Is Xianjun jealous today?

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"Hey." Shangqing looked at him with a look of hatred for iron, and pointed at him with trembling fingertips, "You, you, how come you are not as good as a woman now? Can't you be more open?"

Bai Jiuyao was puzzled when he heard the words, "Why did Master say that about me?"

"Do you love him? The dragon."

Bai Jiuyao's tone suddenly softened, "Yes."

"Then you do these things, don't you feel very contradictory?" Shangqing thought of Yuan Zhao's appearance at that time, and his heart ached, "Did Teacher ever tell you that he has a heart disease, a serious heart disease, and will dead person's!"

Bai Jiuyao didn't dare to recall what happened that night at all, even if it made him uncomfortable at all, he knew that he would regret it a long time ago, so he could only restrain himself from thinking about it.

But no matter how much he tried to escape, he still couldn't change the fact. He just regretted it. What supports him now is just that little bit of poor self-esteem.

That day he was dazzled by jealousy and anger, and he didn't care about what he did. Now that the scriptures have been mentioned, he suddenly felt afraid. If something really happened to Yuan Zhao, wouldn't he regret it for the rest of his life?

"You, you are just too dissatisfied." Shangqing simply didn't know what to say to this stubborn Bai Jiuyao. He was such a well-behaved child in Chujiu in the past, but now he has become such a stick.

Seeing that Bai Jiuyao had no words, Shangqing looked at him and said quietly: "Who doesn't want to open his eyes, and there is someone who loves him to the bone?"

"You are always in the ninth day of the ninth day, but he is you. You and him have experienced the past together, but you just forgot it." Shangqing was emotional, "You must not forget, you can turn your face Do you deny it?"

Bai Jiuyao looked dazed, "But I just can't get over this hurdle in my heart."

"You are such an elm lump, I am too lazy to tell you, and I can't persuade you." Shangqing raised his hands and sighed: "I just have pity on Yuan Zhao, who has been hurt by love at a young age. In the final analysis, it is because of me." .”

Shangqing glanced at Bai Jiuyao, who was not up to date, with the end of his eyes, and said helplessly: "After all, I still owe him."

Yuan Zhao calmed down in his own palace for a few days, at least his mood stabilized, Kai Yang stayed with him every step of the way, not daring to leave for even half a step.

He knows now that heartache really makes people hurt and vomit blood. If he hadn't knocked Yuan Zhao unconscious in time, he must have recalled the Yaowang who traveled far away.

When Si Ming heard that Yuan Zhao was broken in love, he wanted to come to inquire about the news, but he didn't dare to ask more questions when he saw the prince's life-threatening look.

The two people who were still inseparable before had become like this now, and Si Ming couldn't even guess the reason, and he couldn't figure out the reason for a day, so he didn't have the mood to do other things.

Seeing him anxiously scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks but not daring to ask, Yuan Zhao felt a little funny.

Since he came back, Si Ming has been following him, with a curious expression on his face but silent, he said: "What? Waiting here to listen to the story, so as to find inspiration for your own storybook?"

Si Ming immediately apologized with a smile: "Don't dare, I'm just an official, I'm worried about Your Highness."

With Kai Yang and Si Ming accompanying him these days, Yuan Zhao's mood has eased a little, and with the daily affairs weighing him down, he simply doesn't have much time to feel sorry for himself.

Yuan Zhao struggled for a few days, but his complexion was still not good, and he lost a lot of weight. Yaohua looked distressed, and sent people to deliver a lot of supplements every day. Si Ming was here to borrow money, Yuan Zhao Can't see anything, but his face is ruddy.

While looking at the copybook, Yuan Zhao briefly explained what happened, and Si Ming was at a loss when he heard it.

"Can it still be like this?"

Yuan Zhao raised his head with a pen in his hand, "What kind?"

Si Ming said word by word: "I...are jealous with myself? What kind of operation is this?"

After being made such a fuss by Bai Jiuyao, Yuan Zhao also had some doubts. In the past, he just thought that Bai Jiuyao had a cold personality, but he never thought that he was so heartless.

This person is really terrifying. One second he can lift you up to the clouds, but the next second he will push you into hell.

And it is a hell beyond redemption.

Si Ming was rubbing ink for Yuan Zhao at the side of the case, and said quietly: "Your Highness, too, always asks what the Nine Supreme Immortals do."

Yuan Zhao sighed, "No one would have thought that he would be jealous of me, right?"

He thought about it, and regretted it a little, "Blame me for being cheap, I don't know how to look at my face."

"Hahaha, besides 'Keep away from strangers', is there anything else on Dijun's face?"

Yuan Zhao glared at him, "Of course."

Bai Jiuyao's life is not stained with dust. At first glance, it seems that he is not easy to get close to, but after getting along for a long time, you will know that there are still many subtle expressions on his face, but you just need to take a closer look. Just figure it out.

He presumably had little contact with people, so he was extremely shy. At that time, he would hide his head by ducking.

When he was angry, his eyes were bigger than usual, and when he was so angry that he couldn't speak, he could only shake his sleeves and stare at him, and his tongue was clumsy, so stupid.

