Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing is seventeen this year, and is the Fengjun conferred by the emperor himself.He lives in Xianshan all the year round and rarely goes out.

He is still three years away from the calamity, and this year his master will let him out, and will take him to a heavenly banquet.

The master is now 90 years old and has a gray beard. The two of them live together all the year round, and the relationship is very deep.

Ye Wanqing, who just came out of the mountain, was naturally curious about everything. He was dressed in red, his appearance was in full swing, with cinnabar moles at the end of his eyes, and he was lying on a plane tree. From a distance, he looked like a picture of a beautiful woman inhabiting a plane.

"Xiao Wan, come here, remember to obey the rules at the heavenly banquet, this time is not an ordinary heavenly banquet, there are all kinds of gods here, don't think that the emperor's favor on you will make you careless..."

Ye Wanqing's ears were numb when he heard this, he knew that a big person would come to the banquet this year.

"I know that Dijun's nephew is coming...what's his name, Murong Lan?"

The master stared, "He is not only the emperor's nephew, but also the god of war in the southern sky. He cultivated the way of ruthlessness and desire under the seat of the Buddha. You teased him mischievously when you were young, so you can forgive him...don't provoke him now." .”

Ye Wanqing agreed, this Southern God of War has recently been the object of chatting after tea in the heavenly court.It is said that her appearance is better than that of the goddess of Yaochi, and she calms down the wars in the mortal world by her own power. Now she is a very popular figure.

He didn't remember that he had teased this Nantian God of War. He was naughty when he was a child, so he didn't know how many people he had teased, and that Nantian God of War might be one of them.

Even though he said that, he was somewhat curious in his heart, how good-looking it is, could it be more beautiful than his prince brother?

The prince's elder brother is the emperor's child, and he has a very good relationship with him. He never goes out in Xianshan, only the prince often comes to see him, and occasionally takes him out to play.

Ye Wanqing followed Master to the Heavenly Banquet, amidst the misty clouds, the Immortal Palace was shining with golden light. He is Lord Xiaofeng.

This one brought him snacks, and that one coaxed him with fairy medicine. He carried a lot of snacks, but he didn't see the prince's brother.He remembered the letter that the prince's elder brother sent him, so he slipped to the back garden not far from Tianyan, found a sycamore tree and climbed up.

He doesn't like sweet and greasy snacks, and he plans to give them to the prince's brother and master later. He likes to stay on the plane tree the most, and he also likes to choose the place where there are plane trees.

He leaned against the tree and waited for someone. If the prince's elder brother came over, he would whistle. He fell asleep with a snack in his arms, and he could faintly hear human voices when he fell asleep.

He woke up immediately when he heard the sound of people, and he realized why he fell asleep, and now he was still on the tree. With such a movement, his fingers caught nothing, and he fell from the tree.

Fortunately, there were people here, and all the gods who went to heaven were not bad at skills. He was caught and fell into the arms of the people. He hugged people in desperation, and looked up to meet a fairy-like face.

Ye Wanqing saw many beauties, especially his elder brother who was famously handsome, but this one in front of him was even more beautiful than elder brother.

He was a little stunned, but the attendant not far away reacted first and recognized his identity at a glance.

"Mr. Feng should be waiting for the crown prince. Did he fall asleep on the sycamore tree?"

Ye Wanqing's face turned a little red, she didn't know if it was the man's gaze on him, or because the attendant pointed out that he had fallen asleep on the tree.

"I'm waiting for Brother Prince, thank you..."

Ye Wanqing was a little embarrassed when he was put down, he glanced at the man in front of him who was more beautiful than a god.The man didn't seem to talk much, and his demeanor was calm, like a sharp cold sword with its scabbard unsheathed.

"This is Nantian Shenjun. He is a little older than you. When Feng Jun was young, he chased Shenjun to marry him. Don't you remember now?"

Ye Wanqing couldn't remember, and the words Nantian Shenjun were all over her mind.It turned out that this was the legendary Nantian Shenjun, he stepped back a little, and thanked him neatly.

"Thank you Nantian Shenjun."

He didn't wake up a little until he got back to the banquet. Before the banquet, the master told him not to provoke others, but it shouldn't be regarded as provocation.

Murong Lan was regarded as the guest of honor by the emperor, not far from his seat, he took a few glances, and his appearance was indeed as the rumors said.That person sat there, just sitting there, comparing everyone.

He thought to himself how could there be such a good-looking person, the prince came to him quickly, snorted his hair on his head, and said with a smile: "What are you always staring at Murong Lan... It’s been several times before the emperor asked me what’s the matter with you.”

Ye Wanqing looked back, and he briefly told the prince what happened just now.

"So that's how it is. You think he's good-looking? Silly boy... don't let him fall in love with you."

