Chang Jue seems to have ended his visit, and he doesn't need to go to the Demon Realm anymore.

He would always find something to talk to Wangchen, but Wangchen ignored him, pretending to be asleep, and hid under the quilt in the corner of the bed.

At night, Chang Jue stayed in Tianhua Palace, but he couldn't sleep. She cowered warily in the corner of the bed, listening to him.

Chang Jue didn't mean to disturb her, and deliberately separated herself from her at a certain distance, for fear of accidentally touching her and waking her up.

Probably tired, Forgotten Soon heard his even, slow breathing. To be on the safe side, Wangchen waited for a while to make sure he was asleep, then tiptoed open the quilt, stepped over him, and got out of bed.

Now that Chang Jue has returned, that enchantment may be removed.

Forget the dust in his heart, and move barefoot to the door little by little. The night pearl in the house was extinguished, and only the moonlight spilled in through the leaky window, shining on the water ripples in the temple on the stone tiles of Taihu Lake. If you don't look at it carefully, it's like the real water surface, with blue waves rippling slightly, and it is very gorgeous.

But Forgotten Dust hated this ground, it was on this ground when she lost her wings. Walking on it only reminded her of the heart-wrenching pain and the cold that penetrated her internal organs, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

Just as she was about to reach the door, her light gauze made a slight noise when it hooked the raised carvings on the screen.

Forget Chen quickly held his breath and looked back at the back room. After waiting for a while, there was no movement in the back room. She breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and slowly opened the door.

Sure enough, the barrier was gone.

Forget Chen's heart was pounding, lifting the hem of his clothes, and he was about to walk out.

Who knew that he was about to cross the threshold, and Chang Jue's voice sounded coldly behind him-

"What are you going to do at such a late hour?"

Forget Chen's back stiffened, and cold sweat slowly oozed from his forehead. She didn't dare to look back, nor did she dare to move. The nightmare seems to be behind her, ready to pull her into a hell of panic at any moment. The sharp scene of the knife falling in her hand echoed in her mind over and over again.

She closed her eyes for a long time before she squeezed out a few words from between her trembling teeth: "I...... I just want to see the moon. ”

She has never been a good liar, and such lies are really not convincing. But after all, this was the first thing she said to Chang Jue in so many days. Chang Jue was so happy that he didn't even think much about it.

He took a cloak from the house, draped it over her, and tied a strap on her in front of her, and his movements and voice were gentle: "Although there are no four seasons in the heavenly palace, the moon is cloudy, and the night is still cold. ”

Forget the dust is still immersed in fear, just motionless, let him take it.

Chang Jue put on her cloak, and when he saw that she lowered her eyes and was rare obedient, he picked her up and let her sit on the wall table.

Forget didn't know what he was going to do, thinking that he had upset him somewhere, so he thought of some new idea to punish her. This frightened her so much that she didn't dare to jump off the wall table against his will, so she had to hold on to the edge of the wall table with both hands.

Chang Jue entered the back room, and when he came out, he had a pair of crested shoes. He walked up to her, slowly leaned down, and helped her put on her little flower shoes.

Forget Chen sat on the wall table, his drooping eyes just enough to see Chang Jue leaning over. A thin nightgown, loosely caged on his body, not even a coat. Presumably she heard the movement just now and came out to look for her.

This person's brain must be broken, and he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he has to pry her here. She didn't really want to see the moon. But it's no wonder that he, she said it herself, so she had to make a mistake.

His hand was warm, touching her cold little feet, making Forget Chen shrink back. She felt her face start to warm up, it was so embarrassing.

"I'll do it myself. Forget the dust said stiffly, bent down, and reached out to take the shoe in his hand.

Just as her hand was about to touch Xiaohua shoes, Chang Jue suddenly stood up, forgetting that Chen was still leaning over, caught off guard, she fell off the wall table and fell into his arms.

Chang Jue then fell down and forgot the dust, stunned for a moment, lowered his head to look at her, and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "Do you count this as a hug?"

Forget Chen was so angry by his words that she gritted her teeth, broke away from him with all her might, didn't put on her shoes, and ran out barefoot.

She ran very fast, and her hair was scattered in his arms just now, and the phoenix hairpin on her head slid to the ground with her vigorous running pace.

He would be in a good mood, maybe she ran out of Tianhua Palace, and he wouldn't be angry. Thinking like this, she ran faster, and she just wanted to get out of this hellish place. The screen at the door was too much of a nuisance, and she slammed it.

She didn't care about the pain in her shoulders and jumped outside.

Suddenly, the cloak behind her was dragged, and Chang Jue was forced, and she was pulled back into his arms. As if to warn her that she couldn't escape, he clasped her hand and was faintly forced.

Forget Chen bit his lower lip, suppressed the anger and fear in his heart, and gave up struggling.

There will always be opportunities, and she can't rush to this moment. Chang Jue's memory is not like hers, once her intention to run is detected by him, I am afraid that it is not just the enchantment that restricts her.

Instead of annoying him now, it is better to wait and see what happens, and look for another opportunity.

"Put your shoes on or let me hold them, you choose one. Chang Jue asked her in a low voice.

"I want you to hold it. Forget the dust and answer.

Chang Jue looked at her in surprise, and the hand that clamped her hard loosened, and the whole person unconsciously became gentle. He thought she would break away from him again, but he didn't expect her answer. This surprised and delighted him.

She was willing to accept him and was willing to respond to him. What could be more gratifying?

Changjue's deep eyes were full of joy. He hugged her up, and his muffled voice was hoarse and low: "I want to hear you say it again." ”

"I want you to hold it. Forget Chen pinched his arm hard under the cloak, holding back disgust and repeating indifferently.

By the fairy pond, Chang Jue and Wangchen sat side by side under the magnolia tree. The moon hung in the treetops, and you could see it when you looked up.

Forget the dust had no intention of looking at the moon, so he could only pretend to admire the moon, looking at the jade plate in a daze, thinking about his life alone after leaving here.

I don't know how long she was stunned, but her eyes were a little sore, and then she slowly withdrew her gaze.

Chang Jue had already fallen asleep leaning on the bluestone, his face was as pale as moonlight, and there was no blood on his lips. It looks like I've been sick for a long time and haven't been well recuperated.

Come to think of it, Chang Jue can't be like Forget the Dust after all, and it doesn't matter if he sleeps for several days in a row. Forget Chen felt that being a fairy in the Heavenly Palace was annoying enough, and he wanted to be a good prince, but he was afraid that it would be even more annoying.

He didn't sleep soundly, his brows frowned slightly, and he clutched Wangchen's hand tightly.

Forget Chen glanced at him, he was still wearing the thin nightgown. Probably frozen, his body trembled faintly, and even his hands with forgotten dust shook slightly.

Forget Chen remembered the shattering of his primordial spirit, and his other hand involuntarily touched the medicine bottle hidden in his arms. Sighing, he simply turned his head away from him.

The eyes were no longer visible, but the shaking of the hands did not stop. Forget Chen's heart became more and more annoyed, and he grabbed his hand and was about to pull his hand out. But he grabbed it so tightly that he couldn't pull his hand back after dragging it for a long time.

Angrily kicked twice in his direction, trembling and shaking, annoying the person. After cursing a few words in his heart, Wangchen untied the fluffy cloak on his body with one hand and covered him.

"Pretend to be kind enough to put a cloak on me, it's not for you. Forget Chen gritted his teeth and muttered, picked up the pebbles on the ground, and threw them into the fairy pool.

How many stones do you have to throw to get through this long night?

Next time, I'll never lie about the moon again......

Next time, maybe there won't be a next time.