Chapter 40: Fantasy Fish (Catching Insects)

When the fish woke up the next day, Lin Zhiling was gone, and only one of her letters was left on the bed. I haven't had time to explain my mind to her, for fear that she will misunderstand. A fish picked up the letter to read it, but he couldn't read the big characters, so he called the palace maid to read it out.

- "Husband, I had a long, long dream last night, in which I seemed to have arrived in your hometown, and I began to understand what you meant. Emotional things can't be forced, I won't force you to do what you don't want to do, you are content with your status quo, I will realize my ideals, farewell for the time being, please keep the secret I have changed, you are free, you can take a concubine and ask for flowers and willows, but please don't stop me. You don't have to wait for me to come back, and you don't have to worry about me, I've already written to my father. Finally, I would like to thank my husband for giving me a new lease of life. โ€

Youyu hurriedly wanted to ask the palace maid if she had seen Lin Zhiling, but she had changed her appearance, and I was afraid that no one would recognize her. Youyu is in a hurry now, how to explain to her father-in-law and mother-in-law if she loses her daughter-in-law, what if something happens, you must know that her current appearance is quite unsafe.

Youyu stomped her feet back and forth uneasily, and was suddenly stunned, and so on, and in the letter she said that she seemed to dream of her hometown, modern times?

The palace maid handed the letter to Youyu, "My lord, I don't know the last word. โ€

A fish took the letter and looked at it, and there was a modern word "ๆ›Œ" written on it. The sun and the moon are in the sky, Wu Zhou is prosperous - this is the word zร o created by Wu Zetian, the history of the Tang Dynasty is far more than a thousand years later, Mrs. wants to be Wu Zetian? She really went to modern times in her dreams!

Youyu sent the palace maid away, and hurriedly asked the system watch, "What's going on?" โ€

[Didi: Gain the prestige of the system and exchange the object of huร n.]

There was a chill behind the fish, goosebumps, and it was a little crazy to think of the erosive life in college, "That is to say, she may have taken a modern stroll and specially watched the legend of Wu Meiniang?" Scary, then I will look at some immoral things in the dormitory with a group of people in the dormitory~"

[Didi: It is likely to be discovered.] ใ€‘

When it was over, the festival was shattered, and some fish were so hot and blushing that they were blushing. But thinking about it, it may not be, Lin Zhiling is not necessarily a pure party.

In short, the matter has come to this point, I can only pray that she is safe and sound, her dream comes true, and she should write a letter to apologize to her father-in-law.

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Feng Danmiao didn't sleep well all night, and yesterday there was a fish left him with a disappointed look, and the dream was full of the background of the fish's resentment, which caused him to boil up heavy dark circles under his eyes. He seemed to feel that he was losing something, just like a lake, with trees and pavilions, but only the frolicking fish were missing, which made the whole picture lose a touch of agility, and he would be reduced to a pool of stagnant water that could not be shocked.

But what made him doubt himself the most was that he had slept with a fish in his dream, what a nondescript impulse. Remembering the last time I kissed him, the afterglow has been haunting my heart. Feng Danmiao can't deny that it's wonderful, but in reality it looks very funny, shouldn't he fantasize about venting his love/desire with a beautiful girl, what is his subconscious doing.

Feng Danmiao raised his hand to cover his head that was troubled by insomnia, he hated his indecisive appearance, not like a man.

Feng Danmiao got up and finished washing, and when he opened the door, he saw Mo Yilou standing quietly outside the door with his back to Changqin, the cold wind blowing, stirring his pale green clothes, like a vigorous green willow in winter. But willow is willow after all, far less lively than that fish.

Mo Yilou turned around when he heard this, and greeted Feng Danmiao respectfully, if he was a woman, it would be a harmonious scene with eyebrows raised at this moment.

"Lord Feng is up, breakfast has been prepared, can I go and eat now?"

"No need." Feng Danmiao had no appetite, looking at Mo Yilou's eyes with affection, his gentleness revealed a grievance similar to that of Youyu, and his thin body looked a little pitiful in the cold wind.

Feng Danmiao turned around and walked towards the courtyard, and asked Mo Yilou intentionally or unintentionally, "Lord Mo seems to be trapped by love?" โ€

Mo Yilou followed behind Feng Danmiao, his tone was flat but meaningful, "Why isn't Lord Feng trapped by love." โ€

"Me?" Feng Danmiao smiled, shook her head and said, "I don't have a favorite beauty yet, why should I be trapped by love." โ€

Feng Danmiao stood in front of the pool, staring at the crystal clear water and falling into thoughts. Mo Yilou sat cross-legged on the ground, put the long piano on his lap, and slowly played the piano, the music was light and slightly sad, just like the voice of the heart.

Feng Danmiao closed her eyes and listened, slightly touched, "The sound of this piano is in line with this scene." โ€

After playing the song, the aftermath is lingering, which is endlessly evocative. Mo Yilou stroked the strings and said: "How the mood is, how the scenery is, if the sound of the piano is in line with the scenery, it is better to say that it is in line with the mood of adults." โ€

"What kind of state of mind is Lord Mo?"

