Blossoms Bloom Three Worlds Falling Silently

Looking through the half-covered carved wooden window, Qian Yanxiu has been sitting alone by the bed of the bird from noon to dusk.

The cool summer night breeze blows into the house through the windows, lifts the bed curtains and gauze curtains, as well as Qian Yanxiu's long hair.

Man has been guarding the door, while Meng Bo and Yu Yan are standing in front of the window, all the choices are in Qian Yanxiu's hands.

I don't know if there is any other way to solve the crisis of the Qian Family without the Binglun Blood Jade, we must give an end to Qian Yanxiu's limelight these days.

"Yanyan, I really shouldn't have saved Qian Yanxiu, I shouldn't have changed his fate, otherwise how could we be in today's situation." Judging by Qian Yanxiu's current situation, perhaps he might as well be dead Woolen cloth.

Although he hasn't been with Hanque for a long time, it can be seen that his affection for Hanque is definitely more than a little bit, and Meng Bo is full of infinite self-blame at this moment.

The cool breeze swept over his forehead, lifting a strand of his hair.

The few white dead flowers that have just bloomed in the yard are crumbling.

Su Yan suddenly seemed to let go of his usual rigor and leaned against the wall, raised his chin slightly to look at the night sky, and said to the distant night sky: "Is there anything wrong, you are always like this."

originally?It was the first time he saved someone, but Yiyan said that he was like this in the first place. As expected, Yiyan was more familiar with himself than himself.

He didn't ask Yuyan anything more, he just wanted to find his memory slowly by himself.

Man, who was locked out like them, became more and more anxious.

It can be seen that he is afraid, he is afraid that Qianyanxiu will abandon the blood jade and Qianjia to save Hanque, he guards Qianjia just like Yuyan guards Meng Bo.

Time turned slowly, and Qian Yanxiu still hadn't made a choice. At this time, Yuyan became inexplicably leisurely, looking at the twinkling stars for a while, and sniffing the fragrance of flowers for a while.

It's completely different from the man who wandered anxiously at the door.

Meng Bo can't do things like Yiyan's, but he has no other way to save Hanque.

It was the first time in my life that I felt this kind of powerlessness, and the days in the underworld were too comfortable.

"Crackling——" With the sound of the wooden door being pushed open, Qian Yanxiu came out of the room.

"My lord, you must not gamble with the fate of the Qian family!" As soon as he opened the door, Yuyan said to him anxiously.

He didn't speak, but looked at Meng Bo helplessly. He was the one who hurt the bird like this. Meng Bo avoided Qian Yanxiu's gaze in shame.

In the courtyard, Yiyan was holding a freshly plucked white flower, tearing its petals boredly.

Qian Yanxiu ignored Man's advice, and went straight to Yuyan's side: "Is there no other way?" Yuyan did not stop tearing the petals: "This is the only way, and you don't have much time gone."

Although Qian Yanxiu had already expected it, it was still hard for him to accept what Yuyan said.

Meng Boli stayed where he was, still not knowing what to do, but Yiyan wandered in the courtyard in a rare good mood.

"Zhiyan" Meng Bo strode over to catch up with him, "Ziyan, if we go back to the underworld, is there a way to save her?" I have to admit that at this moment, Yuyan no longer looks like his attendant, he is standing in front of him. It feels humble to speak.

"Go back to the underworld? You changed the life wheel of mortals privately. If you go back to the underworld, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out again, and I am the same." Turning his head to look at Meng Bo, Meng Bo looked clearly into his eyes, which flickered in the darkness. A trace of blue light.

After staring at Meng Bo for a long time, Yu Yan turned his head back and continued wandering in the courtyard.

"This is the only way for Hanque, and there is more than one way to save Qianjia, although it's a bit troublesome," Yuyan said while walking.

He was right, Meng Bo himself had thought about it, but the opponent of the Qian family was the future prince, and the monarch and his ministers faced each other, so there was no need to discuss the outcome.

