White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎Incense makes lovesickness◎

When dusk fell, Wu Yan took his saber and carried Hei Hei on his shoulders, walked along the mountain path and stone steps, walked to the mountainside, looked up from a distance, and saw a very conspicuous white stone archway standing among the greenery, and then He knew that he had reached the entrance of Xiyu Terrace.He turned his head and glanced at Hei Hei on his shoulder, making sure that Hei Hei was also very calm, so he continued to walk forward, crossed the archway in a short while, and broke into the boundary of Xiyu Terrace gracefully.

After dusk, the disciples of the martial arts sect eat, bathe and rest. They are not as active as during the day. Just to prevent people from going up to the mountain to do evil, a dozen people are left to form a patrol team to patrol the mountain all night.On Yangui Island, there is also such a patrol team, Wuyan knows it well, seeing the torches moving from a distance, they come slowly towards this side, turned around and dodged behind the big tree to hide.

The black claws tightly hooked Wu Yan's robe, and did not fall when Wu Yan dodged, but was a little frightened, Wu Yan looked back at it, and raised his hand to gently stroke the back of the cat's head, comforting it.

After the patrol team passed through his field of vision, Wu Yan dared to come out from the hiding place and continued to walk quickly to the top of the mountain along the path.

The stone buildings of Xiyu Terrace were close at hand, so Wu Yan became more cautious, half-hidden and half-approached, hiding behind a boulder, and peeked at the main gate not far away.

Two lanterns hang on both sides of the tall and spacious lintel, illuminating two wandering figures, who are the disciples guarded by divine soldiers.It was the first time for Wu Yan to sneak into the site of Xiyu Terrace. He didn't know much about the environment in the building, so he didn't dare to rush in. He only held the cat standing on his shoulder in front of him, and whispered to the cat: " Mr. Hei Hei of the Murong family. Tonight is up to you, go in for me to find out the situation, and I will wait for you with dried fish." After finishing speaking, he put it lightly on the grass.

Hei Hei seemed to understand, looked back at Wu Yan, and called out in a low voice: "Meow." Then he ran forward quickly, and slipped into the Xiyu Terrace in the blink of an eye.Wu Yan only leaned against the cold boulder, crossed his arms in front of his chest, not only appreciating the beautiful night scene in front of him, but also vigilant about his surroundings, waiting for the cat.

Hei Hei sensitively walks through the buildings, climbs at will, rolls over many places, looking for it, and the bell sways slightly around him, making a crisp sound.When it stopped on the beam of the corridor, aimed at another beam at the corner, and jumped, it underestimated the distance, and the cat fell straight down without touching the beam.

But it reacted quickly, turned over quickly in mid-air, and made its hands and feet touch the ground sensitively. It didn't suffer any external injuries, and it didn't even have internal injuries. Suddenly a big hand stretched out from the night, grabbed the back of its neck, and caught it squarely.

"Where did the wild cats come from? Dare to run around in Xiyutai." The voice rang out. It was a handsome man with willow eyes wearing a crab green cross-collar gown and a light blue wide-sleeved gown with landscape patterns. Twist her hair into a ball-shaped bun, leaving only two bundles of temple hair hanging over her shoulders, and Zhongruan is still on her shoulders, as if she has returned from a happy performance.

After saying that, the man's eyes fell on the cat's neck, and he couldn't help being slightly stunned: "Bell? Are you the owner's cat?" When he met the cat's amber pupils, he realized that he was being stared at fiercely by the cat. He opened his mouth again and let out a threatening growl, thinking: This cat is not like the cat raised in our family, could it be...someone broke into Xiyu Terrace?

He only raised the corners of his lips and showed a sly smile, but the man was not in a hurry to report to the higher-ups. He just held it in his palm and stroked the back of the cat's head. Unexpectedly, the cat slapped its claws mercilessly, and the cat quickly broke free and ran away on the ground. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the man and the scratches on the back of the man's hand.

The man covered the scratches, with a little frustration on his face, staring in the direction the cat left.Unfortunately, a disciple stepped forward, cupped his hands and respectfully said to him: "Master Yang, the head summons you."

The man only replied indifferently: "Tell the head. I can't replace him, and I can't walk like him! If the head needs child molestation, there are many young and handsome disciples!" After finishing speaking, he put his hands behind his back Leaving rebelliously, let the night cover the figure.

In the middle of the night, Hei Hei still didn't come back. Wu Yan waited a little anxiously, and suddenly heard the rustling of grass leaves behind him, accompanied by the sound of a bell, and hurriedly turned around, seeing Hei Hei coming to his feet. He raised his head and let out a low cry.Wu Yan picked it up, saw it was full of grievances, and wondered: "What's wrong?" He looked around and said, "Go back first." He only put Hei Hei on his shoulders, and left the site of Xiyutai, Run down the mountain.

Returning to the guest room of the inn, lighting the lamp, Wu Yan put Hei Hei lightly on the table, checked the cat's fur and claws, and sniffed the smell of the cat.The cat's fur was stained with a little dust and small pieces of dead leaves, and the cat's paws were clean. The cat's body exuded a very light, very light incense, which smelled like white orchids and magnolias.

Wu Yan said to the cat: "Did you go to the flower bushes, or did you get into the lavender room?" He vaguely remembered the fragrance of Yang Qingming's clothes more than ten years ago, which made him nostalgic , couldn't help sniffing the cat fur again.

Hei Hei began to bark, as if begging for small dried fish, Wuyan stroked its cat's back, comforted it, then opened the seal of the small jar, took out five small dried fish, put them on the table, let Hei Hei enjoy.

At this time, Yang Xinsu, who was enjoying a bath in a bathtub in a bathroom in the palace, put his arms on the edge of the tub, was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly murmured: "Uncle Wuyan hasn't come to see me for several days. , I didn’t see him even when I went to the Xiangyu Tower, which made my life so boring these days. This palace is so big, does anyone know where he went?”

