When the Broken Sleeve Travels to the Country of Women

In the third year, the trees on the mountain behind Puhua Temple became more and more luxuriant.

The ministers Lu Wanshu left behind for him were very useful, with support from Wang Jing, Lu Zhizhang and others in the court, they were not too busy, and Huang Fufeng often came here when he was free.

He ordered people to build a small courtyard in the forest. Every time he came here, he would change into a plain white bunt, tend flowers and weeds, just like ordinary people.

In the past three years, he has planted many trees, most of them are bodhi trees, and there is his favorite peach tree, but all the trees in the small courtyard are plum trees, plum blossoms are noble, which is Lu Wanshu's favorite flower.

Life in the mountains is very peaceful, and Monk Jukong has become his only true friend.

This winter, the plum blossoms bloomed very well, Huang Fufeng bought a big jar of green bamboo leaves and lived in this hut.

It's just that this wine is cool and sweet, it doesn't seem to go well with this winter, he just drank a glass, and he lost the interest in drinking.

He took a jar of wine, and then slowly stepped into the courtyard, the wine was cold in winter, but there were no people to drink and talk for a long time.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the thin plum branches were overwhelmed. With a crisp sound of breaking, they fell into the snow.

Huang Fufeng bent down to pick up the branch of red plum, but accidentally spilled the wine. The smell of wine was overflowing in the courtyard, he got up helplessly, and brushed off the snowflakes on his body, but when he looked up, there was a person standing at the gate of the courtyard early.

As before, the man was wearing an ink-colored cloak, and was smiling at him, against the snowy light, the man smiled beautifully and gently.

I miss you very much. When I saw you again, I just glanced greedily, and I was afraid that when there was more movement, everything would be like the beautiful dreams that were awakened one after another.

Huang Fufeng couldn't be sure, he could only feel helpless mixed with joy and cautious, "Is it you?"

Time seemed to stand still, but fortunately, this scene was beautiful, and the person at the door did not disappear like a dream because of his greeting.

A bohemian voice sounded, "It's him, it's him!"

Then, a red figure flashed out from behind the fence, with a smile all over his face, so beautiful and terrifying.

No longer need to be afraid that this is just a sweet dream that is easy to wake up, he ran all the way, and finally, he hugged the man tightly in his arms, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I knew you'd come back."

Shen Huagu curled his lips, and jokingly said to the man in black with complicated complexion: "Let's go!"

It's just that even though he said so, he didn't move his feet.

After a long time, Huang Fufeng finally had enough hugs, and then gave Shen Huagu a big bear hug.

After hugging and hugging, when finally entering the room, Lu Wanshu's expression was not very good-looking.

Shen Huagu's sense of smell was very keen, and he could smell the smell of wine as soon as he entered the courtyard, but when he was searching for wine all over the room, Huang Fufeng told him that the wine was spilled, and there was another fight.

It was a beautiful night.

Huang Fufeng had lost sleep for a long time, but tonight, he quickly fell asleep in Lu Wanshu's arms.

Before going to bed, he pinched his arms blue, and the pain in his hands told him that this was not a dream.

Shen Huagu complained for a long time, and Lu Wanshu finally came out of the bedroom.

"It's freezing cold, I walked in the snow for a long time, finally entered this dilapidated house, and you actually told me that there is only one room!"

Zeli immediately replied: "No one forced you to follow. It's not that you are begging for nothing, and you can't even shake it off. This is all here, and you still have the face to complain?"

A cold voice sounded immediately, "Okay, you two go down the mountain!"

As soon as this remark came out, the two of them completely lost the meaning of arguing.

Shen Huagu: "What do you say, how can you say that I am your savior, do you still have a conscience!"

Ze Li said humbly: "Can't you leave tomorrow? Brother, it's really cold today! I don't ask for a blanket in the room, just let me hide from the wind and snow here."

Lu Wanshu ruthlessly refused: "No!"

Shen Huagu has a temper, "Just leave, I don't care about it!" After saying that, he pulled his cloak and plunged into the white snow without looking back.

Zeli glanced at Shen Huagu and then at Lu Wanshu, neither leaving nor staying.

It was rare for Lu Yanshu to soften his voice and said: "I will trouble you more about the court affairs in the future."