"The monarch and ministers are just the status quo. If you don't fight hard, how do you know that Qian Yanxiu must be a minister?" Yu Yan seemed to see through his thoughts, and said to the front.

"But, the ancient trees of the Qian family are withered, how can they compete with the crown prince?" He was afraid that Qian Yanxiu's impulsiveness at this moment would lead to even greater disasters.

When Yuyan heard this, he suddenly stopped, and Meng Bo had no time to react, and bumped into his back.

"You changed his fate, shouldn't you be responsible to the end?" When he turned his head, the black mask stuck to Meng Bo's face.

Eyes met for an instant, and Yu Yan quickly took a step forward, then turned and stood aside, Meng Bo, who had lost his support, staggered forward and almost fell.

"Young Master" Yuyan quickly reached out to help him, but there was still a distance between him and him.

Since he came to the world, he and Yuyan have gotten closer, but at this moment, it seems that they have returned to the way they were in the palace of the underworld.

"Qian Yanxiu might have saved the bird with the blood jade right now, so you don't have to worry about it." After speaking, Yi Yan withdrew the hand that was supporting him, and walked towards the end of the corridor.

Looking at Yuyan's back, Meng Bo suddenly felt very familiar, as if he had seen it countless times.

Meng Bo has seen many nights since he came to the world, but he has never had such a familiar feeling. Sitting alone on the highest point of Nanhou Mansion, looking at the vast starry sky, he always feels that there is a person in his mind. Here, it became clearer and clearer, but I still couldn't see what it looked like.

That night, he didn't go to see Hanque again, for some reason, he believed so deeply in Yuyan's words now.

The white residual flower in the courtyard spit out another bud quietly, and the lamp in the bird house remained on all night.

Early the next morning, Meng Bo heard the news that Hanque woke up as expected.

Qian Yanxiu finally let go of his exhaustion, and went back to his room to catch up on sleep, but Man did not hide his emotions, since Hanque woke up, he kept a sullen face.

Now that things have happened, Meng Bo doesn't know whether to be happy or sad, and whether Qianjia is willing to bear the reputation of usurping the throne.

He has been thinking about how to propose to Qian Yanxiu to seize power.

After thinking about it, he decided to discuss it with Man first and listen to Man's opinion.

Man's performance far exceeded Meng Bo's imagination, and he agreed to Qianjia's proposal to seize the throne without hesitation, perhaps because there is no other way now.

With Man's help, it will be much easier to persuade Qian Yanxiu.

After weighing several times, Qian Yanxiu finally accepted their proposal to save Qianjia in another way.

As a result, Qian Yanxiu had no time to relax, he had to contact Qian Chi's old department every day, and had to make friends with the ministers of the court and China.

The spies sent by Prince Heng several times were all quietly dealt with, but such a big move by Qian Yanxiu made him even more confused.

The fact that the blood jade has been used has already been sealed by everyone, and the next plan can only be recalculated, and it must be more rigorous and thorough.

Meng Bo didn't know anything about Yunluan's state affairs, so he could only offer some unimportant ideas, while Yiyan, whom he had high hopes for, didn't make any suggestion from the beginning to the end.

If he had paid more attention to the turmoil in the world when he was in the underworld, he would not be helpless now. Thinking of it now, Meng Bo regrets it very much.

On the railing on one side of the corridor, Meng Bo rarely put aside his current worries and leaned against the lotus in the lotus pond outside the corridor.

Yuyan was still standing by his side as usual, most of the lotus flowers in the lotus pond had bloomed at this time, and palm-sized lotus pods grew out.

Meng Bo had nothing to do, he stood up and stepped on the lotus leaf in the lotus pond for a few laps.

When I came back, I was already holding several plump lotus pods in my hand.

"Do you want to eat?" He peeled the lotus seeds with one hand and handed a lotus pod to Yuyan.

Yuyan didn't speak, took the lotus and continued to stand beside him without moving.

