High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

After the Qinghe Pond banquet, the peace in the Zhongtian Palace returned to the past.

In a certain bedroom here, pure white veils hang down in layers. There is no other decoration in the room, so clean and simple as if no one has ever lived in it.

On the other hand, in the vase on the desk, I picked a few peach blossoms from nowhere, and inserted them obliquely in the green-glazed long-necked bottle, adding a bit of vitality to the room.

At this time, the figure who had been sleeping quietly on the bed behind the veil moved a bit, and then sat up suddenly as if awakened by a start.

where is this?

This was the first question that popped up in Xi Hua's mind after opening his eyes.

His memory at this time is still in the jug of wine at the banquet...

Xi Hua couldn't help but rubbed his forehead.Who would have imagined that at such a banquet where all the immortals participated, they would be given wine that could make the immortals drunk?

Xi Hua looked at the hanging curtains all around—who brought him here?

Xi Hua vaguely remembered that he seemed to see Dijun when he was drunk.

Could it be that the emperor brought himself back to the bedroom?

Xi Hua's own wild speculation is also a bit funny.

When you are drunk, who knows who you saw?

Xi Hua felt that he was probably lost, maybe he had misidentified some unlucky immortal.

Xi Hua sat on the bed and thought for a while. During this time, there was no sound around, no one came over, and no one spoke.

Xi Hua lifted the quilt on his body and just wanted to go down.

At this time, a hand with sharp bones stretched in from the outside, lifting the layered veils.

The hem of the robe embroidered with dark golden cloud patterns is gorgeous and solemn, followed by a cool and light woody fragrance.

Xi Hua's heart instantly rose to his throat.

It seems that what he remembered before was not a hallucination, let alone a mistaken person.

But really, really met Dijun...

Then it is almost certain where I am now...

After Xi Hua realized this like lightning, he immediately became at a loss what to do.

"woke up?"

At this time, Chongming had already walked to Xi Hua's bedside, leaning over slightly, just a little dissatisfied with Xi Hua's dodging eyes, but thinking that after all, he hadn't met for a long time after returning, maybe the other party just wasn't used to it for a while, and the coldness on his face Only then will the meaning melt away.

He just wanted to stretch out his hand to straighten Xi Hua's messy sleeping hair, but he felt that this kind of action seemed too intimate and petting, and it was easy for the other party to be spoiled and proud, but if he pestered him every day, then Not so good.

After all, he is in the fairy world now, and as the Lord of the Mid-Tian, ​​it doesn't look good for him to be sticky with others all day long.

While thinking this way, Chongming recalled that when Xi Hua was drunk and hung on his body, sniffing like a kitten, a faint smile subconsciously overflowed from his lips.

At this time, Xi Hua's hands on the bed were tangled and clutched at the quilt under the bed. He thought about the scene of meeting Dijun many times after he came back.

But definitely not including now!

Xi Hua lowered his head, so naturally he didn't know the expression on Dijun's face at this time, but felt that the other party's voice seemed to be so cold and clear.

After Chongming said this, he was actually quite looking forward to Xi Hua's next move.

For example, would she throw herself into her arms, or would she act like a baby to herself in a soft voice——

Although it's a little out of place, but if the other party is Xi Hua, it's okay to pamper him a little bit.

The lord of mid-heaven stood upright, his expression remained unchanged, but his mood became visibly cheerful.

It's just that such a happy mood didn't last long, because Chongming found that Xi Hua seemed to be too quiet, and he didn't say a word until now, and he didn't even have any pictures that might appear in his imagination.

Chongming slowly frowned, a little puzzled.

The distance between the two is relatively close at this time, Xi Hua is half-sitting on the bed, while Chong Ming is standing by the bed.

Seen from this angle, the half of the porcelain-white nape exposed under the black hair came into Chongming's eyes.

There is an almost seductive beauty.

Chongming secretly commented in his heart.

He squeezed the palm of his hand, trying his best to resist the urge to touch.

And just when Chongming was thinking about what else to say, Xi Hua exhaled lightly, then raised his head, his pale pink lips opened and closed,

Shouted: "Dijun."

Chongming's eyes fell on that lip, the lip color was the same beautiful and soft light pink in early March when the peach blossoms first bloomed in spring, and the shape was very good - in his memory, he had kissed this lip countless times, closing his lips Eyes can accurately describe the shape of each other's lips.

"Also please ask the emperor to avoid it for a moment, let me... allow Xiaxian to get dressed."

Xi Hua tightly kneaded the quilt, faced the emperor's unclear gaze, and finished this sentence bravely.

