Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

He opened his eyes and returned to the familiar room.

Yun Shuhua sat up abruptly and looked out the window, only to see that the sky was bright outside and it was already morning.

Walking out of the door, I saw the boy who was going to boil water in the backyard.

Yun Shuhua hooked his hand at him, and asked, "Did the City Lord return to the mansion yesterday?"

"Back to the son, the adults only came back at the third watch, and they haven't gotten up yet."

"What about the young master who is traveling with him?" Yun Shuhua asked quickly, "Does he live in the mansion?"

"I don't remember any young masters... the City Lord came back alone last night."

"It's that Taoist from the Five Realms Fairy Mountain, where did he go?" Yun Shuhua's face darkened, and his voice seemed to be covered with frost.

I have never seen Yun Shuhua like this before, the boy shook his shoulders, lowered his head, and said in panic: "Young Master Yun, it was true that the city lord returned home last night, except for the close guard... I didn't see anyone else. .”

"..."

Yun Shuhua took a deep breath before saying, "I see, let's go."

After the boy's figure disappeared from sight, Yun Shuhua turned and walked towards Shen Zhe's courtyard.

He vowed to ask about Jing Fan's whereabouts, so he waited in front of the courtyard for a long time without feeling tired.

After waiting like this for an hour, the serving maid stepped forward and said, "Young Master Yun, the city lord is awake."

"Take me in quickly, I have something important to ask."

The servant girl hesitated and said: "This...although I'm awake, but the city lord hasn't washed up yet, so it's inconvenient to see the young master right now."

"It's fine if you don't see me, please ask me a question, the scene from last night..."

Yun Shuhua suddenly froze.

What's that man's name?

He didn't even know the other person's name, yet his dreams all night were all about him.

"Young Master Yun?" The servant girl looked at him puzzledly.

"Ask that Mr. Jing, where did he go?" Yun Shuhua touched the center of his eyebrows, waved his hand and said, "Go."

The maid bowed to him, then backed away obediently, and came out of Shen Zhe's room after a cup of tea.

"Young Master Yun, my lord asked this servant to tell you that that Young Master Jing has left Zhu City."

"What, he's gone?"

Yun Shuhua narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured: "Then why did he leave..."

How could he walk away?

"The city lord said that there are many remnants of the demon world in Qicheng who are harming the people... Mr. Jing asked to leave after hearing about it."

It turned out to be, please leave.

Yun Shuhua took all the strength out of his body and said after a while, "Back off."

Although the maid didn't understand why Yun Shuhua had such a big reaction, she didn't dare to offend him, obediently agreed and continued to serve Shen Zhe.

It was hard to find a breakthrough about the past, and with Jing Fan's departure, they fell into a stalemate again. Yun Shuhua decided to wait for him to come back.

But wait, wait, wait, wait, always see him.

Before that person could wait, Yun Shuhua personally solved the mystery about the past one day.

It all started from that drowsy noon.

Yun Shuhua finished approving a few official documents, had lunch, fell asleep on the table.

When his consciousness was drowsy, he suddenly felt that someone was slowly approaching him, and that person was standing beside him, looking at him quietly.

Yun Shuhua half-opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the girdle decorated with white jade, and a jade pendant hung under it, a look he had never seen before.

The man was dressed in white, with a slender waist and long legs, and a lotus flower embroidered on the skirt.

lotus……

Yun Shuhua looked up and saw that familiar face.

...It turned out to be himself!

Yun Shuhua was startled and sat up from the table suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he gasped for breath.

He seemed to have thought of something, and immediately stood up and looked back. There was no one in the room, and the draft was blowing gently. Everything that happened just now was just a dream.

That person looked exactly like him, except that his appearance was a little younger, with a pale white forehead mark between his eyebrows.

Yun Shuhua covered his face, and it took a while to recover from the dream.

He tore off the seat, staggered to the Babu bed and lay down, heaving a long sigh of relief.

Recently, I'm afraid it's not because of a bewilderment, but I have such a dream to scare myself.

