Xianjun has a disaster

3000 years ago--

Xuan Dynasty Palace "Young Master Yan, please go this way."

An old voice sounded in front of him, and the footsteps and voice were louder than when he was dealing with other people, probably because he took into account that his eyes could not see.

The young master of the Yan family nodded slightly to show his understanding, and was led step by step towards the deep palace by the thoughtful palace man.

That day was the beginning of spring, the spring breeze was warm, and under the deep and winding corridors, there was also a misty fragrance of peach blossoms.

And as he walked forward, the aroma of peach blossoms gradually became stronger, and the ground he stepped on was no longer solid and smooth bricks, but soft grass with a green aura.

In the distance, one could hear the apprehensive calls of the palace people coming from afar.

"Your Highness, where are you?"

"Fourth Highness, your body is noble, don't take any risks!"

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

……

Yan Ci's footsteps paused slightly, and the palace people beside him immediately noticed it, and explained with a smile: "This is the Imperial Garden, and it seems that His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince sneaked out again to relieve boredom."

"Your Highness Fourth? That Prince Lang?"

Yan Ci thought of the rumors that had been secretly heard in his ears these days, and couldn't help asking.

"Ah, exactly."

It should be because the name of the Fourth Prince was mentioned, Yan Ci could feel that the palace servants in front of him should be observing his expression.

From that person's attitude, one can tell that the rumors these days should be true—the imperial concubine is too fond of her sickly fourth prince, and she has heard some bad ideas from ghosts and snake gods, and she even started to fight against the Yan family. The young master's idea is to order people to bring Yan Ci into the palace, and accompany him day and night like that unreliable book attendant, so that the young master, who is rumored to be reincarnated from an immortal, can use his own immortal energy to make up for this foursome. His Majesty's illness.

This kind of request is no different from "Chongxi", if it is said, it would be ridiculous and generous.After all, I have never heard of any family that would allow their noble young master to be presented to the emperor's family as such a lowly item.

however……

After a while, Yan Ci really heard the palace man add: "... His Highness is not in good health, and the imperial concubine inevitably takes care of him a little bit more. I heard that His Highness fell ill again a few days ago. It should be that the empress restrained her a little bit in order to help His Highness recuperate, so she sneaked out and asked someone to look for her. Young Master Yan will know when he enters the palace in the future that this His Highness is used to doing things like this, so it's good to get used to it."

Between the words, it has already faintly revealed the meaning that this matter is a foregone conclusion.

Otherwise, they wouldn't mention the fourth prince's temper over and over again, and they wouldn't mention Yan Ci's future entry into the palace so naturally.

The palace man finished the hint, even though he couldn't see anything, Yan Ci could still feel that the former was quite nervous.Maybe it was waiting for Yan Ci to explode into a rage on the spot.However, Yan Ci just smiled slightly, and his heart was clear.

No wonder he was the blind man who entered the palace to meet the emperor today. I think this is what I want to mention when I meet the emperor later.

"thanks for reminding."

Yan Ci said softly.

After speaking, he continued to walk forward on his own.

While he was secretly thinking about the next countermeasures, he suddenly felt that the breeze blowing by his side seemed different.

In the midst of a strange accident, he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

"Hey--"

Then, I felt a weight in my arms, and suddenly there was a fragrant and soft body.

"Many, thank you...you caught me...I am...the Peach Blossom Immortal...you...hiccup...who are you?"

During the short moment of astonishment, Yan Ci only felt hands caressing her cheeks.

There was a soul-stirring and strange fragrance lingering on that person, mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms and wisps of alcohol, and his voice was soft and soft, causing a misty powder mist to rise in people's minds for no reason. Before he was completely blind, he remembered the hazy color in his mind.

For a moment, the young master of the Yan family, who was thought by his close subordinates to be deep-minded, wise and close to a demon, was in a daze at this moment, and believed the nonsense words of the young man belching while drinking.

Really accidentally, I received the essence of peach blossom illusion.

Even Yan Ci himself didn't realize that he couldn't help hugging the young man tightly, fearing that the spirit would be scattered in his arms in a single thought.

The so-called shaking of the heart, it is hard to control...it is such a taste.

"You're really good-looking, which family...Young Master?" Peach Blossom Essence's fingers slowly slid along his cheeks to his Adam's apple, and then asked with a smile in his ear, "Why don't you...follow me... go home..."

The man exhaled like blue, his fingertips were slightly cold, but it seemed as if he could ignite a fire on his skin.

"I'm--"

"Fourth, Fourth Highness?!"

Until the next second, the palace servant beside him couldn't hide the surprised address, and pulled Yan Ci out of the strange and magnificent dream in an instant.

"Don't, don't call me that unlucky name, today I am not the prince, I, I am obviously the Peach Blossom Fairy!"

The boy in his arms was still hugging Yan Ci's arm so affectionately, smelling of alcohol, obviously drunk.

After speaking, he turned around again and asked Yan Ci softly.

"You haven't said... what's your name?"

"My servant is Yan Ci."

It's a pity that when the boy asked again, the string of small sparks he had lit on Yan Ci's body before had all turned into ice picks that penetrated into the bone marrow, piercing his entire chest into an ice cave.

Yan Ci heard himself speaking in a gentle and warm tone to the young man who was still warm and fragrant in his arms.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince."

……

3000 year later...

Inside the City Lord's Mansion of Yingcheng.

"You let him go."

Tianqu Xianjun held Ji Xueting's robe tightly in his arms, and whispered in pain.

"You let him go, Yan Ci...you let him go..."

Accompanied by his painful babbling, in the shadows in the room, countless black silk threads squirmed, entangled the young man's pale and thin body bit by bit.

