eyes, and finally a flower bloomed for him.

In the world, day and night, year after year, there is peace and joy between sunrise and sunset.

Izumo Peak, the inner room.

Qingyuan—opened his eyes and met—a pair of somewhat sharp eyes, with narrow and long eyebrows and raised eye tails, beautiful and menacing, he propped his head up like that—stared at himself, and I don't know how long he stared like this.

Qingyuan showed a smile, "Wake up."

He Louming got up and sat on his waist, put his hands on Qingyuan's chest, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and looked down at Qingyuan, "Do you know how long I've been awake?"

Outside the window is the mountain peak shrouded in mist, and there is a faint fragrance in the inner room. He left after seeing off the queen mother with Gu Jing in the last plane. The time flow rate of the two worlds is different, so it shouldn't be too long.

Qingyuan said, "An hour?"

He Louming raised his chin slightly, and looked at him with some displeasure, "It's agreed—come back together, but you actually stayed—for a little longer." It's still because of Gu Jing, it's simply dissatisfying.

Qingyuan looked up at him, and when he blinked, he looked innocent, "I told you, and you agreed."

Well, telling Jingchen is equivalent to telling He Louming.

He Louming lowered his eyes to look at him, Qingyuan touched his nose, then stretched out his hand to pat his thigh, "Go, go out for a walk." Now that all the spirits are back, I just feel relaxed.

He Louming didn't move, just slid his fingers inside along the skirt of the shirt, and slowly spun along the skin.His eyes were a little deep, and he inadvertently raised his eyebrows and blinked with a hint of lingering/lingering, and then the rosy tip of his tongue gently moistened his lips.

Now that the two of them are familiar with the road, Qingyuan said silently, "I just woke up."

So now?

At this time, you should go outside to have a look, instead of just staying on the bed indoors... right?

He Louming leaned over and kissed him lightly, but the movements of his hands never stopped, expressing his will with his own actions.

Some people move like a leopard, with a smooth body covered with a thin layer of muscles, and they try their best every time, refusing to keep a point outside.

……

Qingyuan looked at him helplessly, he put his hands on He Louming's thin waist, his voice was a little hoarse, "How about...you take it easy?"

The broken hair on his forehead was already soaked with sweat, and his eyes looked a little lax, just staring at him panting, the muscles under his palms trembled slightly due to exhaustion, and the eye sockets were also smudged with a layer of rouge-like color, A pitiful look of being bullied to the core.

He Louming said hoarsely, "I don't!"

He stroked his black hair upwards with his hands, gasped and hooked his lips provocatively, "Are you unable to hold on anymore?"

Qingyuan was still a little helpless before, when he heard him ask this question, he raised his eyebrows slightly, looked up and down his Taoist companion, and said, "I'm okay."

The two people have different views on some of these things. Qingyuan thinks that this kind of thing is good in moderation, and it is best to wake up refreshed the next day if you feel happy and not very tired.He Louming is not the case, what he wants is the kind that exhausts his last bit of energy, he is so tired that he can't even move his fingers, and finally falls into a deep sleep.

So at certain times every time, Qingyuan was the first to stop.

The corners of He Louming's lips curled up, "Then continue," he stared firmly at Qingyuan with possessive desire in his eyes, "Hurry up, continue."

Fine.

Thinking about it, Qingyuan hooked He Louming's waist and turned over. The two positions were changed again. This time, Qingyuan looked down at him, and he rubbed He Louming's cheek with his palm, and said in an inexplicable way, "This You won't stop saying what you say this time."

……

A white crane was standing in front of the window, with snow-white feathers and a proud temperament. It combed its tail feathers with a pointed beak, and looked into the window from time to time with black bean-like eyes.

Qingyuan raised his hand to open the window, and the white crane flew in, carrying a small gourd on its slender legs like chopsticks, and when he took it off, he could see that it contained black pills.

Bai He said, "Reporting to the Immortal Venerable, Taoist Ci Ning asked someone to bring this to you, saying that it is what you need most."

Qingyuan nodded, and the white crane spread its wings and flew out.

"What is it?" The voice from the bed behind him was dry and hoarse, like rough sandpaper being scratched, not as pleasant as before.

Qingyuan walked in, lifted the person on the bed, put a soft pillow on his back, and rubbed it gently with his hands, "It's the medicine that can undo the curse on you."

He fed He Louming a few more sips of water, as if the long-dried sandbar was moistened by rain and dew, his throat felt much better.

He Louming closed his eyes and said lazily, "Feed me." This time his voice was much better than before.

Qingyuan supported the back of his neck with his arms, put his lips to his lips, and watched him eat.

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