My master is obedient and soft

This is not the first time that Zheqing and Wen Yuan are fighting swords together.

The Akasaka sword became wider and longer, and it carried the two of them to the North Sea. Wen Yuan stood behind Zheqing, with one arm around his waist and the other to control the balance.

Zheqing looked at the scenery along the way, the flowers bloomed, the clouds rolled and the clouds shone, countless famous mountains, great rivers, rivers, lakes and seas washed his heart like a thunderbolt, he let out a long sigh of relief, lamenting the ever-changing world.

He rode the same sword with him, once flew through the nightmare realm and passed through the human world, and also passed through the heavens yearning for the dawn, witnessed countless pains and hopes, and also stepped through countless entanglements.

Zhe Qing lightly held the hand that had been tightly around his waist, just when he touched that piece of skin, Wen Yuan held him back.

Wen Yuan chuckled in his ear: "Qingqing, do you like me calling you that?"

Without his consent, he changed the name of him, from the respectful title of master to the familiar and intimate name, and then to the sweet and sweet double word now.

"Qingqing..." Wen Yuan said again.

Zheqing's neck itched, he wanted to hide but couldn't, with a smile on his lips, he answered him frankly: "I like it."

"I like everything you tell me."

Wen Yuan turned his deep eyes, and said slyly: "Then... can I call you Madam?"

Zhe Qing blushed, and said falteringly: "You and I have not become a Taoist couple yet... You are taking advantage of me."

"Okay, okay, what Qingqing said is right," Wen Yuan put his arms around him, "Then if we become a Taoist couple in the future, can we call you Madam in a fair manner?"

Wen Yuan leaned over and wanted to kiss him, but Zheqing pushed but refused. The two were still holding their swords in the sky thousands of miles away. If they didn't pay attention to their feet, there would be an abyss. Zheqing frowned slightly, and finally couldn't hide , had no choice but to peck Wen Yuan's side cheek lightly: "A Yuan, don't mess around."

"Just make trouble," Wen Yuan started to play a rogue, and put his lips in front of him, "Qingqing kiss here."

Zheqing had no choice but raised her head and kissed his lips again.

Xiangxiang's soft and thin lips are imprinted on Wen Yuan's lips, which are more tender than spring breeze and March, hotter and more intense than old wine.

Especially Zheqing's proactive taste made Wen Yuan very useful.

Wen Yuan pinched his waist, that waist was slender but covered with a thin layer of muscle, very resilient, Zheqing's long legs stepped on the Chixiao Sword, the shape of the legs was so beautiful that it made people whistle.

Wen Yuan watched quietly, thinking to himself, fortunately Zheqing is his man, how can he show his appearance honestly to others, he will gouge out the eyeballs of anyone who dares to miss him.

Then he thought of Lingshu... Forget it, it's the same if his brother is blind.

The two arrived in Beihai, and went directly to the main hall where the guests were welcomed. Almost all the guests had arrived. The hall was decorated very beautifully. The night pearls were piled up in every corner like no money, and the golden jars and jades were dazzlingly golden.

Right in front of the main hall, Qing Li, dressed in a custom-made wedding dress, was entertaining guests and chatting with others.

Someone said: "The Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord are here!"

All eyes turned to the door in unison.

Now the matter between Mozun Wenyuan and Zheqing Xianjun is already a well-known secret in the Three Realms. Many people who have never seen it squeezed into the crowd to probe their brains, wanting to take a look with their own eyes. of the two characters.

Qingli's eyes lit up: "Xianjun?"

Xifu outlines the handsome figure of the young man, and the original little baby fat on the green cheeks is almost invisible - it seems that he is trying to lose weight in order to get married.

Wen Yuan sneered in his heart, heh, this cat is quite human.

Qing Li said a few words to the guests beside him, then walked in front of Zheqing and Wen Yuan with the wine glasses in her hands, and the maid behind him followed him step by step.

Qing Li's eyes were bright, and the tail behind him was also excitedly wagging after seeing Zhe Qing, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Wen Yuan, who had been ignored all this time, cough lightly.

