Abandoned Immortals

Que Qingyun left the Qiankun Palace, followed by a dark aura along the way. They must be spies sent by the emperor to keep an eye on them, at least before the heavenly sacrifice, and not allow them to move freely, so as not to make mistakes during the heavenly sacrifice.

Now the development of the situation can be regarded as ridiculous. As she walked back, she thought in her heart, just let it be and wait for the end of the heavenly festival, or take the initiative to fight back and show Dong Mingle a little color?

Walking through the long corridor, Que Qingyun's footsteps stopped suddenly.

The lights on both sides of the road suddenly went out, she raised her eyes, and saw the criss-crossing and changing corridors around her, and the looming aura behind her also disappeared out of thin air.

After about three breaths, the four walls were remodeled, and a deserted courtyard appeared at the end of the corridor, and a tall figure stood in the courtyard, waiting for her to pass by.

Que Qingyun's eyes were slightly focused, but the expression on his face did not change, and he walked forward calmly.

Stepping into the courtyard, the promenade behind you turns and changes again, and the path you came from disappears, separating this small courtyard from the outside world.

Such a miraculous technique can only be achieved by masters of the Void Realm who have experienced the power of the void.

"Is there anything that I couldn't say in detail in the hall just now?" Que Qingyun broke the silence, "My lord."

As his voice fell, he saw a man in black robe not far away taking off his hood, and an old face appeared in front of Que Qingyun's eyes. It was the emperor's only confidant, Emperor Yan Chengyue.

His seemingly chaotic eyes hide the essence of wisdom, and he has the calmness in his hands.

"Sect Master Que." The Emperor Master said, "I have something to ask."

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Back in the small building, Yu Lian was still in a deep sleep, Que Qingyun walked to the bed, lifted up the brocade quilt that had slid down to her shoulders for her, then took out the book, lying on the bedside to read it carefully.

Yu Lian didn't wake up until after noon, and Que Qingyun was no longer in the house. She yawned and got up, put on her clothes and pushed the door out, only for a moment, she felt that the atmosphere in the yard was not quite right.

There are a lot more lurking breaths around, dark and dark, more than twice as many as before.

Spreading out the spiritual knowledge, these people should be the secret guards of the palace, the same group as the guards outside the courtyard before, all of them are directly under the emperor's teacher, and all of them are strong.

Que Qingyun was meditating on the roof, Yuxi didn't want to go up the stairs, she used lightness kung fu to get up from the courtyard, her feet stepped on the rubble of the roof, making a very soft sound.

Before she got close, the woman in white opened her eyes, her eyes were soft, just like the Xiangshui River she saw last night, broad, distant, and profound.

"Master's cultivation seems to be improving again." Yu Lian walked to Que Qingyun's side with his heart, and sat on the roof ridge next to Que Qingyun's arm.

Que Qingyun smiled slightly, and replied: "I just meditated, and I have gained a little."

Yu Lian asked again: "Master, do you want to continue practicing?"

"When you come, just sit together for a while and stop practicing."

"Oh." Yu Lian agreed, and leaned closer to Que Qingyun again, with her hands folded around her knees, looking towards the courtyard in the distance.

She also sat here for a few days before, she had a clear understanding, and her cultivation has improved a lot. It seems that this palace is indeed a treasure.

There was no rain last night, and the flowers in the yard were blooming just right. Under the sun, clusters of small flowers of various colors were competing to open, and butterflies were blooming.

"There are a lot of people outside the yard." Yu Lian mentioned this incident in her heart, presumably Que Qingyun should know the reason.

"Yeah." Que Qingyun nodded, "The monarch trusts the villain's instigation, fearing that my master and apprentice will cause trouble during the heavenly sacrifice, so he puts us under house arrest. These people are here to follow."

Yu Lian was stunned when she heard that, she just fell asleep, why was she put under house arrest after she got up?

A flash of light flashed in her mind, and Yu Lian blurted out, "Is it Dong Mingle's trick again?"

Que Qingyun patted the hem of his clothes lightly: "The idea of ​​being a teacher coincides with Lianxin's."

Yu Lian glanced at the seemingly peaceful and peaceful courtyard, propped her hands on her knees and tilted her head: "What is Master's intention? Dong Ming is happy to make progress, Master, do you still want to adapt to all changes?"

Her tone was relaxed, and she didn't sound half aware of the anger after the incident, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth showed a hint of playfulness, as if she was interested in the increasingly complicated situation at present.

Que Qingyun raised her lips, and asked without answering, "Is there any countermeasure for Lianxin?"

Hearing the words, Yu Lian tilted her body, leaned on Que Qingyun, and said with a smile: "What countermeasures can disciples do? Cultivate when you need to practice, sleep when you need to sleep, the sky is falling, and there is still a master to support it, what are you afraid of? "

"Isn't this just responding to all changes with the same?" Que Qingyun looked at her amusedly.

"That's different." Yu Lian picked up a strand of Que Qingyun's ear hair and played with her fingertips, "Dong Mingle's plan must be to prevent the master and his disciples from participating in the heavenly sacrifice, and let her do whatever she wants." What does Mingle have to do with my master and apprentice when he fights with Emperor Dazhu?"

As she said that, Yu Lian suddenly changed the subject: "However, she made the mistake of placing a corpse puppet talisman on the master, using this as an excuse to coerce the disciples to cooperate with her actions."

"So?" Que Qingyun asked.

"So..." Yu Lian rested her head on Que Qingyun's shoulder, looked at the flowers swaying in the wind in the yard, and asserted, "Since Dong Mingle is so afraid of us, it means that what will happen in tomorrow's festival has nothing to do with us. The relationship between the master and the apprentice is very close."

