In the first few days, Feng Jiu did not see Donghua again.

At the beginning, she was still worried about him, he must have cut off her sacrificial knife, and took the opportunity to recuperate a hundred times to see how he retreated. The partial students have been in school for three or four days in a row, and there are no more exclusive classes in school. She paid more attention to the words of the county lord of Jielu, who had always paid attention to Donghua, and heard a sigh of embarrassment that the emperor's future lecture had made them feel empty, and she didn't hear anything else.

They sighed that she also had some thoughts, since Donghua came to have a tryst with Ji Yu on the opportunity of lecturing, then after the meeting, he should have returned to the Nine Heavens? How he got back, she was a little interested. In addition, she suddenly thought these days that since he liked Ji Yu, why didn't he just take her out of here, and had to come to see her once every ten years, was this a newly developed interest of his old man in the past few hundred years? In the years of separation from Donghua, he has really become more and more elusive.

Feng Jiu looked at her heart, and recently she heard and thought more and more about Donghua and Ji Yu, and her heart was very calm. After so many years, she really felt for the first time that she said many things in the past beautifully, but she defined the past with Donghua as unspeakable, and resisted recalling the past in her heart, which was actually a kind of inability to look away, not to let go, and not to forget. Recently, she had suddenly taken a calm bearing in this matter, and she modestly felt that it would not make sense to explain this change by her broad-mindedness alone.

According to her calm analysis, she saw the truth of many things thoroughly when she left the Nine Heavens three hundred years ago, but knowing is one thing, and doing it is another, she may have been trying to make herself better and better for so many years, and occasionally feel uncomfortable when she reunites with Donghua, precisely because the thoroughness of this matter does not reach the spiritual platform and her heart. However, the more she heard that Donghua had a deep affection for Ji Yu recently, the deeper this kind of affection became, and she was surprised to feel that she was more thorough in her heart. She used all the wisdom of her life to summarize the logic of this matter, but did not summarize any logic. In addition, the matter of stealing the fruit of Pinpo was imminent, so she didn't have time to think deeply, so she put this emotion aside for the time being.

There is a saying in the mortal world, called unintentional willows, willows are shady, Feng Jiu really feels some Zen opportunities in this sentence.

On this day, Meng Shao had nothing to do and invited her and Xiaoyan to go to the time-honored restaurant in the royal city to eat and drink, and the drunken fairy had a new dancer who danced well, Meng Shao was so excited that he drank two more glasses, and suddenly he revealed the flaws of the giant python waiting for the Pinpo tree to Feng Jiu without paying attention. But Meng Shao's speech has always been verbose with his writing, this flaw is implied in a large amount of chatter, fortunately Xiaoyan's summary ability is good, concisely summarized as: In the fifteenth night of each month to the yin hours, the giant pythons in Huabiao are busy absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, and they don't care about paying attention to the sacred tree at all times, she may have a few hours to try her luck.

Coincidentally, the day they ate and drank was the fifteenth day of the month, and this night was a good opportunity to act. Seeing that the fruit of Pinpo might be available tonight, Feng Jiu's heart was surging, but in order not to startle the snake, his face still remained soft and calm, and he also peeled two peanuts and handed them to Meng Shao, who was in a daze with the dancer. Xiao Yan suspiciously broke out the peanut shell she handed to Meng Shao from his claws, picked up the peanut rice that had been thrown on the table by mistake, and silently handed it back to Meng Shao. Fortunately, everything that happened,The crazy Meng Shao didn't notice it at all.。

The full moon hangs on the branches, looking at the snowfield, the snow and the moonlight seem to spread lactose.

Xiao Yan listened to Feng Jiu's nonsense, thinking that in addition to some of the effects that he was not very interested in, there was also a miraculous effect that could make a man more heroic after eating, so he was very willing to help and was warm and thoughtful. He first cast a spell on the outside of the palace wall and made a secret passage that was said to lead directly to the Pinpo tree next to the Relief Worry Spring, but before Feng Jiu was invited, he took the lead in jumping down the secret passage, saying that he was helping her explore the way.

The excitement on Xiao Yan's face before jumping down moved Feng Jiu and made him feel a little sorry at the same time. But he didn't hear back for half a day since he jumped, and seeing that half of the yin time had passed, Feng Jiu thought in his heart that it would be a joke for Xiao Yan to be swallowed by a few pythons that were breathing in the middle of his breath, but considering that he was also a demon lord who did a lot of evil in the past, maybe he would take this opportunity to be punished by God...... The more she thought about it, the more worried she became, and she glanced down at the bottomless pit, and jumped down as soon as she closed her eyes.

Don't have a cave is a good word, which means that there is a blue sky behind each dark hole, and the artistic conception of the word is very broad. It's just that, as far as Feng Jiu knows, Xiao Yan only split a hole from outside the palace wall, and she fell halfway to some point, but for some reason she encountered three forks. She was stunned for a moment, and she didn't have time to stop the falling, and when she reacted, she had already fallen to the bottom along one of the dark holes. According to Xiao Yan, the hole he split out was connected to the Relief Spring, and it should come out of the hole directly to the spring, and he couldn't see the sky when he saw the water.

But she fell out of the wide hole at this moment, and looked up to see the wind rolling the clouds wantonly, and looked down at a green forest swaying in the wind, and she struggled to retract and trample on the top of a canopy, and felt that this place did not look like some underwater realm, no matter how she looked at it. Could it be that they are on the wrong track? Xiaoyan, he explored the path for a long time and didn't go back, so he also took the wrong path? Okay, it's a skill to make mistakes by yourself in the secret way, Xiao Yan, who has been a demon lord for so many years, has not been usurped by the people below, it seems that the demons are generally more tolerant than imagined.

Feng Jiu held the crown of the tree to stabilize his figure, and rubbed his shoulder that had just been rubbed in the cave with his free hand, and squinted to see a crimson full moon hanging out of the sky in the distance. This place is like this, obviously showing the appearance of demons, about her bad luck today and inadvertently broke into some forbidden place to bind demons. She was thinking about Xiao Yan, thinking about whether to look for him here or turn back and go to the Relief Spring to take a look, and suddenly heard a string of women's laughter from the forest under her feet. Feng Jiu said in his heart, this is about that demon, with such a lively and crisp voice, it should be a young and good-looking demon. She hadn't seen a demon in years, and she thought it would be impossible to slip down and peek at it before leaving, so she slipped down from the canopy where she had landed, and looked with great interest at the laughter in the woods through the cover of the leaves.