The tail stopped suddenly, and then gently curled up a few times and drooped behind her back, Qing Li was still a little afraid of the Demon Lord, and obediently bowed her head and said, "The Demon Lord."

Wen Yuan condescendingly looked at Qing Li with the eyes of a child, nodded to show that he understood, picked up the wine glass presented by the maid beside him and drank it down in one gulp.

Zheqing and Qingli also drank wine, Qingli was obviously a little bit drunk, his cheeks were a little flushed, he smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to really come."

Zheqing responded to him: "I wish you and Your Royal Highness a long life."

Qing Li was a little embarrassed, he whispered: "Thank you Xianjun."

After Zheqing finished speaking, Wen Yuan dragged him into his seat, and Wen Yuan chose a seat not too close to the main seat, so that he didn't seem too unfamiliar and had some free space.

He also wanted to have a few more whispers with Zheqing.

Not long after, the wedding banquet began, and the music played one after another. Accompanied by the fairy music, two maids helped out a woman with a red hijab on her head. The woman was wearing emerald jade and a gorgeous robe. She raised her forehead slightly when she passed by everyone. First of all, the end is the demeanor.

Qing Li's eyes were full of tenderness, she stepped forward and gently took her hand, and slowly walked to the front of the palace.

Zheqing watched the pair of Bi people quietly at the banquet, and a faint smile could not help but overflow from the corner of his mouth. Zheqing picked up the jug and poured himself a glass of wine, drinking slowly.

A little grape wine is enough to be intoxicating, a drop of lavender wine trickled down the corner of his mouth, winding down his jaw, Zheqing gently wiped it away with his sleeve.

Beside him, Wen Yuan whispered in his ear: "Drink less, this wine is intoxicating."

"If you become a big drunk, then I will carry you home."

Zheqing shook his head.In fact, he has a good capacity for alcohol, and it would be no problem to drink so much in normal times, but for some reason, ever since Wen Yuan finished speaking, Zheqing suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling.

Maybe he was really drunk, Zheqing thought.

Wen Yuan looked at Zheqing's brows and suddenly frowned, thought for a while, and put a crystal elbow on him to suppress the alcohol.

Zheqing opened his mouth and bit Wen Yuan's chopsticks. The moment the meat touched his tongue, he suddenly felt that the meat he was used to eating was extremely fishy at this moment. The smell made him unbearable. After being overwhelmed, he couldn't help but vomited out the mouthful of meat in disgust, and retched several times with his sleeve covering his face.

It's a bit bad to spit it out at someone's wedding banquet, so the people around didn't notice their side.

Wen Yuan looked at Zheqing's face that changed instantly, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong?"

After vomiting several more times, Zheqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took a sip of the hangover soup brought by Wen Yuan, and said, "...I don't know, I suddenly feel nauseous."

Zheqing glanced at the meat again, and now he didn't even want to look at it anymore, he didn't know what was going on, how could something that he used to eat produce such an abrupt and uncomfortable feeling today.

Wen Yuan didn't know what happened to Zheqing all of a sudden, he thought he was drunk, but now he didn't think so, he saw that Zheqing's face gradually improved, and he stretched his hand behind his back again and again. Give him the best of luck, and I can't help but feel a little strange.

"Is it better?" Wen Yuan asked.

Zheqing nodded, "It's much better."

Wen Yuan looked down at the contents of Zheqing's bowl, he put a lot of dishes for Zheqing, the small bowl was full, but Zheqing only ate a little.

Seeing that the wedding banquet was about to end, Qingli and the princess tied the knot amidst the cheers and blessings of the crowd. Qingli bent down and carried the princess up to the bedroom. Along the way, there were maids scattering pink petals all over the sky. , They seem to be immersed in a sea of ​​flowers of happiness.

The host is gone, and the rest is for the guests to toast and chat with each other.

Many people eagerly wanted to chat with Wen Yuan and Zheqing, Wen Yuan glanced at everyone, then at Zheqing beside him, he said: "Why don't we go back first."

Zheqing had indeed lost interest, and at the end of the wedding banquet, all he had left was the faint discomfort in his body that haunted him all the time, just as he recovered a little, that nauseating feeling came up again.

