[Male Pet Chapter Continued Seventy-Three] A worldly person

There are more than a dozen handsome men and beautiful women, all together. Vaguely, they seemed to have returned to the small building, and they were holding a lively makeup party.

These people, when they were working separately, one by one, although it was inevitable that they would attract attention, but now they are gathered together like this, but they are really ......

Shocking, appalling. Whether it is a mountain man who has never seen the world, a merchant who travels all over the world, or an emperor who sits on the world, anyone (except idiots) can feel that they and themselves are not "of the same kind" when they see this group of people together.

Xiaolou's rule that students who are not allowed to enter the WTO have nothing to do with each other is indeed reasonable. And the opportunity to get together like the accession of King Jin to the throne is very rare.

Rubbing the edges.

For them, it is really a kind of happiness to be able to avoid the eyes of the world for an excuse like now, temporarily take off their worldly identity, and indulge themselves in their own kind.

They came for Han, and they came for each other. Therefore, as soon as the initial "hospitality" passed, they no longer got together to play tricks on Han.

Sit and lie down at will, drink wine, drink tea and eat snacks, chat and fart, and ask each other about their current situation.

Poor Ahan, of course, could not sit or lie down. He has to be a waiter, responsible for serving food and pouring wine and tea for everyone, as well as answering everyone's unfinished questions everywhere, and he is very busy.

Maybe he wasn't the main course, but it was still a pretty refreshing and popular cold dish.

In the midst of the chaos, he glanced at the three of them from time to time, and his eyes were full of pleading.

The three of them were the only ones who didn't ask him to come over to "serve".

Xiao Rong was the most soft-hearted, and first interceded with Jinjie: "Hey, Han is in a hurry." ”

Qingchen: "Let him be anxious a little longer." ”

Jinjie: "Forget it. It's almost time for the heat. Ignore him any longer, and he'll rush over in a frenzy. ”

Beckon. Someone responded.

"Jinjie ......"

Jinjie picked up the medicine box next to him and put it on his back, got up and patted Han's shoulder.

"You can serve you here, I'll serve you."

There was a sudden silence in the building, and there was a whispering of laughter.

In that medicine box, there were all kinds of medicinal herbs that they had collected from Tiannan and Haibei, all kinds, precious and rare, and Jinjie said that they might be suitable.

With their status and status, they naturally would not go to the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire in person for these things. In fact, if they really throw away their business for these things and run to the knife mountain and the sea of fire, Xiaolou Computer will be very unkind to them.

These are just a matter of words. It's just a matter of silver. It's just ...... See if you have that heart.

Something you can do if you think about it.

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Zhaowang's Mansion. In the study. Jinjie lit a bouquet of calming incense for Jingzhao.

Cigarette smoke.

Jing Zhao only felt that the tiredness in his bones was hooked out by this incense, and he didn't even want to move a little finger.

Very comfortable.

Close your eyes and refresh yourself.

Among Han's classmates, Jinjie was the first to be lucky enough to meet the living Kyungaki. The pulse was almost gone, and he didn't need to concentrate anymore, so he began to look her up and down.

Judging from his appreciation of the beauties in the world, she is the kind of woman who should apply powder and wear silk cloth skillfully. Her eyebrows and eyes are upright and sparse, her lips are beautiful but not colorful, and the bridge of her nose is beautiful but her complexion is uneven. The figure is not high, the chest is flat, but the legs are slender, the hips are wide and the waist is thin, plus she has been practicing martial arts for many years, and her limbs are well-proportioned and flexible, which is the best clothes rack.

She is the kind of woman who shines brightly when she is applied.

She is the kind of woman who has gone through the wind and frost, but she can show that charming charm even more.

Such as wine. Such as a piano.

And now, she doesn't wear powder, she doesn't wear ayara, her long hair is slightly messy at will, and her skin is not lustrous because of a long illness.

Gentle, like water. It's a bit like his sister-in-law Wanzhen, but it's not the same.

She has a calming power. All your troubles, it seems that you might as well confide in her. No matter how trivial or grotesque your troubles are, she seems to listen and tolerate.

Your secrets, she always seems to keep for you. Her troubles, she always seems to solve them for you.

All you need to do is talk to her about your troubles in peace. Your troubles seem to dissipate into the air with the wind.

Unlike what he imagined, she wasn't really strong. She just has a kind of calm and plain dusty temperament, which makes it difficult to remember that she is a woman.

You can be a teacher, you can be a friend, you can be a king, you can be a minister. But it is hard to imagine that such a person can be regarded as a lover and wife. You can be caressed in your arms and caressed under you.

That's almost a blasphemy.

Jinjie was a little abrupt. No wonder someone like Ah Han would be so nervous about her. No wonder she was moved by someone like Han.

Jing Zhao felt that the fingers on his wrist no longer had those changes in weight and depth for a long time, but he didn't take them away, and he opened his eyes with slight doubts in his heart.

The two looked at each other, smiled politely, withdrew his hand, and by the way, covered up his faux pas.

"His Royal Highness King Zhao......"

Jing Zhao lazily leaned on the soft couch, and also replied with a faint smile: "Wind ...... Sir, Kyo Akira's body, he knows. You don't have to shy away from anything. ”

Jinjie was stunned for a moment. Not only for Jing Zhaona and Fu Hanqing to be in a lazy posture of nine points, but also because she did not call herself a lonely widow, and even the title of "you" was useless, but he was not much older than her, and took the gift of a junior.

Among the classmates who came this time, he was the only one who was not an official. The King Regent is so respectful to him, and there is something strange about it.

But this is not the time to explore. He followed Jing Zhao's words and said, "Your Highness doesn't have to be pessimistic. I don't dare to say that I want to keep His Highness safe and healthy for ten years, and Feng is still sure. ”

Put on the style of a famous doctor, sit at the table, and write a prescription.

