Chapter 70: The Blade of the Heart
Huan Yi brought Li Shuyu back to no man's land alone, and there were actually two purposes.
First, because Luolin was taken back to Penglai to be imprisoned, he knew in his heart that the master deserved it, but it was always difficult for him to pass his own level in filial piety, and he was both entangled and depressed in his chest, and wanted to find someone to drink with him to relieve his troubles, but he found that in the huge heavenly palace, there was only one Li Shuyu who could drink at the same table with him without fear of identity.
This purpose is simple and pure, which is human nature, and the second purpose is not so simple.
He wanted to see her, or rather, miss her.
Since the farewell of the camel mountain, Huan Yi has never taken the initiative to find Lishuyu, he is bored in the Kunyang Palace all day long, tirelessly reading, writing, and painting every day, and finally had to accept one thing after changing the calligraphy and paintings on the easel of the Kunyang Palace for three rounds.
He likes Li Shuyu, even if he knows that she has another love, even if the person she loves is powerless to defeat herself, he still can't control his heart that has been freed, and allows himself to sink in a love that will end without a problem.
"Today, Luo Xi Yuanjun returned to the palace in triumph, and told him that the sleeveless strength was weak, and he had been killed by her and Qi Feng, and the Wan Jun Listening Talisman that had not yet been refined had also been destroyed by Qi Feng himself. β
Huan Yi ignored his usual elegant image, crossed up his two straight long legs and sat down beside Li Shuyu, chatting and saying: "The demon world is now leaderless and has to be turbulent, and Qi Feng is afraid that he won't be able to take care of you in the short term." β
Sensing that the peach blossom on her lips was leaving by herself, Li Shuyu raised her hand and rubbed it on her lips, nodded absentmindedly and said, "It would be better if this was the case." β
There was too much information hidden in these words, Huan Yi's nerves tensed unconsciously, he pretended to smile easily, and asked tentatively, "What do you mean?"
Li Shuyu naturally didn't know his thoughts, she hadn't been narcissistic to that extent, and she had some friendship with him because of Ao Shu's affairs before, so she didn't hide it, only sighed sadly, and said quietly: "He wants to take me back to Qishan." β
Sensing the test, Huan Yi couldn't laugh anymore, he stared at Li Shuyu's slightly frowning eyebrows for a while, and asked a little nervously, "When?"
He said three days later. Li Shuyu easily fished out a few chess pieces from the chess box on the chessboard next to him, and threw them into the Cui Twilight Pond as if he was floating in the water, and his voice was full of depression when he spoke: "Mortals explain that there are tigers in the mountains, and they prefer to go to the tiger mountain, but I know that there are tigers in the mountains, and I can't run if I want to." β
"Don't you want to go?" Huan Yi raised his eyebrows lightly, and said deliberately: "Qi Feng is the next master of the Pilgrimage Palace, if you marry him, you will enter the Qishan Feng clan, there will be no more noble immortals and gods in the Three Realms, and even I have to bow down when I see you." β
"What do I want this false name for?" Li Shuyu glanced at him, and said angrily: "Even if you bow down to me, I can't only run away if I really fight." β
You still know a lot in your heart, Huan Yi silently replied to her in the bottom of her heart, but said: "In this case, you directly reject him, he spoils you so much, he will not embarrass you." β
Hearing him say this, the depression on Li Shuyu's face immediately became helpless, she glanced back at Huan Yi, Huan Yi was shocked by her sudden glance, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"
"I have to go. Li Shuyu retracted his gaze, threw out the last chess piece in his hand, and said firmly: "The marriage contract between Luo Lin and Ah Feng has been canceled, he has no marriage contract now, and the elders of Qishan will definitely stuff a new fiancΓ©e for him soon." Although I don't want to go to Qishan, I don't want to be robbed of my love. β
Huan Yi suddenly wanted to slap himself a few times, and asked himself why he begged for a knife to eat, but now his mouth is full of blood, and he can only swallow it all into his stomach.
"Have you seen the Qishan Patriarch? Li Shuyu asked suddenly.
Huan Yi had naturally seen it, he was the prince of the heavenly realm and a relative of the dragon clan, so he often represented the emperor and queen of heaven to participate in the banquets or meetings held by those immortals. Qishan Phoenix is the most difficult to deal with among the several immortal families, in ancient times, they were the golden fire, and they were the first of the hundred birds, and they did not drink the clear spring and did not inhabit the sycamore, so they were extremely cold and arrogant. Later, heaven and earth were divided into three worlds, and the great creators of man and beast could be immortals, and the functions and powers of the ancient immortals and gods gradually diverged, becoming the general auspicious luck of the three realms in charge of the immortals, and the situation in which the immortals were in charge of birth, old age, sickness and death in the mortal world.
Qishan's current patriarch Qi Kuan is the most profound among the leaders of Qishan in addition to Qi Sundial, although Qi Feng has the blessing of nine feathers and Jin Ling, but there is still a little gap compared with his father. Qi Feng and Qi Huang's fire ceremony when they were adults, in order to show the dignity of their two golden phoenix children, Qi Kuan personally turned into the prototype, burning and cultivating to attract heavenly fire, and help his children to go through calamities and ascend. Huan Yi was fortunate enough to go to observe, only to see that the red sky fire was centered on Qikuan, and the flames spread throughout the sky over Qishan, burning for three full days before gradually extinguishing. He had lived all these years, and he had never seen a scene that could have been better than those three days.
"Yes. Huan Yi nodded.
