Master Xiao thinks about those years

The main hall, West Fantasy Palace.

It was night, Fu Nian was sitting high on the gilded throne above the nine steps, and Yan Chen was standing beside him, beside his gilded throne.

In the center of the hall, there are many people with red pupils on their knees. The red pupils are a symbol of blood clan.

This is the first time Yan Chen has seen this legendary blood race.

The evil spirits buried in hell feed on human blood, always thirsting for blood and never being satisfied.

But what Yan Chen was puzzled about was that Fu Nian's pupils were as black as humans, and that the guards at Ye Xing Yuan were all human beings, such as the guards at his gate, such as the guards at Meng Huan's gate.In addition, he has lived in this Yexingyuan for so long, and he hasn't even seen a blood clan.

Yan Chen suddenly felt that Ye Xingyuan was as illusory as a fog.

After a while, the blood clansmen dispersed, and the whole hall immediately became empty, except for a guard in black standing under the hall. The guard didn't have red pupils, but from his appearance, he should be a human being.

"Zuo Xiang, you can go down too, you don't have to worry about it here." Fu Nian leaned on the throne and ordered lazily.

"Yes, lord. This subordinate will leave." Zuo Xiang, who was dressed in black, left with his head down. When he turned around, he raised his head boldly and glanced at the man in red who was standing beside Fu Nian. Yan Chen.

Tsk, this kid is so handsome.

Zuo Xiang sighed sincerely.

His glance was extremely quick.Unexpectedly, Fu Nian's intelligent eyes were like torches, he raised his eyebrows, and the next moment, a black flying blade flew towards the left side.

"What are you looking at? Get out." Fu Nian's tone was leisurely, but cold.

"Cough! Sub-subordinates take orders!"

Zuo Xiang looked at the flying blade that he was only a hair away from with his heart skipping a beat, and immediately lowered his head, turned around, and rolled out in a hurry.

Yan Chen: ...

Outside the hall, Zuo Xiang supported his chest and panted: "It's no wonder that Zhuran is not favored so much like that person, if replaced by such a beauty, the lord will probably die of drunkenness in the gentle village.

In the hall, Fu Nian watched Zuo Xiang disappear in front of his eyes, and his frowning brows were still unrelenting. He glanced at Mo Qing who was standing aside with hatred: "Next time, when I discuss matters in the main hall, you There is no need to come here."

Yan Chen didn't know why, but still nodded gently.

Is it because he is afraid that he has listened to the content of his discussion here?

Before he had time to think about it in the future, Fu Nian suddenly said, "Follow me to the side hall."

So, Yan Chen followed Fu Nian to the side hall.

Along the way, Fu Nian walked in front, his figure submerged in the night was straight and straight, Yan Chen walked behind, compared silently, and found that he was already a head shorter than Fu Nian.

Only at this moment did he truly accept that the innocent and lovely boy had grown into a tall and mature man.

However, everything he knew was about that innocent boy, and he didn't know how to get along with this mature man.

Yan Chen, you are his master.

He told himself this way, so he should get rid of his evil thoughts subtly, he should pull him back to the right path, and let the talisman escape from the abyss of sin.

The evening wind blew gently, blowing Yan Chen's soft black hair, he looked down at the gorgeous blood-colored clothes on his body, suddenly he was not so unaccustomed to it.In this life, just be a layman, teach the talismans well, and then retreat to the mountains and forests alone.

Not long after, the two entered the room.

Fu Nian's room is spacious and cold, Yan Chen looked at the all-white decoration, and felt a sense of plain mourning for a while.It almost complements the three words "Qingyan Temple" at the door.Yan Chen was puzzled, in the past... Fu Nian liked white very much?

It seems not, he has always liked black.Just like the clothes he is wearing now.

Fu Nian entered the room in a muffled voice, then sat down again in a muffled voice, glanced at the bright red Mo Qing standing aside, raised his eyebrows, but didn't say what he wanted to say.

There was a set of celadon teacups on the table. Fu Nian picked up the teapot and poured it into a small celadon cup, but after shaking his wrist three times, nothing came out.

The anger in the hall just now has not completely dissipated. Now, when he encounters such an unknown teapot, he has a tendency to have a fit. He put down the teapot with a "bang", and looked at Mo Qing with a bit of boredom: " There's no water, go and pour it."

"Huh?" Yan Chen didn't react.

