The master said a lot of heavy words.

"If you dare to leave the Twelve Immortal Towers for half a step, don't call me master from now on!"

"It is difficult and dangerous to enter the imperial court, not to mention the Beizhen Fusi, the people inside are all blue-faced and fanged, and they all have hundreds of lives on their hands, that kind of dark place, let's not go, okay?"

"Song Yan! Did you hear that? ”

“……”

Later, Song Yan didn't hear it clearly, he was afraid that if he listened to the person behind him more, he would not be able to bear to leave when he heard the person crying.

The master is a golden branch and jade leaf, a scorching sun, admired by the world, not something that he Song Yan can dream of.

The master always said flirtatious love words like this, his body subconsciously tensed, and said slowly: "Master......"

Song Yan thought about it, tightened his arm holding the sword, stared intently at the shadow of the master on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Don't say this, it sounds uncomfortable." ”

As soon as I hear it, my mouth is dry, it's really uncomfortable, and how can others know about the self-control that I need.

The master is always like this, he greets everyone with a smile, is free and easy, and can tease and tease anyone.

He has hated it since he was a child, he hated it when he smiled at others like this, and he hated that the master took care of everyone.

"Don't you like it?"

The slender hands of the twelve immortals were three points whiter than the mutton fat jade fan they were holding, and their fingertips were constantly rubbing the fan leaves.

Song Yan's eyes dimmed, his hands clenched suddenly, and he stared at his shadow intently, "Hmm." ”

Song Yan used to like this smile like this.

Just don't like it now?

The two were silent, both expecting the other to speak first.

In the end, no one spoke again.

The fireworks are grand, and the earth is warm, but it doesn't last long.

The Twelve Immortals were able to do the trick, and the moment the fireworks exploded, the petals on the ground formed a small tornado, rolling all the tattered lanterns away from the street.

At the same time, there is a row of women on the fourth floor of the Twelve Immortal Towers, holding various colored silk belts, and the silk internal force with the silk ribbons is quite powerful, extending from the roof of the building to the street city tower, impartially tied in the small hole on the city tower.

A row of graceful women walked out of the city tower, carrying various lanterns in their hands, echoing with a group of women on the twelve immortal towers.

In the middle of the night, there were all kinds of lanterns hanging in the air, hanging from the long street to the end of the long street, Chu Jiujiu saw that Lu Sheng had been depressed, and he didn't even cheer up to watch the fireworks, so he wanted to have enough of them and coax them.

Emperor Ci's gaze kept falling on the girl beside him, and he stood with his hands tied.

The red color under the fireworks is not as dazzling as before, but it is warm at the moment, and Chu Jiujiu's little face is becoming more and more white like snow.

The girl tilted her head, the ponytail tied up high, spread down like ink, the red moles at the corners of her eyes added seven points of charm to her, and the two petals of red lips with dew seemed to be waiting for someone to pick.

Slender neck without a hint of texture.

The delicate collarbone is sprinkled with fine pieces of light.

She stretched out her slender jade hand, and her wrist was tightly tied with a red ribbon, which was tied from the gate of the palace.

Emperor Ci never really fell asleep all the way, but he didn't want to see Chu Jiujiu and Lu Sheng, so he endured it all the way without asking.

He sent Lu Sheng into the palace with his own hands, and he didn't know how to face his friends, let alone how to face his upset and irritable heart.

Emperor Ci frowned, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What's wrong with your wrist?" ”

Stretching out his hand, Chu Jiujiu, who was tiptoeing to reach the lantern, was slightly stunned, turned his head and glanced at the man in the ink robe, seeing that he had been staring at his wrist, he shook his wrist and smiled: "It's okay, I just think it's so good-looking, you don't understand the girl's mind." ”

The bell bracelet on his wrist couldn't be taken off, and before he saw Gu Changsheng, he could only try his best to hide it.

Not many people have seen bell bracelets, but there are many of them.

In order to get out of the palace this time, she tried her best.

Lu was born in the harem, and no one had ever seen him.

A red flower under the corner of Liuyu's eyes is also recognized.

Emperor Ci, Chen An, Mo Li and herself all had a red mole at the end of their eyes.

Fortunately, the original owner never left the palace.

Although she was scolded by thousands of people, even her portrait was used to ward off evil spirits at the door of her house.

But it was also passed on by the painter in the palace, and she was gorgeously dressed in the painting, with a phoenix crown on her head, all of which revealed grace and luxury, and looked at the world.

Now she is dressed in a plain and quiet manner, and when she walks on the long street, people's eyes are almost glued to her.

Chu Jiujiu panicked in her heart, but her face was light and light, and when she saw everyone approaching, she stared at it for a long time, but she didn't recognize it, and she was also relieved.

