Vendetta

It's not difficult to find Yan Zhu, just look for it in the inns in Wuzhou city. Yan Zhu usually chooses the relatively quiet inn first, and then chooses the most expensive one among these quiet inns.

Fuling carried Gu Hunyu on his back, flying all the way to the eaves and walls, jumping on the roofs of other inns in broad daylight, touching one by one from the window, his light kung fu has been practiced to a high level now, his figure is brisk and agile, but he won't attract attention.

Finding the second inn, the window of the third room on the second floor was open, Fu Ling casually glanced into the window, and when he saw the people in the room clearly, he made a sharp turn and almost threw the cheap apprentice on his back.

The two sat down by the window, and Gu Hunyu asked in a low voice: "Isn't this person too careless? He dares to fall asleep with the window open, and he's not afraid of someone rushing in suddenly..."

"Hush!" Fu Ling stretched out her index finger to her mouth, signaling Gu Hunyu not to speak. He sat by the window, took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and looked at the people in the room.

Yan Zhu was sitting at the table, propping his head on one hand, his eyes like lacquer spots were covered by his eyelids, he closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, breathing steadily, he should be very tired to fall asleep sitting like this.

Even when he was asleep, his sitting posture was still upright, and his demeanor remained unchanged.

There was a painting by Yan Zhu's hand, which showed a beautiful woman dressed in black with a smile on her brow.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table was carefully placed in a small porcelain plate, and the air was filled with a sweet aroma.

Yan Zhu is by no means a careless person, he opened the window just to wait for the person who always loves to open the window.

Fu Ling stared at Yan Zhu for a long time, his expression struggled, after hesitating, he closed his eyes helplessly, and made up his mind not to look at the people in the room again: "Let's go."

"Going away now?" Gu Hunyu was puzzled, he asked in a low voice: "Don't you want to see him? Why did you leave after just one glance?"

"I want to see him, but it's not the time yet. I haven't finished what I have to do. I..."

"Isn't it easy to see him? Go!"

After Gu Hunyu finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed out a palm behind Fuling's back.

Gu Hunyu originally had a foundation in martial arts, and these days he practiced basic skills and internal strength with Fu Ling. At this time, when he pushed with all his strength, Fu Ling was completely unprepared, and fell into the room unexpectedly.

"Little brat, give me..."

This palm push was really precise, not too much and not too little. It was a coincidence that Fuling just landed in Yan Zhu's arms.

Fu Ling thought to herself, I have worked so hard to teach you martial arts and internal strength, but you are pushing your master behind his mother's back.

The window closed with a "bang", and Gu Hunyu slipped away knowingly.

Yan Zhu opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the person in his arms in disbelief: "Fu Ling?"

"It's me," Fu Ling laughed dryly, he was sitting on Yan Zhu's lap at the moment, "Do you believe me when I say I'm passing by?"

"You're back." Yan Zhu hugged Fu Ling with one hand, and raised the other hand to touch Fu Ling's face. I don't know if it's because he just woke up, and his clear eyes that came from both sides seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

Yan Zhu lightly brushed Fu Ling's cheek with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I lost weight."

Those ink-like pupils could completely suck people in just by looking at her, Fu Ling's heart trembled, she was full of gags, but she couldn't say a word when she came to her mouth.

Fu Ling stretched her arms around Yan Zhu Yan Zhu's neck, buried her in his arms and said sullenly: "I just planned to take one look at you and leave."

Yan Zhu hugged him and asked, "Then why did you come down?"

Fu Ling said in her heart that she was pushed down by a rebellious apprentice.

Even though the facts are so, it is really inhumane to say these words directly, Fu Ling thought for a while, and said: "I see you thought I was dead, and you put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of the portrait to make an offering, so you can trick the corpse."

"Nonsense." Yan Zhu's smile gradually faded. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Have you finished your business?"

"No, I won't mention this today." Fu Ling propped herself up to look at Yan Zhu's handsome face, then slowly bent down and kissed him.

"Let's do something else."

The feelings that had been suppressed for several days found an outlet in this kiss, and rushed out desperately.

Fu Ling pulled Yan Zhu to stand up, kissed him eagerly, then pushed him back one step, and the two of them fell on the bed at the same time.

"You are trembling," Yan Zhu stopped kissing, looked at the person under him, and asked, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, I've never been afraid of anything." Fu Ling shook her head, bent her eyes and smiled, but there were tears in those bright eyes.

"You have something on your mind," Yan Zhu frowned slightly, "You haven't made it clear about the Tongtian Sect before, why did you..."

"Don't ask anything, don't say anything," Fu Ling reached out and pulled Yan Zhu down, "You just need to look at me now."

Yan Zhu had a lot of doubts in his heart, but he couldn't help that his sweetheart was right in front of him, his blue hair spread out beside the pillow, his clothes were open, and he looked at him with those watery eyes.

There is nothing easier to fall into than such a kiss, all the thoughts in the mind are thrown away, and one can only indulge in it involuntarily.

The green and black clothes were tangled together and kicked to the end of the bed.

The days of late summer are getting shorter and shorter, the orange setting sun in the sky melts into the deep night, the wooden bed in the house shakes violently, the doors and windows are closed tightly, even the window lattices vibrate lightly, and there are occasional muffled groans.

After enduring the discomfort at the beginning, Fu Ling was leaning on the pillow with half-closed eyes at first, but she suddenly turned her head and opened her eyes to look at Yan Zhu.

Yan Zhu stopped, kissed his forehead, and asked gently: "What's wrong?"