"His Royal Highness King Zhao, how is your body and foundation, there is no need to say anything below. In the current situation, three points are being made up, and seven points are being raised. My prescription is a strange medicine, but fortunately, when I am practicing medicine, I have a lot of collections, so this medicine can be done immediately, if it is about regulating qi and blood, there will be no more effective prescription in the world than the prescription I prescribed. However, you should also pay more attention to maintenance, work hard, go to bed early and get up late, eat three meals regularly, within an hour after sunrise and an hour after sunset, walk slowly in the shade of flowers and plants for 500 zhang, and keep a happy and calm mood......

Jing Zhao glanced at the box that Jinjie put on the table, shook his head and smiled: "Mr. didn't want Jing Zhao to be a ten-year medicine jar." ”

Hearing this, Jinjie frowned slightly, and raised his head: "The way of health preservation ......"

Kyotaki smiled, gently, but firmly, shook his head. "Sir, that's not Kyokaki's wish."

The festival is solemn.

Jing Zhao closed his eyes again and said softly: "I just want to be able to act as I want, and I won't be panting all the time." Three or four hours of sleep a day is good, and you will not be sleepy during the day. If possible, I don't want to be so weak that I will be haunted by the sickbed at the slightest hint of the wind. I just want to be able to live the rest of my life like a normal person. ”

Then he opened his eyes again, and his clear and clear eyes saw the wind festival. "Sir, I understand that with my body, if I want to be able to do this, I will inevitably use some methods to damage my life. However, it is indeed my heart's desire. ”

Sighing. "Your Highness, if this is the case, even if you are a doctor and a god, you will not be able to guarantee your three-year life."

Kyo Zhao's eyes lit up. "So, Mr. Feng really has a way."

The imperial doctor said that she could only go on like this for half a year. Half a year, not enough......

Jinjie thought for a long time, and finally nodded. When he checked his pulse, he had already noticed that Kyungzhao's pulse was weak and irritable, and she must be using drugs similar to stimulants to maintain the current appearance. It can be seen that Jing Zhao has the temperament of not hitting the south wall and not looking back. If she doesn't admit it, she will continue to find other doctors. Rather than that, it would be better for him to come. At the very least, he was able to minimize the damage to her body.

Knowing that it was useless, he couldn't help but persuade: "Your Highness...... You can be sure that after three years, you won't regret it. ”

Kyotaki didn't answer him right away. After a moment of silence, he finally smiled bitterly: "After three years, I think I may still be unwilling." But three years as you like, or ten years and a half dead, if you want me to choose now, I will choose three years. I should be more thoughtful and calm now than I was three years later. ”

Jinjie groaned, and finally picked up the pen again and wrote another prescription. The ink is dry and folded, but there is still the heart to persuade again.

Jing Zhao had already propped himself up from the soft couch and bowed to him for a half: "There is Mr. Lao." Kyotaki couldn't be grateful. ”

Jinjie hurriedly helped her lie back, and said, "I am just a grass people, how can I be worthy of such courtesy from His Royal Highness, it really kills me." ”

Kyungaki was extremely tired, but he still forced himself to half-sit up again.

It was on her tired face that she saw for the first time the sharpness and transparency of the regent.

"Sir is not a worldly person, how dare Jingzhao treat him with worldly courtesy."

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[Male pet chapter continued seventy-four] confused immortals

Jinjie's heart shook, but his face was silent.

"Your Highness, Corporal Lixian, the grass people are terrified."

Jing Zhao sighed slightly and did not continue the topic.

How many secrets there are on Han's body, she can't see through it, it doesn't mean she can't see it. There were many things she didn't ask, but because she knew, he would never answer.

Twelve years ago, the second winter of their escape. In the snow, deep in the mountains and old forests, when he soaked her in the warm, sulfur-smelling spring water, she once couldn't help but ask him once: "How did you know there would be a hot spring here?" ”

How many times, with the help of his familiarity with the terrain, the two of them saved the day. But, like her, he had never been to any of these places. So, there are hot springs here, ginseng is produced there, there is a thousand-year-old tomb somewhere, what is the mechanism of it, and such details, where did he know? That's not a "treasure map" that can be explained.

And he, frightened, could not speak. When she saw him like this, she gently diverted the subject and never mentioned it again.

In the spring, she closed her eyes and thought slowly.

When she used the Heavenly Demon to disintegrate and lay down to die, she also occasionally had a vague, momentary, and lucid feeling. In the memory of that moment, in addition to the bitter pain and heavy darkness, there was also a distant, heartbreaking, hoarse voice:

"Help me! Help me! ”

Except for them and those few masters, there was no one on the snowfield. Therefore, at that time, she once thought that he was calling so urgently and tragically, and he was praying for those masters of the Qin State, hoping to move them to be kind and help him save her. Before sinking into the abyss again, she was faintly distressed and amused. How stupid is that......

Then, she survived. Under the care of Han, who suddenly became knowledgeable about astronomy and geography, and by the way, he also knew the strange method of curing the disintegration of the heavenly demons, and survived.

The master of the Qin State does not have that ability.

At that time, he was asking heaven and earth for help? And, really, got an answer?!

No matter how ridiculous it is, except for all the impossible, the rest of the situation must be true. Once the veil is lifted, everything is so clear.

He is not afraid of pain and death, he is so beautiful that he is evil, so intelligent that he never forgets, so transparent that he is ruthless and sexless, insensitive, and stubborn. He has been imprisoned since he was a child, but he has no teacher, and he has practiced a superb internal strength, and he is familiar with the martial arts of all factions in the world. Now, he's ...... Omniscient?!

Kyo Zhao is definitely not a stupid person. In fact, if you look at the cocoon and think carefully, few people can be stronger than her. And Fu Hanqing's exposed feet are too much, too much.

Han, aren't you a mortal?

found a god, but Jing Zhao was not like others, excited, frightened, worshipped, jealous, incense, worshipped, and wanted to get some golden fingers and immortality......

