After I was reborn, I became the beautiful, strong and miserable master of the male protagonist

Jiang Yufeng felt as if he had retreated to the mountains and forests.

In the afternoon, he hugged the small cloud-patterned stove, lay comfortably in the jade lounge chair wrapped in a golden silk brocade quilt, and took a peaceful nap.

He was directly blocked in the wooden corridor in front of the Folding Years Palace, the cuffs and hem of the honeysuckle pattern drawn by the silver thread fell to the ground, looking very at ease.

The crescent moon silk was loosely tied in the hair, and now it looks like a fairy who is idling in the daytime.

As soon as Song Bihui jumped up the steps, he saw him taking a lunch break with his arms pillowed on his head, and the rising gardenia and sandalwood melted into the autumn wind.

Outside the wooden corridor, dead leaves swirled down.

He relaxed his breath, then turned around naturally and sat down on the corner of the jade chair, idly brushing up the long hair that Jiangyufeng had let down, and braiding it silently.

"You started again." After a while, Jiang Yufeng suddenly spoke.

He slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the man lightly.

But Song Bihui just lowered his eyes and stared at him peacefully, still holding the half-braided lock of hair in his hand.

It's just like a real person who got stolen goods.

"What's wrong?" Song Bihui asked Jiang Yufeng calmly as if nothing had happened.

But Jiang Yufeng didn't like this, and only said softly, "I can give you a stick of incense to make you argue."

"I'm sorry." It's a pity that the bastard Song Bihui is the most duplicity. He usually makes small moves quietly. When he is discovered, if he sees that Jiang Yufeng is not very happy, he apologizes immediately.

But it is the next time you commit the crime again, and the crime will be aboveboard.

"Sit over here." Jiang Yufeng smiled slightly, and beckoned to him. The phoenix bracelet on his wrist suddenly fell down, covering the small crescent moon mark.

Song Bihui didn't know what this person was planning, but he sat closer.

But after a while, he found that his hand was suddenly held, and the warm body temperature of that person was transmitted along the palm of his hand, which made him feel that his body became stiff for a moment.

"Tell you to move your hands." Jiang Yufeng said lightly.

His fingertips were gently clasped by the Jiangyu wind, as if he was holding a warm jade. At this moment, he felt that the thousands of chaotic thoughts in his mind had turned into this person, and the calm and indifferent feeling was attracting that person all the time. He approaches.

This person seems to have a special temperament, which can make him feel that he can be tolerated and loved.

This feeling seems to fill in the missing piece of his heart for several years.

As if I couldn't do without him.

Song Bihui lowered his body, silently buried his face into Jiang Yufeng's neck, and let the familiar gardenia and sandalwood coolly surround him.

Jiang Yufeng had no choice but to raise his hand and pat the man's head lightly, and said slowly, "Why are you still acting like a baby to me?"

"I didn't." Song Bihui's deep and indifferent voice rang in Jiang Yufeng's ear, and the hot breath made him shiver slightly.

He really didn't expect how indifferent and alienated Song Bihui was to others, and how intimate and casual he was to those close to him.

In the past few days after knowing the truth, I can't wait to stick to my side all the time, as if I am afraid that I will run away again.

Jiang Yufeng also had no choice but to comfort Song Bihui's neck gently.

Song Bihui's perception of security and love in these years is too lacking. He endured and restrained countless times, and finally waited until someone told him that he could indulge himself, and finally he was willing to let himself go.

"I see, you're here to make fun of me, aren't you?" Jiang Yufeng chuckled a few times, and heard the man next to his ear hum with a slight smile.

The vibration of the chest cavity was intertwined with the breathing, but it was tacitly understood, Song Bihui raised his eyes, and saw the misty pupils like shattered light reflected by the Jiangyu wind.

"Oh, senior brother seems to be holding a feast for eliminating evil spirits soon." Jiang Yufeng said slowly, "Then help me get up, I'll go and have a look too."

Song Bihui: "..."

Why do you want to talk about a banquet at this time?

"Previously, Fuming forcibly opened the way of heaven and disrupted many plans of the evil spirits removal conference. Then you will help me get Jiang Chuan's name, and the leader of the Yishui Banquet will be given to that...that Xuanshan..."

Jiang Yufeng couldn't remember the name of that young man who looked like a gray moth, and Song Bihui would have guessed it anyway.

"Yeah." Song Bi responded, but looked at him with deep meaning, "Then what are you doing for the removal meeting, to escape?"

Jiang Yufeng was suffocated at the moment, he pretended to be calm, cleared his throat and said, "How could it be, I just went to relax."

"You lied to me." Song Bihui said coldly, looking very angry and dissatisfied.

"How could I lie to you, hiss..."

Seeing that Jiang Yufeng still refused to admit it, he immediately pulled up the man's wrist and bit the crescent moon seal.

"You belong to a dog!" Jiang Yufeng felt the man's fangs lightly touching his skin, and he felt itchy. He couldn't help laughing twice, "I wanted to leave because I lost my memory. I don’t remember, and I don’t want to leave after that. Let go..."

Qiao He had already planned half of the banquet, but because of all kinds of troubles, he put it on hold for a long time, and now it's time to discuss it again.

"Will it be held in Yishuitan this time, or in Zeshan?" Zhong Yaoye asked leisurely, propping his chin.

