Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

In the Zhenjun Temple, which has always been deserted above the heavenly court, Xiaotiangou is lazily lying on the long steps that have been washed and cold. Xiaotianquan is resentful in his heart. The task that needs to be completed by oneself, so lonely and empty guarding the Zhenjun Temple, has really become a watchdog.

In fact, the inside of the temple is not as quiet as it looks outside the temple gate. The third prince Nezha, who is trapped in the hall, has long been unable to hold back his temper, looking at the memorials and edicts that are sent over every moment on the table. , Nezha's frown was almost carved into his skin.

It turned out that the second brother had such a tense and boring life on weekdays.

Of course, Nezha is just pretending to be in this hall, so he doesn’t need to deal with these documents. The Meishan brothers took over and distributed them to civil servants in an orderly manner. In front of him, but even so, Nezha couldn't bear it anymore.Thinking about when his third prince was so restrained, he always did what he wanted, and the gate of the Heavenly King's Mansion was completely useless to Nezha.

But Nezha didn't dare to act according to his will. He sat on the head of the Zhenjun Temple and put Yang Jian's hat on it. If there was any mistake, it would be counted on Yang Jian's head. Even if Yang Jian didn't mind Nezha, he felt ashamed to face others.

Fortunately, it won't be too long.

Nezha lay on the table and lamented, when will the second brother come back...

When Chang'e came, Nezha was so scared that he almost lost his mind. Fortunately, the thousand-year-old god did not do it in vain, and immediately turned into Yang Jian and dealt with it politely for a while. Chang'e looked a little restless and looked at herself very strangely.However, Nezha didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Not just any god in the heavens had the power of Yang Jian's heavenly eyes. Chang'e's cultivation alone should not be able to see through his true body.

However, Nezha always had a guilty conscience, so he was not in a good mood to be polite with Chang'e. He pretended to be busy with a cold face and dismissed casually, and Nezha didn't remember what he said.Fortunately, although Chang'e was a little bit strange, she didn't go into it, and she didn't even stay there.After Chang'e left, Nezha realized that his back was drenched in sweat. It seemed that it was too difficult to pretend to be Yang Jian.

Nezha lay on the table again and wailed, second brother, come back soon...

The night was already very deep, the candles in the mansion were gradually extinguished, layers of clouds floated over to cover the moon, and darkness came slowly.

Yang Jian was lying on the ridge of the roof, and Zhan Zhao was resting on his arm to breathe and gradually calm down. The bodies close to each other were still burning with the temperature of love...

Yang Jian's eyes were piercing and he didn't feel sleepy.

The moon was gradually covered by the clouds, but Yang Jian had been watching the full moon looming in the shadow of the clouds, and there was a slight coolness in the wind, and there was a sense of imminent tension.

Yang Jian frowned. He didn't like the feeling that he couldn't control and couldn't see the future clearly. Everything was unknown.

There are too many variables in the unknown, which often surprises people.

Any accident is something Yang Jian doesn't like to see.

Zhan Zhao subconsciously shrank into Yang Jian's arms. Yang Jian wondered if he should wake Zhan Zhao up so that he could go back to sleep in the room, but he couldn't bear to part with the quiet atmosphere at this moment, so he had to pull his long gown and put it on Zhan Zhao's body to force it. cover up.

Yang Jian lowered his head slightly and looked at Zhan Zhao's sleeping face. He was very quiet and peaceful, and could hardly see any emotional ups and downs. However, Yang Jian knew that in Zhan Zhao's hidden heart, there had always been uneasy factors, although he never But Yang Jian can also see it from the flickering in the depths of his eyes when he mentions it.

Yang Jian couldn't think of any way to calm Zhan Zhao's worries.

Yang Jian didn't intend to affect Zhan Zhao's normal life. Originally, Yang Jian just wanted to wait by his side quietly like this, without any return, just like the purest friendship, even if he was stuck in the mud, he would watch thousands of people in the future. The loneliness of thousands of years is also recognized.

Yang Jian just wants Zhan Zhao to live a good life.

But the development of things was unexpected. Zhan Zhao's intelligence and calmness far exceeded Yang Jian's imagination. He accepted his love frankly and let everything develop without pressure...

Zhan Zhao definitely didn't want to affect Yang Jian's normal trajectory at all, so he concealed his deep worry very well.It's a pity that Yang Jian couldn't hide all this after all, because Yang Jian was facing him wholeheartedly at this moment.

Yang Jian saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

Gently kissing Zhan Zhao's forehead, the slightly hot temperature made Yang Jian's heart beat slightly out of balance.

How can I have the best of both worlds? !

Bai Yutang poured all the jars of pear blossoms into his stomach, his eyes were filled with hazy drunkenness, the dynasty mahan Zhang Long and Zhao Hu of the Kaifeng Mansion surrounded him and were still yelling and drinking. They couldn't see each other's gestures clearly and couldn't hear what drinking order they had given. They only heard the word "drink" and picked up the wine jar to drink it.

Damn Yumao, Zhan Zhao, who loves the new and dislikes the old, left his own mice all the way to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with him, only to learn that he went to Yang Jian's mansion.

Yang Jian's mansion, Bai Yutang, is not unaware of it. Originally, he was full of anger and wanted to disturb the scenery, but when he thought of Yang Jian's expression that was always calm and breezy, and Zhan Zhao's slightly shy appearance concealing his explanation, Bai Yu In the end, Tang still didn't move his legs, and only benefited the guard brothers of Kaifeng Mansion, and drank the Jiangnan Lihuabai he had brought so hard for nothing.

Bai Yutang had no choice but to get himself drunk to avoid too many associations.

Bai Yutang thought in a wicked way, just get drunk, and then sleep in Zhan Zhao's room, it would be best if he vomited all over the bed and covered the floor with filth, and Zhan Zhao came back with a stunned face not knowing whether to laugh or cry...

Well, that's a good idea. Just now I heard from Mr. Gongsun that Zhan Zhao's house was not locked.

Yang Jian still carried Zhan Zhao back to the house, he was not willing to wake Zhan Zhao after all, so he had to work hard to support his arms that were numb from Zhan Zhao's pressure and perform agility. To the sky, it was a little bit reluctant to lift the body lightly.

It seems that Zhan Zhao ate a bit too much at night, and his body is obviously heavy.

Yang Jian murmured: "Next time I can't make so many things to eat..."

The corners of Zhan Zhao's lips turned up slightly, with an uncontrollable smile emerging.Yang Jian froze for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "So you're already awake, but you have to make me work so hard to make you laugh."

Zhan Zhao opened his eyes slightly, with deep sleepiness in his eyes, and said, "I haven't woken up yet, but the second brother made me confused when he was muttering. I remember that the second brother said that I ate too little. with..."

Yang Jian put him on the bed, Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand to hook Yang Jian's neck, Yang Jian's lips almost touched Zhan Zhao's cheek, and his breathing became a little disordered, Zhan Zhao tilted his head to see that Yang Jian was silent.

Yang Jian said softly: "Perhaps, we should exercise more to avoid indigestion..."

Zhan Zhao's cheeks began to turn red uncontrollably.

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