Chapter 19 (2)
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The fourth brother's words, I carefully went through it in my heart. This time, I have not been worried about it for more than 10,000 years.
The fourth brother said well, although I have always wanted to marry a few beautiful side concubines for Yehua, but the junior immortals have seen a lot, and I don't think there is one worthy of Yehua.
If I really have a heart for Yehua...... In the past 140,000 years, I have lived more and more, and I will silently move my heart to a kid who is 90,000 years younger than me, and should call me an ancestor when I am free.
I stood in the empty building for a long time, sighed for a long time, sighed for a long time, and didn't come up with a result.
Today's most of the day's toss and toss are also painstaking, although my heart is still worried, I still put my clothes together and lie down on the bed. But I don't want to lie down and live in peace. As soon as he closed his eyes, Yehua's pale face appeared in the darkness in front of him.
I turned over on the bed for more than half an hour, although I don't know if I was moved by Yehua, but the fourth brother's words made me think about it, the prince Yehua, who still has a marriage contract with me for the time being, occupies an unusual position in my heart.
I thought about it and felt that the matter of dissolving the marriage contract with Yehua could be postponed for a while, and everything would wait and see. His call this afternoon was inexplicable, well, it was a headache to think about, and I didn't bother with him for the time being. Tonight, I first showed the demeanor of God, and when I went to his place to fetch the lamp, I put down my shelf and reconciled with him.
That night, when I touched the dormitory where Yehua was staying, he was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard drinking. There is a wine pot of Dongling jade on the stone table next to it, and several wine jars have been poured horizontally and vertically under the stone table, which are reflected by the coral on the side, radiating a brilliant green light. Yesterday, when the dango was drunk, Nana sighed with infinite sorrow, saying that the amount of alcohol that this little highness drank was for his father, which was very shallow.
I've never drunk with Yehua, so I don't know how much he drinks. Seeing that there are one, two, three, four, five or five wine jars under his feet, but the hand holding the cup is still steady, so it seems that the amount of wine is not shallow.
When he saw me, he was stunned, raised his left hand and rubbed the corner of his forehead, then got up and said, "Oh, you're here to get the knot lamp." When he got up, he shook his body violently. I hurriedly reached out to help, but he gently blocked it, and only said lightly: "I'm fine." β
The dormitory where the king of the West Sea had given him a great place to live, and the place where he sat was a hundred or ten steps away from the hall.
There was no big movement on his face, except that his face was a little whiter than the one he had seen this afternoon, and he looked a little haggard with the black hair that had fallen down. When he turned and walked towards the temple, I followed him three or four paces behind.
He walked very calmly in front of him, as if someone else had shaken it just now, but it was a little slower than usual, and from time to time he would raise his hand and rub the corners of his forehead. Well, it looks like I'm still drunk. Even if he is drunk, he is drunk quietly, which is in line with his temperament.
There was no one in the hall waiting, so I sat down in a random chair and looked up to meet his heavy gaze.
His eyes are very sharp and beautiful, his eyes are deep black, and when he doesn't smile on his face, these eyes look very cold, and naturally bring out a bit of the majesty of the Nine Heavens.
Although I am a good at observing words and feelings, I have never been very good at reading people's eyes. But today it was very wicked, and I looked at him for a long time, so that I could see a little decadence and sorrow in his eyes through the cold air.
He looked to the side, was silent for a moment, and then turned his hand and whispered something.
I stared at the tung oil lamp that suddenly appeared in his hand, and said strangely: "This is the knot lamp? β
He put this lamp in my hand, and said with a flat expression: "Put it at the head of Dieyong's bed for three days, let this lamp burn for three days, and Mo Yuan's soul will be healed." During these three days, the flame on the lamp must be carefully cared for, and it must not be protected with immortal energy for convenience. β
As soon as the lamp fell in my palm, a familiar aura rushed towards me, slightly stained with some red dust, not like a fairy, but like a mortal's qi, I have never had any friendship with mortals, but this qi was familiar to Si, so I was stunned. As soon as he heard his words, he only nodded and said, "Naturally, you have to take care of it carefully, and you can't be sloppy." β
He was silent for a moment, and said, "It's me who is too worried, you have always been very conscientious in taking care of Mo Yuan." β
This knotted lamp is a sacred relic of the Heavenly Clan, and it stands to reason that it should be worshiped by the successive Heavenly Monarchs. Tianjun is still alive, and Yehua is only the title of a prince, but the knot lamp is stored in his hand, which makes me a little puzzled. The Heavenly Palace is not like Qingqiu, let alone the Great Ziming Palace, the rules are very strict, and the holy relics of the clan have never been very easy to borrow. If I go to the Heavenly Palace to ask the Heavenly Monarch to borrow this holy relic, I have already made an calculation to write off the debt owed by the Nine Heavens to Qingqiu. I was a little touched that Yehua was able to lend me the lamp so easily, so he held the lamp and said generously: "You have done me such a big favor, and you can't make you suffer too much, what do you want, just tell me, if I can help you, I will do my best to help." β
He sat back in the chair opposite, looking tired, and said with a slight frown, "I don't have anything I want." β
His look made my heart twitch. I didn't get the fourth brother's admonition before, and when I felt like this in my heart, I felt inexplicable. But now it's different from the past, I just received the enlightenment of the fourth brother, and I only took a step forward to the unseemly aspect, and my heart was already clear seven or eight points. These seven or eight points of transparency made me very sad. Fortunately, there is still a trace of Qingming, and he is dying and struggling.
