Thinking of something, Sheng Ling raised his hand and waved, a thin light curtain appeared in front of him, and a blurry picture was reflected on it, the light curtain shook slightly like water waves a few times, gradually calmed down, and the picture became clear.

There is a dove tree forest in the picture, which is downstairs for star picking.

"Haha, you lost! Get down! The young man in white laughed.

Another young man who looked the same as him next to him glanced at him, and seemed to be a little unhappy, but he still lay on the ground on all fours with an expressionless face. A □□-year-old child on the side quickly climbed on the boy's back and slapped him on the ass excitedly. ”

Sheng Ling shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart that they must be suffocated on weekdays, and they will go crazy when they are not there, and they are really still children......

"Asher." Sheng Ling said loudly.

"Hey, I seem to hear the voice of the Holy Lord?" Asher rubbed her ears and muttered, "I must have been too nervous and had auditory hallucinations." ”

Sheng Ling was stunned for a moment, and called again, "Asher! ”

Asher froze suddenly, and only after a while did he turn around, look at the light curtain that appeared out of thin air in front of him, and hurriedly saluted respectfully, and then said with a dry smile: "Holy Lord, what do you command?" ”

Ah Amnesty, who was lying on the ground, and Lan Yin, who was riding on Ah Amnesty's back, also froze, and their two faces slowly turned around at the same time, and their expressions were a little indescribable. Seeing Shizun's face, Lan Yin was so frightened that he fell directly to the ground and made a big salute, but Amnesty, who had always been serious, almost buried his face in the ground.

Sheng Ling frowned, could he be so terrible in his heart? He shouldn't be too strict with everyone on weekdays.

That's it, it's still important at the moment.

"Asher," Sheng Ling commanded, "I will temporarily lift the ban, you go to the Scripture Pavilion and find a book for me." ”

Asher stood up straight and said respectfully, "Yes, Holy Lord! ”

"On the days when I am away, you remember to take turns patrolling as usual, and it is okay to take Ranin to play, but every day you have to urge him to review what he has learned in the past. Also, you must always pay attention to the situation on the Queen Mother's side......" Sheng Ling couldn't help but explain, paused, and said, "These days, the Queen Mother's state is okay?" ”

"Back to the Holy Lord, we have been paying attention to the situation on the Queen Mother's side for a long time, in the two days that the Holy Lord and His Majesty just left the palace, the Queen Mother ate and drank well, and there was nothing unusual at all. But then somehow, the whole person became extremely irritable, several palace maids in the Cloud Covering Palace were slapped for a little thing, it is said that the Queen Mother has not slept well these days, and often recites His Majesty's name in her sleep, and today she also ran to the Tibetan Rainbow Palace alone to stand for a long time, and shed tears several times......"

Hearing this, Sheng Ling frowned and asked, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

"Back to the Holy Lord, I don't know. You know, the Queen Mother is here...... There was already a bit of a problem, and some abnormalities were not taken to heart. Asher pointed to his head.

"However, I think the Queen Mother is really sick very strangely, she called His Majesty's name at night, which sounded very sad, but when she woke up, she didn't mention Your Majesty at all, but she became extremely irritable, either losing her temper, or looking at a wooden hairpin that Your Majesty gave her when she was a child."

Asher wiped her arm a little uncomfortably, and said with a strange expression: "I heard Wuhuan say that this morning, the Queen Mother looked at the phoenix wood of the Hidden Star Pavilion and burst into tears, but that look looked more than sad...... I can't say what's going on, anyway, weird. ”

Sheng Ling was silent for a while, and then said, "I know, keep staring, remember to tell me if there is anything abnormal." Now go find a book for me......"

After telling Asher what books he was looking for and where they were, Sheng Ling waved his sleeves, the light curtain gradually faded, and silence returned to the room.

At this time, the store sent several buckets of hot water, and Sheng Ling planned to bathe first. He Zichen had sweated too much before, and even his back was soaked.

The distance from the ten-mile ghost slope to this town was not close, and after walking for several hours along the way, Sheng Ling could have taken He Zichen's imperial sword, but for some reason, he chose to walk, and completely did not use spiritual power to relieve his fatigue.

Perhaps, he wanted to know how He Zichen dragged his exhausted body out of the Sunshade Forest in the first place.

The clothes are on the ground, and the people are like jade.

Sheng Ling entered the wooden barrel, which cut off the view and covered most of the scenery, leaving only the back half-hidden by silver hair exposed.

Sheng Ling's complexion is very white, at first glance it really looks like snow, but it is different from He Zichen's pale skin that has not seen light all year round, Sheng Ling is born with a snow-white complexion, it is said that their people have lived in a region with little light for thousands of years, and their skin color has been carved into the bloodline from generation to generation, and the clansmen are much whiter than others.

