White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

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In a room at Yunxiuding, several men were reporting to Fu Lianlei. Yang Qingming just entered the room, and after hearing the last sentence, he glanced at his subordinates who passed by him, and only stepped forward to Fu Lianlei. Lei clasped his hands in salute: "My lord."

Fu Lianlei had no joy, no anger, no sorrow, he opened his lips calmly: "The assassination failed, and I failed to get rid of that kid surnamed Zhu."

Yang Qingming was surprised: "He is really that powerful, can he deal with so many masters?!"

Fu Lianlei sneered: "How is it possible! Someone rescued him on the way!"

Yang Qingming couldn't help worrying: "If this person is not eliminated, the day that young lady gets married..."

Fu Lianlei smiled: "But he has been seriously injured, so he probably won't be able to make it to the main helm of Xiyutai."

Even so, Yang Qingming was still a little worried, and suggested: "My lord, it's better to arrange more people on the day when Miss gets married. If that kid really dares to come on the way, just get rid of him directly! He is seriously injured. Should be easy to deal with!"

Fu Lianlei sighed, and replied: "I don't want my daughter to see that kind of scene on her big day."

Yang Qingming promised: "I will do my best to get rid of that kid before Miss sees him!"

Fu Lianlei said: "It's the best. This daughter is also my darling. I really don't want her to see bloody and brutal scenes on her big day."

Yang Qingming started to get down to business, took out a letter from his sleeve, and handed it to Fu Lianlei: "After the young lady married into Xiyutai, I have written in this letter how to start the plan, please look over it. "

Fu Lianlei accepted the letter generously, as if trusting, he didn't take a look at it right away, but only ordered: "You'd better tell Zhayue about your disguise, so that she can prepare early."

Yang Qingming held his hands respectfully, and agreed: "Follow the Lord's will."

After leaving the house, Yang Qingming strode across the corridor, met Fu Zhayue in the corridor, and there was no one around her to serve her, Yang Qingming immediately stopped and reminded her: "Miss is already pregnant, Be careful when walking alone."

Zhayue raised her eyes and saw him, she opened her lips and said, "Uncle Qing Ming, I feel a little bored, how about you accompany me to relax?"

Yangqingming smiled gracefully, and accompanied Zhayue, walking slowly forward, Zhayue looked at the scenery outside the porch while walking, Yangqingming looked back at her while walking, paying attention to the soles of her feet.

After being silent for a while, Zhayue suddenly opened her lips: "Uncle Qingming. Did my father say when I would attack that half-old man after I got married?"

Yang Qingming smiled slightly: "Miss, don't worry, it takes ten months to conceive a child, give birth, and breastfeed for a year, adding up to two years, these two years have grown very long."

Zhayue said: "I thought that if the plan is successful in the past two years, I would like to take my child to find Yunzhan, but... I am afraid that my father will not agree. Uncle Qingming, can you persuade me then? Persuade my father to let him agree?"

Yang Qingming replied: "Miss really likes that Zhu boy, so I can't see the kindness of the people around me."

Zhayue was puzzled: "Uncle Qingming?" Then he showed a little frustration: "Can't you promise me?"

Yang Qingming smiled coaxingly and said: "Where is the lady talking, how can I be stingy about such a trivial matter. It's just that what the lady said is too early, it's better to wait until the time is right to mention it."

Zhayue felt that this was reasonable, so she believed him too, and put the matter aside for the time being.The two strolled and reached the corner, Fu Xuehen came from another corridor and met the two by chance.

Zhayue called softly: "Brother."

Xue Hen was slightly serious, and responded: "Don't go too far, otherwise you won't be able to do anything, and Master Xue will find out."

Zhayue said, "I'm just relaxing, and I'll be back in a while."

Xue Hen didn't talk about her, walked to Yang Qingming's side, only said to Yang Qingming: "Come to my room tonight, I have something to talk to you about."

Zhayue was curious: "You guys, what do you want to talk about?"

Xue Hen didn't answer, but walked away quietly.Yang Qingming just guessed casually: "Maybe it has something to do with Miss's big day." He glanced at Zha Yue and said, "I'll send Miss back to her room first."

Zhayue nodded, feeling that her feet were a little tired at the moment, and accompanied by Yang Qingming, she walked slowly towards her bedroom.

After taking a bath and changing into clean clothes that had been scented with incense, Yang Qingming came to Xuehen's bedroom alone, climbed up the small building, stopped in front of the door of the bedroom lit by candlelight, and gently knocked on the door. A soft response came from the room: "Come in, the door is unlocked."