At the end of a flower path that is not too long and wide, the purple-clothed Divine Monarch who is sitting cross-legged on the side of the sword stands...... Who is the Emperor of Donghua who hasn't been seen for a few days? Why did he appear in this place at this hour, Feng Jiu was very puzzled. She was about to sneak closer, when she saw a pair of weak and boneless jade hands climb up from behind the sitting emperor to his shoulders, and then go down his arms and wrap tightly around his waist. The woman's stunning face appeared on Donghua's shoulder, and the ink-like green silk was tangled with his silver hair, chuckling and sighing: "The throne only comes once in ten years, you can know how much the concubine misses the throne and waits so hard~~~~~"

Wen Yan whispered softly, Feng Jiu, who was squatting in the tree to watch the excitement, did not stabilize and planted it from the trunk with a snap, the banshee swept over with a pair of hooked eyes, a pair of bare arms still hooked Donghua's neck, and chuckled with affectionate eyes: "The number of people who are incomprehensible to the eight desolations is the most powerful, and the tryst with the concubine also brings two other confidants, and I don't pity the concubine will be sad~~~~"

Feng Jiu said in his heart, it is not too cold for you to wear so little on a windy day, and when I looked back, I knew what the "two" in the banshee's mouth was, and it turned out that there was already a person standing under the tree besides her - Princess Ji Yu who was fluttering in white. Today, Princess Ji Yu is not only dressed in snow-white clothes, but also snow-white in her face, a pair of apricot eyes firmly staring at Donghua at the end of the flower path, her lips are tightly pursed, and her expression is sad with a trace of shame and sadness, and her complexion is pitiful. After the embarrassed and sad Princess Ji Yu heard the banshee's words, Mu Ran turned her eyes and glanced at the newly fallen Feng Jiu, her two eyebrows tightened, and she looked up at Donghua again, her eyes were full of loneliness and sadness...... But the emperor who was still closing his eyes and recuperating happened to open his eyes at this moment, and the wind in the forest brought flying flowers to flutter, and the flying flowers were fluttering, and Dong Hua frowned in the direction of the two of them: "Why are you here?" ”

It's not you, it's you. Feng Jiu scratched his head and was about to answer, when he heard Ji Xun beside him crying: "The slave is worried about the teacher, and it is not easy to find this place, but the teacher is ...... Slave ......" Feng Jiu sighed in his heart, it turned out that Donghua was not asking her, it was Ji Yu. She touched her nose, turned sideways and pricked up her ears to wait for Ji Yu's next words. While waiting, she noticed that the flying flowers in the air were like Buddha bell flowers, this kind of sacred flower that was her favorite in the Nine Heavens in the past, and it was reasonable that she should not be born in such a demon-binding place. Ji Yu didn't say anything for a long time, Feng Jiu raised his eyes to glance at her, the face of the banshee on the opposite side was getting closer and closer to Donghua's posture, and Donghua didn't seem to think about refusing, Ji Yu seemed to have finally endured to the limit, his knuckles were twisted to the white sleeves, and without saying a word, he stumbled around and ran.

The eyes of the banshee wrapped around Donghua were still smiling, and Ying Ying said to Feng Jiu: "This girl is very qualitative, and she doesn't want to leave with your sister, don't you want to stay and enjoy the spring breeze of the concubine and the emperor?" ”

Feng Jiu touched it for a long time and took out the Taozhu sword that had not been taken care of for a long time from his sleeve, and the sword turned into a three-foot Qingfeng, and when he looked up, he also smiled: "If you have the ability, you can continue, it doesn't hurt for me to take a look on the side." ”

Feng Jiu felt that her smile was actually quite kind, she hadn't laughed so calmly for so long, but the banshee who was lying on Donghua's shoulder changed her face in an instant, and her eyebrows suddenly changed, and she said in a low voice: "You can see it?" He sneered twice: "Well, since you want to wade into this troubled water, this seat will fulfill you." In the blink of an eye, three or four steps away, a red silk split the face, which was a ruthless move to take the door of the neck.

Until now, Feng Jiu had actually been thinking about whether she should care about this matter.

When she just slipped down along the canopy and saw the description of the two of them, she also thought that Donghua didn't know when she fell in love with this stunning banshee and came here to have a tryst with her, and for a moment she was still a little confused, how could Donghua like Ji Yu and at the same time be interested in other women, is there still such a love in the world, love is really strange, forgive her many times can not understand.

Until she inadvertently looked up and saw the flowing clouds rolling more and more turbulent in the sky, and the moonlight that was red and white for a while, her heart suddenly became clear.

Both of these are two powerful qi to fight each other to appear in the scene, Ji Yu vinegar hurried, maybe she didn't notice it, or maybe she didn't have her own knowledge, Donghua and this banshee seem to be very close, but in private it should be in the fierce fight.

Donghua looks like that, this banshee has intentions for him, he is from her, according to her inference, Donghua intends to take the opportunity to take her and Ji Yu away, after all, the land of the master is dangerous. She deduced in her heart that Donghua had to do this, and she suddenly felt that he was very affectionate and righteous. Since he is so affectionate, she doesn't see the truth in it, and she can see that she can leave him alone, and she is not worthy of seeing the word morality again.

She heard that the demon walks the demon way, there is a kind of way in the demon road is the way of seduction, the more beautiful the banshee, the more confusing people's hearts, the heart is practiced very well, whether it is a fairy or a demon, but if there is a concern in the heart, it is very easy to be confused by them. Although Donghua's cultivation is not high, he has affection for Ji Yu, love, the head of the six desires, in case this banshee uses a heart trick on him, it is difficult for him to miss the trick, and he can help one or two after all. She sighed again that Ji Yu didn't see the truth in this, otherwise she would have saved more help and had a better chance of winning, a woman, a woman after all, too emotional!

Feng Jiu felt that he saw things with a light today, and his skills were also bright, in the colorful rain of the Buddha bell flowers, the Tao Zhu sword was pierced like a stream, and the fight had been for half a moment, and the red silk couldn't get close to her. She was very happy with her performance today.

Donghua held his arms and looked at Feng Jiu who was dancing like a white butterfly in the rain of flowers. It is the first time to see her dance a sword like this, and it is said that she learned the swordsmanship of her father Bai Yi. Bai Yi's set of swordsmanship, he didn't remember wrong, it should be known for its rigidity, and she danced a lot softer. However, the one-trick folding flowers and climbing willows are quite good-looking, and the calmness and grace in the attitude are also enough. At her age, this cultivation can fight for such a long time with the ethereal transformation formed by the three poisonous turbidity breaths of the Huiming Realm, which is considered rare.

In fact, Feng Jiu pushed well in the first half, and Donghua did come to subdue the demon this time. But this banshee is not an ordinary demon, it is the demon venerable transformed by the three poisonous turbidity in the Miaoyi Wisdom Realm. If it is the embodiment of the fallen nature, it is necessary for the emperor and his old man to work hard to hurt the gods, but the body has been trapped in the Huiming realm by Donghua and cannot come out, and some three poisonous turbidities escape from the realm every ten years, and the wandering world is just a kind of incarnation of her, which is more powerful than ordinary demons, but it is nothing to Donghua.

He didn't think at all that letting Yi Luo be intimate with him was to use this to leave Ji Yu and Feng Jiu angrily, in case the two of them were in danger. When it was, the Thread fell on top of him, because for a demon like them, the closer she got to the person who wanted to confuse him, the easier it was to cast a spell, but the closer she got to him, it was actually convenient for him to purify her, and he didn't feel the need to push away the Trick that was not afraid of death.

Feng Jiu moved him to make this move a kind of affection for her and Ji Yu, and it was really a misunderstanding of him.

But after all, this place is strange, although it is just a transformation at this time, Yu Fengjiu Ji and Ji Yu, immortals and demons whose cultivation is not very profound, can also be regarded as a clever demon, and it stands to reason that they should be a little scared anyway. Ji Yu, who came with him for some reason, seemed to Donghua to be more interesting, and realized the danger halfway and ran away first; Feng Jiu was obviously more intelligent than Ji Yu in his impression, and when he saw this danger, he should have slipped in front of Ji Yu, but he didn't know why he stood still and didn't move.

He looked at it for a while, and suddenly had some doubts, and for a moment he couldn't figure out whether the girl in white who was going to stay and help him was the Feng Jiu he knew. But the phoenix feather flower in the middle of her forehead was genuine, and the look of a smile in her eyes was also very familiar to him when he was in the Nine Heavens. She sacrificed the three-foot Qingfeng so decisively, did she think that he was coerced and wanted to save him?