Mo Yilou frowned, closed his eyes, and reflected Cangluan's advice to himself in his mind, his eyes were boundless and cold - I promise you to be the person in Feng Shangshu, and I will be optimistic about his every move for me.

Mo Yilou hung his head coldly and helplessly and sighed, forgetting the self-talk of others: "There can be other ways, but you insist on choosing to hurt the people you think are insignificant." โ€

"What do you mean?" Feng Danmiao's feelings trembled slightly, and the guilt in her heart seemed to be just as Mo Yilou said. He couldn't help but shudder, realizing that he could explain to Cangluan that he was wishful thinking and love for Youyu, why bother to pretend to deceive him, it was really stupid.

"Uh..."Mo Yilou came back to his senses and explained, "I mean... If I make some decisions, I'd rather be anxious and depressed or even sacrifice myself than involve an innocent person, let alone care about it... It's not too early, I have to go into the palace to face the saint. โ€

"There you go." Feng Danmiao was about to go out to find Yu Ya, because Yu Ya had a lot of experience in this area.

Feng Danmiao quickly raised his whip and soon came to Wei Ya's mansion. In front of the gate, I saw Shu Jin holding a broom Wenwen quietly sweeping the snow, he arrived in Luzhou a few days ago, he has always had the momentum of a master, how can he personally do the rough work done by his subordinates today.

Feng Danmiao greeted: "Shu Jin, where is Wei Ya?" โ€

Shu Jin: "Feng Shangshu, he is in the house." โ€

Feng Danmiao dismounted and said curiously: "How did you do the rough work." โ€

"Now that the country is safe and secure, there is no need to plan for war, why don't I do some rough work." Although Shu Jin's face was expressionless, Feng Danmiao could feel that his heart was like water. Shu Jin: "Wei Ya and I plan to go back to Lidi. โ€

Now Cangluan is the Son of Heaven, and the fief system has been changed to a pseudo-county system, and there is no longer a distinction between countries, such as the country of Li changed its name to Jin Li, and the country of Yan was renamed Cangyan, but the name was changed, and the identity of the princes was still the king and enjoyed the rights of the king. As long as all the princes stay in the fiefdom in peace, there will be no chaos in the world.

Li Guo is equivalent to returning to the country, Shu Jinmeng has reached the point where he has nothing else to ask for, he just wants to go back to taste his hometown food, listen to his hometown nursery rhymes, and if the fake King Li is restless, he can be killed.

Shu Jin: "When do you invite Yu Yushi out of the palace to get together, I have to thank him in person." โ€

Feng Danmiao's face was slightly embarrassed, "This... I'm afraid it's a little difficult, so I'm going to find the old lieutenant. โ€

Wei Ya listened to Feng Danmiao's explanation, and immediately dragged Feng Danmiao to the Qinglou. He drew them all with a stroke of eight characters, but he was messed up by Feng Danmiao. Wei Ya was angry, the main reason was that Feng Danmiao refused to face up to his mentality, if he liked it, he liked it, whether he had a fish or a man, if he didn't like it, he didn't like it, so why bother.

"Are you stupid, can you tell the truth, and when did you become so unruly."

"What are you dragging me here for?"

The green building is filled with a pungent smell of rouge, full of bad laughter, and the girls are dressed up in fancy ways, leaning on the building to summon guests, with a variety of postures and styles. But Feng Danmiao is still used to the taste of blood after a long time on the battlefield.

Wei Ya rolled his eyes: "Take you to pick a girl to go home and be a daughter-in-law, and the man should be married." Wei Ya summoned the old bustard and threw a handful of silver to her, "This mother, open a private room, and have a dozen beautiful women." โ€

The old bustard shook the weight of the silver in his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, guest officer, please upstairs." โ€

Feng Danmiao pushed away Wei Ya, who was hanging Erlang, "I want to marry an innocent woman, don't fall into the dust." โ€

Wei Ya dragged Feng Danmiao upstairs tightly, "What do you know, before you want to marry a daughter-in-law, you have to try whether you like women." โ€

Feng Danmiao was speechless, a little at a loss, "Could it be that I still like men?" โ€

"How do you know you don't like men if you don't try."

"You're the one who likes men."

"I always like men, at least I admit it, don't you dare admit it?"

"Why should I admit it, I don't like men in the first place."

Wei Ya looked at Feng Danmiao defiantly: "Then you try, what are you doing with me." โ€

"Just try." Feng Danmiao was unconvinced, pushed away Wei Ya again, and went upstairs by himself, the dignified seven-foot single man was afraid that he would not be able to touch a few women.

Feng Danmiao entered the elegant room and hugged a beautiful lady casually, "Come, pour wine for the master." โ€

"Yes"

The girls sat down around Feng Danmiao in groups of three or five, and even sat down unceremoniously in Feng Danmiao's arms, and Feng Danmiao was uncomfortable. Wei Ya naturally did not refuse to come, and accompanied the girls to sit opposite Feng Danmiao to see how long Feng Danmiao could last.

