chronicle of court survival

Xia Qing breathed out quietly, rubbed her temples, and regained her spirits.

In fact, he didn’t have to be brave. On the one hand, he didn’t want to trouble Lou Guanxue. On the other hand, the joy and pain brought to him by the Ananda Sword were all his own practice in a sense, and there was no need to avoid them like a scourge. .

There were too many spider webs on the tree, Xia Qing casually broke a branch and waved it casually in the miasma, and asked casually, "What news did you find out yesterday?"

Lou Guanxue still didn't speak.

Xia Qing blinked his eyes in confusion. He is actually very keen on capturing people's emotions, and he can detect sorrow, love, hatred, unless he doesn't want to understand.

Xia Qing thought for a while and asked, "You're not angry, are you?"

Lou Guanxue's sleeves helped to push away the miasma in the jungle, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Xia Qing woke up instantly, and was no longer uncomfortable and tired. He couldn't help laughing behind him: "No way, Your Majesty, so you will be angry?"

The bone flute in His Majesty's hand directly nailed a snake to death.

"Lou Guanxue!"

Xia Qing thought about it, suddenly shouted with a smile, and then jumped off a small slope.He ran over in a few steps, his gray sleeves covered with the damp mist in the forest, and his arm was put on Lou Guanxue's shoulder from behind, just like hooking shoulders with Xiaopang in modern times.

Lou Guanxue was frozen for a moment by his movements.

With a smile on the young man's face, his eyes seemed to be bright, leaning over to see the cool and cool fragrance of mountains, rivers and trees, Xia Qing leaned over: "No, you really underestimate me. Do you think I really only want to watch the excitement in your eyes? Meddle in other people's business? When I said I'm not afraid of pain, I didn't mean to try to deceive you, I'm not that naive."

There was fog and wind in the forest, and the emerald green hairband with a long tail brushed against his fingertips, and Xia Qing pulled it gently in his heart.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry, your blood is so precious, it's useless."

Lou Guanxue finally said the first sentence of the day, and said indifferently: "Take your hands away."

"Oh." Xia Qing obediently let go of the rules and stood aside, still couldn't help laughing: "It's amazing, I can actually see you angry once in my lifetime?"

When was it not that he was so angry that he was impotent and furious before, it was really a turn of events.

Lou Guanxue didn't make him happy for too long, and asked calmly, "So you understand why I'm angry, right?"

"Uh..." Xia Qing was still holding the branch covered with small white flowers in his hand, and was stunned.

Lou Guanxue glanced at him, her tone was very calm: "So you like to observe people so much, have you taken a serious look at yourself, Xia Qing?"

"Ah..." Xia Qing's hands trembled when he asked, white flowers on the branches fell all over his fingers.

There was another long silence.

But Xia Qing felt that his anger should have subsided, at least he slowed down a little and was willing to wait for him.

I thought that the imperial mausoleum was located after crossing the maze forest, but I didn't expect that there was a big river beyond the miasma forest.

The banks of the river are full of reed flowers, and the white flocs are swaggering like spiritual banners.

There is a town on one side of the river, which is now occupied by monks.Most of the monks in the city are casual cultivators, holding a compass with a dust whisk, and each of them is a Taoist friend with a sense of immortality.

Xia Qing was injured, thin and pale, when he appeared in the town with Lou Guanxue, almost everyone looked him up and down, with strange and ambiguous eyes.

"The way they look at me is really interesting." Xia Qing chewed on peanuts: "It's like dreaming back to the palace of Chu Kingdom."

Lou Guanxue didn't speak.

Xia Qing: "They won't think I'm your male favourite, right? Oh no, the cultivation world doesn't seem to talk about male favourites, it's called a furnace—" He nodded, asked himself and answered, "So I'm a furnace now ?”

Lou Guanxue sneered when she heard the words, and said, "You really think highly of yourself."

"What makes me think highly of myself is that they all think so."

Xia Qing looked back after taking two bites.

Those who looked at them secretly were always too late to look back, and then he caught him straight.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was rather awkward.

"Are they sick. Do I look like a furnace?"

Lou Guanxue said lightly, "It's not like, you're just about to erect the chastity archway on top of your head."

Xia Qing: "..."

Cow batch.

The place where the imperial mausoleum is located is called Chunshang Cave.

There is only one waterway to Chunshang Cave, which is the river.The imperial mausoleum is surrounded by forests overgrown with poisonous miasma trees. The terrain is steep and hides countless dangerous beasts. It is impassable. If you want to enter the mausoleum, you can only take a boat down the river.

The monks did not dare to trespass, and formed an alliance in the city. After discussing for a few days, they decided to go together.

