moonlit night

"The Holy Monarch is in seclusion. Before the retreat, he specifically asked, but no one will be seen. The envoy will just hand over the things to me. Lingxi guarantees that it will be delivered safely to the Holy Monarch."

In the snow plum forest of Juechen Peak, a young child transformed into a crane stood in the snow with his feathers on, and was whispering milk.Although he said this politely, he did not hide the intention of driving people away.But the ordinary-looking gray-clothed man standing opposite the boy was unmoved. Even though he had been rejected two or three times, he still cupped his hands and begged neither humble nor humble:

"Before coming here, His Majesty specifically instructed that such things are very important and must be handed over to the Holy Monarch. Can you please ask the emissary to lead the way? Please rest assured, I will leave immediately after delivering the things, and I will never stay for a moment .”

"But... the Holy Monarch also ordered it," Lingxi scratched his head, obviously feeling very embarrassed by the other party's difficulty, "The Holy Monarch said that he would retreat and see no outsiders. Even if you beg me, I can't help it."

"Oh, the sage is not in retreat, so don't listen to Lingxi's nonsense." The little plum spirit on the tree, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, threw a few snow plums on Lingxi one after another, laughing until the tree trembled slightly, "The crane spirit is ashamed." Shame, you're still lying at such an age, shame on you."

"That's enough! Shut up, little guy with your elbows turned outward!" Lingxi yelled back viciously, then turned his head and glanced at the man in gray, and said angrily: "Take your things and follow me, but, I But there is no guarantee that Shengjun will meet you. Since he returned to the peak, he has been in a bad mood. You see, even the snow that has fallen on the nearby peak is much heavier than usual."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards Meiwu bouncingly, and hooked his hands back by the way, as if to ask the man to follow, the latter thanked him, and hurriedly followed.

Lingxi was right, the snow in the mountains today was indeed abnormally heavy, and the white snow in the shape of wind fluttered down between the sky and the earth, boundless and endless, and soon dyed the man's gray clothes into pure white.Being in a world of ice and snow, the road is naturally quite difficult to walk, but it didn't affect the man. He even had time to look at the endless plum forest while walking, as if he wanted to see what the legendary Juechen Snow Peak was. What does it look like.

However, this move was discovered by Lingxi, who was walking in front, and he immediately reminded: "The envoy had better not look around, and don't disturb the little guys who are hibernating on the tree. The Holy King will not tolerate others to act recklessly on Juechen Peak." , if those little guys were woken up and ran to the Holy Monarch to sue you, you might not be killed in Juechen Peak today."

The man didn't speak, but his eyes obediently stopped looking at the Merlin on the side, and only focused on the direction ahead.As the snow-covered roof of Meiwu gradually appeared in front of him, Lingxi could feel the man behind him getting quieter, and he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, thinking that this man should be easy to dismiss, and he must be quickly dispatched later. It would be better to go down the mountain, so as not to make Shengjun angry, and never reject Chenfeng again, just leave myself and a group of ignorant plum spirits as companions.

After the rule knocked on the door three times, the crane boy took a step back respectfully, and said respectfully: "Sage, I am Lingxi. Xiao... His Majesty from the imperial capital sent someone to deliver something, and he said that he must hand it over to me." You, do you want to see him? Or, let the messenger give the things to me first, and I will give them to you?"

Lingxi originally wanted to call him "Xiao Ziyuan" as he used to do in the past, but when he thought that the person sent by Xiao Feiyuan was by his side, it was really hard not to give him face, so he awkwardly addressed him as "Your Majesty" .However, these words were left in the air for a long time, but no one responded in Meiwu. Lingxi felt so strange, so he repeated the words again, but still no one responded.

"Hey, where is Shengjun?" Lingxi said to himself, "It stands to reason that Shengjun is not in retreat, so he should be able to hear the sound outside. I'd better go in and see if something happened."

So Xiaotong Crane stepped forward bravely, and quietly pushed the door open a small crack, seeing that there was no one there, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.But the paleness only stayed on the face for a moment, and he was forcibly pressed down by Lingxi. He turned around, bowed to the man behind him, and comforted him: "The envoy is calm, don't be impatient, the sage may be bored in the house." , went to another place, Lingxi is going to look for Shengjun now. Please wait here for a while, please don't walk around."

"The emissary, go slowly," the man in gray also bowed politely, "I'll just wait here."

Having said that, as soon as Lingxi walked away in a hurry, he opened the closed dock door in front of him and walked in.

The man thought that when he entered, he would only see the same quiet room as before, but he was greeted first by a familiar bird song.

"Gujiu~"

Sensing the master's breath, the gray bird was obviously very excited, and began to jump up and down among the plum branches in the vase on the table.The gray-clothed man tilted his head, as if he was a little puzzled why the bird raised by the Demon Palace would appear in Yue Qingchen's room, until he saw the bandage marks on the gray bird's legs, and recalled that he was leaving the Demon Palace. In front of the palace, Gray Finch was sent to send a letter to Ling Jueding of Kunwu Mountain, and then he suddenly realized, and made a thread of the cause and effect of this matter in his mind.

He originally intended to send that letter to Ye Zhiqiu, but perhaps it was unlucky to catch up with Ye Zhiqiu not in the mountain.The gray bird turned around and couldn't find Ye Zhiqiu, but because the duty had not been completed, he lingered and refused to leave. Then he was discovered and injured by the Kunwu disciples patrolling the mountain.In the end, it was presented to Mr. Wangshu, the only one among the three sages who was just in the mountains.

And that letter naturally fell into Yue Qingchen's hands.

