After the love catastrophe, the emperor can't stop loving me

As a little pig with a fox head, Yunxi really doesn't want to go to Huaguo, but what can he do, Qinglan hugs him and touches him.

Just like when she gave him the Qiankun bag full of baby bumps, Qing Lan always used a very reasonable tone and gesture to do some very unimaginable things.

For example, if a short-legged fox couldn't jump into the bed curtain, Qing Lan would lean over and pick him up, and gently wipe the paw pads for him.

For another example, before going to bed, Qing Lan would comb his fur and whisper good night to him.

For another example, Yunxi stretched out his magic claws towards Qinglan who was taking a bath, and he was still soaking in the water very comfortably, allowing Yunxi's little claws to rest on his waist and eat tofu every now and then.

Just, like a dork, but not quite a dork.

Since Qing Lan didn't show any intention of coveting her body, Yun Xi rolled into a fluffy ball in Qing Lan's arms, and was already seriously doubting the possibility that she was the flesh and blood of Qing Lan's exiled relatives.

Of course, looking at the bewilderment of the people on board, and trying to forcefully explain Xianzun's profound expression, Yunxi felt that they were thinking about the same possibility as him.

After the fairy masters saw the fox, they all went numb.

In the world of comprehension, there are many immortals who keep spiritual pets and beasts, but they are at most the size of a palm, and they can be hung around the neck or stood on the shoulders to decorate the host's house.

As for their Immortal Venerable... Well, it is impossible to hang it, and it is impossible to stand on it. In the end, it can only be held.

A large lump of fox balls was carried, directly covering the facade, and it looked like a fat fox with a jade crown on it, and the immortal's clear face could not be seen.

Being blown up by the strong wind, Yun Xi yawned and licked his nose helplessly.

The feeling of being peeped by Quiet Mimi is really a bit strange, but the three-point amazement and five-point admiration in those eyes really satisfied his vanity and foxy heart.

As long as Qing Lan hugs her, no matter who looks at him, it's not like looking at an ordinary fox.

It's like looking at a baby bump with a universe inside.

Presumably, he was considered to be the first rare beast in the world, who transformed into three heads, six arms and eight legs, and could drink all the water in the South China Sea in one breath.

Being watched by such and such gazes, Yunxi involuntarily and proudly raised his big fluffy tail, look, look, look at my smooth and beautiful hair, look at my delicate and soft claws,

How cute, look, look, look at the cutest fox in the world.

The cutest fox is sitting on the same boat as you.

That's right, when they went to the capital, they took the same golden boat, probably some kind of magic weapon, if Qing Lan hadn't caught her claws, Yun Xi would have pounced on it and gnawed it to see if it was true or not.

The golden boat was moving so fast, Yunxi felt that he had dozed off in Qinglan's arms, and when he looked outside, the clouds parted, revealing the prosperous and magnificent land of Kyoto under the clouds.

There are many houses, temples, streets and alleys intertwined, fragrant cars and BMWs, and only the large red, green, yellow tiles fully interpret the soft red of ten feet.

Yunxi stays in Qingyunmen, where the fairy air is floating, and the green mountains and white snow are all over his eyes. He can't see the most prosperous, but it's just a small rural house at the foot of the mountain. down.

The emperor and his party, who had been waiting for a long time, raised their eyes and saw this scene

——Surrounded by all the otherworldly and refined fairy masters, a small but plump solid fox stared at big clear and bright eyes, clawed at the elbows of the people under him, and stretched his neck to look around.

The little emperor was only twenty-six years old, he had no knowledge, and was very excited. He acted stupidly on the spot with trepidation, but he didn't laugh when he was half-squeezed.

It was only when the minister next to him gave him a pestle that he finally came to his senses and called out to Yun, "Xian, Xianzun Sheng'an."

Yun Xi covered her face shyly, and laughed grinningly.

The Immortal Master next to him quickly said: "This is the Immortal Venerable."

