The Fairy in Fast Time

The sky is clear and clear, and the clouds are not stained. The two crescent moons are approaching each other at a speed visible to the naked eye. The light from the sun and the moon overlap and slowly fall on the altar. It suddenly flew out of the veil of horns, constantly floating among the rays of light.

At the same moment, the supreme leaders of the four countries sitting in the veils at the four corners of the altar couldn't help but put down the wine cups in their hands and squinted to look at the center of the altar.

"It's finally about to start..."

"Yeah, the moon dial appeared really late this time, in my lifetime..."

The people who were not far from the altar also stopped their movements and raised their necks to look at the altar.

"I don't know which country will be chosen for this catalog of mountains and rivers. It would be great if we were Tianyin."

"Well, in that case, the weather will be smooth for the next ten years, and you won't have to worry about anything."

……

On the altar, the scroll was gradually unfolded under the reflection of the light, engraved with the mountains and rivers of the Shenggu Continent, and presented in a picture scroll about two meters long, with a slight soft light.

The light of the sun and the moon gently lifted it up, but after seeing the catalog rotate in mid-air, it flew towards the east corner of the altar with a clear goal.

"Tsk, it looks like it's Heli this time."

"Hey……"

"We'll have to wait another ten years."

……

Sitting opposite Song Yu with a warm and frosty face, he looked at the person opposite him with cold eyes, but he was a little anxious in his heart.

Why hasn't that damn catalog come yet?

His man is in a special period, who will be responsible for what happens!

Dry!

And... There is also the Seventh Prince of Heli in front of him. For some reason, he feels that this person's behavior reveals a strong sense of disobedience.

Wen Han frowned, and said in a low voice, "What do you mean by that?"

Hearing this, Song Yu's lips twitched slightly, he raised his hand and pushed one of the cups of tea towards him, with a smile in his eyes, he said, "Drink tea."

Wen Han: "..."

The man in the silver-gray robe lifted his jaw slightly, and stared straight at Song Yu with condensed eyes.

But Song Yu was not annoyed, just smiled lowly and raised his hand to pick up another jade pot, filling a glass of wine for himself lazily.

- this child...

——It really has grown up.

The gauze tent suddenly became quiet, only the sound of Song Yu pouring wine.

"Stop drinking." Wen Han lowered his eyelashes, and his voice was inaudible.

He couldn't help but recall the dream he had earlier...

——In the dream, the eldest brother who has passed away for many years.

"Okay, don't drink if you say you don't want to drink." Song Yu put down the glass resolutely, and replied happily.

Wen Han twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at him with complicated eyes, and frowned.

And just when one person was irritable and the other was happy, the veil was suddenly lifted by the wind, and then the mountain and river catalogue, which was gathered into a scroll, flew in slowly, and after spinning around the heads of the two, it landed straight on into Song Yu's arms.

Mu Qi who was standing in the shadow was overjoyed.

Song Yu casually picked up the catalog and put it aside, as if he had expected it a long time ago.

Wen Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

[System: Alright, ending [-] has been achieved. 】

[System: ...you can find a way to sneak out. 】

Wen Han: Oh, Fuyingbu, can you open it for me again :)

[System: It is very painful to tell you that you cannot. 】

Wen Han: ...Damn it.

Song Yu supported his chin with one hand and held the teacup in the other, a bit of warmth was silently revealed in his light brown pupils.

But Wen Han, who was deep in thought, didn't notice this, he just unconsciously stroked the teacup with his hand, his expression became colder and colder.

But in my heart: desolate, how should I run away...

"Stop, who the hell!"

"Young Master of the Zhaohua Jun Family." Jun Ziqing, who covered his face with a white gauze, had a gentle voice, but the chill in his eyes was bitingly cold, and the restlessness and depression in his heart kept hitting his reason, almost driving him crazy .

- want to see him...

— want to hug him.

——Ahan.

The two guards guarding in front of the gauze tent looked at each other, one of them slowed down his tone, and said, "So it's Mr. Zhaohua, I don't know what's important for you, please let me go and report it."

Jun Ziqing's eyes were as dark as cold pools, and he looked a bit dangerous, but his thin lips hidden under the veil lightly parted, and his voice was soft and soft: "I'll come..."

"Looking for my husband."

Several guards couldn't help being taken aback.

At this moment, Jun Ziqing, who was dressed in white, moved slightly, and without waiting for the guard's reply, he started his light work and flew towards the gauze tent.

The guard jumped in his heart and immediately reached out to stop him, but Jun Ziqing's figure was treacherous and changeable, before the guard could get close, he lifted the veil and barged in.

Wen Han, who was in deep thought, was suddenly interrupted. He stared blankly at the man in white who was approaching him step by step, and was inexplicably speechless.

Jun Ziqing knelt beside Wen Han, his gestures and gestures were full of the grace and grace of a nobleman, he lowered his eyelashes and stretched out his hand to cover Wen Han's hand, and said meekly: "It's time for a cup of tea."

"Your Highness, this subordinate has neglected his duty!"