The smile in Que Qingyun's eyes deepened, and he stretched out his hand to brush away the hair hanging from Yu Lian's forehead.

The latter suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze collided with Que Qingyun across the air, and then he showed a sly smile: "In that case, let's wait a bit, when the day of the heavenly sacrifice comes, chaos rises in the palace, and a few hidden guards outside the courtyard , can you stop me from going?"

"In the past few days, I have been recuperating in the pavilion, watching the scenery in the morning, and resting in the sunset. Isn't it good?"

Yu Lian picked up a lock of Que Qingyun's hair, and blew on it. The hair moved with the wind, and there was a thin and shallow halo under the sun, which was really beautiful.

Que Qingyun suddenly grabbed Yu Lianxin's wrist and let go of the hair wrapped around Yu Lianxin's fingertips.

Then, she turned her wrist, took out a red string from nowhere, tied it lightly on Yu Lian's white wrist, and tied a delicate and beautiful knot.

Que Qingyun turned her face to face the afternoon sun, and the warm golden sun fell on her body, fading away the cold temperament, but giving birth to a little bit of warmth, ironing people's hearts.

Yu Lian stared at the red string on her wrist, a little dazed, but for some reason, she heard a muffled sound like a drum beating in her chest.

She slightly bent her fingertips, unexpectedly feeling a little uncomfortable.

Slightly flushed cheeks revealed a youthful look that did not match her coquettish makeup, Yu Lian looked away, half bit her lip and muttered in a low voice: "Master, what are you doing?"

Obviously asked knowingly.

Que Qingyun lifted his cuffs, revealing another matching red rope around his wrist, and said with a smile, "Use this rope to tie my apprentice, no matter what happens from now on, Lianxin will not be able to run away."

"I don't know why." Yu Lian pursed her lips, "I was just talking about the Heavenly Sacrifice."

The tone of her mouth was complaining, but the corners of her slightly curved eyes betrayed her true feelings. After she finished speaking, she added, "Where did the red string come from?"

She was obviously more interested in Que Qingyun's sudden trick than Dong Mingle's tricks.

Que Qingyun was also frank: "Yesterday, while boating on the river, passing by the street causing trouble, I saw tourists making a wish in pairs at the stall. For some reason, I went to the peddler and took two for my teacher."

"Somehow?" Yu Lian raised her eyebrows in a deliberately provocative way.

The white-clothed fairy slightly turned her face away, and a thin layer of pink appeared on the tips of her ears: "The red rope is bound together, which means that lovers will finally get married. If you want to win a lottery, I want you not to be angry about what happened yesterday."

When she said this, she felt ashamed and didn't dare to look into Yu Lian's eyes. After she finished speaking, she heard a light smile like a silver bell coming from her side.

Yu Lian couldn't help but hugged her arm and laughed happily, especially joyously.

Que Qingyun specially made her happy, this is really an anecdote, like the sun coming out from the west.

But now she believed that it was possible for the sun to rise in the west.

"Master." Yu Lian called softly, cupping Que Qingyun's face with both hands, forcing him to turn his head and look at him.

The expression on Que Qingyun's face was the same as usual, but if he looked carefully, he could find some subtle changes in that calm and calm expression.

For example, when her face is reflected in the deep pupils of the other party, you can see shallow ripples in Que Qingyun's eyes.

Que Qingyun's eyes are abysses and mud, once they get in, they can't get out again.

She was dressed in white clothes, the jade crown was neatly worn, and her hair was combed meticulously.

In contrast to Que Qingyun's Zhou Zheng, Yu Lian's heart is not sitting, her black hair is casually spread behind her shoulders, and only a section of red string is tied at the end of her hair.

The master and the apprentice sat opposite each other, their skirts flapped slightly, and their cuffs slightly raised. In each other's eyes, they only saw each other.

Yu Lian let go of her hand suddenly, brushed off her sleeve, took out something from the sleeve storage bag, and hung it in front of Que Qingyun's eyes.

Que Qingyun was dazed in a daze, and then he heard Yu Lian laughingly said: "The master gave the disciple a red rope, and the disciple also returned the gift with something."

It was a jade jue hanging from a red string, with a hollow belly, like a crescent moon surrounding the drop-shaped space, with sharp breaks and distinct edges and corners.

In this jade jue, there is a word engraved shallowly: heart.

"It's a coincidence that there was trouble on the way yesterday, the master saw the red rope, and the disciple caught sight of this piece of jade." As she said that, she took out the jade pendant that she had begged for from Que Qingyun earlier, and the word "cloud" was engraved on it. The drop-shaped jade pendant coincides with Yu Jue, forming a complete circle.

"My disciples often think that maybe the two yin and yang fishes do not match our personalities. Master is like this water drop, which has both corners and circles.

"The disciple is more like this piece of jade, sharp and flawed. Only with the master by his side can the disciple be consummated."

If ten thousand years ago, their token of love hadn't been the pair of yin and yang fish, would they have been lucky enough to avoid this ten thousand years of wasted time?

Yu Lianxin handed the jade to Que Qingyun, and said to her: "The disciple gave this jade to the master, what does the master think?"

Que Qingyun held her hand, and put the jade into the palms of the two of them.

She stared quietly into Yu Lian's eyes, and when she spoke, her voice was very soft, like the wind blowing today, with a hint of warmth.

"This has to be said in reverse."

The palms of both hands are printed on the surface of Yujue, and the texture is gentle.

Que Qingyun's free left hand lightly stroked Yu Lianxin's ear.

"Being a teacher is limited to one side, and if you think you are complete, there are deficiencies. This is my disciple's heart, accepting the teacher's obsession, and expanding the teacher's strengths."

The author has something to say: It’s incredible that I’m actually writing about two people falling in love

PS, writing a love line is really tiring_(:з」∠)_