113, I won't mention the past anymore (!) Two more! Don't forget to read Chapter 112~)
At that time, Changning was ordered to take care of Wan Ming, but when she looked at the "injured" girl, she couldn't help but smile: "The fairy only has this abrasion on the ankle? β
Wan Ming smiled, although she was born at the gate of the God of War, her face was indeed described as a bird: "His Royal Highness Qi has mercy on me, in fact, it is not a big injury, but it just happened to save His Highness." β
At that time, Changning was young and vigorous after all, and he didn't know how to act in a roundabout way, and he quarreled with this Wanming fairy in a few words, and let Wanming know that she was the one who sacrificed her life to save Prince Yu Qi, and of course, let Wan Ming see her love for Yu Qi.
So, Wan Ming stared at her, rolled off the couch with a clever smile, and changed her aggrieved skin to Yu Qi, who pushed the door in the next moment: "Don't blame Changning, she may be unintentional." β
This sentence was exchanged for Changning in front of Wanming's hall and knelt for ten days.
But ten days later, Changning rushed into the Lingxiao Golden Palace, and in front of the Emperor of Heaven and the priests, he said to Yu Qi, "I like you. β
The Emperor of Heaven was furious and immediately ordered Changning to be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison to be punished. When she was taken away by Si Lu Shenjun, she was not afraid at all, but smiled happily at Yu Qi, her eyes were bright, and she was full of joy: "So what about you, Your Highness Yu Qi, do you like me or not?" β
Yu Qi clenched his fists, his bones turned white, and the Emperor of Heaven behind him was high. So, he finally replied to her with a stern sentence: "Wishful thinking." β
Changning turned around and walked out of the hall step by step with Silu Shenjun, never looking back. On top of her long skirt, the petals of nine-mile flowers fluttering like snow, as if they were really about to fly out with the wind she walked.
I have no time to take care of Prince Qi's movements in this past. I stared at Changning and saw with my own eyes what she had suffered. Thunder and fire rolled past her, burning her heart, and in the end, she didn't even have the strength to frown.
Ten thousand arrows pierced the body, embroidered needles and embroidered, knelt for ten days, and was punished in the prison. One by one, it's so fast that people can't dodge.
I don't know what kind of enmity God has against this girl, so I have to torture her like this.
That night, Yu Qi and Wan Ming came to see her. Through the door of the green iron prison, Yu Qi asked her, "Do you know what is wrong?" β
She lay on the ground, as if she couldn't move, but she still stood up, looked at Yu Qi's gold-plated collared shirt, and shook her head lightly. Wan Ming next to her wiped a handful of tears with a brocade hand: "Poor girl, she should have seen her duty." You're just a fan, you shouldn't talk that nonsense, and you're guilty of it. β
Changning smiled bitterly, duty, she really didn't know what "duty" should look like. So, this "I don't know my duty" words came out of Wan Ming's mouth, and after Shang Yue's very powerful performance, the gods of the heavenly court began to participate in the concert, asking for a heavy punishment for Changning, who still did not know his mistakes.
In the last days of the prison, she was tortured to the point that her hair was scattered, her consciousness was blurred, and she was almost wiped out.
If, if this Shenjun is not an outsider watching the past at this time, I will definitely fight my own cultivation and save this poor girl.
Fortunately, in the end, Yu Qi came. After all, Ben Shenjun didn't misunderstand him. He regained his sword and broke into the prison. Protect Changning in his arms. At that time, Changning's eyes were closed, and he vaguely shouted-
"Jingchen, it hurts ......"
Prince Yuqi's body stiffened. But he didn't stay, he sent her all the way to Tianmen, the torches behind him were blazing, and he hugged Changning, and his gentle appearance reminded me of Changjue Tianzun.
He made up his mind and said two words to Changning-
"Wait for me".
But Changning didn't wait for her. Her consciousness was blurred, her feet were vain, and she fell from the gate of heaven and landed on the snow-stricken Kunlun Mountain.
No immortal in the desert heavenly court would be as embarrassed as Changning, curled up in the ice and snow of Kunlun, scarred.
The air was about to freeze for the last breath, when the ice and snow scraped on her face like a knife, and in an instant, countless snowflakes suddenly fell. When the cultivation was exhausted, it changed back to the original shape of the fan, and the jade bones of Chang'an were once exquisite, but now they are desolate.
At this time, the twelve-bone sandalwood folding fan passed by, and it was harvested in the lonely wind, and only the graceful flamingo was left in the plain color of the sky, which was destined to be an unforgettable scene.
So, when Changning opened his eyes and looked at Qianyan for the first time, the six-sided blue and white tea cup in his hand was only sprinkled with two drops of tea, and he said to Changning with a seven-point smile on his face: "Don't be confused, I am your life-saving benefactor, just like a fake." β
Changning was afraid that it was the first time to see such a not very reserved immortal, she smiled slightly, the ice was as clear as snow, and sarcastically said to him: "Actually, a man dressed in bright red is too romantic. β
He is not annoyed, he is still full of spring breeze and suave. It wasn't until later that Changning knew that she could still wake up and talk to him, completely by taking half of his cultivation. The word life-saving benefactor, Qianyan really deserves it.