Li Shuyu asked again: "What is his temperament?"
"I don't talk to him much, but from what I've seen, it's not very easy to get along with. After all, he is the head of the ancient ancestors, and he should have a temper. β
Huan Yi saw that her expression was gradually stiffening, and she wanted to say a few words of comfort, but in the end she chose not to say a word.
This is his selfishness, if Li Shuyu retreats because of this, it may not be a good thing.
"If it's not good, it's not good. β
Just when Huan Yi thought that Li Shuyu's trip would not be successful, she suddenly said: "Horizontal and vertical are to be seen, Zuo can't bear a few more scoldings and collect a few more blank eyes." β
Li Shuyu suddenly found that after following Qi Feng to leave Lingyuan, not only did he become more and more bold, his mouth became more and more poisonous, but even his skin became thicker and thicker, and he was quite a bit of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. Isn't it just being scolded, anyway, she has not been scolded by Meng Ke on weekdays, isn't she despised, anyway, her cultivation is almost at the bottom of the chain of contempt in the Heavenly Palace, so she should open her eyes.
Her ups and downs of emotions even with Huan Yi's mood also followed her ups and downs, he liked someone for the first time, a little clumsy and a little overwhelmed, not to mention that Li Shuyu was still the person Qi Feng fancied, he still had some guilt, although this faint sense of guilt was deliberately ignored by him in the end.
"Drinking. β
Huan Yi waved his sleeves, and a jade pot with wine and two white jade wine cups appeared between him and Li Shuyu, and the topic was forcibly skipped, he brought Li Shuyu over to make himself feel better, but now he is even more depressed.
"Speaking of which, the wedding of the master and the master should be held, right?" Li Shuyu looked at the peach petals floating and sinking in the pool water, and suddenly remembered the will of the Emperor of Heaven to marry Luo Xi Yuanjun and Zixiao Zhenjun, and subconsciously pulled Huan Yi's sleeves, and said with bright eyes: "I remember that when you passed the decree, you said that the Queen of Heaven would personally set up a full moon banquet for the two of them to marry, and that will is still not counted?"
"Nature is counting. Huan Yi raised his eyebrows, "It's not a big deal." β
"Then can you go and urge Her Highness the Queen of Heaven to get their marriage done as soon as possible. Li Shuyu smiled, "The two of them are too bumpy in love, and there are always some bad things that suddenly pop up, so it's better to cut through the mess quickly and save you a lot of dreams at night." β
Huan Yi glanced at her and sneered: "If your master knows that you have compared his true feelings to chaos, there should be one less fire boy in Zixiao Palace." β
"I'm just making an analogy. Li Shuyu was a little embarrassed, cleared her throat and continued: "You just understand what you mean......
Huan Yi didn't bother to listen to her quibbles, picked up the wine cup and tasted it, lowered his eyes and said, "I can remind the queen mother, but their wedding will have to wait for two months at the earliest." β
"Why?" Li Shuyu was puzzled.
"Since it is a full moon feast, it can only be held on the night of the full moon, the heavenly palace is full in January and January, and the flowers are full in two months. Besides, Luo Xi Yuanjun and Zixiao Zhenjun are important ministers of the Heavenly Palace, and they are married by the Emperor of Heaven, and the wedding must be held in a big way, as big as the two palaces together, as small as the auspicious wedding dress, which one does not need to take time to prepare, you should be a small family in the mortal world, just welcome a kiss to the church?"
Seeing that Li Shuyu's eyes lit up when he heard this, Huan Yi couldn't help it, and the ghost envoy added another sentence: "If you and I get married, presumably the wedding should be much grander than this full moon banquet." β
Li Shuyu's heart jumped, and he replied to him without thinking about it: "I can't be blessed." β
Huan Yiben regretted that he was impulsive, and when he heard her refuse so neatly and simply, his heart suddenly cooled in half, and he simply broke the jar and said: "Why not, anyway, Qifeng Bacheng can't give you a wedding." β
His revenge was very effective, and this sentence went straight into Lishuyu's heart, and her heart hurt so much that she couldn't speak for a long time. The happy atmosphere completely disappeared without a trace because of these words, Li Shuyu had no intention of drinking with Huan Yi again, got up and said coldly: "I want to go out." β
Huan Yi continued to bow his head and drink, and said lightly: "The wine hasn't finished yet." β
Li Shuyu was laughed at by him: "Drink, I can't drink anymore, I'm just afraid that if I stay for a while, I can be directly angry with you and get a pot of blood!"
"Am I wrong?" asked Huan Yi rhetorically.
"It doesn't matter if it's wrong, the important thing is that I don't want to hear it. Li Shuyu sneered, "His Royal Highness the Prince, I asked myself if I didn't do anything to be sorry for you, why do you always have trouble with me, say whatever sour you say, mention which pot if it doesn't open, do you know that words are also sharp blades, which will hurt people!"
"I know!"
Huan Yi got up suddenly, and the wine pot and wine cup placed between the two of them fell into the water because of his too big movement, knocking into the delicate peach blossoms gathered together in the pool. He looked down at Li Shuyu, looked at her eyes that were red from extreme grievances, looked at her lower lip that she bit unconsciously because of anger, only to feel that all the wine he had just drunk turned into bitter water, which dried his throat and bitter his heart and liver, but he could only let this bitterness collide in his internal organs, and he couldn't give up or get rid of it.
"Lishuyu. His hands clenched tightly in his sleeves, his handsome face unwavering, but his voice was hoarse and trembling.
"I'll send you out. β