Donghua held his arms and calmly looked at Feng Jiu who was standing with a sword, since he was incarnated from the blue sea and the blue sea, he has stepped on the tired dry bones all the way to the present, and the six and eight desolations have been looking for his protectors, wave after wave in the early years have never stopped, and he has never encountered it in so many years. The word protection, in conjunction with his honorific name, is a joke in itself. But at this moment, in the rain of flowers in the distance, this little emperor of Qingqiu is holding such a slender body, carrying such a thin and soft small sword, and standing bravely in front of the enemy who is many times stronger than her with the intention of protecting him. The emperor felt that this matter was interesting and fresh.

When Feng Jiu pulled out the Taozhu Sword and swung out the first sword light, he knew that he didn't have much chance of winning against this banshee. However, although she took the initiative to stay and help, she expected that her positioning was just to sing an epilogue, and her function was to help Donghua delay time or find an opportunity, and she never planned to snatch the errand of falling from Donghua's hands.

In the first half of the game, she felt that she kept well and performed poorly. In the ensuing fight, she sincerely hoped that Donghua could recover from meditation as soon as possible and take over the second half. When he divided his energy to look at the past, the emperor and his old man were looking at her with his arms propped up, and vaguely he said three words with thin lips. Feng Jiu pondered silently in her heart, there was a subtle pause between the first word and the second and third words, perhaps it was a very profound sentence of mind, which helped her swordsmanship to soar instantly, but the sound of the Tao Zhu Sword was too loud, which three words were these three words in the emperor's mouth? When the red silk behind her hit her shoulder, she thought carefully before she finally reacted, and what he said was: "Hey, be careful." ”……

Fortunately, this red silk is fast but not very fierce, and it only scratches a piece of silk on her shoulder, and when it is about to attack, she narrowly dodges it, and Tao Zhujian raises it to block it.

Feng Jiu had a doubt in the parry, only then did she obviously feel that the wilting red silk was about to roll up the soft sword she was blocking, but for some reason she suddenly loosened her strength, she took advantage of the situation to grab a sword flower and stab back, and forced the ethereal to stagger back two steps. When did her sword become so fast?

A hint of unwillingness flashed on his face as he re-established his settling face, and a strange smile suddenly appeared behind Feng Jiu. Feng Jiu suddenly realized that Fang had just changed a few places, and at this time, they were standing in front of Donghua's meditation for dozens of steps, and the smile was clearly towards Donghua. Without thinking about it, she turned around and pounced towards the side and back, and at this moment, five red silk horses turned out of her hand, like a swimming snake towards Donghua's meditation place.

Feng Jiu pressed on Donghua's body, and in a blink of an eye, he looked at his sitting platform that was smashed by Red Silk at hand, and felt a cold sweat in his heart. The moment she knocked down Donghua, she realized a reason why he sat on the side and didn't help her, this situation was probably because he fell in love with this banshee, and she couldn't break free from it by using things like immobilization. Fortunately, she stayed with the Bodhisattva's heart and heart to help him today, otherwise he would not know what kind of loss he would suffer. She has always been very sympathetic to the weak in her nature, and at this time, thinking that it is rare to see Donghua weak and down, she is not embarrassed to look at him from below, and she looks back softly, and her heart is filled with a kind of loving holy light...... Obviously, her wishful thinking misunderstood the emperor a little deeply, and the emperor and his old man have not made a move, just waiting to see how far she can go in order to save him.

Red Aya was manipulated by the Falling as if it were a living creature, and with a single blow, she quickly turned around, swimming towards the two of them again. Looking at this kind of strength and this kind of way, if she doesn't choke out a few mouthfuls of blood to end the scene, if she dodges, she is easy to hide alone, but she brings a Donghua who can't move...... During the difficult decision, she suddenly felt that her body was rolled on the ground a few times, and her dexterity flashed through the attack of Hong Aya, and before she could make her strength, she was carried by the wind, the hand holding the sword was firmly held by the other hand, and her waist was also held and fixed, Donghua was close to her, and her voice sounded in her ears: "Look at it." She opened her eyes wide, her body involuntarily moved forward, the sword light was as sharp as snowflakes, she couldn't see what moves Donghua took her to hold the Taozhu sword, and when her eyes were fixed, she saw a pool of black blood leaching out of the snow-white sword tip in the red silk fragments in the sky, fixed in the heart of the forehead with her eyes wide open.

Feng Jiu has always defined herself as a knowledgeable immortal, although she has not done much about subduing demons and subduing demons, but she has seen a lot of experience in collecting demons from her uncles and aunts over the past tens of thousands of years, and she feels in her heart that the one Donghua received this time is the most demonic among the demons she has seen. In the face of such a stunning beauty in the sky and in the ground, the emperor was able to stab down with a sword without mercy, and she sincerely admired the emperor's spirit.

Donghua took her slightly stiff hand back to the pottery sword and backhanded it back to the sheath, the petals of the Buddha bell in the forest, which were as soft as light snow, fluttered and gradually disappeared, and she didn't know where to go, and occasionally two pieces fell on the back of her hand but there was no real touch, and she knew that the ethereal sea of flowers she saw in her eyes was a phantom made by a banshee.

The wind in the forest was swaying, and the feet slowly dispersed into a cloud of gray mist from the soles of her feet to the top, which was the symptom of the oil running out and the lamp was about to be annihilated, but she suddenly opened a pair of eyes like a matchmaker, and snorted and laughed at Donghua: "I once heard that you are the most quiet and inactive immortal in the world, and I have long wanted to see if your heart is really as rumored to say that a piece of the Pure Sea is open and unwanted, and this time I finally got my wish," she seemed to have something very funny, and her eyebrows and eyes were dangerously provoked: "It turns out that the bottom of the heart of the throne is a sea of Buddha bell flowers." , Interesting, interesting, I don't know if it's this sea of flowers that the throne is so concerned about, or who is hiding behind the sea of flowers? After that, he laughed twice again: "The so-called strongest immortal who has reached the realm of concentration and interest in the heart of the Nine Dwellings has such a secret that is not known to outsiders, interesting, interesting, and ......" The third interesting word has not yet been spoken, and it has turned to ashes with her whole body, and it has suddenly floated in the air.

Feng Jiu was stunned to listen to the last speech, and watched her turn into a burst of white ash and pass away, she thought that this would be an unprecedented battle, thinking that Donghua had no choice but to help, not everyone has a chance to subdue this kind of evil demon, and her blood has just boiled, this is ...... It's over?

Seeing that all the filthy demonic qi was gone, the moon and the wind were clear between heaven and earth. Feng Jiu was very puzzled, how did Donghua, who was sitting on the side a moment ago and was about to die, show such a calm and calm hand at a critical moment? After thinking for a moment, she turned around, and dared to lie to her again. She admired that she could be so calm when she saw through this hidden situation, and she really got used to it after being deceived a lot. She calmly shrunk the Taozhu sword into her sleeve, and calmly turned around and nodded to Donghua in farewell. His skills are limited, but he still came to play righteousness, and he was laughed at by Donghua again, forget it, she doesn't remember the villain, and this righteousness is given to him in vain.

