I'm an endangered animal

Whose hand did he hold.

On the high platform in the clouds, the water waves roared terrifyingly, and the whole world was turned upside down.

"……why."

He didn't know who he was pulling, but he knew that he would never let go, even if his whole body was at its limit, he would pull her up with all his might.

But she pulled away his fingers little by little, and grinned, showing a very clean smile.

"Go home."

Falling into the clouds.

……

……

Fang You was woken up, the familiar weight pressed up and clasped his wrist.

"Well."

Wanton kisses, clothes loosen.

Fang You struggled slightly, hugged her back, her eyes were slightly closed, a little indulged in such entanglement.

He was already very familiar with this person's breath and temperature. One month after they got married, they did it every day, on the bed, at the desk, in the garden, and on the throne, often making the maid blush.

From the maid's point of view, the boy's legs seem to be specially made for this purpose, wrapping around another person's waist can teach people to cling to each other, lose all reason, and linger with him to death in any place.

Not even business.

Ling Yuan let go of the boy's lips and kissed him on the neck: "Are you hungry?"

"hungry."

But Fang You didn't want to move, so he was carried out of bed without even wearing socks.Since the wedding, Dragon Palace has placed unrelated people in other palaces, even Lu Xian couldn't stay, coupled with the guards that are several times stricter than before, Fang You rarely sees outsiders.

It's as if only he and Ling Yuan are left in this palace, it doesn't matter how indulgent they are.

"Don't drink porridge, I'm tired of it." Fang You turned his head away from the spoon, "I want to eat buns."

Ling Yuan then fed him buns.

Today after dinner, Ling Yuan has official business and cannot accompany him, so Fang You just wandered around the Dragon Palace by himself.Although no matter where he goes, there are several guards behind him, but they will not disturb his interest, just like an unknown shadow.

Apart from the garden, Fang You's favorite place is the Zangshu Pavilion, where layers of towers are connected together, filled with jade slips and scrolls, which he can spend his whole life in.

"Your Highness," the old man guarding the tower said with a smile, "what do you want to see today?"

"Just look at it." Fang You bent his eyes, he doesn't pick anything, he likes to look at everything.

The old man leaned back and watched the young man go up the stairs along the handrail, and stroked his beard.Their new concubine is neither obsessed with power nor interested in cultivation. She often just hangs out among the miscellaneous books and records, and falls asleep after watching.

Every time the king finds him in the pile of books, and then carries him back to the bedroom.

This kind of personality can't be said to be good or bad, but the most reassuring thing is that it is true, at least better than a fool who wants to meddle in everything.It's just that the old man doesn't understand why the king wants to remove all the books of words and spirits and lock them all in the cabinet.

He clearly heard that before the young man was reincarnated, he was a well-known spiritual master in Jiuzhou.

Fang You. Walked among the pavilions, looking at the rows of letters, but never picked them up.

For some reason, he always felt that something was missing here, so every time he came to Zangshu Pavilion, he hesitated for a long time.But in the end, as usual, Fang You picked up a handy travel journal and sat on the rocking chair to read it slowly.

Jiuzhou is vast, and the customs and customs of each place are different, which is very interesting for Fangyou.

When he saw how those people lived, how they married, and how they made money, he would feel warm in his heart, and he was more interested in seeing the magic arts in the realm of comprehension.But when he was flipping through the travel notes today, he suddenly discovered something he didn't understand.

It was a small sentence, but it caught his attention.

"Yan Ling?" Fang You muttered to himself, "What is this?"

He thought about it, and searched in Zangshu Pavilion, but found nothing, not in Jiuzhou Zhi, but Fang You was sensitive and found that it was a fragment.

There are a few pages in the middle that have been torn out.

The more he couldn't find him, the more curious he became. Originally, Fang You wanted to ask the guards, but after thinking about it, they must not understand such remote knowledge, so he decided to save it and ask Ling Yuan.This man is indeed excellent, no matter what he asks, he can answer at his fingertips, and he rarely makes mistakes.

It's just that Fang You was lying on the table, suddenly feeling empty in his heart.

He turned his face and fiddled with the pages, picked up the pen, and scribbled on it.Because these handwritings can be erased whenever he wants, he has no scruples when he draws. He will draw a duck for a while, a pig's head for a while, and irregular lines for a while.

As he drew and drew, he smiled.

As the sun came in, Fang You could see the fine dust, and slowly took a breath.

He closed his eyes, took a nap for a while, and had a bizarre dream.I have completely forgotten what happened in the dream, but when Fang You woke up, he found that there were a few strange symbols on the pages of his book.

[Zhanyi], [Apricot Blossom].

He naturally understands what it means and how to read it, but he doesn't remember where he learned it and what it is.

"Your Highness, would you like some snacks?" The maid's voice suddenly came, Fang You's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively crumpled up the paper and hid it in his arms.

So when the maid came with almond milk and lotus flower cakes, only the boy was arranging his clothes.

"Eat, you put it down."

"Yes," the maid smiled, "Does Your Highness still want to see it? Your Majesty has almost finished his business, so His Highness can go to him."

