The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

"The mountains and rivers are beautiful in late days, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze."

It is the sentence taught by the master in the school, but it is not the schoolchildren who read the poem.

A gentle female voice recites this harmonious poem, and the joy of jumping and jumping can't be gushed out. It makes people want to see a smiling young lady when they hear it, and they can't help but burst into smiles. .

Outside the window, there are a lot of flowers, and a pair of Bi people are sitting by the window.

Both of them have extraordinary looks, one is beautiful and the other is handsome. They are dressed in matching light cloud clothes, reflecting the bright spring scenery, making them more elegant and elegant, with outstanding temperament.

It was the woman who was reciting the poem. Her face was upturned, her eyes were bright, her cheeks were soft, and her smile was like a flower. Her slightly bent back accentuated her slender neck and flapping shoulder blades, but her body trembled.

"Don't move!" A clear male voice came from above, one hand supported her shoulder and exerted a little force.

"Are you ready?" The woman begged slightly in her voice, "It's so itchy!"

"If it weren't for you always making troubles, how could I not be able to draw well? Besides, eyebrows are not itchy. Could it be that foxes are so special?"

"I'm just reciting a poem, so what's causing the trouble? It's my husband, you're unreasonable!" Feng Jiu puffed up her cheeks unconvinced, "I didn't say it was the itchy eyebrows, it was the shoulders, your hands are not light or heavy , It's really itchy!"

Donghua moved away from holding Luo Zidai's hand, and looked sideways at her.Today, her clothes are indeed thinner, and it may be really unbearable for her to touch the skin on her shoulders, but if you connect with the poems she read...

He raised his brows, straightened her reddish face calmly, carefully but decisively drew two beautiful and slender distant mountain eyebrows, and after looking at it for a while, he said leisurely: "Is it really just reciting poetry? No, Want mandarin ducks?"

The face of the person who was talking about the central matter turned redder, and he bit his lip and said stiffly: "What, what a mess! People just appreciate the beauty of spring!"

Donghua seemed to brush her lips unintentionally, twirling her slender fingers, he always felt that his fingertips were sticky like honey, which attracted him to try his best to move towards her.Staring fixedly at the person in front of him, she was still muttering something, her unconscious biting made her lips even more charming, he couldn't help but leaned forward to taste: "... Madam thinks so well, no matter mandarin duck or spring scenery, it's really time Think about it all the time!"

These words are meaningful, and Feng Jiu, who is in it, can't help but comprehend them, and because he is trapped in someone's arms, he has to reunite his body and mind.When flustered and short of breath, the skin on the shoulders is no longer just a gentle touch. The strong support of the arms and the sweet lingering of the neck make every touch a prairie fire.

Even after a long time, she is still not very good at exhaling and inhaling, panting and lying on his shoulder, her voice is particularly soft: "Donghua..."

"Ok?"

"I miss you..." His figure was reflected in her rolling pupils, the pupils of Qiushui cut like moon discs.

"Me too."

They seem to be exchanging a secret message, invariably looking for a deeper bond.

Even though they are together, they still can't suppress the turbulent miss. It is those bizarre twists and turns that increase the desire for comfort.

Recently, Fengjiu often thinks of the "stupid things" that Donghua said.He said that those worlds were like their lifetimes, and he made Donghua and Fengjiu there complete, as if they had also attained consummation in lifetimes.

It is rare for him to say such straightforward love words, once he speaks, there will be storms and rivers rushing, her heart is agitated and she can't help herself, she takes it out and smacks it from time to time, suddenly wanting to know more while being tender and sweet.

She played with his hair and asked, "...Donghua, do you remember all the experiences in those worlds now?"

"What does Xiaobai want to know?"

The questions that have haunted Feng Jiu's mind for many days came out: "How do you help them? What is your identity in each world? Could it be that there are two Donghuas there?"

"Sometimes yes, sometimes no, but there can never be two identical people in one place."

Feng Jiu immediately thought of the place where he and she returned: "Where were you in the last world? Is that Donghua?"

"No, but I'm always by your side."

"Isn't it?" Even though she had guessed this early in the morning, she was still taken aback, letting his hands rub the soft flesh on her cheeks, and suddenly she said, "...Could it be Cang He?"

"Not too stupid."

Feng Jiu ignored Donghua's banter and said excitedly, "So the voice that Donghua heard was actually you?"

"You can say that. I went earlier, because he was in poor condition. I have been trying to send cultivation base to help him maintain, but it didn't work. It changed slightly after you appeared." In fact, Donghua and him were not the same at that time. Needless to say, it is difficult to rely on one wounded person to save another wounded person.

