Master told me to cultivate demons, what should I do?

"En!" Qing Qi propped himself up, he just felt that someone was holding his back, and turned his head to look at Qing Jue with half-closed eyes.

Qing Jue stretched out his hand and pressed him back to the place where he was sleeping just now, and pulled the quilt that Qing Jue had lifted to cover him again.

After finishing, Qing Jue yawned lazily, and his voice became lower and lower: "Go to sleep, I have to wake up tomorrow morning to let the disciples clean up Qing Xuanzong."

Qing Qi heard Qing Jue's breathing getting heavier and heavier, Qing Jue must have fallen asleep, but he couldn't sleep!Now all around him is the pure breath, making it even more difficult for him to fall asleep.

This, the person he has admired for a hundred years, how could he be able to sleep in the same bed with him now!

Qing Qi moved his body to Qing Jue's side, Qing Jue's breath became heavier, lying on his side, looking at Qing Jue's side face with the moonlight coming in from outside.

In fact, what he wants to know the most is that sachet, he just returned a clean sachet.No matter how you look at it, the sachet belongs to a woman, and the embroidery on it must have been embroidered stitch by stitch by a woman.

The cassia flower in the sachet had dried up for a long time, but Qing Jue never threw it away, and even wanted to find it after losing it.

Must be someone very important.Thinking of this, Qingqi felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

"When will you find out?" Knowing that I have nothing to do with Ye Zhiying, knowing what happened that night.

……

The next day, Qing Qi slept very late last night and didn't wake up until Si Shi. After he woke up, Qing Jue had already left for some time, so he got dressed and planned to see what was not fixed.

"I feel so sore." Qing Qi stretched out his hand and rubbed his sore shoulders. He didn't know why he felt inexplicably sore today.

"Isn't Loulou here?" A soft and sweet voice came from under Qingqi's body to his ears.

Qingqi put his hand down, and saw Jun Yanxi standing in front of him, holding a crystal ball, and replied: "Well, he should be at the main hall, I wonder why the saint is looking for me?"

"It's nothing, but, suzerain, do you like Loulou?" Jun Yanxi tilted her head, looking at Qingqi with a clear face.

The corner of Qingqi's mouth twitched, and when he heard Jun Yanxi's question, he was a little nervous. If he remembered correctly, the person in front of him had been with Qingjue for a hundred years.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jun Yanxi said to himself: "Loulou is fine, do you want to know who is the person Loulou has been thinking about?"

"..." Qingqi was silent, of course he wanted to know, but who could be sure what Jun Yanxi would do.

"Xiao Xi knows! As long as you accompany Xiao Xi down the mountain to buy delicious food, Xiao Xi will tell you." Jun Yanxi stepped forward, reached out to hold Qing Qi's hand.

"Why do you want me to accompany you? Can't you go by yourself? Or find someone else." Qing Qi was dragged away by Jun Yanxi, looking at Jun Yanxi's back, wondering.

"Because Lou Lou won't let Xiao Xi run around, if someone else takes me, Lou Lou will definitely scold us, so finding you is the best choice."

Qing Qi felt a little helpless about what Jun Yanxi said, and sure enough, he was really a child.

At the foot of the mountain, Qingqi hasn't been down the mountain for a hundred years, and he doesn't know the delicious food there. He was dragged away by Jun Yanxi the whole time. He only needs to eat the same food as Jun Yanxi, and then pay for it. up.

After Jun Yanxi took Qingqi to buy candied haws, he went to a pastry shop for a stroll.

Qing Qi leaned lightly to the side, watching Jun Yanxi choose the pastries that she thought were good-looking and delicious, and glanced at a pastry out of the corner of her eye.

"This is..." Qing Qi was slightly stunned, walked to the place where the pastry was placed, and reached out to pick up a piece of yellow petal-shaped pastry.

This... seems to be the pastry that Qing Jue would bring him every time he went down the mountain.

"Osmanthus cake? You really like Loulou, otherwise, how do you know that Loulou likes to eat osmanthus cake? Take some back to Loulou." Jun Yanxi reached out for a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and then connected with the pastry she took just now, Let the store pack it together.

After buying pastries, they started walking back to Qing Xuanzong.

"Are you sure you need to walk? The stairs of Emperor Xuanzong of Qing Dynasty are very high." Qing Qi held the pastry he bought just now in one hand, and led Jun Yanxi in the other.

Jun Yanxi took a bite of the candied haws in his hand, and after swallowing, he said: "It's only natural, otherwise, when will I tell you the person Lou Lou cares about?"

When Qing Qi heard Jun Yanxi talking about the person he cared about, he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart: "Tell me and listen."