Zheqing took Wen Yuan's hand, but no longer insisted, and said, "Let's go."

The two just left the table.

It was still snowing in the world, and after one night, the hut where the two lived was covered in white.

Wen Yuan pushed open the wooden door of the hut, hugged Zheqing into the house, turned around to block the wind and snow outside the door.

Zheqing was sitting, Wen Yuan was covering his hand, the slender fingers on the palm were still cold.

Wen Yuan was a little anxious and irritable: "There is no warmth in the Nightmare Zone here." But there is no way, Zheqing has lived in the Nightmare Zone enough.

Wen Yuan then went to light the fire again, and when the fire was completely ignited, the hut was filled with hot heating, and the fire light reflected Zheqing's face, and his fingers slowly warmed up.

Wen Yuan kept covering Zhe Qing's hands, his big hands set off Zhe Qing's slender and tender fingers, Wen Yuan wrapped Zhe Qing's hands completely with his hands, and rubbed them gently and slowly.

"You only ate so much today, you must not be full, aren't you hungry?" Wen Yuan asked.

Zheqing shook his head honestly, he didn't feel hungry, he just felt unwell.

Wen Yuan frowned and asked again: "Is your body still uncomfortable?"

Zheqing said, "Yes."

Wen Yuan sighed, thinking what was going on, so suddenly, he hated that he had no medical skills at this time, if he knew a little bit of medical skills, he would be able to show Zheqing immediately if there was something wrong with his body .

Regarding Zheqing's body, every time there is even a small condition, it will make Wen Yuan feel like an enemy.

His body is still in the recovery stage, every mistake will make Wen Yuan tremble with fear.

Wen Yuan secretly thought about what to do, should he immediately go back to the Nightmare Realm to see the magic doctor?No, it's snowing too much outside, Zheqing should have been frozen to death during the journey.

What if those magic doctors were allowed to come to the world?It doesn't work either, the distance is too far, and Yu Jian will take a day and a night.

Finally, Wen Yuan thought about it, and said to Zheqing: "How about I go to the town closest to here and find a doctor for you to have a look first?"

Zheqing: "Alright."

"Okay, then I'll go now," Wen Yuan said and set off. Before leaving, he turned up the fire again, and the whole room was warm, so he was ready to leave with satisfaction.

As soon as he reached the door and put his hand on the latch, Wen Yuan turned around and asked Zheqing: "Do you want to eat something, I'll bring it back for you by the way."

Zheqing tilted her head and thought for a while, her appearance was very serious and kind of cute.

He said: "...I want to eat rock sugar hawthorn."

Wen Yuan: "Candied haws?"

Zheqing nodded.

Candied haws are usually something to coax children, Wen Yuan never expected that Zheqing would propose to eat this.

Wen Yuan smiled, and said bluntly: "Okay, baby Zheqing, wait at home."

Wen Yuan went directly to the nearest town with Yujian, he was thinking about Zheqing's body, the flying speed was too fast, the wind and snow hit his face like a knife cut, and he didn't feel hard to bear.

Arriving at the place, putting away the sword, Wen Yuan found that the snow in the small town in front of him was actually smaller than the place where they lived, and the fluttering little snowflakes fell on his hands and felt cool.

Doctor, doctor...you have to find a medical center first!

Wen Yuan stopped and walked, although elementary school was going on outside, but the weather was clear and sunny, so there were quite a few pedestrians on the street.

Along the way, he saw many peddlers yelling, Wen Yuan walked to a bookstall and stopped.

The peddler was wearing a turban and was a young man speaking an authentic dialect.

"Hey, all the aunts, aunts, girls and boys passing by have a look, I have the most complete books in the world!"

Wen Yuan stopped, leaned on his chin and looked thoughtfully at the not-so-big booth propped up by a wooden table in front of him, and asked, "What kind of books do you sell here?"

It's not bad to buy a few story books for Zheqing to read back.

The peddler smiled, showing a row of white teeth: "Strong man, I have all kinds of books here. Hey, only you can't think of them, and you can't find them if you don't!"