Sure enough, God loves to joke with people. Anyone who saw the letter would like to see it, but no one saw it, but it was seen by the person who least wanted to see it.

The gray-clothed man's heart sank, and he stretched out his finger, bent down to smooth the bird's fur, and found that the bird's fur was smooth and smooth, and it was obviously well taken care of, so he had an idea in his mind, guessing that the man would After reading the letter, maybe he wasn't angry with himself.

It's best not to be angry, but if you are angry, you really have to coax her.

He withdrew his finger, turned around and walked out the door.After closing the dock door again, the man turned straight to the living room next door that had been unoccupied for a long time without even thinking about it.

When he was young, he used to live next to the person he liked every day, separated by only a wall every night, but the distance between his hearts seemed to be separated by the most insurmountable gap in the world.

But it's different now.

The door of the living room was tightly closed, and the snow outside the door was still thick, without even the shallowest footprints, as if it hadn't been opened recently.But Jun Changye had a hunch that the person he was thinking of must be there at this moment.

Before pushing the door open, he thought to himself, if Master saw him, what would be the first thing he would say?

"You're hurt again"?Or "Is everything over?", "What's going on with this gauntlet" and the like?

Anyway, it will definitely not be the same as myself, and say the last sentence frankly: "I miss you so much."

The door of the room opened quietly, as if someone walked in lightly.

The sage in white was still in the dust, standing in front of the window with his hands up and down, with a corner of the letter paper full of handwriting faintly showing between his hands.Before the door behind him was opened, he did not know how long he had been admiring the budding snow-red plums on the branches near the window. Move an inch.

"Wang Shu Jun, Your Majesty sent you something here." The visitor spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people by the window enjoying the scenery, or as if he was worried about breaking a dream that would shatter if touched , "He said, this kind of thing is very precious, if it is small, you can't give it to others, and you must hand it to you."

Yue Qingchen remained motionless, as if she didn't hear anyone coming in at all.For a moment, the room was so quiet that even a needle dropped on the ground could be clearly heard, and because of this, the subsequent footsteps from far to near were set off very clearly.

Someone hugged him from behind.

Suddenly a magpie flew out of the window and jumped onto the plum tree with its head held high.The red plums that had been waiting for a long time began to bloom on the branches, but at that moment, they were all urged to bloom by the sudden rise in temperature in Juechen Peak.

As soon as the clouds disappeared and the snow was gone, warmth and waves arose in his heart in an instant.

"What precious things?" Yue Qingchen finally let go of the hands that had been folded behind her back for a long time, and slowly moved to the hands that were clasped around her waist by the other party.He tilted his head slightly, and asked softly, "Can it compare to you?"

"You knew it was me." Jun Changye lowered his head, buried his face in Yue Qingchen's shoulder and neck, and rubbed against the cold and fragrant hair. He took a deep breath, then turned his head to look at him, and asked: "How do you know it was me?"

"I set up a restriction outside," Yue Qingchen smiled faintly, "No one else can enter your room."

"Shengjun is so powerful," Jun Changye hugged him horizontally, without looking at the situation of the field, whether it would affect his performance, and directly pressed against the side desk.He wanted to imitate Yue Qingchen's faint smile, but the corners of his lips became more and more curved. Finally, he couldn't help it, and simply raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Just now you said that I am precious, I am so happy. Then , now everything that should be done is almost done, can I come and kiss you?"

When he said this, his lips almost brushed Yue Qingchen's ears, burning a large area where he passed, and soon it was astonishingly hot.Yue Qingchen trembled a few times, but he didn't hide or dodge, he just whispered in his ear: "itch."

Jun Changye didn't know if he didn't hear clearly, or if he heard clearly, but he wanted to tease him, so he quickly posted over and asked, "What?"

"I said," Yue Qingchen lowered his voice, as if he was asking himself and answering, "Didn't you come here and still ask me? Could it be that if I say no, you can hold back?"

I don't know which nerve of Jun Changye was touched by these words, before the words fell, Yue Qingchen was picked up again, and sent directly to the narrow couch in the living room that was only separated from Meiwu by a wall, followed by, It was a lingering deep kiss as violent as a storm.

The more you read, the more you kiss, and the more you kiss, the more intense you will be.Both of them knew that after the tragic farewell at Heifengya, each other must have been in trouble, and now they finally meet again, and they have already guessed about each other's fate, so naturally they don't bother to ask about their respective experiences, they just want to help each other first This moment of emotion is presumptuous.But if you really want to be presumptuous, how can a few kisses be enough?

However, what Ning Yuanmei said in Beihai and Xizhou always lingers in his heart, and Jun Changye almost recites it as a spiritual formula.Jun Changye remembered what he had promised her, so no matter what, for the sake of Master, he would never break the contract.

Until the master is completely cured, and I can completely get rid of this demon body.

"Hey, why did I search Juechen Peak all over and couldn't find it? Where did the Holy King go? Why hasn't he returned to Meiwu?" Suddenly, a voice came from the other side of the wall and fell into the wall. In the ears of the two of them, it was so clear that it seemed to be right next to their ears, "Hey, sparrow spirit, sparrow spirit! Did you see the man outside the door just now? Where did he go? Did you leave anything behind?"

Jun Changye hadn't recovered from the confusion and fascination just now, his heart thumped before his mind, as if hinting to him that some secret he had forgotten for a long time was about to be revealed to the world.

"It turns out that in this room of yours, you can hear the voices in my room so clearly." The man in his arms gently tugged at his long hair scattered on the pillow, his tone seemed to be joking, but the love in his eyes was like a sunrise The morning dew hanging on the tip of the leaf quickly disappeared without a trace, "Long Ye, let me explain."