Just as he was raising his feet and about to leave, the emperor behind Yuebai Fengqing suddenly said unhurriedly: "Why are you here?" ”

Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, feeling how familiar his question was, tilted his head and thought for a while, suddenly turned back in surprise and confusion, pointed to his chin uncertainly, and said to Donghua: "You were asking me just now?" ”

The white moonlight was hidden by half of the sunken clouds, and the emperor looked back calmly: "I look like I'm talking to myself?" ”

Feng Jiu still maintained a surprised expression and gestured to himself with one finger: "I mean, when I fell from the tree just now, you asked Princess Ji Yu why did you come, but in fact, it was me who kept asking?" ”

Donghua raised his hand and sat down on a long couch, looking up at her calmly and inexplicably: "Otherwise, what do you think?" Seeing a blank look in her eyes, she repeated: "You haven't replied to me yet, what are you doing?" ”

He mentioned that Feng Jiu's dazed spiritual platform suddenly slashed a white light, this trip was originally pinching the hour to steal the fruit of Pinpo, but as soon as the blood boiled, the Tao Casting Sword completely forgot about this matter. I don't know how many hours have been delayed, a drop of cold sweat on the door of her head quickly dripped down, and she hurriedly said perfunctorily, "Come out and go shopping, and when you see you being bullied, you can save you casually, where do you know that you are lying", and she has taken a few steps under her feet.

Donghua's voice still followed behind him unhurriedly: "You left like this, don't you plan to take me with you?" ”

Feng Jiu turned back inexplicably in a hurry: "Why should I take you?" But he found that Donghua did not follow, still sitting leisurely on the low couch, and when he saw her turn around, he said lightly: "I am injured, can you rest assured that you will leave me here alone?" ”

Feng Jiu nodded honestly: "Don't worry." Seeing the emperor's slightly raised eyebrows, he added another sentence without fear of death: "I'm very relieved." As soon as the words landed, the forward steps turned into backward staggering, and in the blink of an eye, he had fallen upside down on the couch where Donghua was leaning. She held the back of the chair with her hand to stabilize her figure, and just blurted out a word you in anger, but was cut off by Donghua Youyou: "It seems that you are not particularly relieved." ”

Feng Jiu was speechless, and he just wanted to sigh that he hadn't seen the emperor for a few days, and his scoundrel skills had deepened more than one layer, and his throat was strangled by the remaining reason in his brain, and he changed his sentence to a slightly soft sentence aggrievedly: "Forgive the contemptible, I really can't see which part of the emperor's faction has been injured." ”

A gust of wind blew, the emperor's purple sleeves were raised, and his right arm was really an inch-long cut, still bubbling with blood, so he didn't see it, and the color of the sleeves was not easy to detect. Legend has it that Donghua has sat on the seat of the co-lord of heaven and earth, and has never shed blood in fights. Feng Jiu leaned in happily: "The red with gold is worthy of the blood shed by the emperor, I read that the classics say that this blood can be worth an immortal's cultivation for 1,800 years, I don't know if it's true?" ”

Donghua raised his eyebrows and looked at her face, and suddenly sighed: "Generally speaking, the first thing you think of at this moment should be how to help me stop the bleeding." ”

Feng Jiu hadn't recovered from the excitement of watching the excitement, and instinctively continued when he heard his words: "Although the contemptible person is not a supreme beauty now, it is destined to be very beautiful in another eighteen thousand years. My aunt's words have never been a hero in the book to take the initiative to show weakness to the beauty after saving the beauty, you took the initiative to show me the injury There is no conspiracy behind it, I don't believe it, you lied to me not once or twice, this injury is just a trick, do you think I'm stupid? ”

Donghua glanced at his injury, then at Feng Jiu, for a long time, and said calmly: "You are indeed smarter than before recently, but the master who taught you the immortal method didn't tell you when he was a child and enlightened that the method of seeing blood can only obstruct the eyes of mortals and not the eyes of immortals?" ”

Feng Jiu had never heard Donghua say such a long sentence at one time, and when he reacted to the emperor's analysis and explanation, he was immediately shocked and took a step back: "...... Hey, your injury can't be real, right? She took a step forward suspiciously, the blood flowed so fast that she was a little dizzy, and hurriedly tore open a long side of her petticoat to wrap Donghua's blood-soaked arm, but she still muttered with some suspicion in her mouth: "But the heroes I have seen, such as my uncle, no matter how seriously he is injured, he has always bothered to hide it from my aunt, and my father never let my aunt know that he was injured. I've never seen you react like this......"

Donghua calmly watched her clumsily deal with her injuries, and patiently explained to her: "Oh, because I, a hero, is more fragile than them. ”

“……”

Feng Jiu sat on the long couch where Donghua was sitting a moment ago, his right hand supporting the long arm of the low couch to think about the problem, and the emperor's head resting on his lap, in other words, the emperor and his old man were resting on her jade legs at the moment. How did things develop to this point, Feng Jiu scratched his head for a long time, feeling really inexplicable.

I still remember the kung fu of a cup of tea, she repaid the wound on her arm with Donghua with virtue, and politely said goodbye to successfully go to the business at hand. In a hurry, she felt that Donghua had done something wrong, and came back to look for him murderously, and before she got close, she heard Donghua who was lying on the couch and closed his eyes to rest: "I forgot to tell you that this place was spontaneously confined within twelve hours after his death, and if you want to go out, I am afraid that you will not be able to get out." ”

Feng Jiu's head was stunned, and Donghua continued: "Do you have anything important to go out in time?" ”

Feng Jiu cried with a sad face: "I have an appointment with Yan Chi Wu......" Originally, he was about to say, "I have an appointment to go to the spring of anxiety to steal the fruit of Pinpo", but when the words came out, he realized that this half sentence was not something to talk about openly with others, so he quickly pinched his throat and added: "I have a date with him." This matter is really urgent, she was distracted when she was looking for a way in the forest, and she was distracted to reflect on whether she was too tolerant of Donghua, at this time, she felt that it was fortunate that her nature was good enough to not take advantage of his injury and help him bandage his wound, she hurriedly took three or two steps over to hold Donghua's right arm, and put the evidence of her kindness with him clearly in front of him, and looked at him with a solemn expression: "Emperor, do you think I bandaged this wound for you well?" Am I gracious to you? Shouldn't you reciprocate? ”

Donghua stared at her and said, "It's average, what do you want me to repay you?" ”

Feng Jiu held his arm even more eagerly, and said, "Well, in fact, this matter that I am carrying at this time is really urgent. If the emperor helps me get out of trouble in time, the emperor will throw me in the Fanyin Valley for half a year and not come to rescue me and become a silk handkerchief I will be written off, what do you think? ”

Donghua continued to stare at her and said, "I think you seem to have a grudge against me. ”

Feng Jiu sighed that under Donghua's attentive gaze, his heart was calm, and while realizing that he was a person who did great things, he was really calm, and said sincerely: "How come? Seeing the noncommittal look in Donghua's eyes, he paused and said, "That's because basically no one likes to offend me except you." ”

Just listen to Donghua said: "What about Yan Chiwu? ”

Feng Jiu said in his heart how stupid Xiao Yan is, it's good that I don't bully him, if he can offend me in turn, this is really a miracle of Pangu Kaitian, but Xiao Yan is also a generation of demon lords after all, Feng Jiu feels that if he is a brother, he can't sweep Xiao Yan's face at this moment, and said vaguely: "Xiao Yan, uh, Xiao Yan is fine." ”