The position of the two of them now is a bit too strange. Under such circumstances, Xi Hua has no way to think normally, and can only think about getting rid of the embarrassing situation at this time.

And he also urgently needs a separate space for him to recall, what did he say and do when he was drunk?

Also, how did you meet the Lord God at that time?

It's impossible for the other party to change his mind in just a few days?

Xi Hua was really not sure.

"Are you afraid of me?"

If Chongming's tone at the beginning was still a little uncertain, then it was almost certain in the end.He was a little belatedly aware of Xi Hua's respect and alienation at this moment...

why?

It's not like that when you're drunk,

It was not like this during the calamity.

"The emperor's majesty is profound..."

"Xi Hua!"

Chongming interrupted the other party's words angrily, and he even wondered if Xi Hua was deliberately using these high-sounding words to anger himself.

"You know that's not what I want to hear."

However, Xi Hua was silent for a while, just raised his eyes, and then said softly: "Then what do you want to hear?"

Chongming was really a little angry, but at the same time he was angry, a few traces of uncontrollable panic and fear suddenly appeared in his heart.

——At least, "Don't use honorific words," Chong Ming's tone dropped, he wanted to hold Xi Hua's shoulders, but he was afraid of scaring the other party, so he had to hold his fingers tightly in his palm.

He has always been calm and reserved, but he panicked the moment he realized that Xi Hua might want to distance himself.

After all, all his composure before was only because he understood Xi Hua's feelings for him.

He cared more about Xi Hua than he thought.

Chongming took a step forward, and the distance between the two was narrowed again.

He whispered: "There is no need to use honorifics between you and me."

It was beyond Xi Hua's expectation that Dijun could say such a thing.

Xi Hua couldn't help raising his eyes in surprise, and his eyes fell into a pair of black pupils that seemed to be bottomless.

This look is too familiar.

It made Xi Hua think of many things in the past.

"You, do you still remember?"

After Xi Hua asked this sentence, he couldn't help raising his heart. After the Immortal of Tribulations returned to his place, Qian Chen remembered it, and most people didn't care.

But what Xi Hua wanted to ask was obviously not whether he really remembered this, he thought the other party could understand what he meant.

Chong Ming looked at Xi Hua firmly, and finally said slowly in an almost dead silence atmosphere, "Remember."

"Xuandu?"

"I'm."

"Lu Huizhou?"

"I'm."

"Xie Mingfei?"

"I'm."

"Lin Fanqing."

"I'm."

"Shen Yuanyan."

"I'm."

At the end of Xi Hua's speech, he was choked up, and tears welled up in his eyes. He wiped away the tears that were about to fall, and said, "Liar."

How could Dijun still be them?

impossible.

Chong Ming silently squatted down, half kneeling in front of Xi Hua.

This time he finally stretched out his hand to caress the top of Xi Hua's head, and sighed.

"Xi Hua, I am them, and they are also me. You just need to know that from the beginning to the end, I am the only one."

Chongming very gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Xi Hua's eyes with his fingertips, and removed the majesty and indifference of being the lord of the sky, leaving only the gentleness that is almost addictive.

"I was still injured when I came back."

Xi Hua knew that his current appearance seemed a bit unreasonable, but he still said it.

"You didn't even come to see me."

Chongming's heart felt as if he had been bitten by something, and there was a slight pain in his heart.

He looked seriously at Xi Hua's watery eyes, "It's my fault."

After all, at that time, Chongming himself was still at a stage where he didn't know how to deal with the previous incident, and he miscalculated his feelings for Xi Hua.

Thinking back on it now, Chongming only has distress and self-blame.

No matter how expensive and rare the elixir is, it is still a dead thing, and Xi Hua's injuries can be said to be caused by him.

"Ah."

Xi Hua hummed in a muffled voice, and turned his eyes awkwardly.

It was true that he had complained about the other party, but now that the other party admitted it so solemnly, Xi Hua felt a little embarrassed.

After all, no one stipulates that the immortal after the calamity returns should remember these things.

Remember it was a surprise.

Don't remember or don't care is the situation that most people will encounter.

Xi Hua pursed his lips and didn't know what to say, but Chong Ming didn't give him much time to think.

There was a warm and soft touch on the forehead, but it was enough to make Xi Hua's eyes widen suddenly.

Although in the mortal world, he had had many close contacts with..., but this is different after all.

You must know that at this time, both he and Dijun are real bodies.

In such a quiet environment, Chongming pressed Xi Hua's forehead, and said seriously: "Xi Hua, let's start again, shall we?"