It's just that I didn't expect the emperor to care so much.

Did he know about the bell bracelet?

Liuyu told him?

You won't notice that she is Hua Qi'an, right?

Chu Jiujiu didn't hear him question again, and the heart that came up slowly was slowly put down.

The lantern was hung too high, and I couldn't reach it after tiptoeing several times.

Chu Jiujiu was deflated, and he was very dissatisfied in his heart.

The lanterns hung at the Lantern Festival were originally meant to be taken off, and when the grip was removed, the lanterns would fly to the sky with people's wishes.

Hang so high! Who can get there!

Just when she was deflated and didn't know what to do, a pair of bony hands went around the top of her head and easily took off the magnolia lantern she had been tiptoeing to pick.

"Give." Emperor Ci handed her the lantern and asked in a low voice, "Do you want more?" ”

Is one lamp enough?

She seems to like it a lot, so why don't you pick up a few more?

Thinking of this, the emperor had already stretched out his hand, and picked one after another without hearing her say stop, so he kept picking it down.

Everyone was trying to reach the lamps in mid-air, and when they saw that the lamps on one of the red silks were decreasing at a very fast speed, they felt curious.

The lantern was originally hung high, and Rao was a strong man with a height of eight feet who had to put his toes on his toes, and with the help of the sticks around him, it took a lot of effort to take down a one.

Therefore, they were attracted to the attention, only to see the ink-robed man, his arm stretched up, and the lantern in mid-air was propped up by internal force and fell on his hand.

Look at the arms again, in her hands, the girl who is full of lanterns on her side, her little face is red, the lanterns in her arms have overflowed her head, and her feet are swaying and a little unstable.

The man in the ink robe tilted his head, only looking at the lanterns.

Everyone was helpless, and their teeth were a little sore.

Just because the girl liked it, the ink-robed man wanted to take off the thousands of lamps and give them to her.

Just by looking at it, you know that he is learning to love someone for the first time.

Too straight......

Everyone looked at it twice, shook their heads helplessly, thought again, and picked up the lanterns.

Chu Jiujiu's little head poked out, her little face was flushed, and she spoke calmly, "Emperor Ci, that's enough." ”

If she takes it off again, she'll be submerged.

The emperor stopped, his eyes flashed gently, fleetingly, and he saw the green tendons on the girl's arms, and her little face was red and uncomfortable, and she was stunned at the bottom of her heart.

Busy with the young man in green shirts, put the lantern in Chu Jiujiu's arms on the ground.

All kinds of lanterns, surrounded Chu Jiujiu and his party three times, full of them, and there was no place to stay.

Liuyu didn't say a word from beginning to end, nor did she make any movements, just looking at those lanterns, she couldn't say a word in her heartache.

The emperor, who has always handled things properly, doesn't know how to be good to a person, but remembers what his father said.

"In the future, if Ah Ci meets a woman she likes, you will give her whatever she likes, the more the better, although your A-Niang always says that there are enough golden hairpins, but every time I send her, your A-Niang will happily dance a shock."

Now that he saw the girl panting heavily, he felt that what his father said was lying to him, and the hand behind him was hidden in his wide sleeve, and his fist was clenched.

For the first time, Emperor Ci was helpless, and he couldn't even piece together words.

"Ma'am, are you alright?" Lu Sheng asked.

Chu Jiujiu looked at the lanterns on the ground, hooked his lips invisibly, waved his hand and said, "It's okay." ”

She got up, looked at the emperor who hung her head, and said with a smile: I like these lanterns very much, it just so happens that my wishes are a lot, so it seems that they can be fulfilled. ”

She likes?

There was a broken light in the girl's eyes, which made Di Ci's heart throb for a while, he hummed deeply, turned his head away, didn't dare to look at her again, and forcibly suppressed the chaotic heartbeat.

Chu Jiujiu saw it clearly.

The man in the ink robe turned his head, the broken hair of his sideburns fell on the red mole at the end of his eyes, he bowed his head slightly, hooked the corners of his lips, and his always cold cheeks were extremely gentle.

It's fleeting, but it's enough to overshadow everything around it.

is like a god, especially those peach blossom eyes, dark and deep, looking at everything affectionately, making people willing to sink.

Chu Jiujiu looked at it and laughed unconsciously.

It wasn't until the voices of the twelve immortals came from behind him that he came back to his senses.

"You have been waiting for a long time, although there was a little episode in the process, but the Flower God Festival is held as usual, and I also ask the family masters to bring the things you have prepared."

Emperor Ci just turned his head in the stands.

Chu Jiujiu turned around and was staring at him.