Fang You nodded: "I'll go in a while, you go down first."

The maid backed away, Fang You let out a sigh of relief, and took out the crumpled paper from his bosom.He looked at it for a while, and after remembering these four symbols in his heart, he raised his hand and lit the candle lamp, burning the paper to ashes.

When doing this, he didn't realize that his expression was almost cold and indifferent.

There was something wrong with his memory, Fang You thought, he seemed to have forgotten something very important.

And the only one who knows everything about his past, and he can still get in touch with it, is Ling Yuan.

So Fang You finished his snacks, and went to Ling Yuan's study with Jiuzhou Zhi in his hands. It happened that Ling Yuan was finishing the last stack of jade slips. Seeing him coming in, his pale golden eyes softened a lot.

Fang You's footsteps paused, and he took the initiative to pounce on it, and was caught in his arms without any accident.

"What's wrong?" Ling Yuan stroked the boy's chin.

Fang You's eyes curled up: "I want to ask you something." He spread out Jiuzhou Zhi, and cut straight to the point: "Why have these pages been torn out? Is the torn-out content the word spirit?"

As soon as the words fell, he noticed that Ling Yuan's eyes dimmed suddenly: "Who told you?"

Fang You shook his head: "No one told me, I found it myself... Is this taboo?"

Ling Yuan hummed, took him to sit beside him, and replied: "Yan Ling is an ancient thing. The cultivation world once used its remnants to resist the demons, but 300 years ago, all the remnants disappeared."

"Oh——" Fang You nodded, "Why did it disappear? Is Ling Ling a language?"

"Yes."

"Then can he say it?"

"can."

"Then can you tell me? I want to hear it,"

But this time Ling Yuan didn't speak, and looked down at him, not knowing what he was thinking.Fang You was inexplicably flustered, but he still smiled, his dark pupils looked at the person in front of him seriously: "I want to hear."

Then he leaned forward and offered his lips: "How about it?"

Ling Yuan grabbed the young man's hand, deepened the kiss, and only let go when his breath was messy: "Okay."

Fang You became excited, staring at his face, saw Ling Yuan opened his mouth and slowly spit out a string of obscure words, his hairs stood on end.

The spiritual pressure exploded and spread instantly, shattering all the jade slips in the room and mobilizing the defensive magic circle outside the hall.In the chaotic jade rain, the boy was pressed on the desk by the man, and the blue robe was torn open.

"Well!"

Everything is chaotic.

Before finally passing out of a coma, Fang You realized that Ling Yuan was angry. Besides, there were other complicated feelings... But he had no energy to think, and felt disappointed.

It seems that the symbols drawn in his dream are not the same as Yanling, and the obscure pronunciation is completely different from Zhanyi and Xinghua.

On the desk, the boy was lying on his side, his long eyelashes drooping like a butterfly perching.

His body was only covered by a fox fur, exposing his calves and wrists, and his forehead hair was gently pushed back to test the temperature.

The study room is actually not cold, even warm as spring, but Ling Yuan has long been used to this. Fang You was born with insufficient vitality and blood, and his reincarnated body also has this problem.

Let's say it's a reincarnation.

Otherwise, Ling Yuan would not be able to convince himself to accept the fact that he had completely forgotten his memory.

With his golden eyes narrowed slightly, Ling Yuan looked away and sat beside him in a random chair, propping his forehead.It's just the right hand, which still couldn't help clenching the boy's palm.

He is not a fool. Fang You's changes 300 years ago were all caused by his speech spirit. After his death, the speech spirit disappeared, which is enough to explain the relationship between the two, and it is enough to deduce his identity——

Nine Hua Sect Master, concealed a lot.

But Ling Yuan didn't care, he no longer had the patience to cultivate a sympathetic friendship, he wanted him madly, wanted to hug him day and night, regardless of any price, regardless of any consequences.

Because 300 years ago, the young man himself agreed to be his partner.

You can't go back on your word.

……

When Fang You woke up again, he found that he was no longer in Dragon Palace.

Because he saw the continuous sea water, and a round of golden sun was facing the window of the wooden house, revealing the long-lost warmth and color.The vines wrap around the four-cornered pillars, bringing out freshness that is completely different from corals. Although Dragon Palace can also grow land plants, Fang You always feels awkward.

He got out of bed, touched the fruit produced by the vine, and happily took a bite.

So sweet!

Fang You trotted open the door and went out. Once outside, he felt free and at ease.

He was on the cliff of a small island, with a wooden house behind him, and the sea breeze rolled up from below, bringing waves to wet his robe and making it rattle.Ling Yuan stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, and when he heard the sound, he turned around slowly, showing a faint smile: "Do you like it?"

Fang You cheered, and rushed towards him sincerely, with his legs crossed around the man's waist, his arms around his shoulders and neck, and he smiled without haze: "I like it!"

Ling Yuan hugged him easily, supporting the boy's waist and hips: "Yes."

Fang You raised his head, and saw the boundless sky, the sound of huge waves undulating in the world, reflecting the narrowness of the island even more.

Lonely, remote, but enjoyable.

He enjoys this solitude.

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