After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

It was already evening when Cui Yan returned to Hades, and he was handling official business in the Huagai Palace without stopping for a moment. Even Cui Yu praised him and wanted to report to the heavens and ask for a reward of "model worker in the underworld".

He corrected until the middle of the night, and the notebooks were full of trivial matters, and the word "read" gradually changed from correct regular script to flamboyant cursive script.

After listening to the conversation between Sui Yan and Qing Xun, the heart hanging on the tip of the knife was even more unable to calm down. I planned to continue the official business to relieve my worries, but I couldn't help worrying more.

He couldn't get enough of his breath, so he thought about going out for a walk to catch his breath, but his legs and feet seemed to walk to Bixiao Palace in disbelief.

At this point, Fu Xuan should have fallen asleep, he hadn't seen him for many days, let alone hug him, his heart seemed to be missing a corner, he was so empty that he couldn't get up.

He entered the room lightly, leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed, and gazed tenderly at Fu Xuan who was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, he saw a navy blue braided bracelet pressed against the pillow. It could be seen that the handwork was a little rough, and he didn't need to guess that it was A Xuan's masterpiece.

"Is this for me?" Cui Yan's voice was like a gnat, and she raised her eyebrows happily.

He carefully took out the bracelet from under the pillow, and fondled it between his wrists. The length was exactly his size, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter. But thinking that the bracelet was Fu Xuan's wish, Cui Yan reluctantly stuffed it back under the pillow.

As the saying goes: "A tiger has three sons, there must be a big boy." Cui Yan's childhood was just like this "big boy".

Since he was a child, he was regarded by his fellow clan as an ominous existence among the dragons and snakes. He was abandoned by his clan at Qianlong Mountain surrounded by wolves, tigers and leopards when he just turned a hundred years old.

He has to worry about eating blood and flesh every day. As a young Xiaojiao, he can only hunt alone, building caves with no relatives and friends to survive.

When it is windy and rainy, he will worry about whether his lair is solid as a rock; when he hears the neighing of wild animals in the middle of the night, he will be afraid whether he will become a delicious meal for others.

Therefore, since then, Cui Yan will not spend useless thoughts on these romantic things.

"Cui Lang" Fu Xuan's eyes were sleepy, and he couldn't help showing a little surprise when he saw Cui Yan sitting in front of the bed.

These days he can always dream of some strange images, and wake up three or four times a night.He didn't sleep well, and he went to Huagai Hall to wait for Cui Yan on time every day, but every time he waited until midnight, Cui Yan didn't come out, and the ghost servants who were working as errands seemed to have discussed it better, and wanted to send him away every now and then. go back.

Later, Fu Xuan didn't go there so often, most of the time he just sat in front of Bixiao Palace until the sun went down, and when Cui Yan was nowhere to be seen, he didn't wait, and obediently closed the door Kill time.

When he had nothing to do to think about Cui Yan, he had no choice but to pour all his thoughts on the thin rice paper. Now he has written the man's name more and more beautifully.

Every night when he couldn't sleep, he would not cry and think about Cui Yan, but would obediently wear the goose feather cloak that Cui Yan sent him, turn on the light and read the words written by Mr. over and over again. He can also recite the specific content backwards.

Fu Xuan saw the day-thinking and night-sleeping face, and he sat up happily, with his palm just pressed on the bracelet.

Uncomfortably, he wanted to hide the bracelet under the pillow, poking carefully with two fingers.

Cui Yan looked at him trying to cover up, and knowingly asked, "Isn't this for me?"

"" Fu Xuan said angrily, "We haven't made peace yet, Cui Lang don't talk to me."

Fu Xuan crossed his arms, wanting to show some momentum, he swore that this time, he would never soften his heart so easily no matter what he said!

The man vented his anger on himself for no reason, and instead of not caring about it, he put down his pride and shame to find him, but also arrogantly refused to see him.

It's good now, so nonchalantly appearing in front of me, what is this?

Give me a slap, and another date?

Cui Yan rested his head on Fu Xuan's shoulder, the rough stubble made his delicate skin feel a little itchy.

The man greedily pressed Fu Xuan's earlobe and said sincerely, "I was wrong."

Fu Xuan knew that he should be born with a bit of hypochondriac, and Cui Yan showed weakness in a few words, and his original "steel" heart softened in an instant, and he scratched Cui Yan's neck with his small head, wanting to laugh but not He dared to laugh out loud, so he bit his lip and covered his head in foolish joy.

Cui Yan rolled up Fu Xuan's lock of short hair behind his ear, and asked him puzzled, "Why is this strand of hair so short?"

Fu Xuan turned his face away guiltily, and murmured, "I cut it myself."

When he was confessing, Cui Yan's hand had already quietly reached under the pillow, and he spread the drawn bracelet in his palm. His expression was not very good, and he asked, "Because of this?"

"En." Fu Xuan nodded shyly.