"He cultivates the way of ruthlessness and desire. If you fall in love with him, he will only make you sad. My brother can't bear to let you be sad."

The prince was a little joking, but he was serious about reminding him.He touched the prince's hand, and thought to himself that he just thought Murong Lan was pretty, why would he like to talk about it.

I thought so from the bottom of my heart, who knew it would become a prophecy later.He was fed wine and got drunk at the heavenly banquet, and accidentally knocked over a piece of ink in the Yaochi, staining a piece of the heavenly book inside, and the goddess was furious.

Originally he was going to be punished, but the prince interceded for him, and Murong Lan had a way to recover the heavenly scriptures, so he was dispatched to Zhongluan Palace to copy Buddhist scriptures.

The emperor also turned a blind eye, and the matter passed like this, but copying Buddhist scriptures was indispensable. He moved out of Xianshan, and the master talked about it for a long time.

The Zhongluan Hall is where Murong Lan lives, because Murong Lan restored the heavenly book, and this matter was caused by him, so his task of copying the book was naturally supervised by Murong Lan.

Ye Wanqing didn't know that she was not a blessing in disguise, this place is not far from the prince's elder brother's palace, if the prince came to visit him, it would be very convenient.

However, he is now living in Murong Lan's palace. Murong Lan has a low temper and looks elegant and quiet. He was very honest for a while and behaved very well in front of Murong Lan.

He was used to being at ease in Xianshan, and now he had to copy the Buddhist scriptures a hundred times a day, and he could persist in the past few days, but then he slacked off, plus the original handwriting was like a dog crawling, and he secretly missed writing it twice on a certain day.

He thought that Murong Lan couldn't see it. After all, his handwriting was extremely ugly, until Murong Lan called him over, and Murong Lan found out that he had copied it twice, and beat him that day.

Speaking of hitting the board, the master used to pamper him on weekdays, and he would act coquettishly, before the board fell, he learned the usual skill of acting like a baby.

His voice lowered a little, his thin eyelashes fell, and he said in a low voice, "Brother Lan, I was wrong."

His voice fell, and the other party didn't move for a while, he raised his eyes and took a sneak peek, Murong Lan had no expression on his face, and finally put the board down.

"Why do you want to be lazy." The man's voice and temperament are very different, the voice is cold, but nice.

"My handwriting is not good, and I copy the same thing every day, which is boring."

Ye Wanqing was telling the truth, and he took another look at the Buddhist scriptures he had copied, wondering how Murong Lan figured out that he had copied less.

But he didn't know that because of his sentence, Murong Lan took it to heart and taught him to practice calligraphy from the next day.

Ye Wanqing's posture of holding the pen was not correct, Murong Lan was extremely patient, and taught him from holding the pen. He was supported from behind, and Murong Lan was separated from him by some distance, but he was still uncomfortable.

He thought that Murong Lan was born well, and the other party was so close to him, so he only paid attention to the other party's cold and slender fingertips, for a while he looked at the hanging black hair of the other party, and for a while at Murong Lan's long and thick eyelashes.

The God of War in the Southern Heaven is not the God of Wenchang, so why is his handwriting so beautiful?His attention was gradually attracted by Murong Lan's handwriting again, and he learned to write according to Murong Lan's handwriting.

Sometimes he practiced calligraphy late, and would rest in Murong Lan Hall late at night.After a long time, he got to know Murong Lan better, so he was not afraid of people, especially when Murong Lan often pampered him.

He got into Murong Lan's quilt in the middle of the night, the body of the Phoenix family was naturally hot, Murong Lan's body was as cold as ice, he was very comfortable in the ice, he stayed honestly for a while, and then got into Murong Lan's arms.

"Brother Lan, I'll just hug you for a while, it's so hot in your palace, just give me a hug for a while, okay?"

He opened his eyes, didn't listen to Murong Lan's answer, rubbed his head against Murong Lan's chest, and fell asleep in Murong Lan's arms.

On weekdays, Murong Lan was cold-hearted, indulged him, and even took care of him by his side all night when he had a fever.This person keeps a certain distance from others, and he thinks he treats him like a younger brother.

The Fenghuang family often suffers from fever, which is due to nature. When he has a fever, he is more willing to slip into Murong Lan's arms, and usually wraps him around for a whole day.

He copied the Buddhist scriptures in Zhongluan Hall for half a year, and after half a year, Murong Lan was going to go to the Buddha, and he felt a little bit reluctant.

Murong Lan was dressing him when he heard the news, he grabbed Murong Lan's hand and asked, "Brother Lan, are you leaving?"

Murong Lan likes to make him wear fancy clothes, especially red ones, but she doesn't know when she started not to prepare red clothes for him, and let him wear plain ones.

