After Cultivating With the Enemy

The next day, Ji Chaoyun and Feng Qi set off back to Hongmeng Mountain in a fairy chariot.

Feng Qi glanced at Ji Chaoyun who was drinking tea calmly, shrank his body to the corner, and rubbed his waist, as if silently complaining about something.

"..." Ji Chaoyun was finally defeated by His Royal Highness Feng Er's persistent moaning, and put down the teacup, "Does it really hurt so much?"

Feng Qi looked up at him and nodded heavily.

Ji Chaoyun: "Then how can we do it?"

"You can kiss me and I'll be fine." Feng Qi rascal smiled, "Sit on your lap and kiss."

"........."

Ji Zhaoyun took a deep breath, wishing he could go back 300 years ago and wake up the self who was fascinated by a certain phoenix.Why on earth did he feel that this phoenix gentleman's demeanor was so pure and ascetic.

It's all a lie.Ji Zhaoyun thought angrily.

Feng Qi complained: "Don't look at me like that, who told you not to let me in the house yesterday, causing me to sleep outside for most of the night."

Yesterday Feng Qi tried to coax Ji Chaoyun to agree to Lingxiu, but he was kicked into the water in the next second.When he got up, his little dragon had already swam to the other side of the water bank, quickly returned to the house, and even locked the door from the inside.

Feng Qi called the door to no avail, so he could only spend half the night on the reclining chair in the yard, until the middle of the night when he was called back by the soft-hearted Ji Chaoyun.

His Royal Highness Feng Er had always been used to sleeping on a soft tent bed, and was terribly wronged. He began to complain of back pain early this morning.

——How fake it is.

Ji Chaoyun has been asking himself these days, why he has not been able to recognize the identity of this person, it must be because Feng Qi is too thick-skinned, and he does not have the bearing and majesty of the ancient gods.

Feng Qi looked at Ji Chaoyun's expression, restrained his joke, and asked cautiously: "Chaoyun, I said yesterday that I want to be with you... are you really so angry?"

"I-I'm not angry."

"Why is that?"

Ji Chaoyun's ears were a little hot, and he said awkwardly: "That kind of thing requires three media and six hires, and we can only do it after we get married. How can we... How can we be so frivolous."

"Light..." Feng Qi couldn't believe it, "But didn't we long ago—"

"Shut up." Ji Chaoyun said, "It was an accident, it doesn't count."

"Well, even if that time doesn't count." Feng Qi said again, "But we are already married in the banyan tree tribe, and it is not enough to have your grandpa tree and the tree demon tribe as witnesses?"

Ji Chaoyun said: "It's still a week missing, it's not considered a ceremony."

"..." Feng Qi was speechless for a moment, then got up and walked outside.

Ji Chaoyun: "Where are you going?"

Feng Qi: "I'll transfer the chariot right now, let's go back to the Banyan Tree Clan to complete the wedding ceremony."

"……Stop it."

Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun looked at each other for a moment, then sat back in their seats discouraged: "You just rely on the fact that I like you... Forget it, just listen to you."

"Where do you listen to me?" Ji Zhaoyun looked away, and asked in a low voice, "You Phoenix clan, don't you all value these things very much, are you like this...Aren't you afraid of being punished by the clan rules?"

Feng Qi was stunned on the spot: "Punishment according to the family rules? Who told you this?"

"It's you—" Ji Chaoyun paused, then whispered, "Feng Xiao said it."

"..."

Ji Chaoyun said: "Feng Xiao said that the Fenghuang clan attaches great importance to etiquette. According to the Fenghuang clan's rules, intimacy is not allowed before marriage, otherwise they will be severely punished."

"........."

"That bastard... Cough, no, I mean..." Feng Qi gritted his teeth, trying to keep his voice steady, "The Feng Clan doesn't have such rules, he lied to you."

"what?"

Feng Qi pressed the center of his eyebrows helplessly, feeling very headache: "Why don't you think about it, Feng Xiao is a god and the ancestor of the Phoenix clan, who dares to use the clan rules to punish him?"

Ji Chaoyun was dubious: "But he clearly said..."