The eyes are facing each other.

There was another throbbing in my heart.

Chu Jiu panicked, and hurriedly picked up the magnolia lantern on the ground and handed it to Lu Sheng: "Lu Lu, what's wrong with you?" It's been sullen, oh, it's your favorite magnolia flower. ”

"It's nothing, it's just that when I was a child, my brothers used to bring me to put lanterns."

The young man in green shirt who spoke, his eyebrows were full of sadness, Chu Jiujiu's heart tightened, he held his hand, held it in his palm, and coaxed softly: "No matter where you want to go in the future, I'll take you there, okay?" I will treat you better than anyone else. ”

Lu Sheng, who was wearing a red fur, his hands were also cold, and he felt the hot and soft jade hand constantly rubbing his finger bones, trying to annihilate the coldness, and he raised the corners of his lips invisibly.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Sheng's eyes fell into a dead silence again, "I'm afraid that one day, Madame will forget all her promises." ”

He felt that he was extremely ridiculous, and he would be dissatisfied with the regent because of Chu Jiujiu.

He was as humble as a mustard, and if it weren't for the fact that the regent had rescued him several times, how could he have survived to this day.

I shouldn't have faced the regent without shame.

Since the regent likes it and has his own plans, then assist him in his journey.

But why does my heart hurt so much?

"No, it won't." Chu September was categorical.

She grabbed Lu Sheng's hand that kept trying to shrink back, clasped it in the palm of her hand, and refused to let go.

From outside the book, Chu Jiuyue's favorite from beginning to end is Lusheng.

Beauty is synonymous with him, and every time he stands in front of him, he looks like a piece of fragile glass, which makes people can't help but want to protect.

On the bookmark, on the desk, Lu Sheng's name is densely written.

Can't put it down.

I can't put it down at any time.

On the high platform, the twelve immortals retreated to Song Yan's side, and the two were silent and had nothing to say.

The heartbeat is chaotic and in tune.

The Twelve Immortals stared at the ground, and saw the young man behind him, leaning over, rubbing against his shadow, until the two black shadows overlapped, and he heard a low chuckle from the chest cavity of the young man behind him.

As before, he smiled like a child who had stolen honey to eat.

"Song Yan."

"Huh?"

Hearing the call to him, Song Yan immediately stood up straight, separating himself from the black shadow.

Even if you sneak to the side, you can also be found?

Next time, let's be honest, so as not to make the master angry.

"Can you come out of the North Town Fuji?"

The Twelve Immortals pursed their lips, rarely serious, and looked forward to Song Yan being able to agree.

"I can't choose it anymore." Song Yan said.

Master, my hands are already covered with blood, and my whole body is dirty, even the little red blood on my heart is dirty.

It was full of delusions about the master.

There's no going back.

Full of anticipation, the tail of the twelve immortals' eyes was red, three points redder than the enchanting red eyeliner.

He closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while, his eyes bloodshot as if he had made an unusually difficult decision.

Immediately, he turned around with a smile, knocked Song Yan's forehead with a mutton fat jade fan, and said dotingly: "I know, in the future, you will still call me master as before." ”

Seeing that Song Yan was staring at himself intently, but because of his sudden approach, he took half a step back, he bent his eyes and leaned forward suddenly, "Am I that terrible?" Hiding from me is like encountering a fierce god? Am I not good-looking? Or are you weak-hearted? ”

Facing the master's pressing step by step, behind Song Yan was a corner of the Twelve Immortal Towers built by Nanmu, passing through the soft smoke-colored veil blocking the periphery of the high platform, and was pressed against the corner of the cramped wall.

The oncoming warm breath, mixed with the faint aroma of wine, Song Yan frowned, "Have you drunk?" ”

Through the veil, the outside could not see the inside at all, and everyone's eyes were also on the stage, and the families were still competing to see how expensive and rare their own things were, so the twelve immortals became more and more unscrupulous, and pressed the mutton fat jade fan against the young man's chin, forcing him to look up into his eyes, "No." ”

The other hand was placed on the young man's violently beating heart, and when he thought of Song Yan's resolute departure at that time, his voice was choked: "As soon as I saw you, I was drunk, where do you still use to drink, do you regret leaving?" ”

"Why are you crying?"

Hearing that the person lying on his chest was crying, Song Yan's heart stopped for half a beat, his heart twisted into a ball, and the pain was terrible.

"Song Yan."

"Well, I'm here."

"Am I treating you badly in a bad way?"

"Nope."

"Then why are you leaving?"

Because you're afraid, afraid that your filthy thoughts will be discovered.

Facing the pair of close, pitiful eyes, Song Yan was about to shatter in distress, but he didn't know how to speak.