In the days that followed, Changning lay in the days of Hutian August and the snowy river, it must have been the most chic and dignified time in her life.
Qianyan always hangs a big red crane or silk shirt, holds a twelve-bone sandalwood folding fan, Huo Ran has a fan exhibition, and his dignified posture is reflected in the Kunlun glacier, but he is always ridiculed by Changning for his superb demeanor: "Holding a fan on such a cold day, the word 'Merry', Shenjun, you are really thorough." β
But Qianyan was not annoyed, put away the fan and knocked it twice on the palm of his left hand, his eyes bent, and he smiled: "I only realize now that holding the fan is like holding you." β
Changning's eyes widened and he looked at him in surprise.
Ben Shenjun can actually understand her feelings very well. She once thought that Qianyan was a good-looking fairy who fished up from the snow, but she never thought that from the first glance, Qianyan knew that she put the fan, how about the twelve Chang'an jade fan bones, and how about the rewoven silk satin fan? It's just a fan.
She actually cares so much, she is a fan.
Just like this god once cared about himself with only half a heart.
In fact, everything in the world, the cycle of cause and effect, going around and around, can't get around the scar in your heart.
But Qianyan lay beside her casually, pillowing a sandalwood folding fan, and smiled sideways: "I love fans so much, I always think that one day I can have a fan that can become a beauty and fall on my Kunlun Mountain, this Shenjun must marry her without thinking and put her in the palm of his hand." Unexpectedly, it has now been realized. β
The long wind and snow, with the movement of Qianyan's fingers, tilted by in an instant, dancing and fluttering. Hearing this, Changning's face was almost flushed.
Changning is still too reserved. I think that when this god knew that Lord Tianzun did not dislike me for having half of my heart, he lay in the arms of Lord Tianzun and was so moved that I cried in the dark.
So, she also began to learn the art of summoning snow with Qianyan, in a good mood, warm a pot of wine, and summoned thousands of snowflakes to dance for him and Qianyan, every time I look at the flying snow, Qianyan's enchanting red clothes move in the wind, through the luminous green cup, there is always the illusion that a man wears red and has a different flavor. I even thought about making a set of red silk shirts for Lord Tianzun another day.
And all kinds of things in the sky are like clouds of smoke, I think, Changning will almost not think about it again and pursue it, the bright smile on her face is always inseparable from Qianyan. I know that she wants to stay with Qianyan in Kunlun Mountain for the rest of her life.
In the heavy snow that stretches for thousands of miles on Kunlun Hill, the vermilion dress dances with the wind lying on the snowfield, and the extremely arbitrary cut raises three points of demonic and seven points chic. She pillowed her right arm and slowly raised her left hand, and the red sleeve slid diagonally down, revealing a jade-like smooth and cool arm. The snowflakes gathered in the sky above her fingertips to form a cloud, and then danced in all directions with the movement of her palms.
Until one day, she lay on the vast ice field, watched the snowflakes flying in the sky, saw the half-cut dragon sleeves, and saw the hand that slowly stretched out towards her and held her for tens of thousands of yearsβ
"Come back with me, I won't talk about the past again." Prince Yu Qi said.
She smiled clearly, jumped up, raised the snowflakes on her red dress, and said politely and detachedly to him: "His Royal Highness Yu Qi, I lost a fan, and it was easy to order someone to make another one, so why bother with Changning." β
He stood in the snow with a solemn expression: "My fan, even if it is destroyed, it is mine." β
That was the last time Changning smiled at him: "On the sixth day of the first month of November, Qianyan wants to marry me, you remember to come over and beg for wine." β
Yu Qi looked at the vermilion back that was gradually moving away, and after all, he didn't catch up again to bring her back to the sky, and I don't know why he let go this time.
I can't bear to watch what happens after that. Because, on the sixth day of November, no one knows better than me what is going on here.
"Xiaoyu!"
When I woke up from my dream, I saw Lord Tianzun holding my hand tightly, and his eyes were full of worry, "Can ...... What's wrong with it? β
I looked around and saw the jade screen, and knew that this was the chamber of Lord Tianzun. I couldn't help but smile and asked, "How long have I been asleep?" β
Lord Tianzun didn't tell me, just hugged me into his arms, as if he didn't want to let go anymore. Later, I learned from Aunt Su Ran that I slept for three days and three nights. Lord Tianzun stayed in front of the bed, not leaving half a step.
I nodded. Energetic, he ran to Changjue Tianzun, wrapped his arms around his waist, rubbed his chest and said, "I heard that you don't think about tea and dinner, and swear to stay in front of my bed?" β
He corrected with a blank face, "That's the deity's bed. β
I burst out laughing, "Didn't you say you wanted to marry me, isn't your bed mine?" β
He picked up my face and bit it on my lips, literally! I gasped in pain, and then I heard him smile evilly, "You can't wait to marry me, are you giving me a reminder, huh?" He straightened my hair and said seriously, "I see that your body is much better now, or take advantage of the past few days to ......."
I interrupted him in a panic: "No, no, you forgot, His Royal Highness Yu Qi...... He is about to marry Wanming. β