"There is really no such rule. If you don't believe me, you can write to my brother and ask."

Ji Chaoyun: "Then...then why did he lie to me?"

Feng Qi stared at that handsome and beautiful face, as if he could see Ji Chaoyun 300 years ago through that face.

Xiaolong, who has just grown up, is sincere and soft, not deeply involved in the world, and believes everything he says.

It's as pure as a piece of flawless white jade, making people want to hold it in the palm of their hand, but how can they be willing to touch him.

After a long silence, Feng Qi covered his face and said sourly: "Stop asking, if you keep asking, I want to fight Feng Xiao even more."

Asshole Feng Xiao.

The fairy chariot soon arrived at Hongmeng Academy.

Standing in front of the stone tablet of Hongmeng Academy, Ji Chaoyun looked at the glazed golden dome hidden in the clouds for a long time, feeling as if he had been separated from another world.

In fact, they only left the academy for more than two months, but their mood is completely different now.

A gust of cold wind blew in front of the mountain gate, Ji Zhaoyun shrank in fear of the cold, and was about to gather up his clothes, but was completely wrapped in a plush cloak from behind.

Ji Chaoyun was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to meet Feng Qi's gaze.

Feng Qizai wrapped the cloak carefully, put on the hood, and took the man into his arms: "Let's go, Huiwen Qufeng won't be cold anymore."

This cloak has just been baked in the fairy chariot for a long time, and it is so warm that not even a trace of cold wind can penetrate it.

"what happened?"

"No, nothing... let's go."

The two stepped onto the ten-thousand-level long steps in front of Hongmeng Academy, Feng Qi hugged Ji Chaoyun tightly all the time, and didn't let go.

Ji Zhaoyun moved uncomfortably: "Let me go..."

"Aren't you cold? I won't be cold if I hold you tighter."

"But if you go higher, you will be seen."

"Let them see it, I can't wait for the whole world to see it. Save someone from coveting you, a seductress."

"...what did you call me?"

"Cough, no, you heard wrong."

But Feng Qi can no longer cling to Ji Chaoyun.As soon as the two of them set foot on the square in front of the mountain, a deacon disciple immediately came forward to greet them, saying that several immortals had been waiting in the meeting hall for a long time, and asked Feng Qi to meet them immediately when he came back.

Feng Qi was so unhappy in his heart that he insisted on sending Ji Chaoyun to the teleportation place at Disciple Peak, and when he saw him step into the teleportation circle at Wenqu Peak, he reluctantly followed the deacon disciple away.

Ji Chaoyun passed through the teleportation circle and arrived at Wenqu Peak.

After a few months away, the scenery on Wenqu Peak is still the same, and the warm wind blows slowly, quickly blowing away the chill on Ji Zhaoyun's body.

He took off his cloak and held it in his arms, and walked slowly into the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest that he cut down before has been replanted by Feng Qi, and there is no trace of damage.Passing through the bamboo forest, they arrived at the courtyard where the two lived.

The sound of footsteps caused a pool of koi to scatter in all directions. Ji Zhaoyun stepped onto the stone bridge and looked around the familiar courtyard.

The place is the same as when they left, but the pond is now full of lotus flowers, and a few koi walk among the lotus leaves, poking their heads out curiously.

"Long time no see." Ji Zhaoyun grabbed a handful of fish food and sprinkled it into the water. The koi scrambled for food, causing water to splash everywhere.

Ji Chaoyun played with the koi for a while, but still did not see Feng Qi coming back, so he had to go back to the house to sort out the homework that had been left for so long.

Hongmeng Academy allows students to practice in the lower realms, but the Taoist classics that should be read cannot be left behind.If you fail the Taoist scripture test when classes resume, the punishment will not be less.

Fortunately, Ji Chaoyun has always worked hard, and he has already proficiently memorized those Taoist scriptures.

He took out a scripture that needed to be reviewed, sat down on the bamboo couch in the courtyard, and began to read it.