Her first reaction was annoyance. The second reaction is worry.

Can you not be annoyed? This Han, who she always thought was pure and sincere to the point that there were no impurities, was actually a fake. And she, who has always been very confident in her vision of seeing people, will be kept in the dark by a "person" like him. For Kyo Zhao, this was a big blow.

She had gone to great lengths to try to protect an immortal.

The person she fell in love with turned out to be not human at all.

He pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and he deceived her feelings and trampled on her heart......

At this moment, a stream of pale yellow urine flowed out from between her legs and opened in the clear and warm spring water. Until now, she is still unable to take care of herself.

It's even more unbearable. It's even more annoying.

Rather than live like she is now, she really would rather die.

Originally, she had already calculated everything and arranged everything, and in this world, she had no other worries!

If it weren't for the fact that she felt that she was so dead that he couldn't take her out of the thousands of troops, if it weren't for the crying and hoarse voice on the snowfield, how could she be willing to endure this year and work so hard to earn this life back.

If it weren't for him......

Breathe deeply...... Meditate ...... Don't be angry with him for the sake of hurting your pride.

Whatever the reason, he saved her, and she didn't refuse him to save her. Remind yourself that even if this kindness is heavy, you can't be so weak and shameless, and use the method of blaming him to escape and erase. He has done so much for her, he must not be greedy enough because he is a "god" and think that he should have done more.

But how easy and pleasant it would be to think about it that way. All the sins were his, all the embarrassment was because of him, and she was pure and flawless, light-hearted, and even qualified to call him to make him compensate for his hard work.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, feeling him from behind her, hugging her stiff and paralyzed limbs, serious, without distractions, slender and smooth fingers, with gentle internal force, massaging from her shoulders all the way to the soles of her feet.

Catching a glimpse of his white jade-like smooth and slender fingers, Kyo Zhao suddenly remembered a poem for no apparent reason.

Hot spring water slippery wash cream.

Want to laugh. In an instant, they let them go.

Han, even if you are an immortal, you are also an immortal who is extremely lazy and stupid. Even if you are an immortal, you are still a Han.

Then, as accustomed to nature, the old hen complex flared up again, and she began to worry about him again.

Even if the world is an ant to him, insulting and contemptuous him like a cloud of smoke, whether he is imprisoned and raised or pressed and ridden, it doesn't matter, but he will still be in pain. In Qingliu Garden, he couldn't stand it and moaned all night. In the camp, when he looked at her, his eyes were full of pain and confusion. He has a stunt, he can ask for help anywhere and get answers, but whether he is bullied and abused, or in a desperate situation, he never endures it and never resists.

Jing Zhao has always believed that in the world, there will be nothing that does not have to pay a price, and immortals are no exception. If in that situation, he never opened his mouth to ask for help, and he never used extraordinary strength to resist, then he must not do that when he walks the world.

There will be a price to be paid for that, and it will be very costly.

Among the tens of thousands of Qin soldiers, he took her out. Above the wasteland, he shouted hoarsely for her.

That's not something that mortals can do.

He's violated.

Han, what is the price you pay?

I was worried, but I couldn't ask again. He was so frightened that he must not have been able to know anything about his identity.

The ten gelatinous fingers massaged all the way from the soles of her feet back to her shoulders.

In order to prevent the aftermath of the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon from continuing to destroy her body, at that time, Fu Hanqing took the initiative to crush the meridians of her body into powder.

The dam burst, the flood came out frantically, all the way to the withering and decaying, the mouth is getting bigger and bigger, and there is no way to block it. He had no choice but to open all the dams and leave him wounded, but he had a chance to repair it. He then used his strong internal force to hang her life, and wrapped up the violent internal force she exchanged for her own flesh and blood, and slowly consumed it. Finally, little by little, help her repair the embankment that has become a ruin.

Looking at his fingers, her own fingers, suddenly jumped as well.

With a stinging pain.

She struggled, slowly flexing her fingers. Her limbs have not listened to her at all for a year.

Look up, see the green pines and white snow through the mist and water vapor, and listen to the slight sound of snow falling when the small beasts in the forest pass through the branches.

It's good to be alive.

Fu Hanqing just cared about her head and massaged her arms from her shoulders, and at this moment she put her right hand in her palm, massaging her fingers one by one.

Kyotaki gently grabbed his hand.

"Don't move, there's still the last two."

It's been a year. Massaging every day, Fu Hanqing's level has become so supernatural that he can completely use his hands and not his brain. He was not sleep-deprived, but his mind was not clear at all at the moment, and he was mostly acting instinctively, so he didn't react, and Jing Zhao's arms regained their mobility.

"In the evening I cook. What do you want to eat? ”

Fu Hanqing said casually: "Grouse mushrooms......?????? ”

Then, his eyes glowed with great light, and his face was full of pure joy.

"Hello?! I don't have to cook anymore? ”

Jing Zhao couldn't stop the smile on his face: "Hmm." The chicken still needs you to catch it. ”

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Twelve years.

After returning, she also discovered that he had a personal relationship with the queen of Qingguo and was friends with the leader of Chu. Naturally, with his experience, it is impossible to know these two people. It turned out that like him, he was not the only "immortal" in this world. However, it seems that everyone else is in the mix, and he is the only one who is confused.

Sure enough, even if he is a "fairy", he is also a "fairy" riddled with bad luck.

He and those partners in this world seem to be unrecognizable, and they want to pretend to be strangers to each other. If she hadn't seen this, tried her best to help cover it up, and did those things with Fu Hanqing's rough nerves, his identity would have been known to everyone a long time ago, and his achievements in Xiaolou would have smashed through the floor again, where could he still be so leisurely every day.

But in the past few days, I don't know what happened, and the "people" have come to see him. Before, she didn't expect that there were so many "immortals" in the world, and these "immortals" would gather regardless of the rules. So she inevitably instinctively wary. It's like a rabbit, wary of a herd of elephants that come to its nest.

