Momoyama Smoke and Rain Pavilion.

The day has been twilight, the beginning of the night, the residual temperature of the day between the heaven and the earth is still a breath, and it is reluctant to leave for a long time, the sky does not know when the stars are sparse, and the bright moon is round.

The night breeze is slow, floating in the silence of the moonlight, and the peach mountain is deserted and the lights are out.

Outside the courtyard, everyone was full of gloom, a day and a night had passed, and the door of the Smoke and Rain Pavilion had not yet opened.

After laying down the enchantment, the three thousand disciples quietly went down to the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, and Momoyama still had a lot of things to deal with.

The fairy world is now in chaos, if it is not handled well, I am afraid that the long stay will suffer a catastrophe, and the matter of the change of the stars has not yet been determined.

"We can't help much now, so we can only stand guard at the door." The Third Virgin Yang Chan looked at the closed door and sighed.

"I don't know when Shenjun and Xiaoxiao will wake up." Yaoji, who has cultivated at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, has returned to her past,

"Doudou, Xiaomi, you two go to sleep first." Qingyuan Zhenjun touched the dog's head and the cat's head, these two of which have also been guarding here.

"If we don't sleep, we will guard the master, and we will never disturb you."

The two hairy children were shocked, Su Xiaoxiao's miserable appearance on the bed, they were so worried to see it, and they were obviously happy to go out to play, but in half a day, the owner became like this.

"Don't worry, Xiaoxiao is not injured, but is just revising the marriage line."

"How can you not be worried."

On the other side, in the dream of Yun Yao Shenjun and Su Xiaoxiao, the two of them spent three spring and autumn seasons in the Zhaoyang Palace.

The two get along day and night, and their feelings are secret.

On a rest day, Su Xiaoxiao walked casually, and the fragments of getting along with Yun Yao Shenjun in the past few years kept coming to her mind.

From the heartbeat of the first encounter, to the glance of the apprentice in the Zhaoyang Palace, the gift under the moon that night, and then to the daily day and night relationship, Su Xiaoxiao's feelings for Yunyao Shenjun have long exceeded his affection for the master.

However, they are masters and apprentices after all, and she doesn't know each other's intentions, I'm afraid it's just unrequited love.

Not long after, the dormitory of the Yunyao Shenjun was revealed at the corner, the falling flowers were colorful, the flowers were red and the leaves were green, the mountains and rocks were rugged, and the pool water was shining.

Raise your eyes and look up, a bright moon actually rises at some point, the slightly drunk moonlight unreservedly envelops everything here, the scenery is quiet and intoxicating.

The corner of Canglan is full of fragrance, and the beauty is powdered, standing quietly at night.

The peach tree is short, full of branches, and the whole hangs low, like a girl with spring, shy and shy.

She remembered the scene of her first encounter with Yun Yao Shenjun in the ghost market, and the son under the moon laughed unconsciously.

Su Xiaoxiao just seemed to be enchanted, so he walked over, the mountains and rocks were picturesque, the people were like jade silk, the night breeze was blowing, and there was a faint fragrance.

The night is quiet, the bright moon hangs high, it is indeed easy to make people think about it, reality and dreams turn into trickles, if there is nothing, it is better than the few stars of the moon.

Su Xiaoxiao stepped forward, gently stroked the peach blossom trunk with his bare hands, rubbing back and forth, and the tenderness in his eyes was like water. The cool breeze has letters, the bright moon conveys affection, has the breath of time, and the clothes are fluttering, just like thoughts.

"Perhaps, I should try my best to fight for it, and there is nothing wrong with taking the initiative to pursue happiness."

She had a smile on her face, and it was a very happy thing for her to be here in this life.

She marveled at his heavenly appearance, she pitied his loneliness and elegance, and admired his gentleness like water.

Su Xiaoxiao just stood in the slow night breeze, bathed in the gentle moonlight, so unhappy.

Zhaoyang Hall is beautiful and unparalleled, and Su Xiaoxiao is fascinated by it.

Such a beautiful night, such a quiet time, the body and mind were relaxed, and the sleepiness invaded, so she sat under the tree, leaning against the trunk and falling asleep, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, maybe there was something beautiful in her dream.

In the dormitory, Yun Yao Shenjun waved his sleeves, his figure flashed, and he had already gone to the courtyard.

Under the tree, Su Xiaoxiao slept very quietly, and her lilac clothes made her look like a celestial.

It's just that the night breeze is slightly cool, so she unconsciously clasps her hands.

The landscape is picturesque, the people are like jade, and I don't know if it is this pleasant scenery or a beautiful scenery at this moment.

Yun Yao Shenjun frowned a little, why didn't he know to cherish himself,

He sighed and gently hugged Su Xiaoxiao in his arms.

Silly saint, can't you see my affection?

In the early morning of this day, before the white belly of the fish belly in the sky dissipated, Su Xiaoxiao was already busy in the Zhaoyang Palace, and the huge Zhaoyang Hall suddenly became active, and the busy lilac figure shuttled to every corner.

Yun Yao Shenjun woke up early in the morning and heard Su Xiaoxiao's busy voice, he smiled unconsciously, such a beautiful scene should be like this.

It's just a dream to make it happen.

The lilac goose figure, holding a feather duster, kept stirring the bamboo curtain above the corridor.

"Tiny, what are you doing?" When Yun Yao Shenjun found her, he saw such a scene.

