The protagonist's "white moonlight" ran with me [Quick Transmigration]

Dare to be affectionate?

Yuan was stunned for a long time before recovering from the shock.

He fixed his eyes into Qiu Yun's pupils, the clear pupils were as gentle as ever, he didn't seem to realize how depressed the truth made him, but through the pupils, he could see the ascetic face in the skin.

But the light-colored lips are slightly raised, and the phoenix eyes full of tenderness are full of smiles.

Facing the lover's eyes like this, no matter how depressed my heart is, it melts away.

He sighed slightly, stretched out his hand to embrace him, and said softly: "Even if it is the red thread drawn by Father Tiandao, the fact that you recognize me, accept me, and be with me again, is enough to explain everything."

Qiu Yun raised her eyebrows high: "The one who recognized you is the little mirror."

"..." Yuan's body froze, and the tenderness that had just brewed was interrupted by him again.

Feeling the temperature in his arms, he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.

After a few breaths, not only did he not calm down, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy. He immediately opened his eyes and let go of his arms, and put his hands on his shoulders. With a dark face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Can't you lie to me?"

Seeing that he was not feeling well, Qiu Yun's gloom finally dissipated a little.

He has no regrets about the relationship between the two of them.

But as soon as this dog returns to its original body, the first thing he thinks of when he recovers his memory is to cut off the relationship with him and draw a clear line.

He didn't have an attack at the time, it was because he didn't want to force it, after all, the twisted melon is not sweet, and later the other party regretted it and confessed his mistake coquettishly, he did soften his heart, but it doesn't mean he won't settle accounts later.

"I've always been honest with people, and I'm even more honest with you."

"..." Yuan stared at his softened eyebrows, and realized something belatedly: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Hmm." Qiu Yun didn't deny it, he brushed Yuan's hands off his shoulders, turned around and walked outside the Star Picking Tower, and said, "Think about where you made a mistake, I'll go back to Changqiu Palace first , whenever you want to understand, just come to me.”

Changqiu Hall is the palace where Wen Yanqiu lives.

The harem is all women, although Wen Yanqiu is Zong Zhengyue's concubine, she is a man, so she lives alone in the first palace, and the location of the palace is relatively remote.

When Qiu Yun walked to the door, he seemed to have thought of something, turned around and met Yuan Youyuan's eyes abruptly, restrained his heart, and warned: "You are not allowed to use your spiritual sense to monitor at will, and you must not sneak attack in the middle of the night."

After all, he waved his sleeves and walked away neatly.

"Son..."

Returning to the Changqiu Hall, sitting in the cloud and retreating to the servants in the hall, he picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea and handed it to his young master, and then whispered: "Why did you come back here suddenly?"

Qiu Yun took the teacup and glanced at him: "What do you want to say?"

"My lord! Do you really not understand or pretend you don't understand?"

Zuoyun stomped his feet, and said bitterly: "Your Majesty said earlier that he wanted to make you Empress, obviously to please His Majesty. He respects His Majesty so much, and he will definitely not be cold and perfunctory on your side. How about coming to pamper you?"

In case His Majesty finds out...

Thinking back to His Majesty's horrified expression of wanting to swallow His Majesty when His Majesty proposed to make his son the Empress, he was startled just thinking about it.

Qiu Yun unexpectedly looked at him a few more times, couldn't help but raised his finger and poked his forehead, and said with a smile: "You are not very old, but you have a lot to worry about."

"Son!"

"Okay, your son knows it well, let's pass on the food first."

He let Zuoyun go down first, put the teacup to his lips and took a sip, but he thought about Zongzheng Yue in his heart.

Zongzheng Yue is an extremely rational person.

Living to his age, the so-called love and love in his heart are almost equal to nothing.

The standard he considers is profit first, and he will not be easily seduced by beauty. Even if he still has a vague fondness for Yuan left in his heart when he was young, he will not lose himself.

This can be seen from his previous handling of Wen Yanchun, who is highly similar to Yuan.

Personal preference is one of the reasons for marrying Wen Yanqiu, and more importantly, Wen Yanqiu has a second brother who is highly valued in Tianyi School.

And what does Wen Yanchun have?

Although Qiu Yun didn't know how Wen Yanchun knew Zong Zhengyue's thoughts.

But as a concubine, he is not valued by his father, and his own qualifications are extremely poor. Even if he is like Yuan, Zongzheng Yue will not cast unnecessary eyes on him, let alone include him in the harem? !

A stand-in can only be done with a brain.

Mature and rational people are more inclined to marry this person to bring him any benefits. If it can be seen by him while bringing benefits, it will be an extra gain.

Just as Qiu Yun was thinking, Zuo Yun's voice came from outside the door: "I have seen Your Majesty."

He regained his concentration, put down the teacup in his hand, and heard footsteps stop at the door.

The next moment, the palace door creaked, and Zongzheng, who was dressed in a purple and gold robe, walked in with his hands behind his back. Seeing him getting up to salute, the other party hurried forward to hold his hand, and said gently: "My concubine doesn't need to be too polite. "

After all, she opened her clothes and sat down at the table.

Qiu Yun also took advantage of the opportunity to sit down, gestured for Zuo Yun to go out with his eyes, then picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water: "Your Majesty, please use tea."

Zongzheng Yue nodded slightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Are concubines still used to living in the palace?"

"The palace is fine." Qiu Yun said with a faint smile.

Zongzheng looked into his clear pupils with a smile.

Inside, there is no concealment of alienation and vigilance towards him. He is a young man after all, and he doesn't know how to hide it.