When he heard the man hum, he was a little unhappy, and he was reluctant, which was different from the reluctance he had for the prince and master.

In the past, when the prince and master were going to leave him for a period of time, he never felt so depressed.

Murong Lan was used to him, and he never said anything about him when he got into trouble. Murong Lan would give him whatever he wanted, and she would be gentle and gentle when reasoning with him. If he had an older brother...it would be nothing more than that.

"Then when will you come back, and can I see you in the future?"

Before leaving, Murong Lan gave him a jade card, if he wanted to find someone, he could go there anytime.

"You don't know yet? Nan Tian has been in turmoil recently, maybe because of his unstable temperament. He was born to be a lone star, and he was born to be at odds with the heaven. The emperor sent him to the Buddha for his future. His fate and Nan Tian If you are connected, you need to be ruthless and desireless to be able to defend Nantian."

Ye Wanqing didn't know this, he stayed in Xianshan for a while, finally found a chance to come out, and understood what the prince meant.

This meant that Murong Lan was in love, and it was rumored that the Goddess was interested in Nantian Shenjun recently, and the crown prince was still saying that the two were a perfect match.Hearing this, his heart felt sore and swollen, even more uncomfortable than when he was injured.

He was raised in the mountains without knowing anything. This year, he has become more and more iconic. His appearance is as gorgeous as the fiercest and most scorching autumn brocade.

After he and Murong Lan parted, he hadn't looked for anyone yet, and now he couldn't hold back anymore, and went to drink with the prince, and his heart seemed to be burning with flames.

He kept the token Murong Lan gave him carefully all the time. After drinking, his mind was full of what the crown prince said about Murong Lan and the goddess.

Would Murong Lan be heartbroken that the Goddess is so beautiful?

He held the token and went to the South Heavenly Court. When he saw Murong Lan, Murong Lan was followed by the goddess and a group of gods.He watched from the side, and as the god and goddess left, he arrived at the palace where Murong Lan was, feeling even more aggrieved, and couldn't help but threw himself into Murong Lan's arms.

"Xiao Wan?" Murong Lan was a little at a loss with her fingertips, finally rubbed his head, and asked him, "But I was wronged."

The eyes of the young man in his arms were all red, and he came out of his arms after hearing the words, his ears and cheeks were also red, and the crimson color at the end of his eyes was even more brilliant, his appearance was shockingly magnificent.

"I heard that you and the Goddess are in love and will get married soon."

Ye Wanqing felt that her body was hotter than usual. I don't know if it was because of the heat. They of the Phoenix family are irritable and easily get angry. He is already considered a very gentle Phoenix.

Master always praised him for being good-looking, and Murong Lan also said that he was so good-looking.

"Where did you hear that? It's nonsense."

"I don't believe it," Ye Wanqing felt a little better when he heard the words. He was still in Murong Lan's arms, feeling that no matter how close he was, he couldn't get enough, and the thoughts buried in his heart came out one by one.

Want to get closer to him.

"How can you believe it?"

Ye Wanqing actually believed it, Murong Lan was taller than him, when he hugged the person, he could see Murong Lan's lips, the shape of Murong Lan's lips was very beautiful.

Thin slices are raised slightly, with a bead in the middle, he has been staring at it for a long time, the fire in his heart and lungs is constantly spreading, he knows that Murong Lan has been pampering him.

At this time, I don't know where the courage came from, Wei Wei leaned forward, met Murong Lan's eyes, and tiptoed to bite Murong Lan's lips.

At that moment, it was as if fireworks were blooming in his mind, and his whole face was blushing. Murong Lan supported him, and he almost fell into Murong Lan's arms.

"Brother... I..."

At that moment, he saw a change in Murong Lan's eyes, as if it had turned into an endless and deep ink color, which made him a little unsteady.

It seemed to be an illusion again, he was the one who took the initiative, but he couldn't speak, just buried in Murong Lan's arms, the tips of his ears were still smoking.

"I don't want you to like someone else."

But he also didn't want Murong Lan to like him, Murong Lan couldn't be both affectionate and lustful.

He heard Murong Lan seem to chuckle. He was pulled by Murong Lan's wrist and was forced to lift his face. Murong Lan looked into his eyes and said to him, "I don't like others, and Xiao Wan will not treat others like this in the future." Like, how?"

Is this Murong Lan reasoning with him?He readily agreed.

Murong Lan lowered his head and touched the corner of his lips, he seemed to be entwined with strands of honey, and he didn't dare to move at all. When Murong Lan kissed him, he was never so happy.

He also knew that he couldn't go to Murong Lan often, and if there was anything wrong with Murong Lan, Nan Tian would be uneasy.

But when he heard that Murong Lan was on the battlefield, he was worried. He often heard the news of people coming back from the battlefield and went there.