"Master, the disciple is cleaning!" Su Xiaoxiao grinned, tilted her head and said happily.

"The Zhaoyang Hall is so big, how can you clean it yourself, come, Shizun is with you." Yun Yao Shenjun rolled up his cuffs and naturally picked up the rag.

In fact, a simple spell can be solved, but it is happier to do things with your sweetheart.

"That's not good, how can Shizun clean up?" Su Xiaoxiao said with a feather duster.

"Why not, come, little you come here."

"Okay." Yun Shenjun Shenjun took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead.

"We clean ourselves to feel at home, don't we?"

Su Xiaoxiao was a little frightened, and her face flushed, what does this mean, Master?

Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao was silent, Yun Yao Shenjun directly flicked her head: "Silly apprentice, we still have to sweep the floor, mop the floor, and water the flowers, there are many things." ”

"Oh."

"Let's get started!"

Su Xiaoxiao and Yun Yao Shenjun were busy for a morning, and the entire Zhaoyang Hall was completely renewed.

This thousand years of loneliness turned out to be waiting for the warmth and comfort of this moment.

When they were free, they found that Yun Yao Shenjun had not yet tied his hair. Su Xiaoxiao quietly returned to the room and took a mirror and a wooden comb.

"Master, disciple comb your hair!"

Su Xiaoxiao didn't wait for Yun Yao Shenjun to answer, so he moved his hand, and his mind was full of the way they raised their eyebrows in the future.

And the silky ink hair in her hands is full of the taste of Shizun, she combs it seriously, and the wooden comb and fingers shuttle between the hair, full of affection.

"Master, in the future, the disciple will comb your hair every day, so that you don't need to use spells." Su Xiaoxiao looked at Yun Yao Shenjun in the bronze mirror and said lightly.

"How does Xiaoxiao know that Benjun combs his hair with spells?" The Cloud God Divine Monarch was puzzled, how did she know in the dream?

"Because the master combed the disciple's hair before, the technique was too poor." Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head and smiled mischievously, the white jade crown was just pinned, and she glanced at her glasses, her master was so good-looking.

"Ahem, ahem, I'm going to punish you today." Yun Yao Shenjun turned his head with a straight face, his eyebrows were high, and he pretended to be angry.

Good you Su Xiaoxiao, you dare to laugh at him!

"Ah...... Master, you want to punish Xiaoxiao again......" Su Xiaoxiao shook his sleeves with both hands, and his eyes were full of grievances.

"You are so naughty, if the master doesn't punish you, you will go to heaven in the future." Yun Yao Shenjun stretched out his hand and poked Su Xiaoxiao's bulging face, but the doting in his words did not diminish in the slightest.

It feels very good.

"Master, don't punish the disciple for cooking, this is also a kind of torture for the master." Su Xiaoxiao thought of her experience of blowing up the kitchen, and she was one head and two big.

"If you don't punish you for cooking, you will be punished for combing my hair for the rest of your life!"

Yun Yao Shenjun looked at Su Xiaoxiao's eyes and said seriously.

He selfishly just wanted to enjoy this hard-won peaceful day forever. guard

When Su Xiaoxiao heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded, does he like himself?

Yun Yao Shenjun looked at Su Xiaoxiao's stupid appearance, with thousands of thoughts in his heart, and his consciousness flew up, hoping that everything would be as peaceful and beautiful as it is now.

In fact, there are thousands of changes in the dream realm, and the idea of Yun Yao Shenjun is not unreasonable.

In the fifth year of Su Xiaoxiao and her own arts, she was promoted to immortal, it seems that no matter in reality or dreams, Su Xiaoxiao is very talented in cultivating immortals.

According to the rules of heaven, Yun Yao Shenjun took her to the heavenly realm for a banquet.

This time it has caused a lot of ridicule.

In the Nether, in the police station of S City, the office was still quiet at eight o'clock on Friday morning.

The room where the curtains have not been opened is so dim that it is impossible to distinguish between early morning and evening, only Li Weiwo, who had to rush back to duty after having dinner with everyone last night and drinking all night, was sleepy at his workstation wearing an eye patch.

Suddenly, the curtains were opened with a "bang", and the originally slightly dim office was illuminated by the sunlight outside the building, and the moment the light came in, you could even see the traces of tiny dust dissipating in the air.

"Morning." Ji Chenxi's voice sounded in his ears: "Wash your face and go home to sleep."

"Captain morning!" Li Wei pulled off the blindfold, picked up his hair casually, answered vaguely, and when he squinted and walked to the bathroom, he glanced at the man in white who was opening the window to ventilate, and always felt that something was missing, so he asked casually: "Where is Officer Su?"

Ji Chenxi sighed with her back to Li Wei, opened the window neatly under her hand, and took a deep breath of fresh air before saying: "Didn't you drink too much last night, I had a headache, and I was lying at home, and I said that she couldn't drink, and you guys were fooling."

Li Wei said "oh", turned around and pouted silently, and said in his heart that he didn't know who it was, at the beginning of the party, he solemnly stated that Officer Su was not allowed to drink, but he poured wine for her and said: "I can only drink one glass."

In the end, Officer Su drank too much, and was still carried back by Ji Chenxi.

Li Wei felt more energetic after washing his face, and he hurriedly went downstairs and drove home.

He didn't want to eat this dog food for a minute!