Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

Zhong Ying's room and Jun Buyi's room are just separated by a wall. With the keen five senses of a cultivator, even if Jun Buyi falls asleep or is meditating, Zhong Ying's two voices can wake people up.

However, the sound echoed in the empty room, and the other side was silent, as quiet as death.

Don't you care?

Zhong Ying closed his eyelids, his consciousness spread out a little, and after exploring it, he retracted it instantly.

Just at that moment, he was sure that Jun Buyi was indeed lying on the opposite side, and he didn't sneak out in the middle of the night to fool around.

"Unexpectedly!" Zhong Ying roared with a loud voice.

Still no response...

Zhong Ying wrapped her whole body in the quilt, only a few strands of temple hair and a pair of peach blossom eyes were exposed, the original straight and long eyelashes trembled under the cold wind, a little less sharp and a little more innocent .

Zhong Ying couldn't help but suspect that Jun Buyi deliberately ignored him.

After all, he scolded Jun Unexpectedly one, two, three... many times during the day, and scolded Jun Unexpectedly so much that he dared not speak.In the middle of the night, I saw someone again, which woke me up from my dream.

New and old hatred add up, it is really reasonable for you to ignore him if you don't want to.

But Zhong Ying is a majestic devil, but he looks like an old woman during the day, cleaning the bedroom and making the bed for others, and it is really freezing at night.

Zhong Ying didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ying felt that he couldn't sit still, so he knocked on the wall.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was a dull sound knocking on the wall, hitting the eardrums directly, Zhong Ying raised his chin slightly in response, and put on a vicious gesture: "Unexpectedly, if you don't return to me, I will tear down the wall, why don't we blow the cool breeze together?" .”

"..."

"Unexpectedly! Say nothing!"

"..."

"Big beauty!"

"..."

"Little beauty!"

"..."

"Little goblin—"

Zhong Ying was facing the wall, unable to bear it any longer, and when he was about to knock on the door directly, an extremely vague voice came from a low voice, if it wasn't for the quiet night and Zhong Ying's good ears, he wouldn't have heard it at all.

"Finally you're willing to talk to me." Zhong Ying rolled his eyes.

The voice was low and hoarse: "...what's wrong?"

"Change rooms..." Zhong Ying originally wanted to change rooms with Jun Buyi directly, so that Jun Buyi could go to the cold and repair the roof, but somehow the words Jun Buyi said beside the blue wall porcelain vat during the day flashed through his mind.

The slender and cold boy planted wisteria, asked him if he wanted to raise a few fish, and then said those words calmly, which is undoubtedly very contagious.

At least, Zhong Ying is now ashamed to act like a "bandit".

"It's snowing outside, and my roof is broken, so I can't live here, why don't we make do to live together tonight?" Zhong Ying struggled.

There was silence for a long time, and after a while, a weak voice came intermittently: "Use spiritual power to keep out the cold, or use fire-attributed treasures to keep out the cold..."

"Nonsense! If I can use my spiritual power to drive out the cold all night, I won't wake up from freezing, and I won't look for you!" Zhong Ying kicked the wall with his bare feet.

After kicking, Zhong Ying put on his boots and socks, wrapped in a quilt, pushed the door and rushed out, and saw the door of Jun Buyi's room as soon as he turned the corner.

There is not a single door in the entire yard that is good, including Jun Buyi's room. Like Zhong Ying, he just uses a round stool to prop against the door.

Zhong Ying pushed open the wooden door easily, and stepped in swaggeringly like a bandit entering a village.

The cold wind poured into the house, blowing the candles flickering on and off.Zhong Ying closed the door with his backhand, and was instantly surrounded by warm air, making his whole body tremble.

At this time, Zhong Ying had a clear view of the room, a lotus oil lamp and a gilt embossed incense burner were placed on the faded tabletop, countless round and bright night pearls were scattered in the corner of the wall, and a waterfall pattern of orchids was placed beside the bed. screen.

The candlelight is slightly warm, the pearl is shiny, and the white smoke is curling up.

These exquisite gadgets are out of tune with the whole room, but they decorate the old walls pleasing to the eye.

Zhong Ying remembered Jun Buyi's identity as the Crown Prince of Chongming Kingdom, and compared his own "snowy" room, he strengthened his mind, and felt that it was no big deal for him to stay with his deadly enemy for one night, so he raised his eyes to the bed Look up.

By the candlelight, Zhong Ying saw the people huddled together on the bed.

Contrary to Zhong Ying's imagination, Jun Buyi didn't stay obediently under the soft quilt, he didn't even take off his outer robe, he didn't take off the white jade mask, he just sat on the bed with bare ankles, leaning half against the wall. corners, with arms wrapped around knees, head resting slightly on arms.

The robes are not as neat as in the daytime, wishing not to reveal a trace of skin all over the body, the skirts of the skirts slipped off the shoulders, revealing the snow-white inner garment, and the white clothes are spread on the brocade quilt, as if a thin layer of crystal snow has fallen.Long black satin like crow feathers poured down from her shoulders, with a few strands tangled around her cheeks.

Most of his face was covered by shadows, and the fingers hanging on his knees were pale and transparent.

Like a helpless child, I can only hug myself to seek some comfort in emptiness.

Zhong Ying was not interested in his arch-rival, so he just glanced at him, his eyes were fixed on the bed, and he said casually, "You still meditate in the middle of the night."