He shook his head with a smile, put down the cup, and said: "I came here this time, first to see if you are used to it, and second, to ask you..."

Zongzheng hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly: "Your Majesty seems to be dissatisfied with me, but after thinking about it, I don't know what I did wrong, which made my Majesty angry. My dear concubine, you are my Majesty Dear disciple, do you know a thing or two?"

"..." Qiu Yun glanced at him, then lowered his eyelids and there was a smile in his eyes.

As long as he is Zongzheng Yue's concubine, Yuan's jealousy will not disappear.

He pretended to think, and was silent for a moment, then Fang raised his eyes and said hesitantly: "Master didn't tell me about this matter, but I think Master was angry because he was angry. around."

Hearing this, Zongzheng became more thoughtful.

Then he showed a look of sudden realization: "It's because I'm thinking about it, so you rest, I'm leaving first."

Zongzheng thought about many possibilities, but he never suspected that God of War was angry because of jealousy.

He just got up and was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something, and sat back again: "By the way, I want to make you queen on the day of the apprenticeship ceremony, do you have any opinions?"

"..." The corner of Qiu Yun's mouth twitched, feeling extremely helpless in his heart: "Your Majesty, if you ask for my opinion, I don't agree."

"Huh?" Zongzheng Yue looked at him and motioned for him to explain.

"Firstly, I am a man, and it is always inconvenient for a man to be the queen. Second, I was born without spiritual roots. Master said that if I want to cultivate, I must reshape my physical body. This is a long process, and I must have no distractions. "

The implication is that I want to practice quietly, and I don't have time to manage the harem for you.

Zongzheng took a deep look at him, nodded, got up and left.

Not long after he left, he sat on the cloud and walked in with his meal. Seeing that he was the only one in the bedroom, he asked doubtfully, "My lord, Your Majesty is gone?"

Qiu Yun raised his eyebrows: "Let's go, you don't have to worry."

"My lord! I'm not thinking of you. If it weren't for Your Majesty, you wouldn't be trapped in this deep palace." "Zuoyun put the meal on the table, and said with a hum: "If you hadn't been blessed with great fortune and met your lord, you would have been murdered by Mr. Chun." "

"Okay." Qiu Yun knew that he was concerned: "The imperial palace is no better than a Wen family, so you have to be cautious in your words and deeds."

"I know that you are not worth it for the young master." His young master was so kind to Mr. Chun, just for an outsider, he almost killed his young master.

And the culprit is His Majesty.

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Recently, many monks have come to the imperial city one after another.

The common people are no strangers to this, after all, every ten years in the imperial city, various sects send to the academy to recruit disciples.

But as more and more monks moved into the imperial city, the common people who watched the excitement were immediately puzzled when they calculated that it was still two years away from ten years.

If you have a little knowledge, go ask.

Within a day, the legendary God of War Yuan appeared and received news from a disciple.

"Seventh Patriarch of Wen's No. 30, Uncle Wen Ting pays homage to the suzerain."

On this day, a flying boat stopped at the gate of Wen's house, Uncle Wen Ting rushed over with his wife and elders, seeing that the leader was the lord of the Tianyi sect, he immediately gave a big gift.

"There is no need to be too polite." The suzerain of Tianyi Sect is an old man with white hair and youthful face.

He stroked his beard, smiled and supported Uncle Wen Ting with his aura, and the tall and straight young man standing beside him saw this, stepped forward to help Uncle Wen Ting's hand: "Father, it's not convenient to chat here, let Master come in first. "

Uncle Wen Ting was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and immediately invited everyone into the mansion.

No wonder he reacted this way, the relationship of a sect is intricate, the third elder of Wen's ancestor, Daoist Changqing, can have descendants to live and thrive in the imperial city, so naturally the other elders also have them.

Among them, the descendants of the great elders are the most promising.

The Great Elder, whose common surname is Zhan, is one of the major forces in the imperial city.

Almost every generation of the Zhan family has descendants who have worshiped the inner sect of Tianyi Sect. Over the past 3000 years, a huge force has long been formed. Therefore, when recruiting disciples every ten years, the Tianyi Sect will choose the Zhan family as the leader of the team. Temporary residence.

And Wen's sons and daughters were taken over by Tian Yizong one after another.

But the qualifications are uneven, and apart from the third elder, the best one is only Uncle Wen Ting's second son, Wen Yanxia, ​​so the Wen family's status in Tianyi School can be imagined.

Uncle Wen Ting arranged a courtyard for the suzerain and his disciples, and turned around to find the second son: "The suzerain came here this time because of your elder brother being accepted as a disciple by God of War?"

The second son heard that Xia had a handsome face and looked like his mother.

Although he grew up in Tianyi Clan since he was a child, he has been in constant contact with his family, so he has a very good relationship with his parents and siblings.

"Back to father, that's exactly what it is."

Hearing that Xia Yang smiled slightly, two small dimples formed on both sides of her cheeks as her lips were drawn up, looking very cute.

Patriarch Wen sighed.

"What's wrong father?" Wen Yanxia asked.

"Recently, many monks have come to visit the house, especially the Immortal Sword Sect. The seven elders in the sect came to the door repeatedly, but they didn't say anything. My father guessed that he came for the head of the sect who was exiled by the lord." Patriarch Wen explain.

"Speaking of this..."

Wen Yanxia pursed her lips, and said in a low voice: "Father, His Majesty the God of War also exiled my ancestor Wen and the two elders of my sect, among whom there are many elite disciples. I want you to ask Big Brother to intercede."