But this ambiguity seems to be quite close to embarrassment at first glance, Feng Jiu saw that Donghua was silent and closed his eyes again, and suddenly the topic went astray, and he hurriedly leaned over and dragged the topic back: "I hold a grudge or not, let's talk about it for the time being, but Emperor Jun, are you willing or unwilling to repay me?" ”

Donghua still had his eyes closed, his eyelashes were long and thick, and he spoke after a long time: "Why should I help you and let you go out to meet Yan Chiwu?" ”

Feng Jiu thought that his rhetorical question was not begging for a beating, but she knew that Donghua had always been a person who ate soft rather than hard, although she was in a hurry, she still restrained the anger in her heart and told him clearly word by word: "Because I helped you, to be an immortal, you have to help each other, I helped you, and you naturally have to help me when I encounter a critical moment, this is the right way of the Dao." She was still holding Donghua's arm at this time, and she had been talking to him for some time. She wondered in her heart that if he took out that trick again, she said, "I don't really want to be reasonable today, I don't really want to help you," and she pinched him with one paw, at least to make him hurt for a while. Where did I think that Donghua opened her eyes, her eyes wandered on her face for a while, and her eyes were cold and clear: "I can't send you out, even if you have an important appointment with him, you can only wait for twelve hours later." ”

Feng Jiu's mind exploded: "Isn't this destined to be a no-show?" All her ideas lie in Donghua's omnipotence, and she never considered that she would really not be able to go out and mistake the big thing of stealing the fruit of Pinpin, but Donghua's description didn't seem like a joke to her, so she stopped saying it after that.

She stood there for a while, looking up at the sky suddenly full of stars and no moonlight, and a few small winds whipped the leaves above her head. If you miss it tonight, no matter how much time there is, it will be the fifteenth day of next month, and there will be a whole month, Feng Jiu squatted on the low couch in a gloomy manner. The starry night sky suddenly poured rain, she was startled, instinctively jumped on the couch, looked around to see the rain curtain, like a continuous string of beads stacked in the forest, the blue and black night sky on the head seemed to be who carried a big basin to push the water of the Tianhe River down, only this couch and the pouring rain is incompatible, is a place to shelter from the rain.

She heard that some powerful demons were subdued because there was still demonic energy circling in the space they were traveling, and it was very easy to assemble, and they needed to be cleansed with rootless water for seventy-seven and forty-nine hours, and all the demonic qi circling in the square circle was washed away before it could be called a complete demon collection.

Night rain has always been a thing that loves to be tied to leisure, what "spring lights are accompanied by thoughts, and the night raindrops are more sorrowful" and so on, the thoughts described are like this. As soon as the sound of the rain was urging, Feng Jiu's sorrow inevitably came up for a moment, she knew that although Donghua was lying idle at this time, it was the demonic energy left behind by the rootless pure water, no wonder Fang just wanted to turn into a long couch, one to avoid the rain, and the other to be destined to be trapped for a long time at least a place to rest, Donghua thought it through.

Feng Jiu squatted at the end of the couch decadently, she had already accepted the reality that the cooked duck was washed away by the night rain, she originally thought that she would be able to succeed tonight, but she didn't know that she would kill such a halfway, and the destiny of heaven really couldn't be speculated, but this time she was originally dragging Xiaoyan into the water, but when she was doing business, she, the main owner, suddenly disappeared, and she didn't know if she wanted to drag Xiaoyan into the water on the fifteenth day of the next month, Xiaoyan would be willing to be fooled, this matter gave her a little headache.

She thought about what reason she had to make up to go back to see Xiaoyan in order to make him forgive him for the no-show, to tell the truth it was not possible, according to Xiaoyan's dislike of Donghua, when this kind of thing happened, she saved Donghua without taking the opportunity to stab him twice, which was a kind of blasphemy and betrayal of the firm friendship between the two of them. Well, it seems good to say that she strayed into the forbidden land of the winged bird halfway through, and was captured and tortured by a demon all night, so she couldn't get to the appointment in time, but if you make up such an excuse, you need a setting of how to escape by yourself, which seems to be a bit of a problem. She sighed unconsciously in her heart: "It seems that it is not safe to make up any reason, coaxing people is also a technical job, especially coaxing Xiaoyan to fight and escape for her life, alas." Donghua still closed his eyes and didn't seem to react, but the rain curtain around him suddenly became thicker, and the sound of the rain that was more than twice as big as the sound of the rain on the forest leaves seemed to be broken by thousands of horses, which was a little infiltrating. Feng Jiu was a little scared in his heart, and pretended to move towards Donghua calmly, feeling a lot calmer when his feet touched his legs, but suddenly heard his voice floating with the sound of rain: "I can't see that you are quite worried about Yan Chiwu." ”

Emperor Jun, his old man spoke normally, which made Feng Jiu feel very confused, and the style of his speech was expected, no matter how bad it was, it should have come out at this time, "Coaxing people also need to think, it seems that you need to vigorously improve your IQ recently" and something like that. Such a normal question, Feng Jiu didn't react for a while, and slipped back: "I'm also afraid that I will steal the fruit of Pinpo on the fifteenth day of next month, and he doesn't want to be a helper for me, isn't it......" As soon as the two words came out, Feng Jiu's face suddenly turned blue, and he said with difficulty: "Actually, I mean ......."

The sound of the rain suddenly became much smaller, and the rootless water enveloped the enchantment wall of the long couch and went down, blurring like a waterfall and flowing river, and the silver hair of the emperor lying in the middle of the river could be vaguely seen leaning on the couch and falling, like a shining silver satin. Feng Jiu's mind was empty and stared at the shadow of the emperor reflected in the enchantment wall, no matter how stealing is not a glorious thing, not to mention that she is still the female monarch of Qingqiu, with the face of Qingqiu on her head, if Donghua takes this matter, whether it is the female monarch of the ward or the father and mother of the ward who is far away in Qingqiu, she will be finished.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something remedy, but she didn't play it at this moment, and after being dumb for a long time, Donghua spoke first, and her voice sounded much softer than Fang Cai's normal words: "You have an appointment with Yan Chiwu tonight, it turns out that you are going to steal the Pinpo fruit?" She laughed dryly twice and shrank back to the end of the couch: "No, no, absolutely not, how could I, as a Qingqiu Lady, do such a stealing thing, haha, you heard it wrong." ”

Donghua sat up with his head propped up, Feng Jiu looked at him in horror and rubbed his fingers on the corners of his forehead, and said in a gentle voice: "Oh, maybe I really heard it wrong, I was a little dizzy at this time, you lent it to me." Feng Jiu's pigtails were pinched, Donghua's every move was very tugging at her heartstrings, and when she heard the words, she immediately said attentively: "It may be uncomfortable to lean on me, you wait for me to change a pillow for you to lean on......" But this time the courtesy was in the wrong direction, Donghua's hand rubbing the corner of his forehead stopped: "I feel as if I remember something, you just said that the fifteenth ...... next month" Feng Jiu blinked his eyes and hurried up and grabbed him and pressed him on his lap: "I don't know if you feel comfortable or uncomfortable by leaning on this way, or am I lying down for you to lean on?" Do you think it's more comfortable for you to lie upright or backwards for you? Her knowledge of current affairs in this way obviously made Donghua quite useful, and she rested on her lap and adjusted her lying posture, and only then opened her eyes and said, "Are you sitting or lying down more comfortably?" Feng Jiu imagined for a moment if he was lying down...... Immediately, he said, "It's more comfortable to sit." Donghua closed his eyes and said, "Then let's do it." ”

Feng Jiu lowered his head and stared at Donghua's sleeping face with his eyes closed, and suddenly remembered that when she was a little fox in the past, she also loved to pill on Donghua's lap like this, at that time, the Buddha bell flower slowly floated down, and fell on the top of her head with a little itch, if Donghua saw it, she would raise her hand to brush the petals away from her head, and then rub her soft hair, she took the opportunity to rub it up and lick Donghua's palm...... Her thoughts stopped, she sighed silently, she was really a cheeky little fox at that time, feng shui took turns, today it was Donghua's turn to use herself as a pillow, she thought worriedly, if Donghua really had a pillow for twelve hours...... Then, you may need to buy some medicated oil to wipe your legs and feet.