He wanted to snatch it, but he was not Cui Yan's opponent at all, so he said dejectedly: "The 'a strand of black silk is the wrist of the king' written in Mr. Lin's book. Anyway, I usually have nothing to do, so I just wanted to make it up." .But I’m not good at comprehension. It’s only decent when I make a dozen or so. I didn’t expect you to come today. In time, I’ll be able to weave it better. I’ll send it to you at that time. You first return the bad pen in your hand to me.”

Failure?God knows how much he likes the bracelet made by Ah Xuan, Cui Yan is more excited than those magic tools.

"As long as it is made by Ah Xuan, I like it." Cui Yan couldn't put it down, staring at him insatiably: "Can I ask Ah Xuan to put it on for me?"

Fu Xuan's eyebrows were almost twisted into a character 'eight', and he responded softly with his mouth tightly pursed.

Cui Yan rolled up his fat sleeves, and generously extended his left hand to him.

The man's wrist bones are much bigger than his own. Fortunately, he made a loop when weaving it. Fu Xuan pulled the two ends of the rope to the largest circle, and put it on Cui Yan's hand intently.

The palms of the hands were tickled by the man's fingers, Fu Xuan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, his breath was short of breath, and Cui Yan grabbed his wrist when he wanted to pull away, "Why are you hiding before you put it on?"

"Cui Lang is like this, I will misunderstand that you want to do it." God knows how much Fu Xuan wants to have sex with Cui Yan these days. People who have eaten meat probably don't think about being vegetarian.

He never hides his enthusiasm for Cui Yan, but he feels ashamed after being rejected a lot by the other party, so now he has become less confident.

Cui Yan was stunned for a moment, when Fu Xuan just put the bracelet on him, his eyes were hot and full of love, he couldn't believe that Cui Yan couldn't see how much he longed to be hugged now.

Still didn't get what he thought, Fu Xuan said discouragedly: "I'm joking, don't take it seriously. I won't be a young lady now, so a serious wife won't pester her husband with excessive demands."

Cui Yan guiltily kissed Fu Xuan's forehead, no matter how hard Fu Xuan endured, he endured as much as he endured.

Therefore, this matter can no longer be indecisively dragged on.Perhaps it is the best way out for Fu Xuan to let go of his obsession, succeed in ascension, and then courte him openly.

Even with Cui Yan by his side, Fu Xuan still couldn't close his eyes. As long as he closed his eyes, those horrible and bloodthirsty images would come to mind vividly like a landslide.

"Cui Lang, I can't sleep. Can you take me to Huangquan to see Manzhushahua?"

When Fu Xuan said this, he didn't mention it casually, but it happened for a reason.

At the end of every dream these days, he would always be lying naked among the manjusawa.But in an instant, Manzhushahua ignited sparks from nowhere, as if he had been splashed with hot oil, the fire was unstoppable, no matter how much he yelled to fight, it would not help, and finally he burned into black with Manzhushahua The ash floated into the bottomless yellow spring, was forcibly caught by the algae, and became the fertilization of the vegetation in the water.

Cui Yan said softly: "Okay."

The night in the Netherworld is colder than that in the mortal world, and the neighing of ghosts in the hell is even more ear-piercing.

Fu Xuan was too lazy to tie his hair and wear a crown, and his long hair was scattered behind his back. He hasn't slept well recently, and he hasn't eaten much.

This is Fu Xuan's first visit to Huangquan.

The river in Huangquan is blue and sparkling, which is very beautiful.

He looked at the budding Manzhushahua by the Yellow Spring, with longing on his face: "Cui Lang, when will this flower bloom?"

This is the first time I have seen this flower, but I always feel that I have an inextricable bond with this flower, Fu Xuan finds it very magical.

Although I also like picking and arranging flowers in the world, I have never had such a special emotion for any kind of flower.

"Soon, it will be another month or two." Cui Yan held his hand, rubbed it and asked, "Is it cold?"

"Fortunately."

Cui Yan held Fu Xuan's face in his hands, and wanted to say a lot to him, and thousands of words were condensed into one sentence, "Will you believe me?"

Fu Xuan raised his head and looked directly at Cui Yan. If there was anything in the world worth his all, it would be this person in front of him.No matter what Cui Yan wants him to take out, as long as he has, he will give it all.

"Yes." He replied solemnly.

"Then let's go to the mortal world together to find your lost memory?"

Fu Xuan was not surprised, he knew that once a man spoke to him, there must be a purpose.It's like the time Cui Yan found her relatives for herself, although it was really painful, but now she can understand the man's behavior.He smiled sweetly, raised a finger and said, "I have a request."

Cui Yan caressed his broken hair, "Just mention it."

"When the manjusawa are in full bloom, Cui Lang will come to Huangquan with me again, okay?"

Hearing Cui Yan's immediate response, Fu Xuan still felt that it wasn't safe enough, so he acted like a child, "Cui Lang hook me up and stamp."

"Why do I feel that Ah Xuan is more fond of deceiving people."

Fu Xuan wrote a lot of nonsense, smiled and raised Cui Yan's little finger, and said obediently: "That's why you have to get a seal with me even more, so that I won't go back on my word!"

Cui Yan pondered: I hope that the immortal will not regret it in the future.