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

"...But what's wrong with my words?"

Qiu Yun's open palms were instantly closed, wrapped around his gesticulating hands, and he raised his eyes again to meet Zongzheng Yue's gaze.

The sun is shining outside the window lattice.

Zongzheng sat against the light, his face was not very clear.

Qiu Yun watched for a while.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Zongzheng raised his eyebrows and continued: "Why does my concubine look at me like this?"

Yuan, who had disappeared, also raised his head.

The light reflected from the window was slightly glaring. He squinted his eyes and looked at the man opposite. He had a handsome and handsome appearance, but the eyes hidden in the shadows were too cold. He was just smiling. He didn't get to the bottom of his eyes - this kind of look was too familiar to him.

Like a hungry wolf, coveting his own sheep, just as he used to, he also looked at Qiuqiu in the same way.

I really want to dig out Zongzheng Yue's pair of recruits!

Yuan lowered his eyelids and thought to himself, and relied on to hide his figure, tilted his head on his shoulder, raised his eyebrows slightly - and that annoying mouth.

But Qiuqiu forbade him to interfere, saying that it was just a false name.

What happened to the false name?

Is a false name not a name?

He held his breath, thinking about how to let it flow down.

Thinking about it, his thoughts suddenly turned, and he suddenly realized that Qiuqiu forbade him to intervene, but he didn't say that Zongzheng Yue couldn't take the initiative to find out!

"It's nothing." Qiu Yun smiled: "I appreciate your Majesty's kindness, but among the monks exiled by Master, there is my old ancestor of the Wen family."

Zongzheng said these words to him without hesitation...

Qiu Yun smiled again, and shook his head. Zong Zhengyue's intention was obvious, that he wanted to use these exiled monks to get a share of the pie from the various immortal sects.

After all, among the monks who were exiled, there were still two great masters.

But Qiu Yun wanted to leave this favor to Wen Shi.

It's like Patriarch Wen wants to get a share of favor and karma from all the immortal sects for the eldest son.He also wanted to win a good result for Wen's family, so that after he and Yuan left, all the immortal sects that had been favored by him would have to take care of them.

Zongzheng could hear his tactful refusal, but he didn't say anything, and left after sitting for a while.

Later, Patriarch Wen handed over a letter of greeting as Zongzheng Yue said.

When the 'father and son' met, they exchanged pleasantries first, and after the two of them were seated, Patriarch Wen took a sip of tea and said, "The day after tomorrow will be the day when you worship your master as your teacher, Qiu'er, are you nervous?"

Qiu Yun glanced at the invisible man who was crowded on the same chair, and shook his head: "Father, Master treats me very well."

"That's good." Patriarch Wen relaxed his tense heartstrings a little, and showed a proud look on his face: "That day in Shangting Fuyu, all the other monks present were exiled by His Highness, but my son was blessed by luck, not To be exiled, and to be honored to be accepted as an apprentice by the venerable, I am really envious of others."

Qiu Yun looked at the moon and the wind was clear, pursed his lips and smiled lightly, but said nothing.

"Qiu'er..." Upon seeing this, Patriarch Wen put down the tea bowl, raised his hand to stroke his beard, and said with a smile: "For the purpose of father entering the palace this time, I guess you have guessed it?"

"The Four Great Immortal Gates come and go to my Wen family frequently, I don't think it's hard not to know."

Qiu Yun nodded with a smile, and continued: "I have already consulted Master on this matter, and Master said——"

"I think I will let you off this time for the sake of my disciple's pleading, but..."

Before Qiu Yun finished speaking, the crowded chairs suddenly loosened up, and at the same time Yuan, who had switched to a holy white robe, appeared in the hall out of thin air.

Patriarch Wen, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly felt a sense of coercion enveloped him, and was so startled that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.He immediately got up to salute, Qiu Yun also got up and bowed, implicitly implying that he should restrain himself, and said: "Why is Master here?"

"Let me see how you've done the homework I assigned you!"

Yuan found an excuse, sat upright at the head, looked calmly at Patriarch Wen who was bowing and waiting for orders, and said indifferently: "Cultivators today are too impetuous, I have a word, you take it back, cultivators cultivate mind , the desire is too heavy to achieve the Dao, that’s all for now, go back.”

"I would like to follow the instructions of my lord." The head of the Wen family didn't dare to lift his head, and walked backwards out of the palace gate with his hands clasped.

Qiu Yun sent Wen Patriarch out of Changqiu Palace.

The two walked a little farther away, and Patriarch Wen let out a long sigh of relief, raised his sleeves to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, raised his eyes to look at the eldest son beside him, and said comfortingly: "Your Majesty values ​​you so much. Don't worry, my son will stop and walk back slowly for the father."

"Then I'll let Zuoyun take you off."

There are many concubines in the harem, Qiu Yun was worried that Patriarch Wen would bump into the concubines on the way out of the palace, so he recruited Zuo Yun, watched the two go away, and then turned back to the palace.

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In the blink of an eye, the day of accepting disciples came.

On this day, before dawn, the palace people got up early to prepare for the banquet.

The palace was brightly lit, and the sound of footsteps coming and going made the palace masters unable to sleep peacefully.The location of Changqiu Palace is remote, but it is safe from the influence, so Qiuyun can sleep well all night.

"Sir, it's time to get up."

The sky was turning blue, and Zuoyun knocked on the door of the sleeping hall.

However, an invisible barrier blocked the transmission of the sound.

Yuan Shuer, who had set up the barrier, opened his eyes, stretched out his arms to wrap Qiu Yun tightly without leaving a gap, and then closed his eyes contentedly.

The pearl inlaid on the lampstand emits a hazy halo, reflecting the two people who are sleeping tightly hugging each other on the bed. For a moment, the bedroom is quiet.