The sound of water sounded, as ethereal as a mountain stream; Silver hair is semi-wet, like a pile of residual snow; The water droplets rolled down from his back, and the two butterfly bones fanned slightly with Sheng Ling's movements, as if they were about to fly......

He Zichen's breathing was slightly short, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking, what he should think, and what he could think.

At this moment, what he saw and heard was not what he saw, and the light and shadow in front of him and the sound in his ears all changed from his crazy and turbulent heart to another appearance, and in a strange and distorted way, and in a strange and strange way of happiness, it was transmitted into every inch of his body.

What you see is not what you see, and what you hear is not what you hear.

His eyes were dazzled, his ears were ringing, his head was dizzy, his mind was distracted, and the whole world was turned upside down. Flowers bloom on the clouds, birds cry under the water, and the moon suddenly cracks and shatters into countless stars.

No one turned from the water, their faces like sunset; There is no white garment like cutting clouds, covering his jade people; I can't see the beauty, and I can't hear the fairy sound clearly...... He didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, and his whole person was suspended in a dream...... Everything is true, and he alone is fake......

He Zichen left from Sheng Ling's lips, motionless, in a daze.

Sheng Ling accompanied him motionless, he was in a daze; Sheng Ling straightened his clothes, and he continued to be in a daze; Sheng Ling coughed, he was still in a daze; Sheng Ling stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, he was still in a daze......

Finally, when Sheng Ling blushed slightly and leaned up to kiss him on the lips, He Zichen raised his hand to stop Sheng Ling's retreat, deepened the kiss in a daze, and finally began to sober up in hindsight.

After the kiss, He Zichen leaned on the head of the bed with a shocked face, a little puzzled how it had developed to this point, it was incredible, how could two people kiss each other?

He couldn't help but raise his hand to his lips, thinking in confusion: Who took the initiative?

From beginning to end, He Zichen was in a dream, he couldn't remember anything, and now he barely came back to his senses, thought about it carefully, and vaguely remembered that it seemed that he took the initiative? It seems that Sheng Ling came over to say something to him, and then he was ......

He Zichen looked at Sheng Ling, and was a little incredulous for a while, he had indeed had thoughts about Sheng Ling for a long time, but he had always had a thief's heart and no thief's courage.

He seems to act unscrupulously and doesn't care about anything, but he has always carefully maintained the relationship between the two as "good brothers who grew up together", every intimacy has not crossed the line, and every intimacy has its own measure.

Maybe it was because the mood of being accustomed to looking far away had been maintained for a long time, but now even if he noticed that Sheng Ling didn't seem to be ruthless to himself, he still didn't dare to take another step.

Now, he took this step in a daze, and He Zichen was a little relieved and a little regretful in addition to being shocked.

It's the first kiss between the two, it starts so simply and rudely, and ends in a daze, not solemn at all, without a sense of ceremony at all.

"Shengling ......" He Zichen tried to speak, but was given goosebumps by his hoarse voice.

Sheng Ling's clear eyes looked at him, and the bottom of his eyes was soft and sparkling.

He Zichen's heart trembled, and there were ripples for no reason.

In the past, he only said that Sheng Ling was obviously a very indifferent person, but he had a pair of cold and affectionate eyes, which made people dare not get close, but he couldn't bear to stay away. Now he suddenly blessed his soul, understood something from it, and suddenly felt a bottom in his heart.

He Zichen originally planned to take this opportunity to show his heart and tell Sheng Ling that he had actually liked him for a long time. When the words came to his lips, he turned a corner and became-

"Sheng Ling, have you secretly promised me for a long time?"

Sheng Ling was stunned, silent for a moment, and didn't care whether the word "Fang Xin secretly promised" was appropriate, he looked at He Zichen and nodded solemnly.

"Yes."

It's really, really!!

He Zichen felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he tried hard to hold it on his face, but he still couldn't suppress the rising corners of his mouth, he leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, and asked lazily, "When did it start?" ”

Sheng Ling thought for a while, but shook his head and said, "I can't remember." ”

"How can I not remember?!" He Zichen sat up straight suddenly, his eyes widened, and he said dissatisfiedly, "You can forget such an important thing, and it seems that you don't like me much, hum...... I remember it very well! ”

Sheng Ling glanced at him with some surprise, and for a moment he couldn't believe that the sentence "I remember it very clearly" was not what he understood, and he explained: "It's not ......, but ...... It's been too long. ”

Such a vague sentence He Zichen understood.

It's not that I don't like it enough, but I like it for so long that I can't even remember it.

He Zichen's heart was happy, a little proud, and a little sour.

He's not stupid, and after saying this, he figured out a lot of things in the past.

From no matter how wanton he played, Sheng Ling no longer resisted, and he didn't even displease, to when it was clear that he made a mistake, Sheng Ling carried the black pot alone, and then to when he was in danger, Sheng Ling was desperate to save him......