The two guards knelt on one knee to plead guilty.

"It's okay, you all step back." Song Yu raised his hands casually, then raised his eyes to look at the gentle and elegant Jun Ziqing, and said in a low voice: "Mu Qi, you step back too."

"No one is allowed to enter without being summoned by the palace."

"Yes." After Mu Qi answered, he turned around and exited the gauze tent.

The atmosphere in the gauze tent suddenly froze, making one feel very depressing.

Wen Han pulled his hand out and put it in his hand again, patted it soothingly a few times, looked at Song Yu with a cold gaze, and said: "Your Highness, I deduced the matter of choosing the master of the Mountain and River Catalog a long time ago, and I can't tell you what to do." As a result, the catalog would come looking for me at that time."

Song Yu raised her lips when she heard the words, looked at him with a smile, but didn't answer.

"I was originally from Heli, but I grew up in Tianyin after several twists and turns, so I also have a household registration in this country. Therefore, for the catalog, it cannot judge whether I belong to Heli or Tianyin."

"His Highness also knows that when the catalog cannot be judged, it will be destroyed."

"That is a killing that cannot be stopped by human power."

"And I don't want to die."

Wen Han lowered his eyes, his voice was cold, and the itchiness of another person's fingers gently scratching his palm made his heart tremble uncontrollably.

"Later, it took me some time to deduce the solution." Wen Han stabilized his mind, and directly clasped Jun Ziqing's ten fingers in his hand, so that he was not allowed to move.

Seeing this, Jun Ziqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, the gloom in his heart dissipated a little, and his anxious mood gradually calmed down.

——As long as this person is within my reach, I can see and touch it, and I have nothing to fear.

--more importantly……

——He has me in his heart.

The thin lips under the veil slowly curled up.

"Oh?" Song Yu took in all the interaction between the two of them in his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were ups and downs, making it hard to see clearly.

"The method is to lead the catalog to a royal family, and the results of the deduction show that Heli's royal family is the best." Wen Han raised his eyes to look at him, without the slightest fluctuation in his voice.

"The catalog of mountains and rivers, whichever country gets it, will have good weather and good weather in the next ten years, and the country will live in peace and prosperity."

"In this way, I think His Highness won't bother with me about my coming uninvited." The corners of Wen Han's mouth slightly raised, his dark pupils were crystal clear.

Hearing this, Song Yu shook the teacup lightly, and said in a casual tone, "Well, I don't care about these things."

"Before I failed to explain in time and disturbed His Highness, I hope His Highness will forgive you." Wen Han said with slightly closed eyes.

"It's okay." Song Yu tilted his head, looking very talkative.

"Then, if there is nothing else, let's take our leave." Wen Han wanted to get up after saying that.

But in the next second, he frowned.

In other words, why can't he get up...

Wen Han pursed his lips, feeling as if something was sucking him tightly, and his lower body could not move at all.

"What do you mean, Your Highness?" Wen Han asked gloomyly.

"In order to bring you back to Heli more conveniently." Song Yu's lips curled into a wanton smile, and he shifted his gaze to Jun Ziqing, "As for this young master..."

"Sorry, I only plan to bring one person back to Heli."

Hearing this, the smile on Jun Ziqing's face remained unchanged, he held Wen Han's hand tightly, and said softly: "I have performed Zhou Gong's ceremony with A Han, and everything I have, including me, belongs to him."

"I don't know, Your Excellency..." Jun Ziqing's eyes dimmed, "And in what capacity did you say such a thing?"

"As your brother-in-law?" Song Yu said this jokingly, making Wen Han's face as black as a pan.

what and what...

Although the original body and the seventh prince are cousins, but they haven't seen each other for so many years, how can they recognize a relative!

And what is his situation now, it feels like he has been glued to the ground.

... Fuck, is there a bug?

[System: ... Strange. 】

Wen Han: What a surprise!What a moth!

[System: Let Jun Ziqing help you up and try. 】

Hearing this, Wen Han whispered, "Ziqing, help me up."

As soon as his words fell, Song Yu took the lead and reached out to Wen Han, with a bit of urgency.

In the blink of an eye, Jun Ziqing's gaze was like a knife, his snow sleeves fluttered, and the silver needle was caught between his fingers in an instant, and he threw it at him mercilessly, with a strong killing intent.

The two of them used hundreds of moves in a short time.

The corner of Wen Han's mouth couldn't help twitching, it was like changing the rhythm of the Shura field every minute.

So how did things get to this point...

Wen Han: Is there no other way than asking Jun Ziqing to help me up? What's going on?

【system:……】

[System: So far this is indeed the case, as for what's going on...]

[System: I'm still analyzing :)]

Wen Han: Oh, okay.

With an ugly face, Wen Han tried his best to stand up again, but found that it was really useless, and then he looked at the two people who were inseparable from each other, and was shocked that Jun Ziqing's skills were so good.

But fortunately, the gauze tent is big enough, otherwise it will definitely be known to all countries.

In that case, it would be very embarrassing.