There are many lotus seeds with emerald tops lying quietly on the emerald lotus pod. Meng Bo casually peels off one and puts it in his mouth, with a hint of sweetness and a touch of freshness.

After a long time, when he slowly finished eating the whole lotus pod, when he turned his head to look at Yuyan, he met Yuyan's eyes again, and he still held the complete lotus pod in his hand.

According to Meng Bo's observation of Ziyan in the past few days, Ziyan has no interest in anything in the world, whether it is food or utensils.

Seeing Yuyan's well-behaved appearance, Meng Bo couldn't help teasing him, snatched the lotus pod from his hand, peeled off a lotus seed, stood up and brought it to his lips.

Although Yiyan was very surprised, he obediently ate the lotus seeds.

His eyes were lowered, and Meng Bo couldn't see his expression clearly, so he didn't know what kind of mood he was in now.

After a while, after eating the lotus seed, Ziyan turned his attention to the lotus pod in Meng Bo's hand.

Meng Bo saw that he must have had an appetite, so he quickly peeled another one and brought it to his mouth.

After eating several in a row, Zhu Yan's lips opened and closed very nicely. Meng Bo had never looked at him so carefully before.

Meng Bo could only see his lips and eyes on the whole face of Zhuyan, but his lips and eyes were perfect.

His eyes are deeper and farther than all the mortals Meng Bo has seen on the Naihe Bridge, as if hiding a vast galaxy.

Meng Bo was staring at Yuyan's eyes in a daze, when suddenly a warm and wet feeling came from his fingertips.

Zhu Yan's eyes were also staring at him, Meng Bo looked down, and it turned out that he accidentally stuffed his fingers into Zhu Yan's lips.

Embarrassed, he hurriedly prepared to withdraw his finger, but unexpectedly, Yu Yan bit his finger faster than him and traced it with the tip of his tongue on his finger pulp.

The sudden ambiguous atmosphere made Meng Bo blush, and Yan Yan didn't intend to let go of his fingers, and continued to draw circles.

Meng Bo buried his head low, not daring to look at him any longer, and he was too embarrassed to say anything, so he could only let him bite my finger.

"Ziyan—" In order not to continue the embarrassment, Meng Bo called him in a low voice.

"Huh—?" The sound from Yuyan's throat made him throb inexplicably.

He blushed and looked at Zhu Yan, unable to say anything, when his eyes met, Zhu Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Meng Bo into his arms.

Then she wrapped one hand around Meng Bo's waist and pinched his bitten hand with the other, and slowly loosened her teeth, but squeezed his hand tightly to prevent him from taking it away.

Yu Yan's hand around Meng Bo's waist was very strong, and his mouth didn't stop, the tip of his tongue wandered over his entire finger.

Meng Bo's whole body went limp from the numbness of his fingertips, and he snuggled even more into Yuyan's arms.

Yuyan sucked his fingers for a while, then let go of his hand, and the arm that was suddenly free was resting weakly on Yuyan's shoulder.

Ziyan just circled Meng Bo like this, his face was reflected in his eyes, Meng Bo still didn't understand what kind of thoughts Zhiyan had towards him.

Isn't such an intimate act only done between husband and wife or lovers in the world?

Zhu Yan's face was getting closer and closer to Meng Bo's, until the tip of his nose touched his, and then he tilted his head and pressed his lips to Meng Bo's lips, the warm and soft touch pressed against his lips .

This movement lasted for a long time, so long that Meng Bo's body was about to stiffen.

Yuyan let him go, the affection in his eyes disappeared, and he returned to his usual calmness.

"I'll help you with Qianyanxiu's matter. It's a reward. You are no longer the Yin Immortal in the Underworld Palace, and I am no longer your attendant." After finishing speaking, Yu Yan looked at him again with some deep meaning. With one glance, he turned and left.

The warm wind in midsummer blew on Meng Bo's face, and it was the first time he felt that the world was so hot and dry.

No longer in the mood to enjoy the scenery, he planned to visit her in the bird room.