"Then why am I locked up in the barrier and can't come out?" Fengjiu regretted that she and Donghua shared joys and sorrows once, but they couldn't be with each other.

Donghua speculated: "Maybe, this is my experience. Although I accidentally let you enter, I can't let you participate. As for the escape in the middle, I speculate that there was some kind of echo with Feng Jiu in that world. It just so happened that that person was also facing a turning point, and he was temporarily freed from the shackles by chance. Or, it was only that chance from the beginning to the end, I don't know."

"That's really a close call!" Feng Jiu patted her chest and felt a little scared, but fortunately, more questions followed, "There are still more, then you..."

"Ma'am, you really have a lot of problems today!" I wanted to enjoy the peaceful day with her, but the little fox babbled, and even the charming atmosphere just now was completely destroyed, so I wished he would stop it himself.

"Well, I just..."

"It's my husband's dereliction of duty to let my wife have time to talk!"

"you……"

Donghua tightened his arms, bringing the two back into a tight distance.Now he really has mastered the secret of changing the subject, the eyes of the person in his arms are blurred, it seems that he has temporarily forgotten his original thoughts.

I'm sorry Xiaobai, this kind of question and answer is really dangerous, Donghua feels a little guilty.

He had a strong premonition that Feng Jiu would always ask questions like "Can I see those worlds?"What he said to Feng Jiu before was not wrong, seeing the progress of the last world was due to the short-lived connection that was left at that time, which naturally did not work for other worlds.But if you want to see what you have experienced, there is actually a way to spy on the memory, but if you reveal your own memory, you can no longer hide it. She will know his toss and turn in every world, maybe he will be depressed, maybe he will be sad, Why bother.

He promised to tell her everything, as long as she asks, he can't refuse, but such a moment can be delayed for a while.He hoped that she would feel comfortable and happy. A little show of weakness can be said to be fun, but there is no need to reveal the pain of the skin, and she doesn't need to know the hardships of the process.

Those worlds have become a thing of the past in his mind, but the hibiscus tree with the golden crow hanging there appears in his dreams from time to time, like a silent watchman, reminding him of the laughter and struggles of the past.

Once people let their guard down, they will be fearless in showing their true feelings.

The reunion after going through hardships is always very beautiful. Fengjiu and Donghua seem to have returned to the period of passionate love.The little fox no longer blindly cares about other people's eyes, and wanders around her husband for any reason.

Given that it was not long before the two of them returned, she was worried that Donghua's injuries had not healed, and when serving tea, she had to touch her palms and probe her forehead, and when she saw a slight change in his complexion, she would go to her ear to ask what was going on.

In the eyes of others, this eager look is a little lady who properly pampers her husband.The visiting Lien Song and Cheng Yu bumped into each other, they both had ambiguous eyes and indescribable faces.

Fengjiu seems to have cultivated a good face, ignoring the two people's winking, and caring about her husband is very frank, even talking to Chengyu, it does not prevent her from being a friend who knows the cold and asks for warmth, and adds sweetness to the red sleeves Good wife and mother.Donghua naturally pushed the boat along the way, smiling and letting her tug, touch and hug, enjoying it with eyes full of joy, and it also confirmed his reputation as a doting wife.

On the contrary, Lian Song and Cheng Yu couldn't stand it anymore. One pulled his sleeves and said that Feng Jiu was not reserved, and coaxed the old god like a son. lost his teeth and fled.

Feng Jiu sighed in her heart, after all, she was an unmarried person with a thin skin!

Although what she experienced with Donghua this time was an accident, it made her think a lot.Even if Donghua didn't say some words, she felt something in her heart. The so-called "Mandate of Heaven" that was always vaguely showing a sense of existence not far away was passed by them tacitly. There are other things that are especially cherished.

Nothing is more important than grabbing the moment.

Whether it's out of compensation or comfort, Donghua has indeed spent a lot more time with Gungun and Youyou recently.

On this day, Donghuaben and Fengjiu agreed to fly a kite with their family.Feng Jiu said that she wanted to pack up some food, so Donghua took a pair of children and waited by the small pond for recreation.

Youyou was still noisy as usual, poking here and knocking on the other side with the branches he picked up.Gun Gun seemed to be particularly quiet after following, he was a little depressed, knowing that he was going to study in Kunlun Xu, the God of Mo Yuan, even though he knew that this day would come, he still couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Donghua looked at his son's slightly dazed face, and didn't mention it. Instead, he said, "Is the spinning top from last time useful? If there is anything you want, Father is currently free."