Yun Shuhua closed his eyes to calm down, and fell asleep again not long after.

Then he had another long dream, this time it wasn't as vague as before, everything seemed to have happened in real life, and the dream turned over and over around a person.

It was Mr. Jing.

Perhaps it would be better to call him Master.

Yun Shuhua soberly looked at himself in the dream, first appeared on the battlefield where the battle was fought, with his arms tightly hugging a person, and when he looked up, it was Jing Fan.

It turned out that when I first came to this world, he was the first person I met.

Then he saw that he was imprisoned in the destroyed Yuxiao Palace, under house arrest every day, and finally escaped from the southern region with the adopted son of the owner of Yuxiao Palace after three months.

After tossing and turning, the two entered Luoqi Mountain to practice together, and everything after that became logical.He became Jingfan's only apprentice, and he was tempted and fell in love with him in the process of mutual testing, experienced all kinds of ups and downs, and ushered in the final farewell.

In the last moment of the dream, he said to the thin little boy on a snowy night:

"Let's make a promise. We will meet again when the next Chinese Valentine's Day comes."

Thinking about it this way, he didn't break his promise.

Because, they did meet on Qixi Festival, although there was a gap of several years.

This dream was really too long, Yun Shuhua saw himself trapped in the mud, struggling in pain, and his heart was grabbed tightly, like a drowning person who couldn't break free.

He watched his former self shed tears, raised his hand to wipe his face, and found that his fingertips were cold and wet, also stained with tears.

Afterwards, Yun Shuhua's world turned into darkness.

He stood silently, like a statue, forgetting where he was, where he was going, and what he was going to do.

Faintly, there was the sound of several people talking eagerly.

"Show him quickly! What's the problem? If something goes wrong, I'll ask you guys!"

"Young Master Yun, Young Master Yun..."

"I'm afraid I was trapped by the nightmare, if I wake him up rashly, will there be any bad consequences?"

"I don't care, you call him back quickly, if this continues, Brother Yun is really going to have an accident!"

The people in the Shen residence were in a mess.

Yun Shuhua rubbed his throbbing temples, and slowly opened his eyes.

Another familiar room.

"Miss, miss, the young master is awake."

"Get out of the way," Shen Miaoling pulled away the maidservant at the side, quickly lifted the curtain and entered the Babu bed, sat down beside Yun Shuhua, and held his cold hand, "Brother Yun ,what do you think?"

Yun Shuhua squinted his eyes to look at her, and all the memories flooded his mind in an instant, so that he couldn't tell what Xixi was.

"Brother Yun."

Shen Miaoling lowered her voice and looked at him patiently: "How do you feel now?"

"I……"

Yun Shuhua sat up on the side of the bed, withdrew his hand, and when he spoke again, his voice had become hoarse.

"How long have I slept?"

He looked at Shen Miaoling quietly, his eyes were quite different from before.

Shen Miaoling met his gaze, was stunned for a moment, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Yun, you really scared me to death, you were trapped by a nightmare, and fell asleep from noon to midnight, the whole house was worried about you. "

"Thank you." Yun Shuhua said lightly, and he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"Brother, don't go." Shen Miaoling watched him walk out of the Babu bed quickly, as if he was about to go out, and called him immediately, "I asked the doctor to make you a soothing soup, drink it first, and then go to those official duties. Not too late."

At that time, all the maids in the room retreated tactfully, leaving only the two of them in the room.

After hearing this, Yun Shuhua turned to look at Shen Miaoling, and bowed heavily to her.

"Miao Ling...sister," he said, "I have to go."

Shen Miaoling's complexion changed and she stood up from the bed.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to find someone," Yun Shuhua walked towards her step by step, "Thank you for taking in these three years, I will repay you."

Shen Miaoling trembled in disbelief, saying word by word: "You, you..."

"──Remember everything?"

Yun Shuhua closed his eyes: "That's right."

