There are peach blossoms falling in the courtyard, and before you know it, it is the season of falling flowers. She watched as the man slept restlessly. His brows furrowed slightly, thinking that he had recalled bitter things in his dream.

I couldn't help but sigh and cautiously stretched out my hand. Holding his warm palm, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't see the deep light of the night sky, but there was some indescribable peace.

"Ah Zhan, go to sleep. Stop thinking about those things, it's not that important. ”

She spoke softly and comforted, suddenly understanding his recent anomaly. He was not only a proud man, but also a lonely man.

He lay on the couch in a daze, his eyes suddenly opened, and landed on her wrist that she had grabbed him. She panicked and tried to withdraw her hand, but he just looked at her, and sadness crossed his fingertips and fell into her heart.

"Ah, is that you?"

He whispered softly, and looked away. The woman tried to withdraw her hand, but the man refused to let go as if it were deliberate. If you look closely at the corners of his lips, you will find a shallow smile.

His aunt is not indifferent to herself.

"Ah Zhan, sleep, I'm here."

The sound of even breathing fell on her ears, and she watched his brow gradually relax and become less angular. She couldn't help but look down at him carefully, the willow eyebrows were white and jade, and the three thousand green silk was like ink, at this moment he was as well-behaved as a child, and occasionally made a few murmurs. I don't know who I'm calling?

He felt very tired and fell asleep with the help of alcohol. He had already woken up when she came, and the familiar aura had just broken in, and he couldn't help but be happy and angry.

simply closed his eyes and ignored her, letting her drag herself. Listening to her tone that finally softened, he felt sweet in his heart. It seemed that sleepiness had come back to her heart, and she fell asleep in her temperature.

This time there was no dream entanglement, and he vaguely felt that she had never left. The guard of the whole body was also relaxed, and it was rare to sleep until the afternoon of the next day.

When he woke up and was gone, he got out of bed. The quilt was thrown to the ground. She smiled and leaned against the door to look at him.

"Ah Zhan, what's wrong with the quilt?"

Like a spring breeze, he awkwardly used a spell to get the quilt back to the bed.

"It just wants to stay on the ground, and I'll fulfill it."

She smiled even more, and he looked much cuter.

"Uh-huh, I boiled you honey lotus seed porridge to relieve hangover."

She came in with porridge and put it on the table.

The faint aroma of honey is mixed with his favorite lotus seed porridge.

He couldn't help but look up at her, "I can't lift it, you feed me." ”

Wanyu couldn't help laughing, "Ah Zhan, you're just drunk." Get up and drink yourself. ”

"Agreed."

He faintly highlighted two words and leaned comfortably on the bed. Lazily looked at her.

"Hey, you are."

Wanyu picked up the lotus seed porridge and fed it to the people in front of her spoonful by spoonful. He swallowed it very obediently, and finally commented on it with disgust.

"It's unpleasant."

“……。” She glanced at him silently, "Don't think about drinking next time." Don't drink so much alcohol in the future, it's not good for your health. ”

"Can I understand that you care about me?"

"Of course not, I'm troublesome." Wanyu flatly denied it, and when she saw the man's sad expression, her tone softened a little.

"The wine cellar and the green yiqin were prepared for me by you?"

She suddenly remembered yesterday's scene and asked casually.

"It's just a casual purchase, and I feel that there is something missing in this prison battle hall."

He wanted to admit it. But who made her answer unsatisfactory.

"I love it, that's mine."

She went to the front hall to play the qin, he wore a green brocade embroidered robe, and just walked into the courtyard. I heard the familiar melodious sound of the piano, the valley of the song, and the sound of the piano.

"Don't you thank Lord Benva?"

He spoke, brushing the sound of the piano with his hand, disrupting her sound.

The woman's jade fingers picked slowly, not affected at all.

"I saw this piano, so it's mine."

"You're as good as ever." The prisoner smiled and looked at her with gentle eyebrows.

"It's really good, it's much better than the ones I have in my collection. This timbre material is one in ten thousand. ”

He silently said in his heart, the deity spent a long time personally cutting the qin. The natural extraordinary thing is more than that.

"Then you can come and see it when you have time, and it can be regarded as making the best use of it."

Wanyu suddenly looked up, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"You shouldn't be making an excuse to let me come here to play the piano, right?"

"That's a good guess. But there are no rewards. ”

The prisoner sat comfortably on the side, picking up the pen and ink.

"Fang Fei sometimes ends in spring, and the strings are broken and there is no reason to return."

She took the residual ink and clicked a few strokes at random, and it was indeed lonely, and the flowers fell. It's not so sad.

"Your pen power is still not calm enough, you look at this piano, it is a little vain."

The prisoner patiently pointed out the shortcomings, and the woman frowned and listened.

"Your calligraphy is also average, so naturally it is not worthy of a good painting."

She hastily put away the painting and put it in the bookbasket on the side, "I cleaned it for you when you fell asleep in the Prison War Palace, can you see if there are any omissions?" ”

"No. How is Mingji doing? ”

He looked at the Mingji Sword on her wrist, which seemed to be more and more shiny.

