Zhong Ai Qingqing

The silver-haired back bowed, and after walking away, he couldn't help turning his head back frequently, and the two got together and whispered.

Zhong Ai didn't seem to notice, and sat on the edge of Tianchi without any hesitation about the image of Shangshen.He stared at the water in Tianchi in a daze.

He was originally a doctor, as long as there is medicine in the six realms, he can cure any disease, even if he is unable to recover from a dying disease, he can also use the art of rejuvenation to try.However, how can the heart be cured?

He raised his face, there was clearly a little water vapor in his peach-blossom eyes, and broken crystals clearly appeared on his frost-dyed long silver-white eyelashes.

What do you want to come back?Isn't it good to stay in the lower realm?

There is food, drink, and service.

Now that I think about it, which one is my favorite?

But after all, it is the reigning god of the upper realm.responsibility.mission.Heaven.No matter which one is placed, it has to be taken seriously.Who let himself be a doctor and a god.

Long Su, little demon, will we meet again by fate?

Now God is supposed to fulfill his responsibilities.

In a blink of an eye, it's time for a feast of love.

The old osmanthus tree at the back of the hall straightened its trunk and was covered with fragrant golden osmanthus flowers.The boy with the small flowers under the osmanthus tree pulled the little ganoderma lucidum to stand up in every possible way. Because he had stood for a long time, he couldn't help staggering, and from time to time impatiently asked softly, "God, are you alright?" ah?"

On the big sandalwood table opposite, pens and inks were spread out, and Si Yi Shangshen looked up at the two Yaobabies, then concentrated on nibbling on the nib of the pen, adding strokes to the silk with a smile on his face.Bo Ying waited by Zhong Ai's side, watching the bustle, holding a cup of tea and laughing out loud.

"Is it all right, God~~~●︿●" Xiaowazi became impatient, twisted her body and just wanted to run out to play.The girl doll with a small mushroom on her head knocked him hard, and said fiercely: "Be quiet, don't move around, ah, ah, don't block me, I want God to draw a beautiful picture for me~" the top of the head Xiao Hua's doll stood up again holding her head with tears in her eyes.

Ganoderma lucidum took the pose she thought was the most beautiful, her eyes were directed at the direction of the god's painting without blinking, her mouth was pouted, and she showed what she thought was the most perfect smile.Still thinking silently in my heart: "Zhi'er is the most beautiful in the world, she is beautiful~"

"Okay~beauty picture~" Zhong Ai Shangshen threw the pen and dried the ink on the silk.

The two little dolls held hands and ran over impatiently, holding the table and tiptoeing to watch.

On the snow-white silk cloth, a radish wearing a small flower and a fat little mushroom were impressively drawn.

"This is Xiaocancan, this is Xiaozhizhi~" Zhong Ai was very satisfied with his work, and unfolded the silk cloth to show to the little dolls.

The moment Xiao Lingzhi looked at the "beauty picture", the expression of joy and anticipation on his face suddenly turned into an expression of being stunned by lightning.Everyone looked at it and felt that the little Ganoderma was hit hard and would never love again.

The ginseng doll has an expression of "I knew it would be like this, God can't save me".

"I don't like God anymore!" The little doll with the mushroom on her head suddenly ran out in tears, and the doll with the little flower called "Sister Zhi'er" and followed closely behind.

Holding the painting, Zhong Ai looked left and right, and asked Bo Ying, who was still by his side, with a frustrated expression on his face, "What's the matter with them? Originally, God thought the painting was very vivid? I specially returned it to Xiaozhi. Zhi's painting is much better."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the small mushroom on the painting: "Look, isn't the painting very similar to Ganoderma lucidum? It has been specially painted for 500 years!" God's finger pointed to the chubby mushroom umbrella.

Bo Ying tasted the tea and sighed: "Master, you really don't understand a woman's heart."

Xiaoxian cleaned up the messy pen and ink, and Xiaoxian, who was guarding the gate of the front hall, came in at this time and bowed to the God, "I will tell the God. The envoy of Encounter from Siyuan Hall came and took the invitation from the God of Marriage. First Your Majesty is waiting outside the hall."

Si Yi rolled up the painting in his hand and nodded, "Let him in." Zhong Ai glanced at Bo Ying, whose face suddenly changed into ice, huh?What happened to these two?

Dressed in vermilion and black emerald, with three small and delicate interlocking silver rings on his left ear, with a little emerald feathers hanging down, a young man with a slender and tall figure and handsome eyebrows and eyes was ushered in.

"We met in Siyuan Palace, and met Siyi Shangshen."

The young man flicked his sleeves and bowed down to the God, but his eyes directly drifted to the boy next to the God.

Bo Ying stood beside Zhong Ai with a low-browed, quiet and well-behaved appearance, not even looking at him.

"There are countless little fairies in the Marriage Hall, so how can you send an invitation and you have to go out in person?" Siyi Shangshen sipped his tea and asked knowingly, rolling his eyes and gossiping back and forth between the two, as if to see little story.

"Of course Xiaoxian is dispatched elsewhere. This doctor's hall is extremely noble, so it is natural to send it in person to show sincerity."

"Master, Bo Ying has gone to the medicine garden." He couldn't listen anymore, and turned around to leave.