Strong man... ok.

Wen Yuan held back his laugh, and glanced roughly at the booth, and found that the books seemed to be sorted into categories.

There is a green area on the left side, where many storybooks are neatly stacked, and there is a small pink area next to it, with various categories around it, colorful, and small notes are pasted on the side, writing the return. the name of the class.

Wen Yuan randomly picked out a book from the green area, and saw the title "Master Dressed as a High-Risk Profession" neatly written on it.

Wen Yuan asked the peddler, "What does this mean?"

The peddler squinted at the title of the book for a long time, then smiled knowingly, and said, "Strong man, you don't know that."

Seeing the mysterious look in his eyes, Wen Yuan couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

The peddler introduced to Wen Yuan: "All the words in this green area come from Jinjiang. Yes, it is the little note on your hand that says green Jinjiang."

"In Lujinjiang, the profession of master is very dangerous," the peddler said, "If you treat the apprentice well, you will be liked by the apprentice, and then you will be spoiled by the sauce; wine."

"In short, Master is a high-risk occupation in Lujinjiang. But Lujinjiang, green and healthy, he doesn't allow writing below the neck," the peddler put on a scary tone: "Otherwise, the gentleman who writes the book will be locked up in a small dark room!"

Wen Yuan said: "Tsk, it's pretty perverted." He thought in his heart, Bah, this is nonsense.

He flipped through it casually again, and saw "The Demon Venerable Wants to Know too", "The First Boy in the Immortal Way", "The Immortal Lord Has a Tribulation"... and many other story books, all of which were covered with green book covers.

He looked at it and suddenly saw a book called "My Master is Obedient and Soft". Wen Yuan picked it up and flipped through it, and was shocked to find that the main characters in it were his and Zheqing's names.

Wen Yuan frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Hehehe, you don't know something," the peddler smiled ambiguously, "This is the fan storybook of Xianjun Zheqing and Mozun Wenyuan in the fairy world. It is the best seller. It is cruel and sweet, bloody head!"

The corners of Wen Yuan's mouth twitched in embarrassment. He quickly took out a piece of silver from his Qiankun pouch, and then put "Good and Soft Master" in it. He proudly slapped the silver on the table, and said loudly: "This book holder... I bought it. !"

"Oh, strong man, you are so discerning!" The peddler grinned from ear to ear, picked up the silver and bit it, almost breaking his front teeth.

The peddler rubbed his hands like a fly and hurriedly recommended the pink category next to the Green Jinjiang to Wen Yuan, who was stupid and rich in money.

Wen Yuan was curious: "What is this?"

"The books here are all Haitang's. Do you know Haitang, the flower market!"

Wen Yuan:?

The peddler randomly took out a few books to Wen Yuan to read, and he saw that the titles of the books on them were all called "Master Yu", "The Flower of Gaoling", "You Look Good R", "Brother Luding" The Miserable Life of ...

Wen Yuan's eyelids jumped wildly, he tried his best to ignore the peddler's fanatical gaze towards him, and waved his hands again and again: "These are not suitable for my wife to see."

The peddler was disappointed with the naked eye: "Is there anything that doesn't fit?"

Wen Yuan had an idea and cleared his throat: "Because my wife and I are from Lujinjiang."

Then, he saw clear dislike in the hawker's eyes. The hawker snatched the pink script from his hand, put it back in its original position, and muttered in a low voice, "I have to do it."

Wen Yuan: "..." Cough.

After such a long delay, Wen Yuan finally remembered to ask something serious: "Well, I asked you for directions, do you know where there is a medical center nearby?"

The peddler didn't raise his head, and pointed out: "Thirty miles to the east, the restaurant is next to it."

Wen Yuan said: "Thank you." Then he left in a hurry with the only book that he bought back with a lot of money for a silver ingot.

The author has something to say: the next chapter will officially adopt the baby, and the countdown to the end ovo (there will be a child but there will be no detailed description, because the author will not.)

ps. The titles of the books that appear in this chapter are all from the real titles of Jiangjiang and Tangtangli, you can find them all by searching, and pay tribute to everyone~pia