Taoist scriptures have always been Ji Chaoyun's specialty, and reciting scriptures can almost be remembered with a photographic memory, and it doesn't take much effort at all.But today he was absent-minded, and after reading a few sentences, he couldn't help but look up and look outside the door. After half an hour passed, he didn't memorize a single page, and he was even a little sleepy.

"Why haven't you come back..." Ji Chaoyun yawned and muttered something softly.

It's not a big deal for the immortals to find Feng Qi, but they are still a little worried, and they want to inquire about the cause of the death of Third Prince Long.

Feng Qi's attitude was very sincere, and he repeated the "truth" that he had said countless times, which he almost believed.

When he was finally freed, almost two hours had passed.

Feng Qi has never been so anxious as today, if it wasn't for Hongmeng Academy not allowing Yukong to walk, he even wished to fly back on the spot.

With the wind under his feet, he quickly passed through the front mountain square of Hongmeng Academy, past disciples in twos and threes, and quickly returned to Wenqu Peak.

The bamboo leaves were rolled up by his figure walking quickly, and scattered on the ground one after another.Feng Qi stopped in front of the open door of the courtyard, straightened the clothes and hair accessories that were scattered due to walking quickly, and pushed open the door silently.

Ji Chaoyun was already asleep.

He folded his clothes and reclined on the bamboo couch, holding an open scripture scroll in front of his chest, his hair was slightly scattered on his forehead, and he was sleeping soundly with his head tilted.He didn't wear shoes, his legs were hanging in the lotus pond, his whole body was soft and quiet.

Feng Qi could almost imagine how he was sitting on the bamboo couch, fiddling with the pool water with his naked toes, reading a book while being bored, waiting for him to come back.

He is waiting for his return.

He sat on the bamboo couch facing the gate of the courtyard, making sure that he could see Feng Qi coming back as soon as possible.

This idea quietly rose in Feng Qi's heart, from the heart to the limbs seemed to be filled to the brim, even the fragrance of lotus and bamboo leaves in the air was sweet and greasy.

From yesterday to today, he still has no sense of reality.

It was as if I had suddenly obtained a treasure that I had been longing for for a long time, cherished, delighted, but somewhat unbelievable.

He really accepted himself?

Is he really willing to come out of the past?

Feng Qi silently walked to the side of the bamboo couch, staring at Ji Chaoyun's peaceful sleeping face.

He seemed to be in a good dream, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, like a kitten basking in the sun in the afternoon.

Feng Qi lowered his head and kissed the other party's slightly parted lips.

The kiss was soft and lingering, Ji Zhaoyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

"..." He hadn't woken up from his sleep, his eyes were half closed, but when he felt the familiar breath, he obediently opened his mouth to meet it.

After a brief kiss, Ji Chaoyun rubbed his eyes: "...you are back."

"En." Feng Qi sat down beside him, his voice slightly hoarse, "I'm back."

"Why did it take so long?"

"Many things happened in the past two months, and I was asked a few more questions."

"Ask Jun Jue?"

"Yes." Feng Qi lifted his feet that were in the water, put them on his lap and wiped them dry carefully with the hem of his clothes, "It's okay, I've already taken care of it."

"That's good."

It can be seen that Ji Chaoyun is not particularly sober yet, he looked at Feng Qi's movements with a blank expression, and did not respond for a while.

Feng Qi turned around and saw his appearance, and burst out laughing.

"Still so sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Ji Chaoyun rubbed his face, closed his eyes and said, "A little dizzy."

Feng Qi glanced at the bright sunshine above his head: "The sun is the strongest in the afternoon, can you sleep here without getting dizzy?"

"..."

Ji Chaoyun pushed Feng Qi away and sat up top-heavy.But before she could stand up, Feng Qi suddenly bent down and picked her up.

Ji Zhaoyun was half awake in an instant: "What are you doing?"

Feng Qi smiled lightly: "Take you back to your room sober."

"...my room is over there."

Just as Feng Qi was about to enter the house, he paused and lowered his head.The eyes of the two met silently in the air, Feng Qi sighed, as if compromising something, turned his footsteps and entered Ji Chaoyun's room.