A white left sleeve dyed with vermilion clouds blocked the way, Bo Ying raised her eyes and glared at the owner of the sleeve.Xiangfeng was thick-skinned, and only thought he was a tender and winking glance at him, so he naturally grabbed his hand, pulled it away, turned around and smiled at Zhong Ai without any pressure: "God, the invitation has been delivered. The little one still has something to offer." Discuss other matters with Bo Ying's younger generation, so I will retire first."

The doctor served tea and nodded, with a gesture of reluctance to send his daughter to marry, and told him carefully: "When Zuwu returns, you have to send Bo Ying back. No one is allowed to stay out at night in this temple!"

"Understood!" Xiangfeng raised his eyebrows and smiled, half-embracing the still struggling young man, and waved his back to Siyi Shangshen.

"Let me go! Master! Why did you let him rob me?!" Bo Ying wanted to break free from the young man's arms and run back unwillingly.

Xiangfeng hugged him tightly and walked away, only a vague voice came: "Come on, my lord, let me discuss with you, we... last month's night..."

The only one left was the doctor, Shangshen, who put his face on the table and looked at their backs with amused expression: "It's nice to be young."

Picking up the golden and red invitation card on the tray, he bored playing with it in his hand.

Time flies so fast, and it's time to spread the marriage again.

Pushing the cups and changing the cups, the music is slowly flowing, the banquets here are always lively and prosperous.

Zhong Ai was invited to come, and he sat in a corner and had a drink leisurely. Occasionally, there were people who respected each other across the pool, but he was unambiguous.In the past, I tasted it lightly, but today I have raised a large bottle of wine and drank it without leaving a drop.Wine is a quality that can be tasted every year, but today it is tasted at this banquet, but somehow it has a different sweetness and clearness from the past.

The sound of silk and bamboo around and the noise of the gods seemed to be the distant background sound. Siyi Shangshen was half-lying in front of the desk, with his head propped up, his long hair flowing down like a galaxy, and a jade-carved crown of the gods on his head. Cold and gorgeous, Tao Hua's eyes were sparkling, and because of drinking, he was somewhat half-drunk and half-awake.

He started to support his head and tilted his head sideways, holding the emerald green pot with his right hand, without using a cup or bottle, he opened his thin, cherry-colored lips, and poured the fragrant immortal wine into it.The more he drank, the more he wanted to drink it, the more he drank it, the more he felt that the wine was as sweet as honey, so he threw away the empty jug, and reached out to get a new jug of wine from Xiaoxian who was kneeling in front of him and serving him with a plate.

Sitting on a high platform not far away is the amiable emperor, and a little below is the seductive and magnificent demon master who was invited.

The next step is the young master Xuanguang who will never bother to talk about the gods.Looking at his gloomy appearance, he seemed to have just come back from somewhere, and there was a trace of freshly wiped blood on his face.The sudden bloodstain on that cold and stern face didn't look embarrassing, on the contrary, it added a ferocious and enchanting aura.The gods often saw him injured, and it was not surprising at this time. They drank wine as usual and raised their glasses to each other.

The strange thing is that as the host, the Lord Si Yu didn't come out to greet the gods as in the past, but Luanniao Xiangfeng presided over it.

After half a round of drinking, the God of Marriage, who hadn't appeared for a long time, came late.

The fairy drum is beating, beating, beating.The petals are all over the sky.

Xianle has long been replaced by a majestic rhythm.

Luxurious clothes and golden clothes, red rings and emerald greens, a hanging belt made of precious jade rings around the waist, and bright pendants on the ears.She has a delicate and beautiful face, dignified and self-sufficient, her long black hair is coiled up, and a bright phoenix crown made of countless golden diamonds and white beads is tied on it. Step by step, the phoenix beads on it flicker.Laughing and laughing, surrounded by all the fairies and gods.

Under the astonished eyes of the gods, she folded her sleeves and folded her chest, dragging her long skirt, and walked straight to the upper position. The emperor stood up, took her slender fingers, stood side by side with her, and looked down at the crowd. god.

"I obeyed the fate of my father, Shen Yuqian, and wanted to choose a queen for you. I was cautious and careful, and finally found a good choice. The god of marriage, Yingluo, is well-deserved."

"Great joy from the six realms, the fortune of the Heavenly Palace, and our blessings, congratulations to the emperor!"

The demon lord sat lazily on the big chair without moving, with a bewitching smile all the time, as if he knew it a long time ago.

With a sound of "啪!", it was the young master Xuanguang who tilted his head down and crushed the bronze cup speechlessly. Even the wine soaked his sleeves, and the fragments pierced deeply into his palm. His eyes looked at the pair of clinging hands as if they were about to breathe fire.

When was it decided?I don't even know? !

Damn the Qinse harmonious dogs and men and women, disgusting luck in heaven!

"Ah Fu!" The man in black looked at the gentle and gentle emperor above him, gritted his teeth as if he was holding back his impulse to snatch someone.

"On an auspicious day, post the post to the six realms, invite all immortals, demons and all things, and hold a heavenly marriage in a few days." Emperor Dongfu's unchanging voice sounded.

Young Master Xuanguang didn't want to bear it any longer, so he stood up abruptly, with a fierce look all over his body.