"Brother, I didn't do it on purpose, I'm not the emperor..."

Lu Wanshu looked in the direction of the bedroom and squeezed out a smile, "Now he is so devoted to me, it's also thanks to you."

Zeli was even more guilty.

Lu Yanshu smiled tolerantly, and patted him on the shoulder, "I told you to tell him the truth, that's true, but I also said that the premise is that I can survive. The temptation of the throne is indeed great, but When you are ready to kill him, you have already lost something called kinship, and in the future, you don’t need to call me elder brother, there is a difference between monarch and minister, you will become a superior ruler.”

Zeli's eyes were already filled with tears, he was indeed selfish, and it was true for the throne, but half of it was also for his elder brother, who he admired since childhood.

He did so much for Lu Yanshu's worthlessness, but he just paved the way for a person who hated him.

On the day Huang Fufeng was stimulated, two Gu worms had just been placed in his body, but Zeli chose to stimulate the weak man at that time. He forged the bloody clothes. It's not that he didn't know what the consequences would be. Indeed, Huang Fufeng Almost died from it.

The culprit who killed his brother will die, and the throne will be his.

Only in the end, he regretted it, so Huang Fufeng was still alive.

Now, the elder brother who almost died in Huangquan has returned, and the throne will be his. He shouldn't be dissatisfied, but the elder brother he admired since childhood should hate him.

Lu Yanshu seemed unwilling to mention the past, but just patted him on the shoulder, "If you don't have that kind of thought, I won't trust you to hand over the throne to you. You are right, let's go."

The branches in the distance were broken by the snow again, and their conversation was completely over.

At this time, an impatient urging voice came from the dark place: "Hurry up, it's so cold."

Zeli wiped away his tears, punched Lu Lu's elegy, and chased after him.

In the darkness in the distance, the conversation faded away.

"Didn't you leave early?"

"I am empathetic. I am afraid that you will get lost, so I reluctantly wait for you to go down the mountain together."

"It's you who are afraid of ghosts."

"You are afraid of ghosts, your whole family is afraid of ghosts..."

Lu Wanshu smiled at the darkness, said "thank you" lightly, and turned to enter the bedroom.

Looking at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, my heart seems to be filled with something, very warm.

Huang Fufeng kept his eyes closed, but his lips moved, "Everything was planned by you again."

"When did you wake up?"

Lu Wanshu still had a soft smile on his face, "I woke up when you got up."

Lu Wanshu laughed softly, "Is it because I can't fall asleep without my hug?"

Huang Fufeng opened his eyes angrily, "Don't change the subject, tell me, is it planned?"

Lu Wanshu walked to the side of the couch, sat down, and took him into his arms. Huang Fufeng didn't make any movement of resistance.

"Yeah, I figured it out"

"You..." Huang Fufeng's cheeks flushed red from anger.

Lu Wanshu hugged him even tighter, and said: "Shen Huagu had already researched a way to save my life, but it was very risky, so I thought, if someone tells you that I am dead, tell you that I will do it for you." You will definitely feel guilty, and you will be moved to forgive all my mistakes, and at this time, I will suddenly come back from the dead and stand in front of you alive, then you will never be able to leave me Yes. You see, what a calculation."

Huang Fufeng's eyes were already red, "But if you are really dead, what do you want me to do? Why didn't you tell me earlier! If I had known earlier, you wouldn't have taken this risk at all."

Lu Wanshu laughed a bit heavily, what would happen if he died.

In his so-called calculation, Huang Fufeng will not know everything he has done for him, he will always hate him, and then try to forget him, because compared to love, hating can always be less painful.

It's just that Lu Wanshu's calculation was wrong after all, he was dying at that time, Shen Huagu was not sure to save him at all, but Zeli announced everything at that time, but he failed to appear in time, which almost cost Huang Fufeng's life.

After three years of illness, he didn't really wake up, but fortunately, God treated him well, and his lover was strong enough.

It's just that he won't tell Huang Fufeng about all this, he will just rub his soft hair and say softly: "This risk is worth it, then you will always owe me, and you will never pay it back."

Huang Fufeng's speech was already slurred, "But, I..."

Lu Wanshu hugged him even tighter, "Then use your life to pay it back."

The two thin lips meet, which is as soft as imagined.