His thoughts were ethereal, and Donghua, who was listening to his ears and was comfortably recuperating, suddenly said: "Maybe you have lost too much blood and your hands are a little cold, you don't mind helping me warm up if you have nothing to do, right?" Feng Jiu stared at his raised right hand, for a long time, and said: "Men and women are not kissed...... Donghua said easily: "After a while, I was about to meet the female monarch of the winged bird, and I asked her how to plant the Pinpo tree, do you say I am ......" Feng Jiu held the emperor's right hand, which was said to have lost blood and was cold, and sincerely held out a line of words: "The great defense of granting and receiving is really the most boring and uninhibited thing proposed by Taoists since the beginning of the world." Covering the emperor's right hand diligently: "I don't know if the temperature in my hand warms the emperor and makes the emperor satisfied?" The emperor was naturally very satisfied, and slowly closed his eyes again: "I'm a little tired, I'll sleep for a while, and you can take care of yourself." "Feng Jiu said in his heart, in this situation, can I turn your old man's head and hands to the ground? Seeing that Donghua's breathing became even and peaceful, he couldn't help but bow his head and grimace at him: "From beginning to end, you just watched a lively scene, and you actually had the face to say that you were tired and wanted to sleep first, and the contemptible person just fought a tough battle and came to serve you, but it was much more tired than you", she only dared to make a lip shape, comforting herself that although he couldn't see or hear, he also calculated his breath, and he didn't pay attention to a strand of hair on his cheeks that fell on Donghua's ear, and she didn't have time to look up, he suddenly opened his eyes. After a while, the emperor looked at her, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "You just slandered me for watching the fun?" Looking at her blank appearance, he paused: "How can it be considered to be lively, I am obviously sitting next to me seriously," he continued with a clear face: "Help you cheer up." "......" Feng Jiu froze.

When Feng Jiu woke up from his deep sleep on the second day, he recalled the big incident of the previous night, and there were three incomprehensible doubts and thoughts.

First, the injury on Donghua's hand came very strangely, and she didn't believe that it had hurt him like that when he fell, because in the memory, he held himself with his right hand and stabbed the Taozhu sword very steadily and quickly, and he didn't feel anything unusual. Second, Donghua's attitude towards himself before and after is also quite confusing, but he was too busy dealing with him at that time to think about it. In fact, if the emperor was destined to be trapped in that place for twelve hours to dissolve the demonic energy, because he felt very bored, he wanted to leave her behind to relieve her boredom no matter what, and did not hesitate to hurt his right arm to save it, she felt that this reasoning was the most reliable at present. But is the emperor such a boring and outrageous person? She thought about it deeply and thought carefully, and felt that the emperor was indeed a very boring and outrageous person in any sense, but was he a person who was so boring and outrageous to this extent? She felt that she couldn't look down on the emperor like this, so she was confused for a while and then gave up. In fact, there was nothing wrong with her reasoning......

The third doubt, Feng Jiu's mind was dimly fixed on the familiar bed and familiar soft quilt in the Wind Courtyard, and the corner of the quilt was embroidered by mistake when she practiced embroidering peonies a few days ago, and a daisy was still vivid in front of her eyes. She remembered that before going to bed, she heard the sound of the residual rain accompanied by Donghua's even and long breathing, there were still bright stars in the rain, and she was forced to hold Donghua's hand and felt very warm, and his body also had bursts of warmth, and then she waited for him to fall asleep with his head lowered. She clearly remembered that she was leaning on Donghua's long couch to sleep, it seemed a little cold at first, but it was very warm when she fell asleep, so she slept well, and she didn't know what time it was. But, how could she lie in her room when she woke up at this moment?

She sat in a roll of quilts and thought blankly, maybe in fact everything was just a dream, today on the fifteenth, she and Meng Shao Xiaoyan went to the drunken fairy to eat wine and watch the girl, and she was happy to eat and sleep so far, because her imagination is richer, so it is not impossible to make such a tumultuous and well-detailed dream in her sleep. She pondered calmly for a while, thinking that otherwise she would think that this was the case, and was about to get out of bed to wash with the half-thin light shining in the sun, when she suddenly saw that it was dark in front of the window lattice, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Xiaoyan lifting the door curtain.

Feng Jiu's eyelids jumped uncontrollably. Xiao Yan is dressed very distinctively today, with a red collared silk coat on the upper body, an oily wheat green on the bottom, and a huge oily green furoshiki of the same color as the bottom shirt on his shoulders, and a fresh radish stick that has just been pulled out of the snow.

The fresh radish stick looked at Feng Jiu with a slightly melancholy and melancholy expression: "There are other people in this courtyard who have taken a fancy to it, I need Lao Tzu to move out, Lao Tzu will clean up and say goodbye to you, the mountains are high and the water is long, Lao Tzu will come back to sit when he is free." ”

Feng Jiu's expression was dazed for a moment: "Is it that you didn't wake up or I didn't wake up?" ”

The fresh radish stick stepped over with an arrow step, so close that Feng Jiu was three steps away, and wanted to go further but paused and said withholdingly: "I can't get closer to you, things are like this," the voice suddenly raised and said eagerly: "Don't fall down and continue to sleep, get up first and listen to me!" ”

What is the general thing, Feng Jiu half-dreamed and half-awakened to understand, it turned out that all this was not a dream, according to Xiao Yan's recollection that he was halfway lost when he was exploring the road the night before, and when he went around and found it back, Feng Jiu was nowhere to be found, he was anxious to find her night after day without success, and when he returned to the Wind Courtyard in a daze, he saw a red fox lying on her bed and fell asleep, and his rival Emperor Donghua sat next to him and looked at the sleeping red fox in a trance, so distracted that he didn't notice it when he got close. He vaguely felt that this incident was very bizarre, so he took advantage of Donghua's departure for some reason to get in. Speaking of this, Xiao Yan said implicitly, he didn't know that the red fox lying on the bed turned out to be Feng Jiu, thinking that it was some kind of spiritual pet treasure beast hunted back by Donghua, he leaned over to take a look, and felt that this rare beast looked very cute and playful, and couldn't help but pick her up and hold her in his hand, and then, tragedy happened.