Choose the timing, test softly, and talk back to Jinjie, so that she can put down a few moments. Since they obeyed the rules of mortals, she didn't have to worry too much.

Already tired. Tomorrow's enthronement ceremony, she still has to be busy all day, and she can't continue to play dumb riddles with the "immortals".

Jinjie also felt that it was not good for him to stay any longer, so he retreated, and the person had already walked to the door and was stopped by Jingzhao again.

"Mr. Wind, he ...... Whether it is necessary to love a man. ”

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Facing the sunset, Fu Hanqing was dressed in white, and the jade tree was in the wind, walking between the eaves and roofs in a chic manner.

In fact, he didn't dare to walk on the main road.

Now he is the budding rose, the waxed apple, the peeled potato, the shaved pig's trotters......

Ahem, anyway, it's extraordinarily tempting.

The hair is groomed and smooth, the light can be seen, and then meticulously combed, into a bun, like the best hosta with water sinking blue, obliquely inserted, revealing a soft and white neck.

Not a single stray hair survived on his face, even his eyebrows were carefully trimmed, the fine hairs on his forehead were twisted with cotton thread, and his cheeks were suspiciously red.

That's because they pushed him out of the door and poured him a stomach full of spiced wine.

Wine strengthens the gall, they say.

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An hour and a half ago.

Fu Hanqing's naked body was exposed naked in front of a group of men and women, and every inch of skin on his body could not escape the fate of being **.

When Jinjie returned, he was being bathed.

Money can make ghosts grind, how did such a big bathtub be pushed through the narrow staircase to the third floor? Marvel.

This is the third time they have changed the water.

The first time washes away the old dirt, and the second time rubs away the dead skin and thick calluses.

Now, with the water filled with sesame oil and flower dew, they are repeatedly rubbing the essence into his long-unmaintained, slightly rough skin.

Fragrant and slippery.

Fu Hanqing couldn't stand it anymore. Although his mental power is extremely high = he has strong self-control = he is extremely sluggish in some aspects, after all, he has not enjoyed "zero distance contact" for more than ten years, let alone such a dense and large-scale "zero distance contact".

Although as a qualified, no, excellent male pet, he should not be blushing and shy about his current situation, but these are his classmates, not his "host" or "guest". So, he was actually a little nervous. Then, when he was urged and threatened, he had to clean some of his key parts by himself, and repeatedly scratched them, he actually found that he was ...... Cough...... Excited.

No place for self-respect, no place for self-respect.

His mental power is strong, but his body is a bad taste of someone who has worked hard to build according to the standards of the best male pet, and now he has been abstinent for more than ten years, and he is a person who is known and trusted by himself......

His cheeks were "delicate", and his body was even more retracted into the water floating with rose magnolia jasmine hibiscus petals, and only one head was exposed.

When Jinjie entered, he was bare his head, his arms on the edge of the tub, two people were manicures, two people were rubbing his arms, one person was rubbing his back, and one person was taking care of his chest......

Seeing Jinjie, he pitifully asked for help: "Jinjie ......"

Only the upright, old-fashioned, meticulous, kind-hearted, and rule-abiding Jinjie will save him from the bathtub!

Jinjie really frowned.

"What are you guys doing, that's nonsense!"

He rushed over and picked out all the jasmine petals in the water with grace and swiftness.

"The aroma of jasmine is strong and slightly bitter, how can the roses be mixed together, change the water!"

Then he pulled out a delicate vial from his bosom.

"Add this too, soak it for a quarter of an hour, and ensure immediate results, so that our Han's skin will be twice as white and tender, and it will be charming!"

Fu Hanqing: ............

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Strike.

The pink, fragrant, and slightly drunk Fu Hanqing fell outside Jingzhao's bedroom, and his body shook slightly.

Jingzhao's bedroom and study are all located in a small courtyard, and the layout is very similar to Qingliu Garden.

This medicinal wine is so powerful. It's not that he can't use his internal force to force him out, but he really needs this bit of wine now.

His classmates, for the fact that he and Ah Zhao have been together for more than ten years, skin to skin N (N〉 = 100) times, and still haven't "eaten" each other, are heartbroken, beating their chests, and Zhang Luo will pack him up and send him to Ah Zhao to open meat today.

According to them, who are you, you are the best in the world, you have 700 years of experience, you put a little effort into it, and the holy monk will also be tempted by you, not to mention that she clearly likes you!

You're embarrassed to her, but you can always make her embarrassed to you!

Mouth beard! Are you going to love her to death with her pure spirit???

Pink and tender, fragrant, Fu Hanqing stood at the door of Jingzhao, but he couldn't raise his arm to push the door.

In the middle of his journey, Jingzhao's maid Xiaoyin walked over lightly, holding a pot of medicinal soup in her hand. When he looked up and saw Fu Hanqing, he couldn't help but sigh, two red clouds rose up on his cheeks, and he almost splashed the medicinal soup in his hand.

Fu Hanqing hurriedly stretched out his hand to stabilize the medicine basin, his fingers touched Xiao Yin, Xiao Yin's body was almost paralyzed, and he couldn't move away when he looked at Fu Hanqing with big watery eyes.

Stunning to stunning, beautiful men to beautiful men, usually Fu Hanqing's lethality is not so great. Because he has always been unkempt.

Well, his hair is unkempt, greasy and tangled, his beard is unkempt, his clothes are untidy and stained, he can rub two pounds of dirt off his body, he keeps emitting a bad smell, and he pulls a pair of broken shoes, and the socks in the shoes often don't match......

Every time he goes out with his children, this is the image. When I came back to Jingzhao, it wasn't much better. Jing Zhao was worried that his appearance would cause unnecessary trouble, so he completely let him be lazy in life, and deliberately did not send anyone to help him take care of it. And since he doesn't want to be a male pet anymore, he is naturally even more happy to be so lazy.