He entered the room generously, closed the door smoothly, and Xue Hen came out from behind the screen with disheveled hair, bare feet, and only a thin robe covering his body.After taking a closer look, he couldn't help but smile slightly: "My lord, what are you going to talk about with me tonight? No, talk about wind, moon, clouds and rain on the couch?"

Xue Hen turned his face away slightly: "You know, there are so many nonsense..."

Yang Qingming said: "What if I don't want to tonight?"

Xue Hen replied: "This is my order, do you have the right not to obey?"

Yang Qingming can't abandon this important chess piece for the time being. According to Fu Lianlei's strategy, after Xue Muhua's death, Zhayue, as the head's wife, will become the new head's fetus. At this time, if you marry Zhayue, you will be able to become the head of the previous generation, but Zhayue's temperament is variable, and there is no guarantee that his plan will be successful, so he can only rely on revenge.

So, he walked towards Xue Hen slowly, hugged Xue Hen, put one hand in to test from the side slit of the robe, and firmly bit Xue Hen's lips.

This cloud and rain lasted for nearly an hour. After the summit, the two were very happy, but Yang Qingming couldn't stay in this room overnight, and Xuehen couldn't keep him, so he just watched him arrange his robes with regret. , watching him leave his bedroom.

Yang Qingming's figure disappeared at the end of the stairs, and the sound of footsteps gradually receded, but unexpectedly, a figure slowly walked out from the darkness, with no sound at the bottom of his feet, he glanced sideways at the door of Xuehen's bedroom. Leave slowly, leaving no sign of coming like the wind blowing.

When this figure passed the stone lamp in the courtyard, her face became clear. Although there was no wave on her face, the hand hanging by her side was secretly clenched into a fist, and she went back to her bedroom and closed the door tightly. Afterwards, she took out a long brocade box from the cabinet, opened the brocade box, and took out a curse doll made of straw and rags and a long silver needle from inside, then sat down at the table, Holding the silver needle tightly, it stabbed the puppet countless times.

"Su Zhongming, this trick of revenge is all because of you! You ruined my lover! I managed to have a stable life today, but my son is going on the same path as you... If you don't If blood debts are paid, I am not Shang Yanhua! Just wait! I want you to taste the pain of being tortured in your heart! After that, this Yangqing name cannot be let go. He dared to seduce my son and push my son away. On this road of no return..."

While stabbing the puppet wildly, while muttering for a moment, Shang Yanhua relieved the resentment and pain in his heart, finally stopped, put the cursed puppet and the silver needle into the long brocade box, and hid them well in the cabinet , and then murmured again: "The sisters of the Red Face Sect in the past should have settled my son-in-law, but he must also rush to the main helm of Xiyutai on that day, I have to find a way to prevent him from dying... ..."

While thinking, she walked slowly around to the back of the screen.The candles in the standing lanterns are still burning quietly, no matter how the time flies bit by bit, it will be so dull that there will be no waves, because without life, there will be no fireworks in the world, and there will be no love, love or hatred.

A few days later at dawn, Zhayue was still sleeping on the bed. The door was gently opened from the outside, and several maids entered her bedroom with trays. The leading maid raised the curtain of the bed and hung it Okay, then gently took her arm and called out: "Miss, get up, don't snooze."

Zhayue was woken up, holding the quilt with one hand and refusing to get up, frowning, she only opened her eyes slightly, wondering: "Why did you call me so early... It's still far away from the meal time..."

The leading maid reminded: "Today is Miss's big day! Miss has to get up early to wash and dress up, and then wait for the team to pick up the bride to come to pick Miss up to Xiyu Terrace!"

Zhayue propped up her upper body unwillingly, uncovered the quilt unwillingly, got off the couch, yawned while washing up, changed into her wedding dress, and sat sleepily in front of the dressing table, while the maid was combing her hair into a bun. Take a nap.

When the sun was three poles high, the wedding reception team came to Yunxiu Peak according to the hour, Shang Yanhua helped Zhayue to the vestibule, said a few words to her, and sent her into the carriage.Yang Qingming was wearing a cloak to cover his face, and at this moment he waved goodbye to Fu Lianlei's family as well, and followed him into the carriage, Xue Hen was very reluctant, and suddenly grabbed Yang Qingming's arm.

Yang Qingming turned around and asked with a slight smile: "Is there anything else you want to explain to me, Young Master?"

Xue Hen looked into his bright eyes, and hesitated a bit: "I..., it's nothing, you have to take good care of my sister."