The cramped corner, full of rapid breathing, the restless hand at the mouth of the heart, wandered on Song Yan's body, and where he passed, it was already on fire, he forced himself to wake up, and he picked at his palms, and the blood fell to the ground.

The ticking of the ground was drowned out by the sound of increasingly rapid breathing.

The soft and boneless hand landed on the back of Song Yan's neck, forcing him to get closer and closer to the delicate lip flap.

Then, it fell on the forehead a little cool.

Song Yan's pupils shook, his heart was about to burst out, and the slight coolness fell on his earlobe, and his wheezing voice seemed to be seducing: "Song Yan, I want to leave after eating and wiping it clean, why don't you ask me, do you agree?" Run away after sending the fan? You coward! ”

The twelve immortals were angry, and their silver teeth bit on Song Yan's earlobe.

After biting it, he cried in distress and blew it for him.

He said a lot of heavy things to Song Yan that day, but he penetrated into this world three times, each time to find Song Yan.

He was angry, but he was also terrified.

Song Yan likes to see him laugh, and he has never cried in front of Song Yan.

So on the day Song Yan left, he didn't feel a pain in his heart until he couldn't see the familiar figure, which caused him to lose his breath, and he sat on the ground for a long time before he cried and kept begging: "Song Yan! Are you going to look back at me? ”

"You're going to die! You're going to die! Can you stay and let me protect you? ”

"Twice, twice, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood...... You've fallen twice in a sea of blood...... Song Yan...... Would you like to come back...... I'm going to buy you honey...... I'll give you whatever you want...... Is it okay to come back? ”

I cried until my throat was hoarse and my tears were dry, and then I lay on the bed, raising myself like a ghost for half a month.

The hot breath on his cheeks dragged back his thoughts that had flown away.

The young man clasped his soft hair with one hand, hugged his waist with the other, kissed the corners of his eyes and cheeks, covering all the falling tears, Song Yan's voice was hoarse to the extreme, and coaxed: "Master, don't cry, okay?" I will be obedient, obedient, and never go again. ”

Never go again.

Master.

He thought that everything was his own wishful thinking, and he shouldn't have such delusions about his master.

but ignored the master's friendship for him.

Eat and wipe clean, it turns out that it is not a dream.

Song Yan was really happy, never before.

Master is what he wants, and it is also his longing.

"Song Yan, are you really not leaving?"

The Twelve Immortals couldn't believe their ears, if they knew that it was so easy, would they use it to keep the empty window alone for ten years?

After a while, he didn't hear Song Yan's reply, so he moved his head back, so that Song Yan's kiss was all in vain.

Song Yan chuckled from his chest.

The voice was low and deep, and it didn't sound like words.

In addition, the soft flesh was pinched at the waist, and the whole body of the twelve immortals was soft, and their cheeks were red, "What did you just say...... Hmmm......"

All the words that came to his mouth were blocked by the kiss in his throat.

The karmic fire crossing encountered the slightest bit of coolness, and it was out of control.

I don't know how long it took for the Twelve Immortals to be released for a moment, and they breathed sharply.

Song Yan kissed him on the shoulder, buried his head, and said hoarsely: "Once a person eats honey, he is reluctant to leave." ”

Did he always mean honey like that?

In the face of the young man's fiery and tired gaze, the twelve immortals were still breathing, unable to say a complete sentence, and simply turned their heads away from him.

It was only by the broken light of the only lamp that the young man could see the person in his arms, the tail of his eyes was shining with a layer of water, moist and translucent, his cheeks were crimson, and his exposed white skin was floating with a layer of pink, and even the fingertips that clasped his broad shoulders were pink and tender.

Song Yan's throat rolled up and down, leaned into his earlobe and kissed him, and said with a low smile: "Master, this flower god can't be left alone, is it okay to go back to the room?" ”

With the young man's low chuckle, the Twelve Immortals could clearly feel his chest rise and fall, and his earlobes reached his whole body as if they were electrocuted, in exchange for a shudder.

But the Flower God Festival is once a year, which is particularly important, how can you leave it.

"No...... Hmmm......"

Not surprisingly, the lips were gagged again.

After a long time, Song Yan let go of him and coaxed in a dumb voice: "Is it okay to go back to the room?" It's not impossible to kiss you back. ”

Where did the twelve immortals have the strength to answer him, but their anger was not smooth.

Seeing that Song Yan was about to come up again, he obediently surrendered: "Okay." ”

I touched my upper and lower lip, and just wanted to say something

Chu Jiujiu's favorite thing since he was a child is fireworks, and he can't walk when he sees fireworks during the Spring Festival every year.