Feng Jiu glanced at the hand that was wrapped like a pig's trotter with a thread tied to the fresh radish stick, and smiled: "Then I sprayed a fireball in my dream and set your hand on fire?" I'm pretty good, don't I? ”

Fresh radish stick said, "Oh, that's not it. Suddenly hateful said: "The ice cube face doesn't know when it came out of nowhere, leaning against the door, before Lao Tzu reacted, Lao Tzu's hand became like this, because Lao Tzu's hand became like this, naturally there was no way to hold you anymore, so you fell to the bed, but this didn't wake you up, Lao Tzu is really puzzled." Then Lao Tzu painfully found that Lao Tzu couldn't get past within three steps of your bed. Lao Tzu was about to return with an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, but his face suddenly asked Lao Tzu if he lived with you and how long he had lived together. ”

Feng Jiu scratched his head and explained to the fresh radish stick: "Oh, when I sleep deeply, if it is suddenly cold, I will unconsciously change back to my original body, and when I change back to my original body and fall asleep, there is no other advantage, that is, I am not afraid of the cold and sleep deeply." He scratched his head and wondered with Xiao Yan: "But the emperor is ...... What kind of road is he? ”

Xiao Yan said that she couldn't understand, and continued: "I don't know what the road is, but I can't remember how long we have lived together, and I vaguely replied to him that it has been half a year." Lao Tzu lost the opportunity to attack him because he recalled the time we lived together, and he was trapped by his immobilization technique without paying attention. He frowned and looked at Lao Tzu for a long time, and then suddenly said that he had taken a fancy to Lao Tzu, "

Feng Jiu slammed his head against the bed frame, and Xiao Yan took a difficult breath in this bang: "I suddenly said that I fell in love with the house where Lao Tzu lived," and looked at Feng Jiu from three steps away in surprise: "Why did you hit your head, does it hurt?" Yes! What a big bag! ”

Feng Jiu waved his hand and motioned for him to continue, Xiao Yan said with concern: "You reach out and rub it, such a big bag, you have to knead it to avoid bruises, ah, yes, he fell in love with Lao Tzu's house." Nope. ”

Feng Jiu was dumbfounded: "Gone? ”

The fresh radish stick suddenly twisted: "He said that our place is close to Zongxue, his place is too far, we have a fish pond here, he doesn't have it there, and we still have you here who are skilled in cooking and can cook, so he wants to change with Lao Tzu." Lao Tzu in a kind of selfless spirit of convenience with others, he agreed to sacrifice himself for others, so he packed up his things and came to say hello to you, although Lao Tzu is also very reluctant to you, but, we are demons and immortals, isn't it just to pay attention to a helping others? ”

Feng Jiu was dumbfounded for a while, and said honestly: "I heard that Wei Xian does pay attention to helping others, but I haven't heard that Wei Xian also pays attention to this," after a pause, he paused: "You are so happy to change dormitories with the emperor, because you know that since he came to Fanyin Valley, the female monarch of the Winged Bird specially sent Ji Yu to live in his dormitory to serve him, you actually hit this idea." ”

The fresh radish stick looked at Feng Jiu in amazement and rubbed his nose: "Well, ah, you actually guessed it, it's time to invite you to eat and drink and sit down." After thinking about it, he added: "I won't accept your gift money yet!" ”

Feng Jiu suddenly felt a little headache, and waved his hand: "Okay, I know the ins and outs, this time our action has failed, I will make an appointment with you on the fifteenth of next month, you kneel down." ”

Xiao Yan nodded and walked to the door, suddenly turned around again, and said solemnly: "By the way, there is one more thing, didn't I hug your original body before?" took advantage of you, 120,000 points are not acceptable. How can brothers take advantage of such an advantage, when will it be convenient for you to talk to me, and I will let you take it back. ”

Feng Jiu rubbed the bag on his forehead: "...... No need. ”

Xiao Yan suddenly said solemnly: "What are you polite to me, if you want to take it, you will take it back." Or I have a bad memory, and I forget about it after three or two days, so I will make you suffer, come, let's first set up a document to make an appointment about which day to occupy what way, oh, yes, or you take me twice, and there will be an interest for such a long time. ”

Feng Jiu: "...... Get lost. ”

The morning light outside the window was hazy, Feng Jiu touched her chin and hugged the quilt, and sat empty for a while, she saw a Tianzhu Gui outside the window green in the snow, and couldn't help but cast her eyes deeper.

There is snow in the four seasons in Fanyin Valley, and the occasional clear sky is also a dim daylight reflecting the snow field, this kind of scenery has been seen for more than half a year, and she also misses the dust that flies in the red dust. Listening to Meng Shao, more than 200 years ago, there was actually a distinction between spring and autumn, summer planting and winter storage in Fanyin Valley, and it became a snowy region, which is a matter of nearly 200 years. And this matter can be traced back to Shen Ye, the rumored god chief Shen Ye who has been hidden for many years in the Biwinged Bird clan. It is said that when the chief priest hid into the god's mansion for unknown reasons, he cut the spring, summer and autumn seasons into his sleeve with a long sword, and took it away, and he did not leave the god's mansion for many years, and there was no spring and autumn in the Fanyin Valley.

Meng Shao vaguely mentioned that Shen Ye's move was to commemorate Alan Ruo's departure, because since she left, the female monarch of the year issued a ban, and the ban listed the three words Alan Ruo as a forbidden language of the clan from now on. It is said that Alan Ruo loved the vigor of spring, summer and autumn when he was there, and Shen Ye took these three seasons away to remind them that even if they can never say Alan Ruo's name again, they must never forget her. Meng Shao reluctantly said a few words on the table, and then suddenly stopped talking as if he said something that should not be said, Feng Jiu was drinking a little wine at that time and listening happily, although he was very puzzled about what kind of character Alan Ruo was, but in any case, Meng Shao refused to say more, so she didn't ask more.

At this time, Feng Jiu's eyes suddenly plunged into this lonely snowy scene, and after a frozen sneeze, this old news that had been left behind for more than half a year suddenly appeared in his mind. In fact, now, she is no longer much interested in the ups and downs of the grievances between Shen Ye and Alan Ruo, and she just sighs a little sadly in her heart, if Alan Ruo loved the cold winter back then, how good it would be, and the remaining three seasons of spring, summer and autumn would be left to Fanyin Valley, and everyone would not be so difficult now. Thinking of this, I sneezed again, and when I raised my eyes, I saw that in the originally lonely snowy scene, a purple corner of my clothes broke in.

Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, tilted his neck and looked around Tianzhu Gui outside the window, and sure enough, he saw Donghua sitting leisurely on a horse and fishing in the pond. Sitting on a broken jujube wooden horse can also sit with such a demeanor, Feng Jiu admires and feels that this person is worthy of being the emperor. But she remembered that he used to fish, and he always liked to lie down in the sun or pick up two Buddhist scriptures for fun, but this time he looked so intently at the surface of the pond that he seemed to be fully absorbed in the fishing rod. Feng Jiu looked at him from a distance for a while, feeling that his appearance might actually be thinking about something, and the way he thought about things had always been very good-looking objectively.

Why did the emperor suddenly want to change bedrooms with Xiao Yan, Feng Jiu also had some thoughts at this time. What did Xiao Yan say just now? Speaking of the emperor, he seems to think that the Wind Courtyard is close to Zongxue, and it is equipped with a fish pond and her cooking skills are superb? If she hadn't been instructed by Xiao Yan a while ago, she might have believed his ethereal words today. But she was fortunate to be instructed by Xiao Yan, and she had a deep understanding of the tactful and rugged aspects of the wind and moon, and she realized that there must be a deeper truth for the emperor to do this. She frowned and pondered for a while, and suddenly realized, is the emperor's move to further stimulate Ji Yu?