Yang Qing smiled and said: "Of course! This is also one of my tasks!" He lowered his head and looked at the hand that was holding on to his arm.

Xue Hen had no choice but to let go, and could only watch him get into the carriage, and watched the carriage slowly leave with the team, never noticing that there was a pair of worried eyes staring at him secretly, thinking to himself: I actually want to ask you , when can you go back to Yunxiuding...

In Qingluan City, in a strange stone palace, the surrounding hollow windows are shaped like the veins of lotus leaves. There is a clean spring pool in the center of the palace. There is a huge king lotus growing in the pool, and the huge lotus leaves are floating on the water. Huang Yan sat cross-legged on one of the lotus leaves alone. This time he was wearing a snow-white cross-necked gown and wide-sleeved shirt, with a light gray belt around his waist. The hem of the wide-sleeved shirt was covered with a faint moon white. Sitting silently with his eyes closed for a few hours, the lotus leaf was still firmly supporting him.

Yingqing walked into the palace slowly, Zhu Yanfeng followed Yingqing, looked at Huang Yan on the lotus leaf, and asked Yingqing: "Master, will Junior Brother Yan sit like this until night?"

Yingqing replied: "That depends on when Lianchi lets him go."

Zhu Yanfeng raised his opinion: "He has already taken the elixir refined by Elder Xingchui, and here he uses the essence of the sun and moon absorbed from the lotus flower and the purifying air of the lotus flower to regulate his veins and weather. From now on, his body and bones should be as it was when he was a teenager."

Yingqing smiled kindly: "He has good aptitude for cultivating the Tao. As a teacher, I still remember that he spent the longest time meditating among you disciples."

Zhu Yanfeng continued: "I used to tease him with his favorite octopus balls, barbecued pork buns, grilled saury, etc., but he didn't respond at all. It turns out that when he meditates, he will lose Six dusts, can't hear, can't hear, can't see, can't see."

Yingqing sighed softly: "When he left Qingluan City, he was exposed to too much worldly dust. I don't know if he can hold on like before."

Zhu Yanfeng asked boldly: "Master thinks... Junior Brother Yan is not as good as he was when he was young because he has been exposed to too much worldly dust and the pressure of investigating the case?"

Yingqing replied: "Probably so. As a teacher, let him take elixir and add it to meditation. This method also wants to reorganize his xinxing, so that his techniques and martial arts can be as light as flowing, and more More than ever."

Zhu Yanfeng was curious: "Why did Master suddenly refine Junior Brother Yan? Junior Brother Yan..." Thinking of Huang Yan's saying that he would create his own family in the future, the remaining half of the sentence couldn't help but choke in his throat.

Yingqing said helplessly: "He has a very different background from yours, and he will eventually choose to stand on his own. I'm afraid Qingluan City won't be able to keep him."

Zhu Yanfeng only lowered his eyes slightly and pursed his lips.

Yingqing continued: "Before he was in power in Mufeng Society, he relied on anger to use force, and his heart was damaged. Although this 'injury' is invisible, it will definitely become his hindrance in the future. As a teacher, I want to cure him of this invisible injury before the case is solved. Hurt', it will be of great benefit to him in the future."

After hearing this, Zhu Yanfeng nodded his head in agreement, and responded with an 'hmm'.

Yingqing glanced at Huang Yan on the lotus leaf, and said: "Master, I'm going back first. If he finishes his meditation, he will inform Master." After saying that, he walked out.

Zhu Yanfeng watched Yingqing respectfully, then looked back at Huang Yan, and then walked casually around the lotus pond.

After nightfall, the moon was like a candle and the stars were shining brightly. Suddenly there was a sound of water. Zhu Yanfeng looked back and saw the lotus leaf moving, slowly bringing Huang Yan to the entrance of the steps.

Huang Yan recovered from Liuchen, slowly opened his eyes, saw Zhu Yanfeng standing on a high place, stood up, stepped on the steps to come to Zhu Yanfeng, and asked, "Have you been here all this time?"

Zhu Yanfeng only asked: "Do you want me to say 'yes' or 'no'?"

Huang Yan raised the corners of his lips lightly, and said, "When did you learn to be so secretive? Are you not afraid to sleep on the floor tonight?"

Zhu Yanfeng immediately confessed: "Yes, I have been waiting for you here."

Huang Yan said with a smile: "It seems that you are afraid of sleeping on the floor, so you are so honest?"

Zhu Yanfeng leaned close to his ear and said softly: "I'm afraid... I won't be able to hug you." Then he asked concerned: "Are you hungry?"