"Impossible, this is impossible," Shen Miaoling rushed up with red eyes, tightly clutching the hem of his clothes, "You lied to me, how could you remember? Obviously not..."

Seeing her gawkish expression, Yun Shuhua couldn't bear it, but still said: "I'll go first, we'll talk about the matter between you and me later."

After finishing speaking, he broke away from Shen Miaoling's hand, turned around and walked out the door quickly.

Not long after, Qingxue rushed in to help Shen Miaoling who was sitting on the ground, and said worriedly: "Miss, did you quarrel with the young master...Why did Mr. Yun take a horse from the mansion and drive out of the city?" ?”

"Qingxue, Qingxue, let me ask you," Shen Miaoling grabbed her by the collar and asked, "Did he drink the medicine three years ago?"

Qingxue was startled by her horrific appearance, and said falteringly: "Young master drank it earlier, but the young man who took care of him said that in the middle of the night, he vomited some."

"Why, why didn't you tell me about this?"

Shen Miaoling sat on the ground helplessly, buried her head in her arms.

"Who will pay for my brother Yun?"

"..."

On the other side, at the gate of Zhucheng, the guarding soldiers were awakened by the neighing of horses.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and couldn't help but be surprised when he saw someone coming.

"...Young Master Yun, are you leaving the city in the middle of the night?"

Under the moonlight, he could not see Yun Shuhua's expression, but could only hear his deep voice.

"Open the gates," he said, "immediately."

"This..." The guard frowned.

The horse took a few steps forward, and under the firelight, Yun Shuhua's stern face was illuminated.

"I said, open the city gate."

The guard was shocked, and stopped talking, turned around and called a few brothers, "Get up, and open the city gate for Mr. Yun."

Before the door was fully opened, Yun Shuhua flew out like an arrow off the string.

With the cool wind blowing on his face, his consciousness became clearer and clearer.

Why, why Jing Fan clearly recognized him, but avoided seeing him?Why not stay a few more days and wait for him?

Yun Shuhua gritted his teeth, raised his hand to tighten the rein, and the horse moved a little faster.

The second watch fell.

In the mansion of the city lord of Qicheng, a certain courtyard is still lit.

Jing Fan sat on the edge of the bed in his clothes, holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand, and stared at it intently.

The night is quiet, and the slightest noise will be magnified infinitely in this quiet air.

"Young master, you can't trespass on the city lord's mansion, let alone go to the courtyard of the honored guest."

"Get out of the way, don't stop me!"

"My lord, don't make things difficult for those of us who sit down, and please abide by the rules here."

The commotion was extraordinarily loud.

Hearing the familiar voice, Jing Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately looked towards the door.

Outside his courtyard, Yun Shuhua came menacingly, as if he would not stop until he broke in.

Some guards rushed forward to stop him, but he blocked them all. Seeing that the situation was not good, the steward of the mansion said in a low voice: "Whether he is a nobleman from Zhudi or not, he must abide by the rules of Qicheng in Qicheng." , take him down for me, and blast him out of the house!"

The guards who were present all rushed forward, pulling Yun Shuhua to drive out.

While they were entangled, the door of the room opened suddenly.

Holding the sutra in one hand, Jing Fan stepped out, and said slowly, "Steward, remove this person, this is the staff of the city lord of Zhu City, don't neglect."

Seeing that the Lord had spoken, the steward stopped pestering him and led the people to retreat respectfully.

In the quiet courtyard, only Yun Shuhua and Jing Fan were left.

Yun Shuhua looked at him without blinking, and asked with red eyes.

"Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

"..."

Jing Fan was a little surprised and said: "Young Master Yun misunderstood, I just left the city to do some important things, and I will be back in two days..."

"—why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

Yun Shuhua raised his voice and asked again.

"You want to leave me again, don't you?" He lost his mind, "Just like that time on Qingwu Mountain."

That time, Qingwu Mountain?

Jing Fan's face froze, and after a long time, he said, "Xiao Hua, you..."

