As soon as Wushuang's front foot left, a small immortal envoy in the Star Hall hurriedly ran out, shouting at Jiumu as he ran, "Fairy, please stay." ”

Jiumu Yunxiang stopped, saw that the little fairy envoy was wrapped in white, walked quickly to him, and said, "The fairy is Jiumu Yunxiang?"

Kugi nodded.

"Childe always talked about you when he was alive. ”

In a word, Jiu Mu felt a sour feeling in his heart, "Yuanxing is talking about me?"

"Hmm. The little fairy nodded sadly: "Childe Nian said that Sister Fairy didn't come to the Heavenly Realm to see him for so long. ”

After speaking, he took out a purse from his arms and handed it to Jiumu Yunxiang, and said: "Childe likes this purse sent by the fairy very much, hanging on his body every day, and when he is dying, he can't bear to let it go with him, so he specially confesses and returns this purse to the fairy, if he misses the circle star in the day, he will look at this purse." ”

Jiumu took the purse, and listened more and more uncomfortable, knowing that this was the case, she should have come to this heavenly realm more often, and come to see him more, but since she met him, she has not been here once.

I didn't even see him for the last time.

That's all Childe said. The little fairy made a sad face and bowed to Jiumu, "The little fairy brought the words of the child, and it was considered to have completed his deathbed entrustment, and the little fairy took his leave." ”

With that, the little fairy envoy left.

Jiumu looked at the purse in his hand, and promised to embroider the purse for Yuanxing, but his needlework was extremely poor, and he couldn't embroider the pattern.

In the end, he was instructed by the unequaled brother and said, "If you do your best, it is the best gift", so you have a solid color purse of any pattern.

Jiumu looked at the purse for a long time before putting it in the placket.

At this time, Wushuang also came back from the Emperor of Heaven, and after the two met, Wushuang sent Xiao Jiu back to Jiulin Buji Mountain.

On the way back, Xiao Jiu asked, "Why did the Emperor of Heaven summon Senior Brother Wushuang?"

Wushuang looked at her and smiled, Wen Run still: "It's just that the parents are short, just chatting casually." ”

In the past, the Emperor of Heaven never wanted to see Wushuang, just because his identity really couldn't be on the stage, and now that the eldest prince Yuanxing has suddenly gone, the vein of Prince Dongyang is only Wushuang, and he didn't expect that the Emperor of Heaven would talk to him about his parents.

Presumably the Emperor of Heaven figured it out, after all, Wushuang is the flesh and blood of the Prince of Dongyang, and he is the grandson of his Emperor Lao'er, and sooner or later he will still recognize the Lord and return to the sect.

Sure enough, it didn't take much time.

The Emperor of Heaven named Wushuang the second son of His Royal Highness the Prince of Dongyang, and gave him a suspended palace, and also respected Wushuang's opinion, as long as half of the time was taken out every month, he came to the heavenly realm to learn to deal with government affairs.

This Wushuang has finally come to the bitter end, from a "wild child" to a high-ranking "second son". ”

And it is very likely that he will succeed to the throne of the future emperor.

On this day, Wushuang invited Xiao Jiu to his suspension palace to have a look.

In just a few days, Xiao Jiu looked at Wushuang, as if he had changed a person, and saw that he was wearing a satin robe embroidered with auspicious clouds in silk, reflecting the dignity of his body, and the hairpin was an auspicious dragon leap, and the majesty could not be ignored.

Sure enough, it is a dragon vein, and what exudes in his bones is a unique temperament.

Xiao Jiu let him lead him and entered from the gate of the Suspension Palace.

As soon as you enter the gate, you will see that the courtyard of the Suspended Palace is full of cherry blossoms, pink clusters, and the clouds and mist are even more gorgeous.

Xiao Jiu looked at the pink in the courtyard and was excited for a while.

"Do you like Xiao Jiu?" Wushuang's eyebrows rose slightly, and he looked at Xiao Jiu with tenderness.

Jiumu nodded: "Senior Brother Wushuang has a heart, Xiao Jiu likes it." ”

"If you like it, can you stay?"

"Stay?" his confession came suddenly, and her reaction was at a loss, she paused for a moment, but she didn't know how to answer.

"Yes, stay and be the mistress of my Levitation Palace. He looked at her, and his eyes were ten thousand years, and he would not change in this life.

And Xiao Jiu's whole person was stupid, and his heart was already cut and messed up.

She was stupid for a long time, and smiled sadly in her heart, she should have understood the love of Senior Brother Wushuang for herself, in the past, he didn't pick it out, and she didn't take it seriously, but today he said it, but she panicked.

She thought that she should be happy at this time.

Senior Brother Wushuang has a gentle personality and treats himself sincerely.

He always showed up in time when he needed him the most, unlike Uncle Xiao, who looked cold to her all day long.

Heh-

How can you think of him without complaint or reason?

How did you have a sense of sorrow for no reason?

How do you feel heartache all of a sudden?

She suddenly became sad, and the look of surprise on her face when she saw the cherry blossoms in the courtyard was instantly swept away.

Wushuang straightened her shoulders with both hands, and the elegance was as good as before:

"I thought I was born humble, and I wanted to scribble this life, but God just let me meet you, and when I first saw it, I fell in love. ”

"Our life is too lonely and too long, I long to be with you, to watch the falling flowers, to travel all over the world, to love you all my life, do you trust me?"

The blue waves of the Milky Way are late, the golden wind and jade dew are warm, this affectionate confession, this firm eyes, just ask which woman will refuse.

Xiao Jiu paused, but he couldn't say the word "willing", as if an insurmountable hurdle in his heart was blocking her and disturbing her.

Why did she face the confession of Senior Brother Wushuang, the person who appeared in her heart was actually the young man in white clothes.

She knew that she and the young man were now separated by heaven and earth, and by ten thousand years.

The hatred of the previous life, the hatred of the present life, they are destined not to go together, she should promise to be unequaled, such a good man, how many are there in the world?

But why?

Her heart was slow to calm down.

Seeing that she was silent for a long time, Wushuang smiled, and at the same time felt a little lost, and said:

"You don't have to rush to answer me, I'll wait slowly until you willingly say you do. ”

She nodded, tears streaming down her eyes for no apparent reason.

"Let's go, there are still a lot of new things in my suspended palace, all prepared for you, come with me to take a look. ”

"Hmm. ”

The sunset on the horizon is dotted, and a trace of the afterglow of the sunset quietly sinks.

Xiao Jiu Wanyan refused Wushuang's send-off, came out of the suspended palace, and left alone in the clouds.

On the Zixia Mountain beyond the clouds, it fell into a twilight and vastness, hundreds of birds in the mountains returned to the forest, occasionally birds and cicadas chirped, and the west wind blew and the bamboo leaves rustled, so they stopped chirping.

However, I didn't return for a few days, and the feelings of longing became stronger and stronger, the mountain is still this mountain, and the forest is still this forest.

Zeeland is still the same as before, and the quiet room and the elegant room are still side by side, but they are no longer as vibrant as before.

Unconsciously, Jiumu stepped into the gate of Zelan Xiaozhu and slowly walked into the small courtyard, but he felt that everything he was familiar with now had become an unthinkable delusion.

The moon and stars are scarce, the small courtyard is dotted with stars, and the white-clothed young man in the quiet room is still sitting upright, the flickering candlelight is flickering, and the outline of his side face is sharp and angular, like a shadow.