He used to think that Sheng Ling was like this by nature, and he praised He Ziyang that although Sheng Ling was becoming more and more boring, he was quite a gentleman, or he also had a little friendship between the two of them who had known each other for many years, but he would never think of more.

It's not that he's too rough and can't detect that affection, but that Sheng Ling has always been like this, he seems to be indifferent to everyone, but in fact he is very good to everyone, never silent, always calm, and no one can see that he is the one who is treated differently.

If he can think of it like this, it will be too shameless.

It wasn't until he died once, in the days of rebirth, that He Zichen faintly noticed that something was wrong. Sheng Ling's silver hair, the search and protection for three years, the "Chenchen" when he "answered all questions", and the almost obedient attitude towards him now......

It turned out that before he had such an ulterior motive for Sheng Ling, Sheng Ling had already had a deep affection for him.

In comparison, his liking seems too shallow, and he just likes it.

Thinking of this, He Zichen's body dissipated with heat, his heart was calm and slightly throbbing, he leaned up, hugged Sheng Ling gently, and said in his heart: I must love him more in the future.

……

After taking a bath and eating, the two lay on the bed side by side, He Zichen couldn't sleep at all at this time because he had slept for a long time before, and he was very energetic, and he was looking for something to say.

"Sheng Ling."

"Hmm."

"Sheng Ling."

"Huh?"

"Sheng Ling, how can you like me? I used to be so ...... So bastard. After calling twice, He Zichen said a little shyly, "I don't think it's strange at all that you like me, but if you think about it carefully, I really don't seem to have anything to like, I'm so bastard, so bad......"

“……”

Sheng Ling didn't answer, He Zichen suspected that he had fallen asleep, and turned his head to look, but he happened to meet the other party's eyes.

"Hey! Sheng Ling, I ask you! He Zichen turned over, propped his elbows on the bed, looked down at Sheng Ling very seriously, and asked, "What good do I have?" Still is...... You also think I'm bad at anything? ”

Sheng Ling thought about it very seriously and replied sincerely: "You are good at everything. ”

He Zichen made this sentence tickle in his heart, Xin Dao Shengling usually looked taciturn, but he didn't expect it to be so fatal when he talked about love. Tsk, he still eats this set very much!

He Zichen couldn't help but bow his head and kiss Sheng Ling's eyebrows, and softened his voice, "Don't be perfunctory to me, I'm asking you very seriously, to be honest, be good." ”

“…… I'm telling the truth. ”

Sheng Ling sighed softly, lowered his eyes, and covered all his emotions, only to hear him say in a very calm tone: "In the past, I was also angry, and sometimes I thought you were a bastard and hateful...... But even if a person is not in a thousand ways, and everything is not good, if he dies, you will only remember his good in your heart......"

He Zichen was stunned.

"I've lost you for three years, which is enough for me to forget all the bad things about you......" Sheng Ling raised his eyes to look at him, the emotions in his eyes were so strong that he couldn't dissolve, and a thin layer of mist condensed on the clear pupils, "You are good, very good, as long as you are still there, everything is fine." ”

He Zichen's nose was sour, and he suddenly felt a strong urge in his heart, he leaned down and kissed Sheng Ling on the forehead, eyelids, tip of nose, cheeks, and corners of his mouth.

His lips gradually moved down, and his movements became more and more violent, as if he was desperate to vent some kind of emotion, his hands tore at the clothes of the person under him indiscriminately, eagerly stroking around, and finally pressed against his □□'s chest and lower abdomen, and gnawed at Sheng Ling's neck like a beast.

Sheng Ling was taken aback by his actions, and subconsciously wanted to struggle, but found that He Zichen seemed to be moving violently, but the force that fell on his neck was extremely gentle.

It was one light kiss after another, like a wet banana leaf on a spring day.

There is no hint of eroticism at all.

Sheng Ling hesitated for a moment, slowly raised his hand, gently hugged He Zichen, and gently patted his palm on his back.

He Zichen paused, the weight of his whole body pressed down unreservedly, buried his face in Saint Lingbo's neck, and his warm breath hit his skin.

Sheng Ling's movements froze.

He Zichen just lay on Sheng Ling's body, motionless, and just when Sheng Ling thought he was asleep, he suddenly felt a drop of warmth fall from his neck.

"Sheng Ling."

He Zichen stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly, and called out in a nasal voice.

"Well, I'm here."

"Shengling, Shengling, Shengling......" He Zichen rubbed the side of his face, reading his name over and over again.

He Zichen only felt that there was a pool of lake water in his heart, and he was waved by Sheng Ling's hand, and a gentle tide was raised.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, he could only call this person's name over and over again, as if he could express as many feelings as he screamed.

Shengling.

Shengling.

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