He put Ji Chaoyun on the bed, and then lay down on it himself.

Ji Zhaoyun is not as concerned about food and clothing as Feng Qi, the bed is not soft enough and not big enough, it is very reluctant to lie down two grown men.

Ji Chaoyun backed in, and was about to speak, Feng Qi suddenly said: "Uncle just diagnosed my pulse, tomorrow I have to start retreat."

Ji Zhaoyun froze: "Retreat... how long?"

"If it goes well, it will only take about ten days. If it doesn't go well..." Feng Qi lowered his eyes and said softly, "I may not be able to participate in the Tianbang Competition."

Ji Zhaoyun did not answer for a long time.

After a while, he sighed softly: "It seems that I really have to work harder."

"Ok?"

Ji Chaoyun said: "If you can't participate in the Tianbang Competition, I have to guard the Dengyun Tower for you."

Feng Qi never thought that he would think like this: "Chaoyun..."

"It's okay, you go." Ji Chaoyun stood up and said seriously, "I won't let Dengyun Tower fall into other people's hands, don't worry."

Those eyes were bright and clear, Feng Qi's heart twitched slightly when he saw them, he lowered his head and pressed the person down to kiss him hard.

The breathing of the two gradually became hot, Feng Qi paused slightly, and asked with a smile: "Didn't you say that intimacy is not feasible, why don't you refuse now?"

"..."

"Actually, you like it." Feng Qi looked at Ji Chaoyun condescendingly, and said softly, "You like me to hug you, and you like me to kiss you, right?"

Ji Zhaoyun was short of breath, his cheeks were hot, and he couldn't speak.

Feng Qi didn't urge him, and continued to ask softly while kissing him: "Tell me, do you like it?"

Ji Chaoyun was so dazed by him that he could hardly think.

After a long time, he replied in a low voice: "...I like it."

The instinctive desire to be close, they are the same.

Feng Qi's eyes darkened, he straightened up a little, staring at Ji Chaoyun.

"I suddenly began to hope that the Feng Clan really had that kind of discipline, at least to restrain me." Feng Qi's voice was hoarse, as if he was trying to suppress something, "...Although the effect is probably not great."

"You can't now..."

"Yes, I can't." Feng Qi leaned on Ji Chaoyun and smiled bitterly, "You know, before leaving the meeting hall, my uncle told me not to do anything else, lest my mood be unstable and affect my practice. I can go to his Bar……"

"..."

Ji Zhaoyun shrank back calmly, trying his best to let himself ignore the increasingly scorching heat between the two.

"..." Feng Qi froze for a moment, covering his face, "I'm sorry, I...I'm going to take a shower behind the house..."

"...You go quickly." Ji Chaoyun almost hid himself in the deepest part, he lowered his eyes unnaturally, bit his lips tightly, and his earlobes were already blushing.

Feng Qi seemed to realize something: "You..."

Ji Zhaoyun didn't dare to look up, his neck was red: "Why don't you go!"

A smile appeared in Feng Qi's eyes, and he pulled back the person who was about to stick to the wall back into his arms: "If I leave, what will you do?"

"...No, I don't have to—!"

Ji Zhaoyun's breathing was stagnant, and his whole body froze.

In the past, Feng Qi also helped him like this.But at that time, he was caught in a fever period, his consciousness was unclear, and he didn't have much memory.

For the first time, he faced these soberly.

"Feng, Feng Qi!" Ji Chaoyun was so nervous that his lips and teeth were trembling, and his voice was trembling uncomfortably, "You are going to retreat tomorrow, and you still—"

"rest assured."

Feng Qi stroked his hair reassuringly, with a hoarse and gentle voice: "I'll just help you, nothing else."

The author has something to say:

Here's the thing, 300 years ago—

Xiaolong: I want to sleep with you ovo

Fengxiao os: I am tens of thousands of years old, and he is two hundred years old. I'd better be a human being.

Feng Xiao: The Feng family does not allow intimacy before marriage.

Xiaolong: ... oh qaq

Feng Qi: Idiot Feng Xiao came out to fight!

Feng Xiao: ...