Purple Qi Donglai

"Zheyan, Bing Dilian will be handed over to you and handed over to Seventeen. Jing Qiong and I will return to heaven immediately." Mo Yuan and Jing Qiong looked at each other, and then they both turned into a white smoke and flew up to the heaven.

"These two people really come and go in a hurry, no matter what,"

Si Ming rushed to the Taichen Palace in a hurry, but he didn't see the emperor in the main hall, so he wanted to rush to the side hall.

"Si Ming" Donghua's cold voice reached Si Ming's ears.

Donghua glanced at Si Ming, "Can you give the bodhi son that the emperor asked you to give to Feng Jiu?"

Si Ming suddenly patted his head, the expression on his face was also quite annoyed,

"Dijun, Xiaoxian forgot, Xiaoxian will go now." After saying that, he wanted to turn around.

Donghua walked up to him, and a gust of wind brought the Bodhi in Si Ming's arms into Donghua's hands.

"I, the emperor, go in person." The cold voice echoed in Si Ming's ears. Could it be that the emperor is afraid that he will never see the little highness again, and this time is going to see the little highness for the last time?

Feng Jiu squatted at the entrance of the fox's cave, with a lonely expression on her face, holding a straw in her hand, and the straw brushed the tip of her nose from time to time. Straw seemed helpless and mischievous, Fengjiu fell asleep without knowing it

Donghua stayed in the sky above Qingqiu on a piece of white cloud, but only saw Feng Jiu squatting at the door, the corner of his mouth raised an arc, and the cloud gradually flew towards Feng Jiu's direction.

The cloud landed safely at Donghua's feet.

The little fox in front of her fell asleep, still holding the straw in her hand. For a moment, Donghua felt pity, and took off the straw in her hand. The broken hair beside Jiu's forehead.

Donghua took off the purple cloak on his body and put it on Feng Jiu's shoulders. With Bai Jiu's hands, he gathered the broken hair on both sides behind his ears. When his hands passed Feng Jiu's face, he suddenly stopped, and he was a little absent-minded for a while. .

It was summer that year, she was wearing a pink water-flowing flower dress, sniffing a crabapple flower with her body, the sea of ​​flowers in the whole garden was competing to bloom at that time, the breeze gently blew up, and the wind with the fragrance of flowers blew her away The hair coiled under the gold silk treasure hairpin.

He looked at her dotingly, walked to her side and put her hair behind her ears, both of them were smiling. In this season, in a garden full of fragrance of flowers and love, a pair of Bi people embraced each other, It is very beautiful.

Bai Jiu lightly pinched Feng Jiu's face with his hand, took out the bodhi seed in his mouth and put it on Feng Jiu's wrist, the bodhi also seemed to be sensed, emitting wisps of white light.

"Jiu'er, it recognizes you as its master, and will let it protect you instead of me when I'm not around." Donghua smiled lightly, tightening the robe on Feng Jiu's body, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction. Give up, nostalgia, and a little sad,

"Jiu'er, wait for me," Donghua said softly next to Feng Jiu's ear, then took another deep look at Feng Jiu, turned around and left, turning around step by step, his joints were clenched white, as if he had fallen Determined to resolutely set foot on the clouds and fly west.That back is actually a bit sad,

Feng Jiu opened her eyes in a trance, thinking that she had just had a dream, dreaming that the emperor came to her and looked at her so tenderly, it was really a dream, only the emperor in the dream would treat her So gentle, just like the dream when the tail was cut off, a flashy dream, and when he wakes up, he and she will completely return to the past, the lights on the other side, love can't be found,

Feng Jiu stood up and patted the ashes of her clothes, and the purple cloak on her shoulders also fell to the ground. Looking at the purple cloak, she squatted down to pick it up, and at the same time, the bodhi bracelet in her hand also gave off a faint light.

Feng Jiu looked at the bodhi bracelet in her hand, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be restrained, it turned out that it was not a dream, he really came here, and the man who was affectionate in the dream was indeed him , Emperor Donghua,

The corner of Feng Jiu's mouth was filled with a mocking smile, and for a moment she felt resentful towards God, it was so cruel, she had no wish in this life, just to be able to stay with the one she loves, even for a lifetime, but in this life It has become a luxury,