chronicle of court survival

Then he really never let go of his sword from childhood.

At the beginning, I stumbled and got bored with seeing Anandajian every day, swearing at eating and dressing, but because of the master's lust, I had to hold it.

Can go to the back, three years, five years, ten years, day after day.

This has become a habit, just like breathing.

Once when he went out to sea for training, he encountered a storm at the critical moment of life and death. He fell into the sea and was attacked. His wrist was bitten bloody.

When I woke up, it was already a sunny afternoon.

The side room is full of the bitter taste of herbs, someone is sitting next to him, the dress is bright red pomegranate color, but the light and bitter taste of the medicine is all over his body.

From the perspective of the dream, she can only see the dead leaves falling from her waist, which are strung by red strings, contrasting with the extremely rich gold and silver threads.

The girl's voice was far away and vaguely said: "I knew that when March came, the sharks in the sea would go crazy again."

"Fortunately, the mermaid clan has obtained the powerful power bestowed by the gods, but they have also lost their freedom forever and are not allowed to leave the Sea of ​​Reaching the Sky. Otherwise, with their cruel and fierce nature, their birth will surely bring disaster to the world."

"I really don't know what Song Guichen thinks, if you are allowed to go to sea at this time of year, I will scold him when I go back."

After thinking about it, she remained silent for a long time, rubbing the corners of her eyes, her voice was extremely soft.

"...And you, why are you so stubborn, you refuse to put down your sword until you die, why bother?"

This person should be Senior Sister.

Xia Qing had so many dreams about this Penglai Junior Brother that he was able to roughly deduce everyone's identity.

He fell seriously ill after being exposed to the rain, and his head was burned and he was dizzy.

But in the dream, Xia Qing didn't seem to feel the pain of the ice and fire, and quietly looked at the leaf that fell from the waist of the senior sister.

Look at it gray and old, with intricate veins, swaying in the golden light of floating dust.

I even wanted to reach out and touch it a little bit.

The senior sister sighed, and then began to criticize the master after scolding the elder brother.

"Among the few of us, Master always asks you weirdly. Sitting on the reef every day looking at the sky and the sea in a daze is regarded as practice? I think the old man is teaching you as a fool."

He seemed to be able to empathize with that little junior brother's mood.

The little junior thought it was true, and thought indifferently: That's right, that old man was cheating him.

Behind, the sea of ​​clouds roared, and the warm and comfortable wing rooms with bright windows disappeared into the misty clouds.

The pain was overwhelming.

Xia Qing's brain was burning more and more, as if a knife was viciously piercing and stirring, and his soul kept sinking.

boom!

He heard all kinds of loud noises.

Crying and screaming heart-rending.

Stone pillars collapsed, walls shattered, and everything was wiped out.

He seemed to have been seriously injured, the meridian in his left hand was severed, he flattered his teacher to come to a certain place, stumbled into it, and just happened to see the last moment when the world collapsed.

The sky and the earth collapsed, the deep sea collapsed, and the entire shrine was falling apart.

The rocks flew together, and he was exhausted, so he knelt down and supported his body with the sword.

The sea was surging against the current, and the picture was chaotic and dim.His vision was blurred by the blood mist, and when he raised his eyes, he looked at the center of the upper hall... a pair of extremely black and extremely cold eyes.

Like an ignorant unborn pearl, blooming in thick blood.

It hurts so much...

Xia Qing couldn't remember what happened next.

In a trance, there was a faint fragrance of Lingwei flowers, desolate and cold, which easily aroused all his sorrows.

Just like now, Xia Qing also woke up smelling that fragrance.

After waking up, he was in a daze for a long time.

His fever subsided, and he wasn't feeling bad at all, but he was very tired and exhausted.

His light brown eyes stared at the huge pearl on the top of the bedroom, in a daze.

Xia Qing's mind was very fuzzy. He probably slept on his stomach for a long time and the first time he slept on the bed, the laziness in his bones was awakened.

I don't want to move, I don't want to think, I just want to be in a daze.

"Aren't you willing to let go?"

At this moment, Lou Guanxue's faint voice sounded beside him.

"?"

What Lou Guanxue is talking about.

Xia Qing blinked slowly, a little confused.

"hand."

Lou Guanxue is concise.

Xia Qing just lowered his head, widened his eyes, and found out to hell——that he was holding Lou Guanxue's hand all the time? ! !

Depend on.

All of a sudden he was refreshed, he let go suddenly, and sat up from the bed all at once.

Lou Guanxue sat by the bed, slowly withdrew her hand, and looked at him suspiciously: "Are you having a nightmare again?"

"I..." Xia Qing was stunned, this time it was rare that he didn't want to explain clearly to him.In other words, he didn't want to repeat the experience he had dreamed about.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his throat was very dry, and he felt very thirsty when his senses came back, and his throat burned badly.Xia Qing scratched her hair, then slowly said to Lou Guanxue, "I...I want to drink water."

The bedroom fell into silence for a moment.

Lou Guanxue looked at him coldly for a few seconds with her dark eyes, then got up, flung her robes over the jade palace, and poured him a glass of water at the table.

It wasn't until Lou Guanxue handed the cup filled with clear water to Xia Qing that Xia Qing realized what he had just done - was he ordering Lou Guanxue? ? ?

???

So he drank this glass of water with an unbelievable expression.

I even admire myself a little bit now.

"anything else?"

The corners of Lou Guanxue's lips curled up, and she asked lazily.

Xia Qing had relieved a lot of thirst and shook her head obediently.

Lou Guanxue took the cup with her slender fingers, and said meaningfully: "Are you hungry, do you want to feed you something alone?"

Xia Qing complained: "...you are so stingy." Isn't it just a glass of water, as for being so yin and yang.