There are very few people in the world who have seen Lou Guanxue's true face. The monks only thought that he was a casual cultivator with no martial arts but a high level of cultivation. Thousands of miles away, so he turned his attention to Xia Qing.

Xia Qing was bargaining with the old man on the street, planning to buy two strings of sugar figurines for three Wen.

A chubby yellow-clothed monk who had squatted on him earlier came out, and said with a smile, "I'll pay the money. I hit it off with my fellow Taoist at first sight, and I want to make a friend."

Xia Qing bit the sugar figurine, glanced at him and nodded: "Thank you."

The monk in yellow put on a kind smile on his face: "My lord, Huang Qi, what do you call him?"

"Xia Qing."

"Where is Fellow Daoist Xia from?"

"Lingguang." Xia Qing thought to himself, it must be Lingguang... Otherwise, it can only be called Penglai.

Huang Qi was stunned, as if he didn't expect that he was from Lingguang.

Lingguang is the most honored place in the sixteen prefectures. It has been prosperous through the ages, and a brick can knock down a nobleman.

Huang Qi changed his tone slightly, and said, "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist to be from Lingguang. What about the fellow Daoist with you?"

Xia Qing: "Same."

They are majestic pearls and jades.

Seeing that he was so talkative, Huang Qi was overjoyed, and continued to say: "Is that so, are you also here for the Queen Mother's order?"

Xia Qing: "Yes."

Huang Qi smiled kindly and said: "Do fellow Taoists want to join us? The terrain of Chunshang Cave is dangerous. I heard from ancient books that there are big snakes guarding the imperial mausoleum inside. It will be safer if there are more people. When we find Mrs. Hanyue's beads, the Queen Mother will reward them." We can share the treasures under it equally."

The sweetness of the sugar figurine spread on the tip of the tongue. Xia Qing found that the sugar figurines in this town were better than those made in other places.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Huang Qi felt a little relieved.

After a while, I heard the gray-robed boy say slowly: "Well, I have to ask him to see if he agrees."

Huang Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course, of course, then I will trouble my little friend."

Before Xia Qing agreed to make friends, he just wanted to find out.

This person came to the door, and the two of them each needed what they wanted, got the information they wanted, and left peacefully.

Xia Qing originally wanted to stroll around the town, but was scared away by a stall selling rouge and gouache.

His eyes fell on a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus oil, and the proprietress immediately smiled: "Is the fairy going to buy it for his wife at home? The sweet-scented osmanthus oil I choose here is all the best golden osmanthus! I guarantee that the fragrance will fascinate you." Can't find North!"

Can't find North...

Depend on.

Xia Qing bit the sugar figurine into pieces, almost biting off the stick, and slipped away with a stiff smile.

Forget it, he doesn't want to smell the fragrance of osmanthus oil again in his life.

After he went back, he told Lou Guanxue about Huang Qi's solicitation. He thought that His Majesty would be too lazy to talk to him if he was independent, but he agreed to it.

The monks borrowed a large ship from the townspeople, three stories high and richly decorated.The reeds rustled on both sides of the bank, and the white cranes were disturbed, and their chirps reflected the sunset.

Xia Qing looked out from the fence on the highest floor, the setting sun was like blood, and the lake surface was also covered with a faint layer of gold.

He thought it would be so peaceful before arriving at Chunshang Cave, but he didn't expect an unexpected visitor to come at night.

In the middle of the night, a group of monks in blue and white robes with swords on their waists stepped onto the boat, wearing sapphire crowns on their heads, with arrogance written on their faces.

The leading chief disciple directly took out the token of Xuanyunzong.

The leader of the casual cultivator alliance is a middle-aged monk. The moment he saw the token, everyone was dumbfounded. He was so frightened that his knees almost limp, and he was terrified: "I don't know if it is a Taoist friend of the Xuanyun sect. I am far away from welcoming you. I am disrespectful and disrespectful!"

The Xuanyun faction is a big sect that relies on Ling Guangyan's family, so there is no need to send out for a little spiritual stone treasure, this time it must be the Queen Mother's instruction.

The leader of the casual cultivators was full of flattery, and licked his face and smiled: "If fellow Taoists join us, how many rooms do we still have?"

The head disciple of Xuanyun Sect had his eyes high and ignored him at all.

At this time, a voice came from among the disciples of the Xuanyun sect in blue and white robes.

"Brother Xinghua, are we going to live here tonight?"

That voice still had the immatureness of a teenager, but it was a bit delicate, and it made people's ears tingle.

All the people on the boat were stunned and looked over, only to see a young man in a pink and white robe walking out of the crowd.