Wei Ya likes girls but just likes girls to serve, and he has a bottom line - he doesn't pick up clothes in front of women.

Wei Ya took out a handful of silver coins from his arms and put them on the table, "Serve Lord Shangshu well, there is a reward." โ€

"Thank you, uncle."

The girls giggled, their voices were sweet, but they were annoying to listen to.

Feng Danmiao swallowed a glass of wine forbearingly, and the woman in his arms began to scratch her head, and the woman next to her put her hands on him, so she was not full of affection. A chill rose up from Feng Danmiao's spine, and it was difficult to bear. But looking at Wei Ya, Jian Jian, who was holding a woman's hippie smiling face, said "That's all, I like men" and sent the woman away.

"Oops, you hate it." The girl brought a piece of pastry to Wei Ya in a playful way, and no further teasing was made, and they naturally didn't need to be flattering if the guest officer didn't like it.

"What about you?"

Mei Ji's pink fingers maliciously provoked Feng Danmiao's chin, and said in a soft voice with a demonic aura, "Do you like women?" โ€

Wei Ya gave Feng Danmiao a smug look, as if to say: I did it, you can do it yourself.

"I like it." Feng Danmiao said cheekily in order to confirm something.

Mei Ji's pale lotus arms lazily climbed up Feng Danmiao's shoulders, a glass of wine deliberately drenched his clothes, his eyes blurred, "The guest officer is so handsome, and people like you so much." With that, a sweet kiss landed on Feng Danmiao's cheek.

Feng Danmiao shuddered, as if she had touched the bottom line, and hurriedly pushed the woman away. Wei Ya cracked his mouth: "You just admit it." โ€

"What does this mean," Feng Danmiao defended weakly, "at least it shows that I am not a casual man, I don't like to mess with flowers, it doesn't mean that I don't love my future wife." โ€

Wei Ya thought to himself: hard-skinned? See how long you can get hard.

"Then you close your eyes and fantasize about the beauty in your mind, of course, if you dare to say that you haven't fantasized about beauty, then you either like men or are sexually impotent."

Feng Danmiao closed his eyes, who said that he hadn't fantasized. But as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of the fish, and he suddenly became feverish. Feeling a pair of hands caress into his chest, his heart beating violently everywhere he went, and the fantasy of a fish snuggling up to him, kissing his lips, a burst of electricity swept by, a dense crisp/itch invaded his heart from his mouth, and it was another throbbing that he couldn't touch, he clenched his fists nervously and panted.

The sweet kiss continued, and a shy flush appeared on the fish's face, as if waiting for himself to conquer. Feng Danmiao was teased by the fantasy "him", and the unprecedented possessiveness forced him to slam the woman under him down, and he couldn't wait to conquer "him" and let "him" beg for mercy under him.

Feng Danmiao gradually lost her mind, stretched out her hand uncontrollably, and swam on the woman, wanting to grasp "him", but couldn't help but let "him" become a dry fish, trembling, stiffening, and flicking her tail under herself. Fantasizing about the messy picture, he turned out to be really emotional.

Wei Ya watched Feng Danmiao fall into a hallucination and couldn't extricate himself, he grabbed the clothes under the woman with one hand, as if he was sleeping with a man, he slept like this, and he looked at how he quibbled.

"Alright." A handful of cold wine was poured on Feng Danmiao, "You don't like women." โ€

Feng Danmiao was woken up by cold water, opened her eyes and saw the woman under her clearly, the pleasure that was about to sweep her whole body fell from the sky to the bottom, and her mind was awake in an instant, why wasn't he... Feng Danmiao's mind was in turmoil, and she hurriedly stood up, rushing out of the Qinglou like a lost dog.

Feng Dan Miao Wolf bรจi leaned under the eaves of the porch and gasped urgently, and in front of the public, Fang Cai's desire made him feel more and more ashamed.

Do you really like men? For more than 20 years, I have been unmoved/lustful, and I have only met a fish.

Feng Danmiao can't tell now whether he lied to him to show Cangluan, or instinctively wanted to kiss him. This is a question that needs to be pondered, Feng Danmiao was extremely confused and uneasy, and pounded the pillar in disbelief before calming down for a while.

Wei Ya chased him out, looked at the fist prints left on the pillar, crossed his hands and triumphantly provocated: "Hehe, how is it, who do you see when you close your eyes?" โ€

Feng Danmiao didn't like Wei Ya's triumphant posture, and said coldly: "See Shu Jin." โ€

"You..." Wei Ya's face plummeted, and the provocation turned into a rights defender, solemnly declaring, "He is my man!" โ€

Feng Danmiao turned around and walked towards the palace, "I have thought about it, I want to enter the palace and retire with His Majesty." โ€

"Wait, I'll go too, find Little Yellow Hair to come out for a drink."