"It looks like she's starting to accept me, but it's just a little bit worse than the unity of heaven and man."

"Although you have entered the realm of the gods through the trial, you can't waste your cultivation. Otherwise, you will inevitably suffer losses in the future. ”

"I remembered. But. She thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want to get back your old memories?" ”

"I'm not already looking back, it's your memory." Prisoner Zhan asked rhetorically.

"And what about earlier, did you really let it go?"

Look at his recent entanglement and restless appearance, coupled with yesterday's drunkenness. She was almost sure how memorable that past would be for him, and it would be difficult for her to choose to forget.

"What you forget, you don't have to remember."

His expression was a little colder, "You go back to the Fangyu Palace, the deity still has something to deal with." ”

Unconsciously unfamiliar with the name, she slowly left. Didn't even look back.

He looked up at the sky, a little scared and struggling.

It was an untouchable scale for his entire life, so it was better to forget. So that there is no harm.

She returned to the Fangyun Hall with no interest, only to see Ziyan and Luying cleaning the inside and outside of the Fangyu Palace. Seeing her come back, Ziyan followed.

"God, where have you been? If you don't return overnight, you can make the slave and maid anxious. ”

"Silly girl, I'm not good. Your master is a god now, and no one can easily hurt me. ”

He touched Ziyan's head. He sent people out.

When she saw the wine cellar, she couldn't help but think of the wine fairy. I'm afraid that from now on, I won't be able to drink the wine he brewed again.

She thought of Di Ji's words, and the blame between the lines made her a little confused.

If it weren't for the dust, where would there be her thousand-year-old punishment. She remembered the coldness of the man's execution, and he showed no mercy.

Slowly closing his eyes, perhaps the original end was not decisive enough, so it was entangled again and again.

The uninvited guest came back to visit. This time, she brought a bottle of wine.

The plum blossom pattern on the bottle she recognized was the wine vessel she had made herself when she was bored.

"Ben Diji is only entrusted by men," she raised her eyebrows haughtily, "where are you worthy of his affection?" ”

"Di Ji's words are wrong. Since the emperor gave it away, then I had to accept it. However, I hope that the emperor will come to the door in the future and go to the main gate. ”

She said softly, without any anger. The man turned around and left, not forgetting to say.

"My sister has remembered it, his mind cannot be trampled on."

When I unplugged it, the smell of wine came to my face. She took the wine and flew to the nether. In front of the crowded Guiyin wine shop, a gentle young man and a black gauze girl looked at each other.

In the exquisite private room, she remembered that the mortal world would meet again, and she couldn't help but be gloomy.

"Qingchen, go back to the God Realm."

She mentioned it again, and the man just pursed his thin lips.

"Why don't you go with me, you see that the world is so big, and any place can be home."

"Qingchen, you are now more demonic." Her faint words made his heart cold to the bottom.

"Yes, if you use the Demon Spirit Bead, how can you not be demonic."

He smiled wryly and looked at the wine in her arms.

"If you don't taste it, I'll make it fresh."

The woman looked down at the flask and followed his gaze, and took a light drink.

"Your wine is still bitter, though it tastes as good as ever."

"Maybe it's as you like, after all, wine is like mood. You're now," he subconsciously stopped. I don't know where to start.

"You can go back, the Emperor of Heaven must have a way to get rid of the demonic energy. With the Chixia Divine Monarch here, the Emperor of Heaven will not embarrass you. ”

She tried to pull him back, but all she could hear was refusal.

"Can't go back, you know? One wrong step, one wrong step, even if I go back, are you still willing to guard me? ”

She suddenly lost her words, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while. All that was left was the clattering of glasses, "This may be the last jar of wine I'll ever brew you." ”

A faint sense of loss. Haunting in my heart. She found that she couldn't understand him, why would she rather become a demon than turn back.

"Everything in the divine realm, you really don't care?"

"It's all a passing day. What is there to be nostalgic for. I just want to see if you hate me as much as you did. ”

Hate? She couldn't help but ask herself, after all, there was no affirmative answer.

"It's all in the past, what do you have to worry about."

After thinking about it, she still replied like this. But seeing that the man's face was cold, he mocked, "Don't you even have a hatred for me?" ”

"Qingchen, what the hell are you stubborn? You know, I only treat you as a brother, and even if the Spirit Stone had your fault, I never complained. ”

She paused and said, "Qingchen, come back." The heart of the Demon Venerable is revealed, are you really willing to slaughter the world with him and scourge the Four Realms? What's more, Demon Venerable's temperament is fickle, and if you are there, you will be a thorn in his heart after all. Have you forgotten that you were once a member of the divine realm? ”

She didn't forget to remind him of his former identity, and she could barely tell what he used to be. The person who taught her how to make wine seems to be nowhere to be found anymore.

He once brought her up with his own hands and let her know Baiwei World. She still didn't want to let him fall into the demon clan.