The young boy's black hair was tied up with a small jade crown, there was a red mole between his eyebrows, his skin was white, and his eyes were innocent.The appearance is pure and lustful, the dress is also rich and arrogant, and there is a delicate energy in the bones that has never suffered.

When Kou Xinghua saw him, his arrogant appearance faded away, and he smiled slightly, his tone could be said to be tender and soft: "Yes, the only boat that can get on now is the hard work."

This is the person the high priest ordered him to protect.Kou Xinghua had always been in awe of him, but he didn't expect this nobleman to be not only good-natured but also soft-tempered. He called him Brother Xinghua and even allowed him to be called Jiaojiao by his nickname.

The young man was so good-looking, when Kou Xinghua looked into his eyes, he felt groggy and fell into a heartbeat he had never felt before.

Wen Jiao has been pampered and protected all this way.

Xuanyunzong is the number one sect in the world, and he has experienced countless fears and fearful gazes similar to this boatman, and Wen Jiao felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

But this is what he should have. Since he was born, he has been living under the envious eyes of all beings, and he has suffered and suffered for no reason.

What happened to the Chu Palace was like a nightmare.

Wen Jiao shook his head, showing a cute and sweet smile: "It's okay, brother Xinghua, it's not hard. There's no such thing as hard work, and I'm not afraid of hard work."

Kou Xinghua met his eyes, felt his heart beating faster, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

The leader saw at a glance that the young man in the pink and white dress was dignified, and immediately smiled flatteringly and said, "Then, young master, I will lead you to the third floor."

Wen Jiao looked at the servile middle-aged man in front of him, his dimples deepened, and he said, "Okay, then I will trouble you."

Kou Xinghua said: "Jiaojiao, I live next door to you, if you need anything, just come to me."

Wen Jiao blinked, cute and innocent: "Can I go to you at night?"

Kou Xinghua only felt that his heart was beating hard, and he didn't have the calmness of the chief disciple at all. He nodded with reddish ears, "Well, you can do it anytime."

Wen Jiao continued to laugh: "Okay, thank you Brother Xinghua." After finishing speaking, he looked at the people around him worriedly, and whispered: "Brother Xinghua, it's already late at night. We bother them like this Some things are not very good, please keep your voice down."

Kou Xinghua was fascinated: "Okay, okay."

The leader took Wen Jiao upstairs, and the remaining Xuanyunzong disciples began to choose rooms.

Everyone whispered and chattered.

Wen Jiao deliberately slowed down when going upstairs, just to listen to their conversation.

"Who is the boy next to Kou Xinghua?"

"I don't know. But to be protected by the chief disciple of Xuanyunzong in this way must be a person of extremely noble status."

"Nonsense, you can tell by the boy's appearance that he is a nobleman. His skin is delicate, and it is not comparable to lowly ants like us."

——That's right, it's not something you lowly ants can compare to.

"Although the young man has a noble status, he has a good temper and a good heart. I don't think he has any airs."

"Indeed, he still thought about not disturbing us."

"Who is it?"

Wen Jiao listened to these words, the evil light between his brows and the uncontrollable arrogance in his heart became stronger and stronger together, accompanied by the grievance and anger that penetrated into the bone marrow——

He held hands, nails dug into the flesh, still hating endlessly in his heart.

——Fu Changsheng!Look!Look now!If I don't have to look at people's faces like a dog, if I enjoy all the favors and food and have nothing to worry about like that young man named Xia Qing, will I be so selfish? !

Give him everything I have experienced, give me the conditions he has, who is not a kind and gentle person!

If he suffers what I suffer and suffers my humiliation, he will only be more selfish and unscrupulous than me!

After thinking about it like this, he was already full of anger and contempt for Fu Changsheng.Angry at his betrayal, and even more contemptuous of his stupidity.

He felt that there was no one in the whole world who was more wronged and more sober than himself.

The room Xia Qing lived in was on the third floor, with a hidden window, just enough to see everything that happened on the deck of the ship.From the moment Xuanyun sent his disciples on board, he could hear every word clearly.Xia Qing sat by the window and ate an apple, expressionless.

He was not feeling well, every nerve was hurting, and he had experienced too many things in the past few days, so seeing Wen Jiao was no longer as hellish as before.

In fact, he has never been afraid of Wen Jiao, what he is afraid of is Fu Changsheng, afraid of the strange sense of disobedience that Fu Changsheng gave him.

Xia Qing just couldn't bear the sadomasochism between the two of them in front of him.In all fairness, it doesn't matter to him what kind of person Wen Jiao is, what kind of things he does, and how many men he has romantic entanglements with.