Outside the bathroom, a sneaky figure passed by, came to the window, squatted down with his back to the window, and whispered to himself: "Yang Xinsu puts on makeup and paints her eyebrows every day, so she can't even take a bath like this?"

With a lot of guts, he took out a small knife from his waist, rotated the sharp blade out from the inside of the handle, and carefully pried the window open. The light in the bathroom shone on his face , it was the Dazheng Emperor Li Zhen.

He put away the sharp knife, then cautiously climbed into the bathroom, tiptoed to the tent, snickered once silently, and then carefully raised a corner of the tent, revealing a little gap, through which his eyes went He looked inside, but saw Yang Xinsu sitting in the tub with his back to the door and window.

The smug look slowly disappeared from his face, he lowered the curtain, and thought in disappointment: so clever? !It happened to have his back to this side, and he didn't even let me see his side face...

Immediately, Li Zhen didn't stay, and carefully retreated to the window, climbed out, and closed the window carefully, after looking around, no one noticed like when he came, let go of his guilty conscience, and strode away.

Walking in the night, I don't know how long I walked, Li Zhen suddenly stopped and said to himself: "Why am I walking so fast? It's so cool here, I should take a walk to relax." Then he changed to a relaxing pace and continued to walk forward .

At the fork in front, a figure suddenly passed by slowly. Li Zhen looked at the other person's side face from a distance, was slightly stunned, and then quickly followed up, calling: "Mr. Zhu?"

Zhu Yanfeng turned around immediately when he heard the sound, and replied, "It's the Holy One? It's so late, why are you here?"

Li Zhen came to him and asked curiously, "Why is Mr. Zhu here?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "Just relax."

Li Zhen followed him slowly, and said casually; "I have been out of the Imperial College for a long time, I don't know what the situation of Fenghuang Que is like now?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "It's almost the same as before."

Li Zhen was slightly stunned: "Really? I thought they would be more noisy than before." Then he asked: "Then Yang Xinsu... is still the same, wearing makeup and dresses every day?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "He is still the same."

Li Zhen wondered: "Why does he love those makeup and women's dresses? He is the strangest in the entire Phoenix Palace."

Zhu Yanfeng calmly said: "A person's preferences are nothing more than his freedom, if it does not hinder anyone, it is his freedom."

Li Zhen said: "I still miss Yang Xinsu who didn't dress up like this when I was young."

Zhu Yanfeng took a look at Li Zhen's expression, and said, "Your Majesty seems to care about him the most?"

Li Zhen couldn't help being secretly nervous, but pretended to be calm: "His mother has something to do with my father, and he has something to do with me. Naturally, I will be a little concerned..."

Glancing at Zhu Yanfeng, Li Zhen couldn't help but continued: "There's something I've always wanted to ask..."

Zhu Yanfeng said generously: "Your Majesty, ask."

Li Zhen boldly said: "Mr. Zhu was a monk before? I heard that ring scars are the highest honor in Buddhism, but Mr. Zhu has become a layman. Is there anything more important than this honor?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "It is the life of an important person. For him, I violated the regulations. I was sorry for the master who raised me, so I was shaved to make atonement. Later, for him, I was sorry for the eminent monk who was kind to me. The sin is heinous."

Li Zhen guessed: "This person, could it be said that he is Mr. Wenren?"

Zhu Yanfeng didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either, he just said: "These things have already passed." Then he reminded: "Is the Holy Majesty not planning to go back to the palace? The harem is over there."

Li Zhen looked over with his index finger, only to realize that the road under his feet leads to the Imperial College, and he is very far away from the Inner Palace, and he needs to trot for half an hour to get back to the Inner Palace. After being shocked, he immediately walked quickly go back.

Zhu Yanfeng didn't mind that Li Zhen left without saying hello, but he just looked at the moon in the night sky, thinking in his heart: I don't know what Yan'er is doing at this time, probably, he is already asleep?

In Qingluan City, in the dormitory of the small building on the north side of the Jinyun Building, there are still faint lights on, and the small incense burner on the square table is still slowly emitting incense mist, and the breeze blows in from the half-opened window, gently blowing Half-rolled bamboo curtains.

The gauze curtain of the sleeping couch has been lowered, but there is no one on the sleeping couch. Huang Yan stands behind the partition, his figure looming, wearing a single-clothes, with the skirts open, and loose strands of hair. The fingertips gently climbed from the chin to the upper bosom, flirting with the peach-red chenmoren, and couldn't help sighing softly. After a while, she raised her head slightly, closed her eyes lightly, and bit her lower lip lightly.

After a while, the tooth shell let go of his lower lip, and he also opened his eyes. While he was a little tired, he was also a little out of breath, and the water splashed on the side of his knee unintentionally, and flowed down his calf. Flow down slowly.

After he calmed down, he bent down slightly, put his index finger and middle finger together, touched the water splash on his calf, took a look, and then looked at the lamp through the gap of the partition, and whispered to himself: "In Mufengshe, I am the same Missing you every day is not as impatient as it is now. Maybe the moist days have passed for too long, and people will forget the persistence in the cold window?"

He started to move, walked to a table with the four treasures of the study, dried his calves with a piece of soft paper, straightened his clothes, tied his belt, sat down at the table, picked up a pen, and talked to himself : "What should I write tonight? How about writing a new work?" He took a blank piece of Chinese paper and wrote down the handwriting.

The author says:

Note: Willow eyes seem to be slender and charming eyes.

In order to avoid confusion, I simply announced: There is a pair of twins in this article, and Wu Yan is the younger brother of the twins.It is the younger brother who just appeared in this chapter.