Although he doesn't smile often, but for some reason, when a cold person smiles, he looks so good-looking, like a flower carved in ice with its ice coat off, not only not stiff, but also makes people feel very warm and comfortable.

Yuan Zhao stared blankly at the door, how many days has it been?How many days has it been since I left Kunlun Mountain?

Why is it that in just a few dozen days, it seems that thousands of years have passed.

Si Ming saw that Yuan Zhao was stunned, and the tip of the pen in his hand was dripping with ink, which almost stained the memorial. He hurriedly stepped forward to snatch it, and comforted him: "Your Highness, please rest assured, this matter may not be resolved." There is room for change, at the palace banquet that day, I watched the Emperor and Your Highness talk about each other, so I must have some thoughts for Your Highness."

Yuan Zhao came back to his senses, not knowing whether he had listened to Si Ming's words, he said to himself: "I'm scared."

Si Ming: "What are you afraid of?"

"His moodiness, his temperament is changeable, loving him is like stepping on the tip of a knife, and you don't know when you will get hurt."

"The uneasiness in my heart, the anxiety, the constant fear of being abandoned the next second, is really tormenting."

Si Ming asked himself, he didn't write such ups and downs in his story books, and he didn't know how to comfort him for a while. If it was the ninth day of the ninth day, it would be fine, but the Emperor Qingqiu really made him dare not approach.

"Your Highness, did you give up?"

"He didn't want me."

Yuan Zhao looked at Si Ming with slack eyes, and said in a sour tone, "Even if it is to torture him, I am willing to stay by his side, Si Ming, do you know? Since he came back, every second I stayed by his side Every time I look at him, I think it is a gift from God, and I earned it for nothing."

"I really, never thought he could come back." Yuan Zhao's eyes turned red, "I looked at him like a dream, but he really came back, I can look at him, touch him When I see him, I can smell the faint fruity fragrance on his body, and I can even hold him and put my arms around him."

A tear fell down Yuan Zhao's cheek on the rice paper, the corners of his mouth curled up stiffly, "He also said he loves me."

Si Ming was a little panicked at the side, he hurriedly got up and rummaged, but luckily he brought a handkerchief with him, he wiped Yuan Zhao's tears in a panic, and said: "Your Highness, don't cry... oh, this But what should I do if I ask you to be a subordinate official?"

Seeing his bewildered look, Yuan Zhao grabbed the handkerchief and wiped it on his face indiscriminately.

"It's all a dream."

Bai Jiuyao is also having a hard time these days. Ever since he drove Yuan Zhao away, he has never had a good night's sleep. Even if he is practicing kung fu, he is disturbed and unable to settle down. Sitting in Jiuli Palace is neither lying down nor lying down. , in short, I feel uncomfortable all over.

He was in a bad mood, so he could only go to Shangqing Palace to talk with Shangqing, because he was not familiar with the other seniors, and he didn't want to let more people know about such things because of face.

Shangqing has said the same words thousands of times, his lips are almost worn out, and he doesn't know what's going on, but Bai Jiuyao still likes to listen to it, even if it's a few exact words, he won't be in a good mood after listening. Can relieve a lot.

But it's a pain in the ass, he complained listlessly: "You, you and that dragon cub are a match made in heaven, you don't solve the problem, you choose to torture me? What kind of obsession do you all have? Ah ? How old am I? Can I withstand such torture from you?"

Bai Jiuyao looked at him wronged, "I can't calm down."

"Then you go to find the dragon cub who can calm you down!" Shangqing was really speechless, he admitted that he was a talkative person, but repeating the same thing every day was unbearable for anyone yes.

Bai Jiuyao has never been a stalker and thick-skinned person, seeing Shangqing's tired attitude, he can only swallow the bitterness in his stomach.

Seeing him getting up to leave, Shangqing continued, "I have told you so much as a teacher, have you listened to a word?"

Bai Jiuyao stood there motionless, dejected like a child who made a mistake and was waiting for criticism.

Seeing him like this, Shangqing also felt uncomfortable, and said in a straight-faced manner: "Xiao Jiu, don't blame me for not reminding you, when Yuan Zhao falls in love with someone else, it will be too late."

Bai Jiuyao raised his head, with emotions hidden in his eyes, he opened his mouth, but still didn't say a word.

Shangqing sighed and waved at him, "Sit down."

Bai Jiuyao didn't hesitate, and sat down obediently.

Shangqing took a sip of the scented tea in front of him, and said, "You should know about Jiaolong's unruly feelings towards Yuan Zhao before, right?"

"Ah."

"But there is another person, you must not know."

Bai Jiuyao raised his head suddenly, looked straight at Shangqing with a pair of eyes, and said dully: "Who?"

"Langyu."

Bai Jiuyao's eyes immediately turned wrong. The name was so strange that he had never heard Yuan Zhao mention it before, and in his impression, he had never seen this person at the palace banquet.

Bai Jiuyao: "Who is that?"

Shangqing pretended to be mysterious and smiled, "What? Are you scared?"

Bai Jiuyao nodded without hesitation.

Shangqing babbled and said, "He is the son of Emperor Donglin and Yuan Zhao's cousin in name, but in fact, he is the son of King Shura Daige."

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