Mingzhu is covered with dust, how can a little girl who has no pearl eyes fully appreciate his covered look.

Today, his bead is polished and lined with velvet, and it is displayed in the spotlight, which is called dazzling. It's no wonder that Xiaoyin, a little girl, is out of shape. Girl's feelings are always poetry.

Fu Hanqing looked at the medicine basin in her hand, frowned, and asked softly, "She has to drink so much medicine every day." ”

"Well, ah, lord...... Oh, no......" Xiaoyin's soul finally returned to its place. The maid beside Jing Zhao can't be a nymphomaniac, of course. As soon as the initial shock passed, she regained her senses.

Curtsy bowed, pursed his lips and smiled: "Lord Wang, this is the young lady who has explained and is going to wash her hair." ”

The basin is filled with medicine.

What a big oolong. However, Fu Hanqing was thick-skinned and did not feel embarrassed at all. He took the basin in Xiaoyin's hand and said, "I'll help her wash it." Just go and rest. ”

Xiao Yin nodded obediently, and then curtled his knees: "If the prince has something, call Xiao Yin." The slaves and maids will serve outside the garden, and will never let idlers come in and disturb the prince. ”

Everybody is very enthusiastic about sending the two of them to the pile.

Xiaoyin has already withdrawn from the garden gate. In the garden, he was the only one left. There is also a door inside, Jingzhao who takes a break.

He could hear her even breathing.

The door in front of me was not locked. Plainly, quietly, waiting for him to push away.

He didn't come here because of the unusual enthusiasm of his classmates.

According to his temperament, he naturally would not waste his efforts and resist the common "kindness" of more than a dozen classmates, but since he had already escaped, how could he be willing to wronged himself to do what he was unwilling to do according to their "instructions".

What's more, this matter is so tiring and troublesome. He is the laziest man in the world.

He will come because of Jinjie, a simple word when he says goodbye to him.

"Han, she has three more years. If you want to do something, do it early. You don't have that much time left. ”

Three years, three years, how long is it?

For the passage of time, Han, who has no concept of it, looked at the door and thought. Under the setting sun, the mottled shadows of the trees sprinkled on his exquisite, slightly confused face, swaying with uncertain golden light.

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[Male pet chapter continued seventy-six] passing water and quicksand

Kyotaki slept deeply.

It wasn't until she was picked up from bed by her familiar arms that she came to her senses.

Originally, even in the midst of the most loyal guards, she would not have been so unalert. But the effect of An Shenxiang has not passed, and her mental and physical strength has been really consumed to the limit recently.

"Han?"

Fu Hanqing gently placed her on the soft chair next to the bed for her to wash her hair, and let her lean on the ground half-lying and half-sitting, with her head and neck resting on the small leather cushion at the top of the chair.

"Don't move, I'll wash your hair."

Kyotaki thought it was funny and turned sideways, trying to sit up.

"Han, you are also a prince now, so you don't have to change careers and grab food with Xiaoyin and them!"

Her shoulders were gently pressed down, and her eyes caught a glimpse of the warm water and ...... that had been placed aside Medicinal juices.

He couldn't have come at the right time.

"Han ......"

"Don't move. Let me wash your hair. ”

There was an unfamiliar emotion in Fu Hanqing's voice. Jing Zhao sighed softly in his heart, closed his eyes, relaxed himself, and let him carefully send her body back.

Her hair, dissolved, hung down softly in front of him, a black tinge of indigo.

This potion was originally prepared by him who taught her. This color, he should have understood a long time ago.

Kneeling on the futon behind the chair, she scooped the hazel liquid with a wooden spoon and wet her hair little by little.

With his ten fingers, he reached into her hair and rubbed it gently.

The black with a hint of indigo flowed, staining his ten fingers like mutton fat and white jade.

He didn't see it all the time.

From the root of the hair, to the hair.

Go down and scoop up clean warm water again and again, and rinse.

When the water ran out, there was still an unnatural black residue on his hands, and her hair was already crystal clear.

One is soft, one is pure, with a watery glow.

Like a waterfall. Like ice...... Like snow!

He straightened up, lowered his head, and from behind her, his hands supported her half-tilted face.

Jing Zhao opened his eyes, raised his eyes, and looked at him.

Under the white hair, there are faint Sichuan character lines in the center of her eyebrows. At the corners of the eyes, there are too many fine wrinkles to count. Her cheeks looked even more dry, rough, yellow, thin, bloodless, and lifeless against the backdrop of his perfect fingers.

This is just old.

Fu Hanqing does not have the eyesight that Feng Jinjie exercised in the thousands of flowers. It was impossible for him to see from Jing Zhao's haggard, unpowdered face that she could have in the past.

I can't see it. Unseen. Didn't think to look for it.

He just held such a haggard face in a daze, and suddenly, leaned down and kissed her forehead.

Her forehead was cold.

Her life, all the time, passed before his eyes.

And he's been ...... Didn't see it.

And something warm fell from his eyes, fell on her cheeks, flowed downward, and disappeared into her collar.

Why, someone like her, would die.

Kyungaki tilted his head and hugged his head with both hands, letting his lips touch his.

Time, for him, is a meaningless symbol. For her, it is a flowing water that can never be caught.

Three years. Han, I have nothing else to worry about. Let me let go of myself and enjoy this short time.

My life is a flame destined to be extinguished, but I am willing to work with you to let it burn to the end.

Three years. Perhaps, I still have time to use my whole body and soul to show you, lovers, and loved...... Feel.

Lips and teeth are intertwined. Fu Hanqing stood up and bent over. The two embraced each other through two thin layers of silk clothes.

Her arms were around his neck. His hands wrapped around her waist.

Her slender legs wrapped around him, making it easy for him to pick himself up and place him on the carved wooden bed.

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fell asleep, but I can still feel the warmth of the other party.

The first to wake up was Fu Hanqing.

I put cold water in the house, wrung a towel, covered it with heat, and helped her clean it up.