Zuo Yun outside the hall couldn't wait for a long time to be summoned, so he shook his head and sighed.

Today is unusual, Your Majesty will have to pass it later

AD4

Come to pick up the young master, what if His Majesty bumps into you...

Just thinking like this, the voice of "Your Majesty is coming" came from a distance, his face changed, and he knocked on the door repeatedly: "Young Master, Your Majesty is coming!"

Qiu Yun fell asleep unconsciously.

Yuan, who had just closed his eyes, twitched his eyelashes, removed the barrier, and said, "Go and prepare hot water first."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Qiu Yun, who was in a light sleep, was awakened.

Qiu Yun who heard the sound slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and bumped into a pair of gentle eyes, he subconsciously frowned: "When did you wake up, why didn't you call me?"

"I want you to sleep a little longer." Yuan retracted his arms and buried his head in the crescent of his neck: "It's just an apprenticeship ceremony, it's not our marriage, so it doesn't matter if you get up late."

Qiu Yun was taken aback for a moment, then rubbed his head with a broken smile: "The two of us have been married several times in our ten lifetimes of reincarnation, are you not tired of it?"

"Not greasy." Yuan rubbed against his neck, then suddenly turned over and covered him, lowered his head and looked deeply into his pupils, his slender fingers brushed his eyebrows, nose bridge, and even the spots on his face bit by bit. Every inch of skin.

Qiu Yun looked back into his eyes.

The concentration bursting out of the other party's eyes can absorb all the people's mind.

As if bewitched by it, Qiu Yun didn't notice the footsteps coming from outside the door at all, and only focused on the other party's gradually blurred pupils, raised his hand and pressed it on the back of his head, raised his head slightly and naturally pressed it against the other party's forehead.

A faint sigh resounded, blocking Qiu Yun's mouth that was about to open.

"Qiuqiu, Zongzheng is at the door."

"What?" Qiu Yun was taken aback, the door of the palace was knocked suddenly, followed by a creak, and the door opened——

Zongzheng Yue hung his hand knocking on the door in the air, keenly aware of two breathing sounds coming from the hall.

The lanterns hanging from the eaves cast his figure into the hall and reflected on the screen.Qiu Yun, who was separated by a screen, turned his head slowly, saw the reflection on the screen, suddenly reacted, turned his head and glanced at Yuan, and said silently: "I will settle the score with you later!"

After the words fell, a figure softly jumped into his peripheral vision.

He turned his head to look over, and saw a man wearing a cloak and a crown, condescendingly huddled beside the bed.

Zongzheng Yue's anger and coercion suddenly stagnated when he saw one of the two on the bed.

"Respect, Your Majesty?"

Zongzheng looked at God of War Yuan in astonishment, and then subconsciously looked at Qiu Yun: "You, you..."

The temple door slammed shut.

"As you can see."

Yuan, who was only wearing obscene clothes, slowly wrapped the quilt around Qiu Yun's body without revealing anything, and then sat up and raised his head to meet Zong Zhengyue, who had an unclear expression.

There was no trace of panic on his face, even though he was short in stature, and there was no sign of weakness in his imposing manner.

Zongzheng Yue felt that it was absurd.

But think carefully about the three times that His Majesty got angry with him, the first time was after he called 'Wen Yanqiu' his concubine, the second time it was the same, and the third time was when he wanted to make 'Wen Yanqiu' his queen.

It's all related to 'Wen Yanqiu', but he never thought about it.

One is that he believes in the God of War Yuan.

Second, God of War Yuan is a real immortal in his heart, how can an immortal have the desire of a mortal?

But reality gave him a slap in the face.

He is angry and afraid.

What is angry is that even if he has unspeakable thoughts about the god of war, he cannot tolerate his concubine being touched by others; what is jealous is the strength of the god of war.

These emotions were intertwined in his heart, and when they were revealed, his complexion turned blue and red.

But these emotions calmed down after he thought carefully.

He took a deep look at the two of them, then turned around with his sleeves shaken: "It's getting late, representatives from the various sects have already entered the palace one after another, this matter will have to wait until after the apprentice acceptance ceremony is over, I hope Your Majesty can give me an explanation. "

After all, he strode out of the dormitory.

Looking at his embarrassing back, Yuan Gang sneered, his ears hurt suddenly, his eyes rolled, and they met his own Qiuqiu's ashen face, he felt guilty, and he said, "I was wrong."

Qiu Yun sneered: "You know you're wrong, but you just don't change your mind, right?"

"..." Yuan carefully looked at his expression, seeing that there was not much anger in his eyes, he raised his heart slowly, stretched out his arms around his waist, and buried his head in his hands regardless of his ears: "I know It's not right for me to do this, but put yourself in your shoes, if someone called my concubine in front of you all day long, how would you feel?"

"As long as it's not true, I won't mind." He said so, but his hands let go of his ears.

The mouth is not the heart.

Yuan joyfully raised his head, held him in his arms, and said in a low voice, "I don't mind. No matter name or status, it can only be mine."

The deep voice came from the chest, shaking Qiuyun's ears numb.

He snorted and said, "Are you a vinegar spirit?"

"Yes, I am the reincarnation of Vinegar Essence."

Yuan smiled and said, "I think back then, I was jealous of myself, let alone an outsider?"

"Forget it if you're so sour." Qiu Yun twisted his waist angrily, straightened up amidst his soft hiss, got off the bed and said, "I originally wanted to wait until the apprenticeship ceremony was over, So he can get away from the palace and the imperial city on the grounds of looking for materials to reshape Dan.

The world is so big, we can walk around, or find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to live in seclusion. We can leave this world only when we hear that the head of the family and his wife have passed away. "

Who knew that this bitch was so jealous, so he made such a mess for him at the end of the day.