Although it was Donghua who promised Ji Yu to have a relationship with Xiao Yan, Ji Yu really interacted with Xiao Yan and probably made him angry. At the beginning, Donghua rescued himself and lay on his bed, which was the first revenge for Ji Yu, but she ruined it without retaliation; Ji Yu was also at the scene when he subdued and fell, maybe Donghua took this opportunity to test Ji Yu again, and finally Ji Yu ran away jealously, and this reaction was probably satisfactory to Donghua, because she remembered that after Ji Yu left, she stayed to help until she waited for Donghua to fall asleep, and his mood seemed to have been very happy. So, the emperor has to live in his own land at this moment, and he also sent Xiao Yan to his bedroom, he must be counting on himself to stimulate Ji Yu again? Stimulated that she took the initiative to realize that she should not have a relationship with Xiao Yan from now on, and came to admit her mistake and beg him back, when he pretended to take Qiao, forcing Ji Yu to tear his face and express his heartfelt feelings to him and press his handprint, and he reconciled with her again, from then on, even if Si ordered Ji Yu and Xiao Yan's marriage score to be carved with a knife, it would be impossible for the two of them to be possible.

When Feng Jiu realized this step, she immediately felt that the emperor's mind was really thoughtful and profound, but such tactful feelings were actually penetrated by her, and she really looked at things like a mirror recently. She couldn't help but cheer for herself. But after drinking it, I suddenly felt numb in my heart for some reason, and then a thick emptiness was born. She felt that Donghua was actually very attentive to Ji Yu.

A cool breeze wafted from the window pane, Feng Jiu sneezed again, and finally remembered that there was a long undergarment next to the bed. lifted it up and put it on his shoulders and got out of bed, and a voice suddenly sounded diagonally, muttering to himself: "If Chonglin is here, the tea will have been brewed a long time ago." ”

Feng Jiu was startled, raised his eyes and looked at the place where the voice came from, and sure enough, it was Donghua who lifted the tea lid and looked at the empty teapot. She didn't know when he had entered the house, but it was a spirit to be so unkind to live in someone else's place.

Feng Jiu looked at him for a long time, and after experiencing the misery, even if he wanted to be separated from him for a while, he couldn't find the feeling of being alive for a while, so he choked back without saying anything: "Then why didn't you bring Chonglin over when you entered the valley?" ”

Donghua put down the empty teapot in his hand and said as a matter of course: "Why should I bring him here when you are here?" ”

Feng Jiu held back the green tendons that rose on the door of his head: "Why can't you bring him here when I'm here?" ”

The emperor replied very naturally: "I'm embarrassed to call you when he comes." ”

Feng Jiu stuck a card, trying to stimulate his shame with a rhetorical question, and was about to say, "Are you embarrassed to call me if he doesn't come", but blurted out in a hurry: "Why are you embarrassed to call me when he comes?" ”

Donghua looked at her for a while, and suddenly nodded: "That's right, I can still call you when he comes," handed her a fish basket on the table: "Let's go cook." ”

Feng Jiu was stunned and understood what he had just said, and Donghua replied to something, and suddenly felt a faint pain in the bag on his head, raised his hand and rubbed the blood and looked at the fish basket in front of him: "I think, sometimes the emperor is a little thick-skinned." ”

Donghua said indifferently: "Your senses are very keen. He handed the basket to her and added, "This one is steamed." ”

His honesty made Feng Jiu unable to answer for a while, she felt that her brain might have been knocked out just now, and she didn't know what other words could hit him and reject him for a while, she struggled for a while, thinking that she was really helpless, so it would not hinder him to do anything. She looked into the fish basket, bumped into a Xiangyun crucian carp head-on, jumped to the mouth of the bamboo basket and fell back, Feng Jiu took a step back: "This is ...... Want to kill? ”

Donghua, who was standing in front of him, glanced at the Xiangyun carp jumping in the bamboo basket: "Do you think I seem to let you go and release it?" ”

Feng Jiu sighed: "I thought that the immortals of the Nine Heavens had never killed. ”

Donghua slowly successfully handed the fish basket into her hand: "You have too much misunderstanding about us. Seeing that the fish basket seemed to be very reluctant in her arms, she suddenly said in the distance: "I vaguely remember that you seemed to say the fifteenth ...... of the next month the night before."

Feng Jiu was drowsy and woke up in an instant, and the Lingtai was extremely clear, cutting off the emperor's memories and hurriedly said: "Where and where, you are sleeping in a daze, you are dreaming, I didn't say anything, and you didn't hear anything." Catching Donghua's meaningful eyes, he looked down at the bamboo basket he had just put into his arms, and hurriedly said: "It is Feng Jiu's honor to be able to make a meal of steamed fresh fish for the emperor, and I have always wanted to make it for you to taste but there is no chance." What flavor does the emperor want to eat, you must know that there are many kinds of steaming, see if I open a peony knife on the fish and drain the sliced magnolia mushrooms into the knife to steam, or do the emperor prefer to cut the mushrooms and shoot directly into the belly of the fish to steam? She said this with sincerity and sincerity, but in fact, she didn't even pay attention to herself, although she made up to flatter Donghua's coping words, but it was true. When she was in Taichen Palace in the past, she didn't have anything extra to show off with Ji Yu, and she really wanted to show her cooking skills to Donghua, but she really didn't get this kind of opportunity.

Xiangyun crucian carp made a stiff slap in the basket and made Feng Jiu's hand slip, fortunately Donghua reached out halfway to stabilize it, she felt a chill in her fingers, it turned out to be Donghua sticky, and heard the head God Jun say: "Hold it steady?" After a pause, he said: "Make the first one today, make the second one tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow you can change it to minced garlic or sauce." ”

Feng Jiu said in his heart, you think about it for a long time, and his eyes fell on the sleeve of Donghua's right hand, but suddenly he saw a slight blood mark on the purple long sleeve against his arm, and he held the basket and raised his chin: "What's wrong with your hand?" ”

The expression in the emperor's eyes moved slightly, as if he didn't expect her to notice this, for a long time, he said gently: "When I carried you back, the wound was cracked. Staring at her.

Feng Jiu was stunned: "Nonsense, where am I so heavy!" ”

The emperor was silent for a long time: "I think your focus should be on my hands, not your weight." ”

Feng Jiu leaned over a little with the basket in his arms: "Oh, then why are your hands so fragile?" ”

The emperor was silent for a long time: "...... Because you're too heavy. ”

Feng Jiu was furious: "Nonsense, where am I so heavy." The words felt that this sentence was very familiar, as if it had come back again, and he was thinking about it when he suddenly saw Donghua raise his hand, and hurriedly dodged: "I didn't hit you when I said it, but I didn't bother to do it!" The hand fell and rested on top of her head. She felt the hair on the top of her head itch with a stir, and the room was so quiet for a while that she could even hear the sound of fine snow falling to the ground on the Tianzhu Gui outside the window. Feng Jiu's whole body and mind were shrouded in confusion and ignorance, he couldn't understand what the emperor was singing, and cautiously raised the corners of his eyes, but he was meeting Donghua's patiently looking gaze: "There is hair up, Xiaobai, haven't you combed your hair when you got up?" ”

The topic changed too quickly, this was the second time I heard Donghua call her Xiaobai, Feng Jiu's face suddenly turned red, and he stammered: "What do you know, this is the hairstyle that is trending this year." With that, he ran out of the room with the fish basket in his arms. The snow was heavy in the courtyard outside the door, and Feng Jiu felt puzzled as he ran while touching his hot face, why did he blush and stutter? Could it be that Donghua called her Xiaobai, no one has ever called this name, she has always been a little inferior to her name, but Donghua called her so good, so she was very moved, so she blushed? She sorted out this logic, and felt that she was really easy to be moved, and her heart was so soft, what should she do if she suffered losses in the future......