Qinglan's white chin was slightly raised, resting on Yunxi's fiery fur, and her sharp eyebrows and eyes were indescribably deserted.

As soon as the little emperor's legs gave way, he immediately knelt down, "Immortal Lord, forgive me..."

He has a strong figure, and his knees ache even when he hears the bang.

The voice trembled, and the four characters trembled out of ten miles and eight bends.

Before Yunxi could react, bang bang bang bang, the minister also knelt down.

Then the onlookers knelt down.

Then, the fairy masters also knelt down.

Then again, the disciples also knelt down.

Yunxi: "?"

Before Yun Xi could react, in a few moments, apart from Qing Lan and herself who was being held by Qing Lan, even a puppy on the side of the road was pinned to the ground to express his submission.

What game is this playing?

Just, the little emperor kneels, the little emperor kneels, the little emperor kneels, the minister kneels, the minister kneels, the minister kneels whoever kneels.

All of a sudden, they didn't feel very happy. When they were like this, it seemed that Qing Lan was very fierce, as if she was going to kill someone immediately if she didn't agree with each other.

Obviously has a good temper... Yun Xi looked at Qing Lan, Qing Lan had a cold face, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and became that delicate doll who couldn't speak or laugh.

Maybe it's some preconceived idea, in Yunxi's eyes, he showed an unusual loneliness and fragility.

Like a sharp but fragile glass.

All the flowers and brocades behind have become shackles, and the long clothes are like snow, which is the only blank space in the whole picture.

Yun Xi suddenly didn't understand: "They respect Qing Lan so much, how could it be like that later...?"

Si Ming's scriptures were never detailed, Yunxi knew what was happening but didn't know why, what left the deepest impression was the scene where Qing Lan fell into a demon for love and was shouted and beaten by everyone.

All the god statues were destroyed, all the temples were pulled down, and even Qing Lan's name became the most vicious curse.

Si Ming said succinctly, "The plot requires it."

Yunxi: "..."

stare.

stare.

stare stare.

Si Ming: "...well, because people originally only needed him to live."

Yun Xi suggested very tactfully: "Speak humanly."

Si Ming thought for a while and asked, "Xi Xi, do you know how the world prays for rain?"

Yunxi: "I don't know."

Si Ming lowered his voice, and it seemed particularly meaningful, "... people pray for rain, and they are divided into 'Wen Qiu' and 'Wu Qiu'."

Wenqiu is the most common prayer. Kneeling in front of the gods and burning incense, they cry, shout, pray, and sing operas.

Offer the most sincere and most devout faith to the statue.

But if you can't ask for rain, you will ask for it. Angry people will throw the statue from the high seat, drag it in the hot sun, and whip it in the mud.

Is rain the work of the gods?actually not.

A group of people made a statue of a god on their own, begging him to worship him, but if the statue did not meet their expectations, they immediately swarmed up, harboring the greatest malice, wanting to knock him down, wishing to eat his flesh and blood, Grind his bones.

After a little explanation, Si Ming said deeply, "You, do you understand?"

Yunxi: "I don't understand, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Si Ming said: "...you are still young, it's normal if you don't understand."

Yunxi really didn't understand.

But he felt a little uncomfortable looking at Qing Lan like this. Qing Lan was obviously the tallest person among all the people, but she seemed to be the lowest one among all the people.

As if aware of the uneasiness of the fox in his arms, he gently scratched his round chin with his fingertips to comfort him.

Qing Lan: "It's okay, let's all get up."

His tone was light, and he couldn't hear his emotions clearly.

The little emperor got up tremblingly again, his whole body was shaking.

Not wanting to stay here any longer, Yun Xi gently held Qing Lan's wrist.

Qing Lan raised her eyebrows, what's wrong?

Yunxi winked and wanted to go out and play.

Qing Lan tapped her fingertips, alone?

Yun Xi nodded, wrapping her tail around Qing Lan's thin wrist.