Murong Lan hugged him in his arms. He smelled the orchid scent on this man, hugged him obediently, and asked a little curiously, "You have always had orchid scent on you, brother, did you change from orchids?"

"I was under the Buddha's seat, and the orchid incense was often burned in the hall, so I got a little bit of it."

Ye Wanqing thought so, Murong Lan's slander was sometimes big and sometimes small, sometimes healed quickly, sometimes he had to spend a long time in the palace to cultivate.

He stayed here when he was recuperating. Murong Lan taught him to light the lamp, taught him to recognize the Sanskrit in the Buddhist scriptures, and told him what he could do and what he couldn't do.

He would also tell Murong Lan about things around him, but most of the time around him was boring, Murong Lan loved to listen to him talking about trivial things.

He knew that what he did would make Murong Lan angry, and he was very well-behaved on weekdays, only sometimes he broke the precept.

For example, Murong Lan was possessed by a demon, hugged him in the middle of the night and tore off his robe, lowered his head and bit his fragile neck, he was surrounded by strange emotions, and he was at a loss in Murong Lan's arms.

Even if he doesn't know much about this kind of thing, he has heard it from the prince, and he also knows that Murong Lan needs to abide by lust and caution.

"Brother, wake up...Brother Lan."

Ye Wanqing called out to people in a low voice, he knew that Murong Lan had been under the Buddha's seat all this time, so he shouldn't be able to communicate with sexual desires, so now he is self-taught?Just licking and kissing the side of his ear, he could hardly help moaning.

"elder brother."

Murong Lan hugged him around the waist, his eyes were misty, and his thin white fingertips clasped the corners of Murong Lan's clothes.But his fingertips were clenched, Murong Lan hugged him, his skin felt hard-hard and rough, and his legs softened uncontrollably.

"Xiao Wan doesn't like me?" Murong Lan's low-hoarse voice rang in his ears, half of his body was numb, and he heard Murong Lan say, "You will go through love calamity soon... you will meet in the mortal world... Others, maybe they will forget about my brother completely."

He could see that Murong Lan was not in a normal mood at this time, but he couldn't speak. Feng Jun was going to go through the love disaster when he was an adult, which was well known.

"There is no dislike, and I will never forget you."

Murong Lan's voice was gentle and coaxing, "Then brother only wants you this time, Xiao Wan, don't forget me in the future, how about it?"

He didn't have the slightest self-control in dealing with Murong Lan. He heard Murong Lan's words that night, and his whole body was filled with Murong Lan's aura from inside to outside.

He was held in Murong Lan's arms, holding Murong Lan with his fingertips, kissed so hard by Murong Lan that he couldn't breathe, his eyebrows and eyes were full of Murong Lan's face.He thought in his heart that their Phoenix family is the most dedicated, if they fall in love with someone, they will never change in their life.

The orchid fragrance in the room was still there, and he never noticed that there was an orchid imprint on his back, and the orchid slowly bloomed around his waist.

After Murong Lan broke the lust ring, he was interrogated in Nantian on the second day, the emperor was furious, and he was taken away by the prince, who had a very ugly face.

"I really misjudged the person. Before you were about to go through a catastrophe... he used the inner demon as a cover. This matter must have been calculated by him."

The crown prince warned him: "You are not allowed to see him again in the future. He is the emperor of Nantian, and his status is not inferior to mine. Fortunately, you are going to go through calamities, otherwise, even if the emperor spoils you again... the memory of the two of you will have to be erased. "

"He was fined to be locked up for a hundred years, and when you come back from the calamity... you two will be strangers. You must remember it well... There is absolutely no possibility between the two of you."

Ye Wanqing always believed in the prince's words, now she couldn't help but feel sad, and he was going to go down to the world soon, so he stayed in the fairy mountain, there were guards outside the fairy mountain, and he was not allowed to step out of the fairy mountain.

The more he sees him, the more he misses him. He misses Murong Lan.

He often looks at the sycamore tree outside the window. If the sycamore branches are affectionate, they can also send lovesickness.

Before he went down to earth, he met Murong Lan.

During the daytime, Murong Lan appeared under the sycamore tree, presumably it was a manifestation of the gods, allowing him to see his sweetheart for the last time.

"Brother Lan—"

He happily threw himself into Murong Lan's arms, there was a faint smile in Murong Lan's eyes, he was sore and sad, but he was relieved when he saw Murong Lan.

"Brother, I'm going down to earth, can we meet again in the future?"

He raised his eyelashes, looked at Murong Lan's face, Murong Lan lowered his head and kissed his lips, his eyes showed restrained affection in the spring day.

"I don't want to part with Xiao Wan, wherever Xiao Wan goes... I will go there."

"I'll be waiting for you in the mortal world."

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