However, just when those silk threads were trying to sink into the skin named "Yan Ke", they suddenly twisted into balls as if they had touched some branding iron or poison, and fell from the boy's body together.

At the same moment, Tianqu suddenly opened his eyes.

The warm and sweet fragrance of peach blossoms in the dream, accompanied by the heart-wrenching pain, still vaguely remained in Tianqu's body, but the black thread that almost occupied the entire room had already been broken the moment he opened his eyes. , turned into green smoke.

Tianqu seemed unaware of all the visions happening beside him, he sat up slowly holding Ji Xueting's robe, and looked around him.

After a while, he stretched out his hand, hooked his fingertips lightly, several pieces of black silk hidden in the shadow rose and fell into his palm, writhing and struggling crazily like live insects.

"You made me dream about that past, didn't you?"

Tianqu's eyelashes drooped, and he spoke softly to the strange monster clearly visible in his palm.

Accompanied by his questioning, the black threads flowed more violently.

The wailing and screaming of countless people, and the whispers enough to drive a normal person completely mad, kept flocking to the seemingly thin and haggard "boy" while Heisi was struggling.

But Tianqu didn't seem to have heard those terrible auditory hallucinations at all.

He looked at the thing in his palm intently and enthusiastically, and continued with a hoarse voice: "Do it again. Okay, let me dream again..." After a pause, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and the corner of his mouth curled up. Slightly smiled, "By the way, something like you should make people fall into nightmares, right? Then, let me dream... dream that I was killed by Axue. It's okay to kill me by a thousand swords." Well, it doesn’t matter if the car is cracked, let him eat me. These should be nightmares for ordinary people.”

"You can do it, right?"

Tianqu's voice was hoarse but calm, and it sounded like the discussion could even be called sincere.

However, just after he finished speaking, the black threads with strong vitality in his palm suddenly seemed to have completely lost the will to survive, and suddenly froze, and then, in Tianqu's hands, they looked after themselves. The ground turned into the same blue smoke as his previous unlucky companions.

"Don't, don't..."

On the contrary, Tianqu became a little anxious. He grabbed the air vigorously, trying to find some fish that slipped through the net, but his room became extremely clean at the moment.

Only those snakes hiding in his shadow began to move because of his trance.

【"Look, you should know, you shouldn't be dreaming..."】

【"Despicable, cowardly... Since you know you should forgive your sin, why don't you go in front of him..."]

【"Ah, by the way, you are afraid, you are afraid that Axue will say that word to you, you are afraid that Axue will hate you. You know that he hates you, but you dare not face it..."]

……

"Shut up, shut up."

Tianqu hugged his head vigorously, gritted his teeth and muttered.

"Shut up all of you—"

"Young Master Banquet?"

Lu Ren's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"What's the matter with you? Who are you talking to?"

Lu Ren pushed the door open and came in, seeing Yan Ke's expression, he couldn't help being startled.

"...or is it that you have another headache?"

He then changed his question.

After a while, he saw the noble young man in front of him slowly raise his head.

"I am fine."

Yan Ke said softly, her tone was still a little weak, and her face was extremely ugly, but if she just listened to his voice, she was very calm.

Just like an ordinary, normal person who is not feeling well.

Looking at it this way, the madness that Lu Ren noticed in him before seems to be Lu Ren himself who was suspicious and overthinking.

"Mr. Yan, as long as you are fine." Lu Ren suppressed the unspeakable fear in his heart, scratched the back of his head, and said a little stiffly, "Well, Immortal Ji asked me to come and give you a few spells, so that You post them all over the room to keep you safe."

"Brother Xue Ting?"

Seeing Yan Ke's eyes brighten frighteningly suddenly, Lu Ren felt more and more bitterness on the tip of his tongue.

what are these things...

"Ah, that, yes. Ji Xianguan said that you are timid and easily scared. We are going out tonight, and you... Just rest in your room. With these spells, this is the City Lord's Mansion again. Anything to keep you safe."

"You guys, want to go out?"

Yan Ke looked directly at Lu Ren and asked softly.

"Can't you take me with you?"

Lu Ren: "..."

Lu Ren took a deep breath.

【"That child seems to have developed some unusual friendship for me. I can't get along with him too closely, so I will trouble Xianyou Lu to make this trip for me."】

【"...Oh, I can't help it. I practice the ruthless way. I practiced some patterns of getting along with people because I was afraid of causing trouble. Who knew that such a problem would happen? The world is so big, No one can resist that there are so many people who are as good as Long Yang..."]

【"...Actually, there was nothing wrong most of the time before. Look at City Lord Han, who has stayed with me for so long, isn't he a very good man?"】

【"...How about this, if it doesn't work, you can persuade him to practice sword more. After all, there are some things that distract his mind, so it won't be so sad. By the way, don't say that I said this."】

Lu Ren handed the talisman to Yan Ke's hand, and said very bluntly: "You...you'd better practice the sword first, and then talk about other things."

Before Yan Ke could reply, Lu Ren hurriedly escaped from the room.

He only knew that he had finally settled this troublesome matter, but he didn't know that Tianqu Xianjun leaned on the door and watched his back for a long time after he left.

"Axue didn't ask me to follow, so I shouldn't follow him."

Tianqu said softly to himself.

【"But the demon that sneaked into your room just now is very weird."】

"I used to rely on myself to put on someone else's skin, so Meng Lang, he probably really doesn't want to have anything to do with me anymore."

【"He and Lu Ren went out so late at night, obviously to investigate the strangeness here. The whole city has been set up with evil tricks, it is really dangerous."】

"Axue is so powerful, even without me, she can solve all the troubles."

【"However, what if he was in danger, and this time...you didn't save him?"】

"I should... listen to him..."

Tianqu murmured softly, but his body moved spontaneously, and followed Lu Ren quietly in the direction where Lu Ren left.