Qing Lan was a little worried, the consonance between her wrists slowly moved, and landed on Yunxi's neck, forming a beautiful and delicate silver ring.

He said, for self-defense.

Lingxi looks soft and fragile, but it is actually the most powerful weapon in the world. Using Lingxi as a fox collar is like killing a chicken with a dragon knife.

And Yun Xi wore that shiny collar, wandering around the huge capital like a chicken, deeply feeling the happiness of the people in the city.

Looking around, eating, drinking and having fun, the noise is lively.

Or in order to welcome Qing Lan's arrival, Beijing held a lively Rewarding God Meeting. Countless red ribbons were hung on the branches of tall trees, and the sun shone on them, which was indescribably beautiful.

There is a tea house under the tree, men and women gather together, their skirts are like banners, when Yun Xi went to join in the fun, he heard the crisp sound of the chopping board.

On the case, the old man held a gavel in his hand, and talked about an old story from a thousand years ago, an old friend of a thousand years old.

On the platform next to it, the four big characters "Gongqing Baifa" are strong and powerful.

Yun Xi was knocking on the melon seeds while listening, and it took him a long time to understand that the first half of the paragraph was entirely about the achievements of this official in the officialdom. Acne, clean up the government.

At this point, the plot is all too familiar.

But Yunxi hadn't reacted yet, until the intermission, when the servants began to peddle, "Do you need a copybook by Mrs. Baifa?"

"Xi Qinghengzhi's characters, those who learn Qinghengzhi's talents will learn Qinghengzhi's talents, don't you gentlemen come and take a look?"

"The handwriting of Mr. Qing is hung in the boudoir. Maybe you can ask for a son-in-law like Mr. Qing. Don't all the girls be tempted?"

...

Yunxi called him a good guy.

He still remembered those events, but all his emotions were stripped away, and Yunxi seemed to stay out of it, reading a book with rich illustrations.

There are two people inside, one with his own face.

The copybooks are sold out, and the show is on.

The storyteller said that Qing Hengzhi has a very good relationship with his husband, they accompany him day and night, and stay with him every day.

In front of Yun Xi was Qing Hengzhi with a gentle smile on his lips when he entered the door.

The storyteller said that Qing Heng's love for his husband is unwavering, and he claims to be his widow, so there is no ambiguity.

In the darkness, Qing Hengzhi's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, even if he died tomorrow, he had to come in today.

The storyteller said that Qing Heng had gray hair all night, although he looked like a gentleman, his snow-white hair was like an old man.

This time, Yunxi saw nothing in front of him, he had never seen Qing Hengzhi with white hair.

I can't even imagine.

Grandma Qing is so old, she probably won't be able to accompany Qing Hengzhi for many years.

How can a person live without a husband or relatives?

The storyteller said... This man is really good at talking, he uttered all his tears, and Yunxi burst into tears.

But it doesn't matter, everyone is crying, and there are many people who cry harder than him.

I only know that this gentleman has great skill, for a while, the crying in the teahouse was like a wolf, one after another.

Yun Xi choked with sobs: "Si Ming! You need to know!"

Si Ming was inexplicably guilty: "?"

Yun Xi was very sad, "If a person is stabbed, he will die!"

Si Ming really wanted to say that the knife was clearly issued by him, but looking at the red eyes, he still chose to shut up.

I can't play anymore.

Yun Xi cried all the way back, and when the tears were about to stop, she saw Qing Lan in the courtyard with the exact same face as Qing Hengzhi.

The sun was in a trance, as if it was still that courtyard, or that young and dignified husband.

He rushed over with a wow, and hugged Qing Lan's waist.

Qing Lan: "?"

Qing Lan was startled, and hastily withdrew her hand that was on the orange cat next to her, with a rare look of bewilderment.

He explained in a low voice, "...Don't cry, don't cry, I just touched it, really just touched it."

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Cloud Cub:?What did you say you touched?

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