Huang Yan glanced at the hollow window, knew that it was already night, and murmured: "So it's already dark..." Then he answered Zhu Yanfeng's question: "I want to eat grilled saury with teriyaki sauce, and spring pancakes with taro paste. I don't know if it's still there."

Zhu Yanfeng took his hand, led him out, walked in the night, and went straight to the dining hall.

Huang Yan looked up at the night sky while walking, and said, "There are so many stars tonight, how many are there? One, two, three, four, five..." He started counting.

Zhu Yanfeng said: "When we find a place to sit down, it's not too late to count. If you count while walking like this, the stars will follow you."

Huang Yan lowered his hands counting the stars, and went to Yingqing's bedroom with Zhu Yanfeng. After handing over the whisk, Huang Yan stayed for a while and talked with Yingqing. Zhu Yanfeng left alone, and went to the dining hall to bring some dinner. The food box came to Ziyanzhai first, and lit the lights in the bedroom of the small building on the east side.

Not long after, a greeting came from downstairs: "Brother Yan, you came here by such a coincidence? Senior brother just came back before."

Zhu Yanfeng knew Huang Yan was coming as soon as he heard the voice, and immediately opened the door, turned around and returned to the table.After Huang Yan went upstairs, he went straight into his bedroom, and the first time he saw his figure, he asked, "Where's my dinner?"

Zhu Yanfeng turned around and said with a smile: "You came just in time, the food is still hot." Then he opened the food box and placed each layer on the table.

Crispy grilled chicken nuggets sprinkled with pepper, saury topped with a layer of fragrant teriyaki sauce, black rice balls with chestnuts wrapped in salted egg yolk, and roasted mushrooms.

Huang Yan held the chopsticks and began to taste, chewing slowly, then muttered regretfully: "It would be great if there was plum wine, bayberry wine."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "If I told you sooner, maybe I could get a jar."

Huang Yan suggested: "You can ask Gong He to get it now."

Zhu Yanfeng put down the chopsticks in his hand, and confessed: "Actually, a few months ago, I secretly brewed a pot, but I don't know if it's good or not..."

Huang Yan said happily: "Quickly take out a pot and let me taste it!"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "Should I have a cup first? If the brewing is not good, the whole pot will be wasted."

Huang Yan simply said: "One cup is one cup."

Zhu Yanfeng took a clean empty cup, turned around and walked to a table by the corner, squatted down, and after a while, when he came back, the cup in his hand was already filled with Jinpanlu, and the aroma of plum wine was overflowing.

Huang Yan gently grabbed the cup, took a sip of the gold plate dew in the cup, Zhu Yanfeng looked straight at his expression, only when he raised his eyes and looked at each other, Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help being a little nervous, But the person in front of him just curled up the corners of his peachy lips comfortably.

Zhu Yanfeng immediately asked: "How does it taste?"

Huang Yan finished drinking a cup, put the cup on the table, and replied: "Go and get a pot, let's drink together."

Zhu Yanfeng froze for a moment, picked up the cup he had just used, poured the last drop remaining at the bottom of the cup into his mouth, and couldn't help but happily: "It's beyond my expectation! It should be more delicious if it is brewed for a while longer !"

Huang Yan demanded: "I want a pot now."

Zhu Yanfeng said generously: "I'll get it!" He took a clean and empty jug and came back with a jug of wine.

After dinner, there was still plum wine in the jug. Huang Yan leaned on the window sill and counted the stars in the night sky. After counting for a while, he took a sip of plum wine from the jug and said to Zhu Yanfeng: "I have counted to one. Thousands of 110 four stars, how many did you count?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "Zero."

Huang Yan smiled and said, "Zero? How did you manage to count the stars and get zero?"

Zhu Yanfeng confessed: "I didn't count a single star, I just watched you count the stars."

Huang Yan immediately handed the spout of the jug to his mouth, and said flatly: "You will be fined to take a sip, and you can't drink too much."

Zhu Yanfeng was more respectful than obedient, obediently let Huang Yan pour himself a sip of plum wine.

Huang Yan looked at the stars again, and suddenly murmured: "The stars tonight are so beautiful, I don't know which two are my parents?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "They have a way to let the younger generation know."

Huang Yan said, "Don't fool me."

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "Brother, I don't want to fool you. Look at the brightest star in the sky, and that one is your relative."

Huang Yan immediately said: "I think it's this one and this one!"

Zhu Yanfeng looked at him, smiled lightly, and gently hugged him in his arms.