There was no bloodstain. That fragile film couldn't withstand the impact of her immediate iron-blooded years.

Wipe it clean and cover her with a thin quilt.

Looking at her sleeping face with a smile, the emptiness that was overwhelmed by her enthusiasm, little by little, showed its original form.

Three years. Three years, how long is it?

Three times the grass withered and the grass grew. Three times the geese went to the geese back.

Thirty-six full moons, one thousand and one hundred days and nights.

Ninety-four million seconds.

If he cherishes her from now on, can he still ...... Make it.

In the quiet night, stay by her side. It seems that you can hear the rustle of an hourglass and see the shadow of the sun drifting.

Time. Never stop for her...... Time.

Dry sat here, watching her time, just like that, little by little, little by little, flowing away.

He finally couldn't take it anymore and got up and left.

She was left alone, on the soft and warm bed, indulging in happy and happy dreams.

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[Male pet chapter continued seventy-seven] does not move the king

I have worshiped heaven and earth, and comforted my ancestors.

Ji Yugeng finally stood alone at the highest point of the Jinluan Treasure Palace.

The bells and drums rang in unison, and the officials knelt down.

Fu Hanqing is not among them. He hasn't been back since last night.

Kyungaki knelt at his feet, his white hair like snow. When I raised my head, my face was unconcealable, gratifying, proud, and smiling.

He knew that she, like him, was ready to go.

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, even if it is a tigress and a baby tiger, it is the same. He and Kyungaki clearly understand each other.

Ten years of nurturing and supporting. From now on, I will be the only one.

King Jin sat down steadily on the wide dragon chair, and tried his best to make his voice have the majesty of the supreme: "All Aiqing - flat." ”

This country is mine.

Proud. Liability.

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The next day, Kyungaki continued to say goodbye to the guests. In King Zhao's mansion, the people who brought from the palace to fill the façade were sent back one after another.

Not anymore.

Fu Hanqing has not yet returned. But there are still posts sent in by him. And this time the worship post is more strange.

Mr. Wei Yao, the Taifu of Qi State, first voted to worship Fu Hanqing's Xianwang Mansion, but failed, and then switched to Zhaowang's Mansion.

Knowing that Fu Hanqing was indeed not there, he turned to ask to see Jing Zhao again.

Kyoaki let out something unusual.

The state of Qi, which lies between Dongwan and Jin, has a natural geography and is not a friend or foe.

Although Wei Yao does not seem to have real power on the surface, as the prince's teacher, he has a wide range of contacts. And the secret power of this person cannot be underestimated. During his time in Handan, Jing Zhao repeatedly tried to send people to his side to investigate, but was blocked and returned in vain.

What is such a person looking for Fu Hanqing to do? If he can't find Fu Hanqing, what will he do?

Frowning, the index and middle fingers of his right hand habitually tapped on the table, thinking. Suddenly, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

said that it was time to let go, but in the end it was impossible to let go. However, even if you can't let go, it's still ...... after all To let go.

It's just that he hasn't come back yet. She is idle. Then, she will finally take care of Xiao Geng, the new emperor, and take care of a trouble.

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High crown with wide sleeves. Wei Yao has an indifferent and elegant temperament. However, Jing Zhao can still see at a glance that he and Fu Hanqing are not the same kind ...... "people". He lacks the alienation, ego, and unmind that comes out of his bones.

After staying with Fu Hanqing, a person who really doesn't mind, for a long time, Wei Yao's fake indifference on the surface is so obvious that it is even a little ridiculous for Jing Zhao.

After politeness, greetings, greetings to the other party's king's health, the domestic wind and rain have been smooth, and Wei Yao has stepped into the topic.

"Your Highness, originally, I should have discussed this matter with King Xian alone. However, he has been avoided, and I cannot stay in Handan for long. Moreover, everyone in the world knows that he and Your Highness are one and the same. Therefore, I can only visit with a cheeky face and ask His Royal Highness King Zhao to help me get an idea. ”

Kyotaki simply made a "please" gesture. joke, since she has decided to retire, does she still need to continue to work hard to "draw a line" with Fu Hanqing in front of others. The two kings are one, how do you stay?

Wei Yao seemed to be still in a dilemma for a long time before he spoke: "Your Highness, have you ever heard that three hundred years ago, the Shura Sect caused chaos in half the world. Or...... Right now...... Everyone calls them the Demon Cult. ”

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An hour later.

The index and middle fingers of Kyozhao's right hand habitually knocked on the table.

Troublesome. Big trouble. She lamented in her heart.

God, you're fooling me. Didn't I just take care of my affairs one more time and see one more person? Are you going to toss me like that?

Wei Yao revealed the identity of the King of the Demon Sect and asked Fu Hanqing to succeed him as the head of the Demon Sect.

A Chinese character in the name. A pair of eyes as clear as a baby. It's almost child's play. But Jing Zhaoming clearly knows that this Demon Sect and Fu Hanqing may really have a deep relationship. After all, he is not a "mortal". The problem is that she has no way of judging what this origin is. And this kind of origin, will Fu Hanqing, that brainless guy, really succeed the "master of the Demon Sect".

Two kings in one, two kings in one. Sigh, sigh. If he goes, can he not go?

Since this will has been around for 700 years, Fu Hanqing has been famous all over the world for more than ten years. Wei Yao waited until today to uncover this layer, naturally with ulterior motives.

Even if they withdraw from the court and live in seclusion in the mountains, the external deterrence is still there. Anyone who wants to bully the king of Jin has no foundation when he is young, and the idea of beating the Jin Kingdom must consider the possibility of the two of them coming back at a critical moment and striking hard. However, for the two of them to be able to make a comeback, King Jin must have enough trust in them. Otherwise, I am afraid that it will trigger more difficult to control civil unrest. For King Jin to have enough trust in them, it is not enough to rely on those ten years of old love. The most important thing is that they must not have any power of their own. Absolutely not.