Without any warning, a crystal teardrop fell from the corner of Fu Ling's eye, he just looked at Yan Zhu like this, and suddenly started to cry silently.

The tears were silent, but hurt Yan Zhu's heart at once. He reached out to wipe away the tears for Fu Ling, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Fu Ling shook her head and reached out to hug him.

The cloud shadow outside the window disturbs the galaxy, and the blue hair inside the window sleeps together in the wind and moon.

In the deep night, Yan Zhu asked someone to bring in a large bucket of hot water, picked up the person who was already asleep on the bed, and gently put him into the water. After a moment of meditation, he turned around and found a small porcelain bottle, and put the powder in it. Pour it all into the water. Once in the water, the fragrance of crabapple flowers will spread out and surround the people in the water.

From then on, no matter when and where, Yan Zhu could smell the fragrance of crabapple flowers on Fu Ling.

Then Yan Zhu himself went into the barrel and hugged him.

Fu Ling felt the heat, he slowly opened his eyes, the room was lit with candles, and he saw Yan Zhu was close at hand, looking at him tenderly.

Yan Zhu brushed away the water-stained hair from his forehead, wrapped it behind his ears, and asked softly, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Yes." Fu Ling took his hand and rubbed it against his face, "You liar, you are not gentle at all. I was surrounded and killed and I survived. I almost fell on your bed today."

Yan Zhu was stunned, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I was careless, I haven't done it before..."

"Nor have I." Fu Ling kissed him on the cheek and said with a smile, "So I forgive you."

Yan Zhu also smiled, the two of them leaned on the wooden barrel, the window was open for ventilation, and they could see the night sky outside, the moonlight leaped into the wooden barrel, the water surface shimmered slightly, Fu Ling's skin with some red marks was as white as jade, Immersed in the warm water mixed with moonlight, a jade pendant and a longevity lock are hung on the slender neck.

After calming down at this moment, Yan Zhu asked: "Are you still going to Tongtianjiao?"

Fu Ling said: "Yes."

Yan Zhu frowned and said, "Why?"

Fu Ling raised her head, looked at the full moon like a jade plate outside the window, and after a while he replied, "No reason."

Yan Zhu turned over, pressed him against the edge of the barrel, and asked, "Fu Ling, what exactly do you want?"

Fu Ling lowered her eyes and stared at the water surface without speaking.

"Whatever you want, I will do my best to help you. Whatever you want, as long as I have it, I will give it to you. If I don't have it, I will dig three feet and find it for you," Yan Zhu's tone softened. , Said: "You don't want to go, okay? Don't go to Tongtianjiao, can you?"

"Can I have anything I want?"

Yan Zhu nodded: "Anything is fine."

What does Poria want?He wants Yan Zhu to give up the throne, wants Yan Zhu to stop caring about the world, and throw away all the country and reputation. From now on, he will be a ranger with him, travel around, be at ease, and don't need to care about other people's gossip.

At this moment, Yan Zhu's expression was firm and persistent, Fu Ling knew that he was serious, no matter what he said at this moment, he would not refuse.

But Poria couldn't open her mouth.

After a long silence, Fu Ling said softly after the water in the barrel cooled down, "I don't want anything."

Yan Zhu looked at him fixedly.

"I just want you to always remember today, always remember me." Fu Ling approached, kissed Yan Zhu delicately, and said slowly: "Other than that, I don't want anything else."

The water in the barrel was cold, Yan Zhu got up, picked up Fuling with a clean cloth, put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and was about to lie down beside him, Fuling suddenly said: "I'm a little Thirsty."

"Lie down, I'll get you a glass of water." After speaking, Yan Zhu turned around and went to the table to get a kettle.

Fu Ling was lying on the bed, taking advantage of Yan Zhu's back, she reached out her hand secretly, touched the robe at the end of the bed, and took out a small paper bag from it.

There were several pills in the small paper bag, Fu Ling took out one and hid it in her hand, took the water handed over by Yan Zhu, drank half of it, Fu Ling stopped suddenly, and said: "Don't look at me, I'm going to hiccup. "

Yan Zhu smiled: "It's okay."

Fu Ling pouted: "It's okay, I have a very thin skin."

First of all, Fu Ling has a thin skin, which is simply a fantasy, and I have seen everything just now, so what is there to be ashamed of?

But Yan Zhu followed him and turned his head.

Fu Ling quietly put the pill into the water, and once the pill entered the water, it disappeared quickly.

"Forget it, I can't type anymore," Fu Ling handed the cup to Yan Zhu, and said, "Drink it quickly and go to bed, don't waste it."

Yan Zhu didn't doubt that he was there, drank the rest of the water, and lay down.

The pill has no side effects, it just makes people sleep longer and longer, and the sound of steady breathing soon came from Fu Ling's side.

He propped his head up and used the moonlight to wipe Yan Zhu's sleeping face. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't hold on anymore, so he also lay down. He was indeed tired today, and his body was still a little sore.

Yan Zhu was already sound asleep, but subconsciously stretched out her hand and hugged him into her arms.

Fu Ling buried her face in his neck and closed her eyes.

The full moon outside the window was still hanging high, as if nothing could block its light.

When the sun is midday, there will be dizziness, and when the moon is full, there will be eclipse. (Note)

At this time, it is round, at that time it is short, and the moon is full for only a moment.

A night without dreams.

The author has something to say: the sun is in the middle of the night, and the moon is full and the moon is eclipsed. ——"Book of Changes"

After a while, I will post tomorrow's update together. Everyone, please save the sugar here, and I'm going to start!