"What do the elders think?" Qiao He couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he raised his head and asked the elders of various sects sitting on one side.

Xuan Tian glanced sideways at Yu Xiao who was still stroking the crane, and thought, anyway, he has no objection, but he just wants to eat the big fat crane.

"The high platform previously built in Yishuitan was destroyed a lot during the thunder disaster, and it is still being repaired now, so it should not be too late." Elder Xingmu said, "And now that Tianheng and Zhesui have just recovered, it is not suitable Going out, it’s better to choose Zeshan.”

Zhong Yaoye also nodded, and said angrily, "There will always be accidents in that place, so it's better to stay in Zeshan safely."

Seeing that everyone had no objection to holding a banquet in Zeshan, Qiao He happily wrote it down first.

He made a few strokes on the book, and when he looked up again, he saw Jiang Yufeng and Song Bihui coming in from the door one after the other.

"Are you talking about the evil spirit banquet?" Jiang Yufeng stepped into the door in white clothes, and asked lightly.

"That's right, little brother, we've been waiting for you for so long, and you just came." Zhong Yaoye complained, holding the teacup on the table and covering it in his hand.

"Some private matters earlier." Jiang Yufeng could only reply with a smile, but seeing Qiao He happily waving at them from the seat, like an old elder who saw the children returning home, he couldn't help laughing in his heart.

The two of them took their seats one after another, and seeing Qiao He speak in a warm voice.

"Just now we were saying that it would be better to hold the banquet in Zeshan, what do you think?"

Song Bihui has always been not interested in this kind of banquet where a group of people gather together and make a noise like a chicken basket has been overturned. He feels that there is no big difference between Yishuitan and Zeshan, anyway, Jiangyu is fine.

If Jiang Yufeng doesn't go, then he won't go either.

However, Jiangyu Feng also prefers to be clean, and it is already very good that these organizations are arranged by Qiao He.

He glanced sideways at Song Bihui beside him, and saw that he was also lacking in interest, but his eyes were lowered, always staring at his wrist.

This little bastard just bit his crescent moon mark almost red, obviously when he first saw that mark at first, this little bastard was so angry that he wanted to have a big fight with him at the banquet.

Now he just bites and doesn't let go, I really can't guess his mind.

"It's also very good in Zeshan, senior brother can arrange it." Jiang Yufeng said calmly, but turned around to ask Song Bihui pretending to be polite, "What does Immortal Tianheng think?"

Song Bihui's eyes seemed to flicker slightly, and then he replied in a calm tone, "I have no objection."

Qiao He nodded happily, and said slowly with a smile, "The catastrophe at Yishuitan, everyone can save the day in the end, so we must have a few more drinks at the banquet to celebrate."

drink wine?Jiang Yufeng turned his head to look at Zhong Yaoye, his eyes lit up when he saw her.

When she was in Yishuitan a few days ago, she picked out a lot of good wine, but now she hasn't had time to drink it, it seems that she will get drunk with Xuanshan's second elder again at the banquet.

Everyone discussed some details in various ways, and made the celebration banquet all the way. Elder Xingmu is in a good mood these days, and he even generously said that he would give a piece of Xingjian from the sect to his future disciples.

But Yu Xiao was very disdainful, he felt that such a piece of torn paper, how could there be a god bird, then he brought Xiaohe from Yuzong, and he was sure to trap all the outstanding disciples back.

Jiang Yufeng took a sip of tea slowly and let them chatter away.

"Actually, I'm a little strange." On the way back to the hall, Jiang Yufeng opened his mouth softly, "At that time in Yishuitan, when did you recognize me?"

But Song Bihui just hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a deep voice, "It's very early..."

"Uh..." So this bastard has been deliberately teasing him all these days, and he is the only one who is still serious about acting!

He recalled many bad past events, which made him feel that his face was shattered.

It's really his baggage all over the place.

I don't want to live anymore, Jiang Yufeng thought silently with a blank face.

"It's very early." He said calmly.

"It should be because I doubted you at the first sight." Song Bihui stretched out his hand to tighten the crane cloak on Jiang Yufeng's shoulders, lowered his head and said to him slowly, "Otherwise, why would I let you live with me all the time?" In the palace."

Jiang Yu's teeth were itchy with anger.

"What kind of conspiracy are they discussing together again?" Zhong Yaoye looked up and saw where the yellow leaves were falling, Song Bihui and Jiang Yufeng were whispering, and asked strangely Zhong Huai Xu.

She was almost scared of being deceived by these two people, and easily fell into their way if she was not careful, she was caught off guard.

"Maybe Shibo and the others are discussing exercises." Huai Xu said gently to Zhong Yao at night.

But Zhong Yaoye just snorted coldly, "What kind of exercises can they explore, they must be planning something..."

Jiang Yufeng, the No. [-] contestant in "Planning something", said coldly, "Then you are really good, I will not go to your hall in the future."

"No." Song Bihui, the second contestant, refused decisively and coldly, "If you don't come, I will go to your palace."

Jiang Yufeng couldn't believe it, "You're already Tianheng Xianjun, why don't you stay in your own Tianheng Palace and come to my Zhesui Palace."

"Then I won't be a fairy king anymore." Song Bihui said confidently and coldly.

"Uh……"