Yanling has already established Dongwan in the country, and now she is fighting against the Jin Kingdom, and she has long been out of command from her, a native of the Jin Kingdom. Compared to Yanling back then, what is the Demon Sect? They no longer have the power they had 300 years ago. However, such a dark force has always been the most taboo for the royal family. The Demon Sect is a force, for them, it is definitely better to have it.

Not to mention, it must not be easy to subdue the Demon Sect.

What the master of the Demon Cult. The Demon Sect has always been ownerless, and three hundred years ago it still caused chaos in the world. In other words, there is someone among them who can call the shots. This sect, from self-isolation to mystery, has been in the same vein for 700 years, and its rules must be quite strict and stable. Now, Fu Hanqing, an outsider in the officialdom, really wants to rely on a sentence from 700 years ago to be the master, and what kind of mentality the people below will be, don't ask.

I'm afraid that even the puppet won't let him be safe.

If they really ran to the depths of the desert, in an isolated place, to subdue such a force, they would definitely not be able to take into account the changes in the Jin Kingdom for a long time. And once such a force is subdued, they will be shackled and will no longer be able to return to the Jin Court so conveniently.

Wei Yao's idea was excellent.

Not to mention, he insisted that the location of the Demon Sect's main altar was secret, and there were many organs, and he must need his leadership before Fu Hanqing could enter.

Laugh, the two of them went to the Qi country, and then he, the prince of the Qi country, led the way to the desert? Then they are really old birthday stars who hanged themselves, thinking that their lives were too long.

Sigh, sigh. Say a thousand, say ten thousand, she only has three years. And she chose three years, and the original consideration was also for Xiao Geng. At the beginning of the succession, it is always the time when it is most prone to turmoil. If Xiao Geng needs her, she hopes she can help.

Although knowing that he shouldn't need to. But her old hen ...... Nothing more.

She has 11,000,000 reasons not to let Fu Hanqing get into this muddy water. However, Ahanta...... A lot of the time...... Unreasonable. As long as he decides that what should be done is clear, the cost is great, the danger is not dangerous, etc., he will not care.

As for the Jin Kingdom, he has really done his duty.

If he really wants to go, even if she can stop him for three years, she can't stop him for a lifetime. Could it be that he can really rest assured that he will go to that kind of place alone in three years?

I can't hide this news. If she doesn't say it, Wei Yao will also spread it to the world. He's here, but it's just for show.

That's it. She promised him that as long as she could keep herself, she would always keep him safe. Xiao Geng...... I've been teaching you for 10 years. Three more years or three less, there really won't be much difference.

You're a competitive kid. You must ...... Be angry. Jin Guo, I can only leave it to you.

After all, there are some things that have to be put down.

The two were groaning opposite each other, and Fu Hanqing's voice came from the door.

"Zhao? I am back! ”

He has always been a wall-turner, and he almost never walks through the main door, so naturally no one will inform him.

He suddenly pushed the door in like this, Wei Yao was stunned, quickly got up, and slammed it to the ground: "His Royal Highness King Xian, Wei Yao is polite." ”

Jing Zhao had to introduce the two of them: "Ah Han, this is the prince of Qi State, Mr. Wei." He's coming to you today......"

Fu Hanqing didn't want to listen at all. "Ah Zhao, I'll take you to a place."

"Han, Mr. Wei has something important to do with you......"

Without waiting for Jing Zhao to finish speaking, Fu Hanqing hugged her. "I'll talk about it later, it's too late now!"

Jing Zhao only had time to turn around and say, "Slack off...... before Fu Hanqing carried her out in a hurry."

Leaving Master Wei Yao alone, sitting in the room stunned.

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[Male pet chapter continued seventy-eight] moonlight in the valley

After leaving the courtyard gate, before leaving the mansion gate, Jing Zhao struggled to get out of Fu Hanqing's arms.

"Han, let go of me, what does this look like."

She was carried out of the room by Fu Hanqing, but she felt that this was a good way to disrupt Wei Yao's layout.

Fu Hanqing stopped and let her go, a little disappointed. "What? You don't want to go with me? ”

Jing Zhao pulled his hair and smiled, "Where to go?" The road is not close, is it? Are you going to carry me all the way? Even if you're good, it's too eye-catching. ”

Fu Hanqing's face was filled with a happy smile again, and he couldn't help but say, and hugged her again: "It's okay, just come with me." ”

When Jing Zhao grabbed Fu Hanqing's shoulders, crossed the wall like a mist from King Zhao's Mansion, and landed in Fu Hanqing's barren Xianwang Mansion, her gaze swept over several guards hidden in the shadows, with their mouths wide open, with red tongues and white teeth.

Just pretend you didn't see us! His face turned a little red. However, snuggling up to him like this, in fact...... It feels good.

On the other side of the wall, there was a tall horse, grazing idly. The saddle was fully furnished, and a large burden hung on the saddle.

Fu Hanqing helped Jing Zhao to get on the horse first, and then jumped up himself and stuck behind Jing Zhao. He grabbed Jing Zhao with his left hand, grabbed the reins with his right hand, and shook it.

The horse's hooves flew like a fly, stepping out of the palace gate, galloping through the long street, passing through the city gate, and running across the suspension bridge.

Fu Hanqing actually took her directly out of Handan City. On the main road, the horses are more urgent.

"Han, where the hell are we going?"

Kyo Zhao was surprised. She originally thought that he was going to take her to meet someone, to a restaurant or teahouse or something. But looking at the way it is now, the place they are going to is really "not close"!

Fu Hanqing raised his head slightly, and gestured to the blue-brown stretching mountain range on the horizon.

"There. Let's hurry, we'll be there before the sun sets. ”

Kyotaki glanced at the slanting shadow of the sun on the ground. Do they have to travel another hour and a half? It will be tiring. But...... Curious.

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The sun is half setting, and the horse is put on the South Mountain.