That is, the posture of sitting in meditation is unheard of.

Zhong Ying said perfunctorily: "You are really hardworking."

Then very consciously threw the quilt and pillow on the bed, took off his shoes, and retreated back into the warm place, occupying most of the entire bed.

"Move your seat, I can't stretch my legs like this."

"...Okay." Jun Buyi replied, his voice muffled and vain.

However, the bell waited for a long time, but he did not move.

"Why don't you move?"

Zhong Ying kicked Jun Buyi's calf through the thick quilt. After all, he had to rub against him. Even if Jun Buyi was the enemy who killed Qiandao, Zhong Ying didn't use any force, and opened and closed his mouth up and down: "How about you Go to my room and meditate, anyway, you are not afraid of the cold..."

With just such a slight swipe, the boy with his knees around was as papery as paper. With a slight sway, he fell on Zhong Ying's body, with his body pressed against Zhong Ying's legs and his head pressed against Zhong Ying's waist. A faint fragrance drifted past Zhong Ying's nose.

"..."

Zhong Ying took a deep breath and almost jumped up: "My mother..."

"Hey, get up quickly!" Zhong Ying raised his hand to push the person, when his fingers touched Jun Buyi's shoulder, it was as if he had touched a piece of black ice, and Zhong Ying shivered from the cold.

Jun Buyi's body is actually colder than the ice and snow outside the house...

Zhong Ying blinked, barely stood up, and looked at his deadly enemy seriously.This time he looked carefully, and found that Jun Buyi's clothes had all been changed, his lips were abnormally bright red, his breathing was hot, but intermittently very weak.

This scene is somewhat familiar.

Zhong Ying remembered that when he and he rolled dozens of steps, when he looked up, he saw Jun Buyi like this, with his eyes closed weakly, his face stained with tiredness and sickness.

Pei Wenliu said: This little Highness has been in a coma for seven days, and his body has not recovered at all, he is just holding on.

Zhong Ying scoffed at these words, because Jun Buyi easily passed the test of the Mirror of All Beings, and even had a fight with Zhong Ying, even cleaning up the yard all day during the day, even if he was not in good health, he would not collapse all at once.

Now Zhong Ying was a little surprised.

Fat Dun invited Jun to go to the dining hall with him, but he refused, maybe not because of Bigu and Qinggao, but because he couldn't hold on anymore.Zhong Ying called him through the wall for a long time, but he didn't respond, maybe it wasn't because he was secretly settling old scores, but because he was insane and unconscious.

——What should I do if my deadly enemy falls on me weakly?

Zhong Ying held his breath, feeling that there was no need to think about the answer.

They didn't get along for more than a day.

But their positions and identities are doomed to confrontation.

Compared with the old grievances of hundreds of years, the young man standing by the blue wall porcelain vat, who would discuss with him what kind of flowers and trees to plant and how many fishes to raise, was like a mirror in water, so illusory that it would shatter at the touch of a poke.

The bright peach blossom eyes were stained with the indifference of darkness, the coldness of the sword, Zhong Ying hooked the corners of his lips, and the flickering candlelight enveloped him, this smile condensed into a bloody murderous intent.

Zhong Ying raised his hand, and the young man's untainted fingers easily landed on Jun Buyi's neck.At the same time, the divine consciousness belonging to the Demon Lord enveloped the bedroom, cutting off all possibilities of prying eyes.

As long as he does it neatly, everyone will think that it is the result of Jun's unexpected illness.

And with the protection of the cheap father who is the sword master, the Chongming Kingdom could not attack him without evidence.

Zhong Ying squeezed his fingers slightly, he could clearly feel the fragility of Jun Buyi's neck.You can see that Jun Buyi frowned slightly because of discomfort.

How weak... Zhong Ying couldn't help thinking.

Just when he was about to completely twist the neck of his deadly opponent, a bone-chilling hand landed on Zhong Ying's wrist, instantly restraining Zhong Ying's spiritual power.

The eyelashes trembled, and Jun Buyi slowly opened his eyes.

Caught off guard, the four eyes meet.

The poison of night was quenched in Zhong Ying's eyes.

Unexpectedly, the pupils of the eyes are empty and empty, and there is no gleam of brilliance.

"What are you doing..." Jun Buyi's voice was muffled and hoarse, and he shook his head slightly, as if he was not fully awake.

Zhong Ying immediately withdrew his hand and replied, "You have a fever."

"Well……"

"Go to sleep, don't press me down." Zhong Ying said again.

Jun Buyi closed his eyes, and after a long silence, he hummed in a low voice, but just like before, he just replied subconsciously, his body did not move at all, but fell into a deep sleep.

This time, Zhong Ying didn't know what to do. He rubbed his numb wrist and curled his lips.

The result of the trial just now was obvious, Jun didn't expect that even though he was so weak, he still had the ability to protect himself.

With Zhong Ying's current strength, he can't kill the opponent at all, it's better to just let Jun Buyi go and let him die of illness and cold.

When thinking this way, Zhong Ying raised his hand to push him away.

Jun Buyi unconsciously murmured: "It's so uncomfortable..."

"What?" Zhong Ying leaned over to listen.

"cold……"

Zhong Ying: "..."

Zhong Ying pulled Jun Buyi's own quilt, covered the person, rolled it up, wrapped the person into a silkworm chrysalis, and pushed hard, Jun Buyi rolled aside with the quilt together.