Yun Shuhua rushed in front of him, tugged at his collar, and said, "Don't you think about throwing me away again, you came to tease me while I lost my memory, and then left on your own initiative, this is you Jing Fan What's the matter?"

As soon as the words fell, he kissed her without any rules.

The scripture in Jing Fan's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and spread out. He grabbed the back of Yun Shuhua's head, deepened the kiss, and immediately regained the dominance, pushing him against the porch pillar under the eaves. gentle.

Yun Shuhua was breathless from his kiss, but still refused to let go of him, and nestled in his arms, as if he couldn't hold her enough.

The entangled memories of the past flooded into the minds of the two of them for a moment, and what came overwhelming was Jing Fan's uncontrollable offensive.

After a long time, Jing Fan licked his bitten lips, gasping in his ear, "Call me by my name."

Yun Shuhua leaned against the cold and hard pillar, his eyes were red and the corners of his eyes were moist, and he whimpered, "Jing Fan..."

"Well, I'm here." Jing Fan's voice was no longer as calm as before. He kissed Yun Shuhua's eyes and said, "Call me Master again, okay?"

Well, how can it be bad.

Yun Shuhua's voice was muffled, and he took the initiative to post him: "Master."

"So nice."

Jing Fan sighed, wrapped his big hands around his hips and legs, hugged him up, and pressed his lips gently.

"Call me brother again, huh?"

The hand around his neck paused, and Yun Shuhua whispered puzzledly: "...I don't want it."

"If you don't call, I won't give it to you."

Jing Fan put him down, stroking Yun Shuhua's moist lips with his warm fingers, and then withdrew his hand immediately.

Yun Shuhua pressed his wrist, and the roots of his ears were blushing.

"Why do you call me brother?"

Jing Fan looked down at him condescendingly, with an indescribable lust in his eyes.

"Xiaohua is younger than me, so what's wrong with being called brother."

"Who said that the younger one should be called the older brother..." Yun Shuhua paused, then suddenly understood, "You are jealous of sister Miaoling."

Jing Fan scratched the bridge of his nose, and said word by word: "Sister Miaoling, you still call her like that now."

He let go of Yun Shuhua, picked up the collection of scriptures scattered on the ground, his black hair like a waterfall fluttered with the night wind, turned around and walked into the house.

"Don't go!"

Yun Shuhua didn't want to see his back at this moment, and when he recalled the past for a while, he couldn't stop feeling wronged.

He hugged Jing Fan's back, with a tear in his voice.

"Brother, please, don't go."

Jing Fan's body shook, he took a deep breath, turned around, picked him up horizontally, and put him on the bed.

He wiped away the tears from Yun Shuhua's face, kissed him delicately, and rubbed him in his arms, as if he wanted to become one with him.

"I won't go, I will always be with you."

After getting approval, Yun Shuhua hugged Jing Fan tightly, only to realize that his body was also trembling slightly.

They were both too afraid of losing each other, and because of this, they approached each other recklessly when they met.

"Well, love me," Yun Shuhua choked up, "We will never be separated again."

Jing Fan took off his long gown, and lay down in the depths of the bed with him, their tears blended together, and they kissed each other bit by bit, it tasted salty and bitter.

They are too bitter, and it took so long to usher in the rain.

At this moment, only by integrating into one body and feeling the existence of the other party, the other party's desire, desire, and even the pain caused by the other party, can one truly feel at ease.

Jing Fan's eyes were scarlet, leaving finger marks on Yun Shuhua's waist.He hooked the young man's leg with one hand, hung it on his arm, bent down and kissed him comfortingly.

The two fit closely together, only seeing each other out of control, and nothing else.

The moonlight is like a practice, sprinkled on the eaves, the four seasons are silent, and the long night is peaceful.

Lovers get married in the end, and they have gone through all kinds of hardships to meet each other, even if it takes a long time, it is worth it.

Fate comes and goes, and fate separates. In the cycle of cause and effect, they get together again.

Then be happy forever.

(End of text.)

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