When he arrived at the nowhere where to go, Fu Hanqing unloaded the burden from the saddle and tied it to his body, carried Jing Zhao on his back, and continued walking.

Gradually ascending. The trees gradually thinned out, and conifers such as pines and cypresses gradually increased.

Further up, even though it was summer, you could already see the snow in the cracks of the stones.

Fu Hanqing stopped and untied his burden. Inside was a large woolen blanket. Jing Zhao wrapped himself in layers by him, and then carried it, feeling a little moved in his heart.

It's rare for him to be so careful.

It's warm. Leaning her head on his shoulder, she sniffed the dry and refreshing scent of his body and closed her eyes. The rhythmic bumps seem to go back to the time when they were on the run. She fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was in a small valley.

The sun had set, and the sky was still grayish, orange, and yellow. Above them, the green branches of the towering trees had lost their light and had begun to dim. Around the big trees, there is a natural, open lawn. On the lawn, a few fireflies are rehearsing their nocturnal dance.

Slightly bitter, fresh, aromatic.

The lawn is dotted with stars and vines, full of lilac and pink wild daisies. The stalks are weak and long, some of them stand tall and spread out, some have been trampled by wild beasts, and they crawl humbly, trying to raise their hearts. High and low, small, tender, and flowers that can't withstand the wind and rain, thousands of flowers, bloom together. Scattered, entangled, in the vast twilight, happily showing their beauty at this moment.

Jing Zhao was stunned and couldn't take his eyes off.

"Like it or not?"

Fu Hanqing sat behind her, put his arms around her, and his voice was soft.

Kyungaki nodded silently and rested his head on his chest.

The two men did not speak, and just like that, they sat on the lawn against the big tree, until the moon rose in the middle of the sky.

Full moon tonight.

In the clean moonlight, the milky night mist flowed against the lawn. In the night mist, daisies stained with water vapor appear and disappear from time to time, exuding a quiet aura. In the air, dancing fireflies intertwine with a green fluorescent ribbon from time to time.

The person behind him was already asleep. The slight snoring disturbed this fairyland on earth.

I'm tired.

The woolen blanket on his lap was spread under the tree, trying to help him lie down. A small movement, but Fu Hanqing opened his eyes.

Thirteen years, it has become a habit. He was still sleepy, but he could no longer sleep as deeply as he had before.

Jing Zhao smiled, didn't move him anymore, moved to sit next to him, a blanket, wrapped in two people. Although autumn has not yet arrived, the night in the mountains is already a little humid and cool.

Look up and leisurely look at the dark and dreary night sky, far away to the tiny bright moon. It's a strange feeling.

The day of the full moon was originally the day when she did her deeds. It's a painful and hectic time to fend off assassins and sneak attacks.

After all, he exhaled a breath and sighed softly: "Han, thank you." ”

Fu Hanqing didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he said to Jing Zhao: "Ah Zhao, let's leave that alone." ”

"We'?" Kyungaki looked sideways at him, funny. "So you know that Wei Yao is trouble."

Fu Hanqing nodded. "Whoever salutes me is in trouble."

Add another sentence in my heart, the higher the status, the greater the trouble. Therefore, he quite correctly concluded that Wei Yao was an extremely huge trouble. He was afraid of trouble, so he didn't say a word, hugged Jingzhao and ran away.

All the way here.

In the moonlight, Kyungaki's smile was hazy. "But, Han, for you, I am the biggest trouble in the world."

Run, run, you, why are you still taking me. I once promised you that you would be the most idle king in the world, but I have made you toiling until now.

Fu Hanqing shook his head, thought about it, shook his head again, and smiled. "Ah Zhao, do you think I'm lazy."

"Hmm." Kyo Zhao is also welcome. "If you don't want to be motivated, you're as lazy as a pig."

"Yes...... However, I never felt the need to be diligent. ”

Kyungaki was so angry that he punched him on the chest and rubbed him again.

"Ah Zhao, come with me, okay."

Wild flower. Grass. Night fog. Fireflies. Moon. Kyungaki felt that he was dreaming. "You want me to come with you?"

"Hmm." Fu Hanqing didn't look at her, staring down at the ground. "I know how to comb your hair, I can fry your favorite dishes, I know what kind of quilt you like to cover, what kind of flowers you like to see. You see, I can also be a pig. I can take care of you. Zhao, haven't you always wanted to see the sea? Leave that alone. Come with me to see the sea, okay. ”

"Han?" Jing Zhao no longer snuggled up to Fu Hanqing. She sat up straight, turned around, and faced him earnestly. "Why?"

Fu Hanqing raised his head and looked at her. In the moonlight, her silvery-white hair had a transparent halo.

"I like you." It's just four words, and it comes naturally. naturally said it, but Fu Hanqing realized what he had said.

A veil was lifted and a piece of paper was pierced. The chaos in his heart, which was always stirred up and made him uneasy, suddenly dissipated. The confusion is no more, and it is clear.

Distinct. It turns out that it's different.

Not because she's a good person. It was not because of "should", nor because he wanted to live the life of a rice worm, that he had been taking care of her, protecting her, and helping her. Those were just excuses he used to convince himself.

He was supposed to be a lazy man. He should have been able to help people, but he should never have offered to help people. He should have felt that every time he helped others, it felt like an obligation and a nuisance.

Since when? Help her, take care of her, not because she feels right, but because she ...... Seeing her happy, he felt happy too. Seeing her in pain, he felt pain too. And when he sees her tired, he will feel distressed, so he will want to share it for her.

He was numb, but it was her emotions that enveloped him, infected him, and made him seem to be a "normal person".

"I like you. I want to be with you. So, I want you to come with me. ”

Why like her? Because she's a good person...... Belch...... Seems to have turned back again? Fu Hanqing's clear mind began to be a little confused again.

Then he felt her, and curled up at his side again, and snuggled up to him.

"Okay."

So, Fu Hanqing didn't think about anything.