Fu Nian was angry: "Well, what, I told you to pour water"

"Okay..." Yan Chenzheng was stunned for a while, and finally picked up the cup.

In fact, it's no wonder that he was stunned, in his previous life in Shangyu, he was a Qinghui real person admired by thousands of people, and it was never his turn to do things like pouring tea for others.Fu Nian and Meng Huan were his apprentices, so they would rush to do things like pouring tea for him.

It's not that Yan Chen can't accept it, after all, his status is different now, but pouring tea for Fu Nian, he still finds it weird, and he can't say what's weird, I'm afraid, he just hasn't gotten used to it yet.

He walked out with the teapot in his hand, when he came to the door, Fu Nian suddenly said: "Stop."

"What's wrong?" Yan Chen turned around in confusion.

Fu Nianyou's gaze fixed on Yan Chen, "You suddenly obey me so much... Do you...have ulterior motives?"

Yan Chen's palms trembled, he looked away, and said: "No."

"Really not?"

"Not really."

Fu Nian supported his head with his hands, and looked lazily at Yan Chen: "Then do you like me?"

Yan Chen's palms trembled violently, and even the teapot trembled along with it. He darkened his face and said: "No!" His tone was loud and full of anger.

Fu Nian saw Yan Chen's anger in his eyes, looked at his tightly pursed lips and slightly blushing face, only felt that the person in front of him was funny and cute, for a while, Fu Nian's brows and eyes frowned, and his mood improved more than half.

"Okay, then you can go." Fu Nian smiled playfully at Mo Qing.

Yan Chen clutched the teapot in his hand, turned around with a sullen face.

"stop!"

The joking voice sounded again.

"Is there anything else?" Yan Chen suppressed his anger and turned around.

"I'm hungry, you cook for me." The corners of Fu Nian's mouth rose, with a hint of a rascal in his tone.

Yan Chen squeezed the handle of the teapot tightly: "OK"

After going out, Yan Chen resisted the urge to smash the teapot, and walked away cursing Fu Nian, but after walking for a long time, he realized that he didn't know where the kitchen was at all.

This time, he had to stop.

You can't go back and ask Fu Nian, now he is upset when he sees him.

Then, find it yourself?How could he find such a huge Yexingyuan?As he was struggling, he saw a familiar black figure on the eaves in front of him.

The man had a serious face, wearing a black corset, standing on the eaves, staring motionlessly at the bright moon in the black sky.

This person is exactly Zuo Xiang who was in the hall just now.

Yan Chen knew that this person was Fu Nian's close bodyguard, and guessed that he must know Ye Xingyuan well, so he tapped his feet lightly, and with a flick of his blood-colored clothes, he went up to the eaves.

"Left guard." Yan Chen stood behind Zuo Xiang and called out.

The robe on the left side moved with the wind, he turned around and saw Yan Chen who was standing in the moonlight in red, and subconsciously stepped back: "Uh... Mo, Mr. Mo..."

Zuo Xiang had lingering fears about Fu Nian in his heart, so his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look directly at Yan Chen.

Yan Chen didn't notice the difference, and continued: "I'm going to give the talisman...cough, to make tea for the Lord, but I don't know where the kitchen is?"

Zuo Xiang answered readily, without daring to neglect at all: "Go south, the first side hall at the corner, that's it."

"Oh, then, thanks to the left guard."

When Yan Chen got the words, he was about to jump off the roof with a teapot in his hand.But suddenly Zuo Xiang said: "Young Master Mo, what do you think of the Lord?"

Yan Chen's eyes froze slightly, he stood upright, turned his head and looked directly at Zuo Xiang: "What is the left guard referring to?"

Zuo Xiang finally met Yan Chen's eyes, he looked seriously at the red man in blood-colored clothes in front of him, and was amazed by his beautiful appearance again while searching: "Your Majesty."

Yan Chen smiled: "Not bad."

Zuo Xiang was slightly startled, Yan Chen's smile was in front of his eyes, he seemed to understand something.There are so many men who have been with the Lord, but this one is pure and sincere.

"If it's not bad, it's good. You just stay with the lord. He's actually... a very lonely person." Zuo Xiang said at the end, his speech gradually slowed down.Yan Chen looked at the searching guard in front of him, and said, "I will."

Before they finished speaking, a cold and stern voice suddenly sounded behind the two: "You two, does the moon look good?"