Lou Guan's snow jade crown was removed, and her black hair was like a waterfall, obviously about to go to bed.

He smiled and said, "Yes. I took care of you for a day and a night, and you just repay me like this."

Xia Qing froze, and spoke first: "One day and one night? Have I slept for so long?"

"What do you say?"

Lou Guanxue raised her hand indifferently.

Xia Qing was sleeping dazedly grabbing a few of his fingers, so hard that they left some marks on them.

Xia Qing: "..." He was really ashamed to face his masterpiece, holding back for a long time, and could only say: "Thank you."

Lou Guanxue looked down at him again, and said slowly, "Xia Qing, I've never served anyone like this before."

Xia Qing was so embarrassed that he could only change the subject: "So you haven't rested all day and night? Then go to sleep now. I'll help you deal with the memorial." Make up for the past, make up for the past, although he knows that Lou Guanxue doesn't care about the memorial at all!But he still has to find something to do for himself!

He hurriedly wanted to get off the bed, but his feet were already numb, and he couldn't stand on the ground at all.In addition, the backache and backache after sleeping for a long time, even the heaviness at the back of the head has not dissipated.

So as soon as Xia Qing landed, his eyes darkened and he fell forward.

He fell to Lou Guanxue's side, with a hand wrapped around his waist.

The luxurious clothes are cold, and his embrace is also cold and snow-like.

"..." Xia Qing even suspected that he was dreaming.

Lou Guanxue hugged him, seemed to be stunned for a few seconds, and then laughed a few times.

After laughing, he stretched out a finger and slowly lifted his stiff chin. The smile in his eyes was very shallow, as if it didn't exist at all, and the mole on his eyelid was mysterious and coquettish.

He said softly: "What is this? Throwing in your arms?"

Xia Qingren was about to die, and his first reaction was to press the back of his hand to his forehead, weakly: "Just treat my brain as burnt out."

Lou Guanxue lowered her eyes and said with a sneer, "Then you have a severe fever."

Xia Qing was aggrieved: "Yes."

He stood upright and rubbed his eyes with his arms, but he was light-headed and muddled, and he didn't seem to have recovered much.

Lou Guanxue looked back: "Don't worry about it, just lie back. I don't want to take care of you anymore."

Xia Qing: "...Oh good."

So the matter developed later, Xia Qing fell asleep on Lou Guanxue's bed soberly for the first time.

He lay down and stared at it in a daze.

Fortunately the bed was big enough for him to roll silently into the corner.

It's just that the aura belonging to Lou Guanxue still follows her body like a shadow, covering her whole body and seeping into every inch of her skin.

Xia Qing thought that he was also confused, but he started to recall how he felt when he was holding Lou Guanxue's hand.

Lou Guanxue's hands are pampered, with clear joints, but very cold.

Holding it in your hand is probably like holding a piece of cold jade.

This thought occupied his mind, causing him to toss and turn, thinking about it, then turned around again, a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.

Although His Majesty is too lazy to deal with state affairs, he still manages his daily affairs. He didn't fall asleep immediately after going to bed, leaning lazily, playing with a small black square box in his hand. There was a layer of blood around the box to color his fingertips.

Xia Qing just stared at his hand, as if to see a flower.

Lou Guanxue disassembled the box carelessly, and suddenly closed the box mechanism, and with a click, she turned her head: "Does it look good?"

He was Xia Qing who was looking down.

Xia Qing had never seen him from this angle before. In the half-light and half-darkness, the young emperor's face was cold and mysterious, his pajamas were like snow, and his black hair fell on the pillow.

It's not a matter of looking good or not...

Xia Qing stared at the mole on his eyelid, and asked out of nowhere: "Lou Guanxue, can I touch your mole?"

"..."

"..."

oh.Sure enough, fever makes people mentally retarded.

The ugliness of half his life was exhausted tonight!

"Leave me alone. I, I'm really sick today."

Xia Qing was distraught, and was the first to collapse and surrender.

Lou Guanxue put the small box aside and said calmly, "Are you very interested in it?"

Xia Qing: "...that's it."

In other words, he suddenly became very curious about Lou Guanxue.

Lou Guanxue stared at him for a moment, then smiled inexplicably, there was already a hint of tiredness between her brows, she slowly closed her eyes, and said casually, "Touch it."

"??!!!!!!"

Xia Qing was dumbfounded.

Can you agree with this?

Was it him or Lou Guanxue who burned his brain?

Or did they both fall ill together today? ?

Although he was puzzled, Xia Qing was still happy.However, his expression soon became serious again, and he sat up from the bed, facing Lou Guanxue face to face.

With an almost solemn expression, holding his breath, he gently stretched out his fingertips to touch the mole on his eyelid.

It's like a superficial touch.

It was a strange feeling. In such an ambiguous posture, Xia Qing's heart was unbelievably quiet, and his eyes were clean and peaceful.

His finger was still on the mole near the end of the eye, and suddenly he felt Lou Guanxue's eyelashes move slightly.

Xia Qing was taken aback, and wanted to move his finger away in a panic.

But suddenly Lou Guanxue stretched out her hand and firmly grasped her wrist.

It's cold and can't break free.

The night pearl on the sky wall exudes a bright and clear brilliance.

The bedroom is lonely and empty.

Lou Guanxue opened her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wings, her dark pupils looked at him, unfathomable.

Xia Qing maintained a posture where a finger fell above his eyes, and he held his wrist firmly, sitting face to face on the bed, forcing his eyes to cross.

At this moment, there was a rumble in his ears.

It was as if he had returned to the grotesque dreamland again, and the world collapsed.

It's like, the first time in the Zhaixing Building... a sudden thunder.