I said, "I really don't want anything, I don't want anything, so I'll go back first." β
He raised his head sharply and looked at me for a long time, his expression was still flat, and he said slowly: "What I want? β
Tonight is really very evil, listening to his face does not change his face to say a sensual thing, I didn't feel so numb, but my heart moved, although not enough to thump, but it was also a big move. When I realized what I said after this big move, I wanted to slap myself to death with a mouth.
Ahem, what I'm saying is, "Do you want to have a one-night affair with the gods of Benshang?"
Fortunately, when I reacted, Yehua was still in a state of confusion and shock, my face was red, and I packed up the lamp and quickly retreated. Before his feet had crossed the threshold, he grabbed him from behind.
I looked up at the beam, Bai Qian, you are really self-inflicted, you can't live.
The smell of wine around Yehua made me dizzy for a while, he hugged me very tightly, and when he hugged me like this, Fang Cai's restlessness was gone, and there was only a brilliant smoke like peach blossoms in his mind, as if he was out of his body. I'm sure the original god is really out of my body, because then I can't help but say something underwhelming.
Ahem, what I said was, "It's not decent at the gate, so let's go to the bed." After saying this, I even made a trick and turned myself back into a woman......
It wasn't until I was beaten by Yehua and carried to the bed in the back room, that I didn't understand how I could say such things and do such things. He drank a lot of wine tonight, and he was able to pick me up and walk very steadily, and I admired him.
I lay on the couch for a while, and then suddenly realized.
I've been struggling with what kind of heart Yehua has, even if I have been mentioned by the fourth brother, I have roughly understood, but because I understand it too suddenly, I am still very entangled. But when I look at the drama books of the mortal world, I talk about the talented and beautiful scholars and young ladies, and most of the young ladies and beauties have done this thing to recognize their sincerity to the scholars and talents. Maybe after doing this, I can also see clearly and see through my thoughts about Ye Huacun at a glance?
When he leaned down, his black hair spread out, and my face itched. Now that I had an epiphany, I naturally stopped squirming and half-propped myself up to strip him of his clothes, and his eyes looked at me deeply, and his eyes flashed, but they turned dim. I was so looked at by him that I felt a pang in my hand, and my heart tightened. He took my hand away from his belt and smiled. A shadow flashed in my mind, like a floating cloud, as if it was a green bamboo bed, he had a slight drop of sweat on his forehead, leaning into my ear and whispering: "It will hurt a little, but don't be afraid." "But I've lived to such an age, and I've never been in any bed, but I've never been on a bed made of bamboo. I couldn't really see the woman's face below, it was like a fog cage, and I could only see about a silhouette, but the thin gasping sound, I listened to it blankly, but it was really no different from me. My old face is flushed, this and this, is this thinking about it day and night? My thoughts about Yehua have been, already dirty, to this point?
I came back to my senses sadly, ready to sigh twice in my heart, this touch was not tight, I lowered my eyelids and looked, mother, where is my original clothes that were worn steadily?
He was still leaning above me, his eyes burning very hotly, but his face was faint: "Your clothes are really hard to take off, so I did a trick." β
I snorted and said, "You can't help it." β
The night pearl in the hall is very soft, spread on his white skin through the tent, this complexion is a bit like the teacup I usually use in the fox hole, but it is not a sissy, the texture is very distinct, from the chest to the waist and abdomen There are also deep knife marks, which looks very heroic. Well, Yehua has a good figure.
He whispered in my ear, "You're right, I can't help it." β
When I woke up in the middle of the night, my mind was full of mush. The brilliance of the pearl that night was probably obscured by a spell by Yehua. I was held in his arms, clinging to his chest, and my face was close to the scar on his chest.
Thinking back to last night, I only remember the undulating curtain above my head, when I was tossed by him and fell asleep, it seemed that he also said: "If I can get you completely once in my life, it will only be tonight, even if you are for the spirit lamp, for Mo Yuan, I have no regrets." I didn't really hear that, and I often had something inexplicable in my head these days, so I didn't know if it was my hallucination again.
Even if I did this with him, unfortunately, it was not like the young ladies and beauties in those playbooks. This made me think for the first time that those drama books in the mortal world were probably not true.
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