Gun Gun thought of the mischievous little Dijiang, his heart warmed up, and he replied respectfully: "The gift from the father is very good, and the child likes it very much! Usually, the mother is thoughtful, and the child has nothing that is lacking, so I dare not disturb the father to recuperate!" Habit dictates , These words are more serious than intimacy, and finally have keen senses, and realized that Donghua's expression was not happy, and then thought about it, and added a sentence, "If, if the father is free, I would like to ask the father to point out the child's swordsmanship! "

As soon as these words came out, the invisible pressure on the top of Caicai's head suddenly eased, and Donghua said slowly: "Father, I forgot. It has been a long time since I taught you the sword art last time. There is nothing to do now, and it is time to learn from each other."

Because Cang He had already transformed into form, Donghua transformed into a sword and rolling Feng Yi's moves. Seeing that the little guy's actions are very organized, his movements are very disciplined, and he has a good posture. Compared with the last time, he is better than before.

Youyou, who was dancing wildly with a branch, attracted attention, and also learned how to make gestures.However, the sword in the elder brother's hand was shining coldly, and every move was rustling, which was obviously not comparable to a branch.

Youyou looked enviously at Feng Yi, the rotten branches that had been swung all the way just now had already faded away, she clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, seeing that the confrontation between her father and brother had come to an end, she turned her eyes and ran towards Donghua With a jump on his body, he tried his best to act coquettishly: "Father, brother's sword is so powerful, Youyou also wants his own sword~"

Donghua had expected this daughter who was born from a young skin, and she might not be able to calm down and play with words, so she made a pair of swords for the brother and sister at the beginning, but the little fox cub didn't tell them because of his young age.Seeing that she was really greedy, he still wanted to tease her, so he raised his face and said: "What kind of sword does such a small Douding want! Father can change a flower basket for you."

In Donghua's mind, the appearance of a chubby little fox cub wearing a flower skirt and a celestial girl scattering flowers appeared in Donghua's mind. He felt quite happy, and even Gun Gun started to laugh as if thinking of something.

Youyou quit. It is expected that my father and brother must have remembered the dark history of her dancing in a feather skirt, and immediately pouted and protested: "I don't want a flower basket, and I don't want to dance in a flower skirt. Sword! Who said Xiaodouding can't have a sword? I can also dance with a sword, and I have learned my brother's moves!"

Fearing that they would not believe it, she got off Donghua again, picked up the branch thrown on the ground, and used it from memory.

Xiaotuanzi's tricks made it seem plausible, but both father and son are familiar with it. It was the trick Donghua directed Gun Gun before. Cub still has some talent in sword practice.

The small face, which has always had lively eyebrows, is very serious when it is serious. The appearance of frowning and pursing lips is more and more similar to Gun Gun, and it is exactly the same as himself.Now Donghua believed what Feng Jiu said, and his daughter was the most similar to him.

Donghua thinks of the Youyou who he saw 30 years later in the first world. He is heroic yet lively, and he loves the unrestrained life. She seems not to care about anything, but in fact she has her own ideas, so willful. Good.She is already a queen, and she loves to act like a baby when she sees her father.The appearance of Xiaomao Tuanzi begging him for his wish with puffy cheeks is not different from the appearance of holding his arm 30 years later.

"Yuyou." Donghua smiled and called the panting tuanzi over, and with a swipe in the air, he pointed to the sword caged in the light group and said, "This is the 'Yao Ling', my father has not forgotten you, but It won’t be available until you get older.”

Youyou opened her eyes wide and her face was flushed. She put her arms around Donghua and shouted happily: "This is my sword? Really? Father is so kind! Haha, I have a sword too!"

The little fox cub was so excited, her father said that she could only watch first, so she circled "Yao Ling" countless times, looked up, down, left, and right, and begged her brother to take out his sword for her to compare .

As soon as the two swords came out, two balls of silver light hung in the air. Due to the mutual induction, the magic circle behind them faintly appeared, and it also illuminated the open space by the pond a bit.

The two little children raised their heads and discussed fiercely with each other, not paying attention to their father's condition.

Amidst Qingfeng's clanging, the magic circle moved slowly, Donghua heard a short "shua", his eyes suddenly lit up, and fell into a blinding white light.

There was nothing in the white light, up, down, left, and right, he didn't know if he was moving forward, but he only knew that the emptiness was not as peaceful as it looked, and after a long time, he became a little dizzy and glaring.