The breathing of the two quickly became short of breath...

The snow tonight may be a little gentle, because the people who hug each other tightly don't feel the slightest coldness.

……

Hearing that Huang Fufeng stayed here yesterday, Monk Jinkong came here early in the morning with breakfast.

Or the emotion of "the same people who have fallen in the end of the world", the two became good friends, and the two often had long talks in this small courtyard.

Monk Jinkong entered the house, but he was not polite, and went directly into the bedroom to find someone.

This unspeakable scene fell into Master Jukong's eyes, and the master who had always been calm and self-sufficient almost staggered and fell over in fright.

"Preaching prostitution in the daytime, how decent is it!"

Huang Fufeng was so frightened that he woke up immediately, "Monk, don't go! Listen to my explanation."

No matter how loudly he yelled, it was in vain.

Lu Yanshu took him into his arms dissatisfied, and complained: "Why can he enter your bedroom? What a bald donkey with six unclean roots!"

Huang Fufeng immediately covered his mouth, but Lu Wanshu licked his palm, pulled him into the bed, and continued to do what he couldn't do during the day.

Later, Huang Fufeng found out that Master Jinkong had been avoiding him.

Until one day, he and Lu Wanshu went to Puhua Temple again.

This time, both of them filled the red paper, and neither of them asked what the other had written.

No need to ask, everything is already well known.

It was very cold, and the bodhi tree had lost a leaf, but there was still a monk sitting under the tree as usual, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he had entered meditation.

"In the past three years, master Jukong and I have been waiting for someone?"

Lu Wanshu asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

Huang Fufeng knew what he was asking, but he gave another answer, "Back then, Master Jinkong had an agreement with his friend that when his friend went to war, Jinkong would wait here, but this waiting will last for 20 years."

Huang Fufeng held Lu Wanshu's hand tightly, and he smiled, "That's great, I'll wait for you, I've waited."

This is Lu Wanshu's most satisfactory answer.

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The author has something to say: I don’t know which ending you like, haha, it’s really over, I’m really grateful that someone will read it.

Here comes the new pit, here is the copy:

A hundred years ago, the Kunlun Mountain Sect, a major cultivator of immortals, ushered in a great chaos, and the traitor He Chonghua secretly practiced the forbidden art of the demon clan to bring disaster to the world.

With the unveiling of the Demon King's true face, the mystery of his master Kaiyang Immortal Venerable's soul flying away is also solved.

Rumor has it that he killed ten thousand people, called ten thousand ghosts, in order to mess up the world...

Since ancient times, evil has prevailed in the world, and the heroes of the world have united to attack the number one devil, Si Nanshan.

Everything is temporarily closed.

A hundred years later, the Demon King reappeared, starting from a lonely soul...

"Senior brother, stay safe!"

The demon king He Chonghua lost his soul, and complained to the author with tears in his eyes.

Author: Who doesn't hate you, what is there to live for.

He Chonghua: "No, I can still save it."

Author: Really annoying!That's all, I'm generous, I'll give you a ray of soul first.

He Chonghua covered his chest, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Author: Do you still want face?

after resurrection

He Chonghua: This kid is not bad, let's go and fight monsters.

He Chonghua: This brother is not bad, take the bed warmer away.

noon news interview

Moderator: What is your favorite thing?

The old man sweeping the floor: Things, does He Chonghua count?

Street Corner Tofu Xishi: Does He Chonghua count?

Runny-nosed child: Does the cannibal He Chonghua count?

The wild dog that fell into the stinky ditch: woof woof... (Don't understand, I'm talking about He Chonghua, humans are stupid!)

He Chonghua: Anyone else, kill them all!

This temperamental fairy seems to be more reliable,

Moderator: What is your favorite thing?

Bai Li: I like... He Chonghua... Does it count?

He Chonghua: Woohoo—someone finally likes me!

Moderator: No!You heard me wrong!

He Chonghua: ...

Moderator: Please repeat Xianjun.

Bai Li: I hate He Chonghua, I like He Chonghua, my soul is gone, does that count?

He Chonghua: Why can't I speak?

Author: Sorry, you are out of your wits.

He Chonghua (Senior brother who is charming and unruly) x Bai Li/Xiao Yao (Senior brother who is shrewd and smooth)