"The people Loulou cares about are actually his senior brothers, those who together with him set up Qing Xuanzong." Having said that, Jun Yanxi took another bite of the candied haws.

He continued: "Actually, it's okay! The sachet on Lou Lou's body was given to him by his senior sister. According to Lou Lou, his senior sister gave each of their four junior brothers one in different styles."

"He likes his senior sister." Hearing Jun Yanxi talking about the so-called senior sister, Qingqi concluded the matter.

"No way... Senior Sister Loulou is married, and she is marrying their junior brother." Jun Yanxi frowned, and said again: "However, Lou Lou said that Senior Sister is very gentle. , Senior Sister is the daughter of that family.

The senior sister is very kind to him, the senior sister is always dressed in yellow, as if she is the sun.Loulou also said that the senior sister said that she believed in him the most. When he became a demon cultivator, people from other sects made irresponsible remarks.

As a result, one day he said it in front of his senior sister, and then the senior sister taught them all a lesson.At that time, the senior sister was the most prestigious female cultivator in the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Lou Lou said, you are very similar to a senior sister. When I first saw you, you were dressed as a woman. For a moment, he recognized you as a senior sister.As a result, after getting along with each other later, I found that you are not the same at all, every place is different. "After finishing what Jun Yanxi was about to say, he ate the candied haws one by one.

Jun Yanxi's words echoed repeatedly in Qingqi's mind, he is very similar to that senior sister, where is the resemblance?Is it because they are all wearing yellow clothes?

not like?It's because of my temper.

From Jun Yanxi's mouth, we can know that Qing Jue's senior sister is almost perfect, if she hadn't married, Qing Jue would have been with her long ago.

After returning to Qing Xuanzong, Jun Yanxi rubbed her limp legs with an aggrieved face, and shouted: "It's so tall! Why is Qing Xuanzong so tall?"

Hearing Jun Yanxi's words, Qing Qi actually felt that he looked a little like Qing Jue, but he also agreed with her words: "Well, you should take these things back to the room to rest first, and hide them well, so that he won't find out."

"Yeah, this one, give it to Loulou. Let's say you go down the mountain to buy it, Loulou will definitely be happy." Junyanxi put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake back into Qingqi's hand, and then left with a bounce.

Seeing Jun Yanxi bouncing up and down, he doubted whether Jun Yanxi's scream just now was true or not.Shaking his head, he took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to find Qing Jue.

However, after asking a lot, he learned that Qing Jue had already left half an hour ago, and he heard from a disciple that he should have returned to his room.

Qing Qi understood that the place where Qing Jue lives now is Han Feng's inner courtyard, right next to his room.

Qing Qi reached out and knocked on the door, but there was no movement in the room. When he opened the door, he thought there was no one in the room, but saw Qing Jue sleeping on the bed.

Putting the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand on the table, Qing Qi walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looking at Qing Jue's sleeping face, he couldn't help but move his mind slightly.

Originally just thinking about it, who knew that when he came back to his senses, he had already bent over, and his lips touched Qing Jue's.

The next second, Qingqi stood up suddenly, his mind was in chaos, he... what was he doing just now! ?

"Why don't you continue?" Qing Jue's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Qing Qi looked at him, his expression froze instantly.

Qing Jue opened his eyes, sat up, stretched out his hands and rubbed his sore neck, looked at Qing Qi with a blank face in front of him, and said with a smile: "Little Master, do you want to sleep together for a while?"

"...There's no need for that." When Qing Jue's words sounded again, Qing Qi returned to normal.

"Why not? It's not the first time."

Hearing what he said, Qing Qi couldn't help but think of what happened when Qing Jue forcibly pressed him on the bed yesterday, and coughed lightly: "Mmm..."

"I'm not talking about last night." Qing Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, and directly met Qing Qi's gaze.

"What wasn't last night?" Qing Jue's words successfully made Qing Qi faint, did they sleep together?when?Is it possible...

Qing Qi approached suddenly, with a heavy breath, and said uncertainly: "Do you still remember?"

"Otherwise? How could I forget?" Qing Jue stretched out his hand to caress Shang Qingqi's face, "I just can't figure out why it was me that night, but people said it was Ye Zhiying."

Speaking of this, Qing Jue's teeth itch a little, that guy Ye Zhiying almost became his little master's Taoist partner!As expected, he still hated Ye Zhiying very much.

Qingqi lowered her eyes: "I always thought you forgot."

"Why should I forget? I can't bear it. The person I've loved for so long is finally mine. Who would want to forget it?" Qing Jue approached and kissed the corner of Qing Qi's lips.

Qing Qi smiled: "Yes."

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