There is a voice calling him, Donghua, Dong———

"Donghua?" The familiar and clear call woke him up suddenly, and at some point he had already leaned against the gazebo, with Feng Jiu's magnified face in front of him.With a basket in her hand, she thought she had packed it up and came to look for them.Gun Gun and You You pulled his sleeves and looked over, just like their mothers, they both looked at him worriedly.

"Okay?" He took Feng Jiu's hand and asked, "Okay, let's go!"

Looking around, seeing nothing unusual, he frowned slightly, then put away his sword, took the things in Feng Jiu's hand, and led the whole family to move on.

"...So, why didn't you take me there?" In the study, Cang He was complaining to Donghua.

Since the return of Donghua and Fengjiu, Cang He has been a little unhappy.

After the accident of the Celestial Clan eight years ago, Donghua disappeared, and he faced the transformation again. He was forced to be helpless, and it was a rare day to be separated from Donghua since the refinement.Later, when Donghua came back, he found that he had changed his form and helped him stabilize his cultivation. He was grateful for this.But since they met, why didn't he participate in the series of encounters afterwards?In vain he thought they were Jiao Buli Meng's friendship!

As the creator, Donghua did not accept the title of "Master" like other people after his transformation. He said: "Why bother, just call the name." Although Cang He was ignorant, he knew that this was his Good intentions are not bound by identity.

Because of this, even though Cang He loses his temper sometimes, he really takes Donghua to heart.In his mind, Donghua should be his father, brother and friend in terms of relationship. With a friendship of tens of thousands of years, why should he not be called?

But it happened to be this person, who came back from several adventures with scars, but he didn't even think about taking him.

He is used to fighting with Donghua, even thinking that he has not thought about it for a moment in the 500 years since Donghua became immortal. Time is not as good, why not make him complain?

Facing Cang He's questioning, Donghua seemed a little absent-minded.

The window behind Cang He is facing the garden. From here, you can have a panoramic view of the four seasons in the garden.

Occasionally, there are ripples in the small pond, and the fat golden carp floats up to spit bubbles, and its dorsal fin cuts through the calm water surface, setting off tiny sprays.The hexagonal pavilion by the pond is very quiet without the playful fox cubs.Beside the pavilion is a worry-free tree, with tall and dense branches supporting a green shade, forming a world of its own.

It was obviously a familiar scene, but Donghua felt that something was different.

The wind passed through the treetops, and the rustling sound passed by his ears. The shadows of the trees swayed, and the surrounding sounds suddenly disappeared. The sudden silence pushed him into another realm.

The huge canopy is lit with a faint light, and the light spots escape from the dense branches and disappear into the deep nothingness around.There are also a few balls of light, like lamps and lamps, hanging between the branches, and the light balls are flickering, like an invitation from a traveler, waiting for a response.

Donghua seemed to hear some kind of call again, the soft and distant voice seemed to be invisible, but unexpectedly penetrating, easily crossed the barrier protecting the sea of ​​consciousness, and hit the depths of the soul.

Donghua, Donghua——

That voice seemed to say something, but before that, a quietly rising mist had surrounded him, and even his thoughts were wrapped in solid moisture, becoming sluggish and obscure, and his eyelids became heavy uncontrollably.

"...Are you listening to me?" One hand was tugging at his shirt, the voice was separated by several doors and multiple curtains, as if it was hidden under the water.

The teacup in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound, but it seemed to break the curse of silence, all the sounds returned instantly, competing to converge in his ears, the sharp sound made his forehead throb, he couldn't bear it He reached out and caressed.

"Donghua?" Cang He looked at him with concern, still fighting for himself, "Let me just say, it's useless if you don't take me there, right? You have to admit defeat when you are old, don't show off when you should have help!"

Donghua squinted at him and said, "Who is useless! I didn't take you because I couldn't take you."

"Then how can Bai Fengjiu go?"

"You still want to compare with her!"

Cang He was stunned speechless, staring at him and slandering: Hmph, old things value sex over friends!

Naturally, he dare not say this on the bright side, although he felt that although he could not compare with the little empress, he would not be as insignificant as he said, as expected, having a daughter-in-law is different.

Seeing Donghua's complexion was unfriendly, Cang He just realized that this person can read minds, knowing that he would suffer disaster if he didn't leave, he hurriedly left the palace gate without even caring about maintaining the last bit of reserve.

In a flash, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of something in front of the window, but when he turned his head and looked again, there was nothing unusual, but Donghua was smiling at him, and Cang He immediately shuddered, thinking whether to go to Bihai Cangling's hiding place or not. Hiding from the limelight in the sword room.Even though the armor has been forged to be extremely hard, he still feels like a little padded jacket that leaks air, and feels cold for no reason.