Zhenlong Gluttonous Feast

I once asked Qin Xinyue this way, why not just leave the cold water and quiet Jianshui Palace with the support of the huge Cold Food Palace behind him, but he said without hesitation that he was always a Miao person.

I asked him again, why didn't he replace him if he had enough status and power to become King Miao.

He laughed outrageously, and replied ambiguously, "In your opinion, why is that?"

At that time, I couldn't understand the deep meaning behind his smile.

It's only until now that I hope that I will never understand it for the rest of my life.

Once understood, the fetters will be deep, and the sin will be deeper.

Since they are destined to hurt each other, why bother to get involved.

In Jianshui Palace, I was sitting on the white jade steps, and he was pillowing on my lap, with blue hair scattered all over the place.

"Yan'er." Now he has changed to call me this way, and it sounds very catchy, "Yan'er, what do you have that you want so much but are beyond your reach?"

I thought about it, but kept silent.

The answer is not no, but it is not enough to tell people.

When I have the memory of being Lin Teng, I have such a thing. After tossing and tossing, I found out how cold it is in fact, and who is responsible for whom.

Now it's not just a certain person or something that can't be caught up in the dust.

Everything that cannot be erased cannot be defected, nor can it be completely obtained.

I don't want to owe people too much, only to find out that I'm already in debt.

I don't know how to accept it in a timely manner, and I don't know how to end it in a timely manner.

For example, right now, I can't deny this person's helplessness.

His face was buried in my chest, his arms wrapped around my waist.

"Yan'er, do you know, I have, I have."

His voice was indistinct, and my heart tightened for no reason.

"Never leave me again..."

I can't respond.

If I am really the leader of the Meilian Sect, why do I beg for a peaceful life?

Besides, even if I agree, you must not agree.

This may just be the trigger triggered by the too cold cold palace, which makes people have the illusion that everything can be isolated.

He raised his slender neck suddenly, and wept loudly with a teardrop in the corner of his right eye.

The world was spinning, I was pressed on the stone steps, and I kissed it.

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The next day, Qin Xinyue sent me to buy some new clothes at the cloth shop east of Wangcheng, but my boss went reluctantly.

Originally, as a prince in the cold palace, Qin Xinyue had an unreasonably large number of clothes. Not only were they of different colors, but each piece was exquisitely embroidered and beautifully crafted, down to every button being uniquely carved.But he himself always only wears those black and gold-edged ones. That appearance does make him look extremely graceful and noble, but it also causes a great waste of resources.

I was deeply puzzled by this, he squinted his phoenix eyes and said slightly, "Yan'er wants to know."

I nodded blankly.

He raised my jaw violently, and said seriously, "If I said that it was to imprison you here forever, how would you feel?"

Well, I was intimidated.

For nothing else, it turns out that these belong to me.

Maybe he had sent people to do it one by one over the years, and if he was not careful, the little things would add up.

It's just that these are all fancy, and I don't want to see them worn.

He said regretfully, "Then Yan'er can go and buy something she likes."

So I am now, standing blindly at the gate of the largest cloth village in Miaojiang.

In the past, I rarely came to this kind of place, and I didn't have a special preference for clothes.

The white one that Shangguan specially ordered for me was buried at the bottom of the Huangsha River when I escaped from the palace.

And this special connection seems to have disappeared since then, and now it is inevitable to give birth to different kinds of thoughts.

A gust of wind passed, and the colorful silk banners in front of the door rolled all over the sky, and I was in a trance for no reason.

Suddenly he was refreshed, and an idea jumped into his mind.

How about doing it like this!

He gestured up and down with Ji Ligua, the owner of the cloth shop, and he kept nodding in bewilderment.

After leaving the cloth shop, he let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

In front of his eyes, there happened to be a familiar breath passing by.

It's him? !

Next to the cloth village is the largest pharmacy in Miaojiang, and the man went into it.

When we met last time, he was wearing a mask, and it was easy for me.Although he has never met face to face, his unapproachable cold aura is unmistakable.

I couldn't help but follow and watched from a distance outside the store.

The pharmacy shopkeeper bowed his waist and respectfully said, "Director Xia, you are here, please sit down, please sit down here."

"The medicine from last time, refill it as it is." Directly entering the topic, it is really concise.

"Yes Yes."

The shopkeeper went in to weigh the medicine, and he waited expressionlessly.

It was when I caught a glimpse of something suddenly, approached it, picked it up with my fingertips, and thought about it.

"Director Xia, this is your medicine."

"...This, give me some credit too."

"Ah... yes!"

After he walked away, I followed into the pharmacy, looked around at various herbs, pretended not to inquire, and asked, "Shopkeeper, who is that person in the store just now, he is very handsome."

The shopkeeper seemed to be eager to express his feelings. When he met me at this moment, he confessed with lingering fear, "That's the manager Xia Weibai from the palace. I heard that he is famous for being strict, but for some reason he comes every half a month. I'll weigh those doses here. It's strange, I've never heard of him being sick..."

That's it, it really is the Guardian Xia of the Cold Food Palace.

Qin Xinyue's influence has already penetrated into all parts of Miaojiang, which is what I expected.

I replied unintentionally, "Maybe someone in his family is sick and in need."

"Hey? Who doesn't know, Director Xia has been an orphan since he was a child, and now he lives alone in the palace."

It is so!

I fixed my eyes on the place Xia Weibai looked at last, and said curiously, "Shopkeeper, what kind of medicine is this?"

The shopkeeper just took a look and was happy, "Little brother, this is not medicine. This is high-quality tobacco from Middle Earth, which is expensive, and only those dignitaries can enjoy it..."

Tobacco, it was tobacco.

This familiar faint fragrance reminds me of someone immediately.

As if I had glimpsed some secret, I was very happy.

After a few days, I went to the cloth shop to retrieve the clothes.

When I put the gorgeously inlaid jet-black Lu Yi in front of Qin Xinyue, he obviously hesitated for a while, and after a while he readjusted his smile and said, "Yan'er, when did you like this style, I don't know... "

"is yours."

"..."

"It's yours," I repeated.

"Oh, mine... just put it there." He replied blankly.

Hey hey, is this the end?

Disappointed, I folded the clothes for him and put them in the box.

Two arms came around behind me, wrapping gently around my neck.

He breathed steadily and rubbed against my neck.

"Smoke..."