Is Xianjun jealous today?

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Yuan Zhao looked at him and said with a smile, "It's a bit sour, but it's still a little sweet inside."

Bai Jiuyao rubbed the side of his face, his expression was not slowed down until now, Yuan Zhao felt a little distressed when he saw it, and he handed over a cup of tea, "Dijun, take a sip of tea and let it go, it's my fault, forget you I like eating sweets."

Yuan Zhao handed the water to Bai Jiuyao's mouth, coaxing him, "Dijun, drink some water."

Bai Jiuyao lowered his head, drank his saliva and smoothed it out, and his face softened a little. Yuan Zhao was afraid that he would continue to make trouble, so he wiped the corner of his mouth flatteringly with his sleeve, "I think my precious emperor is going to eat the food here." If you're not used to it, let's talk about it when we return to Qingqiu."

"Hmm." Bai Jiuyao rubbed Yuan Zhao's hand, lowered his head and murmured, "Why hasn't Langyu come out yet? There's so much to talk about?"

"Brother has his own measure, we can just wait with peace of mind."

After Dai Ge's death, Yuan Zhao and Tian Hou proposed to let Langyu take over the Shura clan, but Tian Hou strictly stopped him as soon as he said it. He reprimanded Yuan Zhao for being soft-hearted and too easy to trust others.

Langyu is not only Dai Ge's own blood, but also the general stationed in Beihai. Even if Emperor Donglin is in their hands, it is unreliable.

But Yuan Zhao didn't think that way. He and Langyu had known each other since childhood. Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, they got along with each other for a while in Beihai. It is very affectionate.

At that time in Beihai, Emperor Donglin planned to assassinate Yuan Zhao. Whether it was raiding the barracks in the back mountain or setting up a trap in the bamboo forest to divert the tiger away from the mountain, Langyu knew about it from beginning to end and participated in it. But at the last moment, he still Choose to protect Yuan Zhao.

He was raised by Emperor Donglin, and he grew up under his strict lashes. Although he is wise and courageous, his temper is somewhat gloomy.

But no matter what else, just from the fact that he stood on Jiuchongtian's side without hesitation during the battle between immortals and demons, he only wanted to save Emperor Donglin's life, and he worked so hard to find the soul-gathering lamp and rescued Bai Jiuyao , plus all the previous things, Yuan Zhao was sure that Langyu would not be that kind of perfidious person.

If there is rebellion, there is no need to wait until now.

Bai Jiuyao sat there doing nothing, and lay in Yuan Zhao's arms as soon as he fell down, humming, "I'm a little sleepy from waiting."

Yuan Zhao looked at the person in his arms, and unconsciously stroked the fat and jade skin, and lightly tapped the cinnabar mole with his fingertips, "Sometimes the emperor really looks like a child. Only a person like Master can raise such a stupid fox."

Bai Jiuyao rubbed his face against Yuan Zhao's waist, "I haven't been back to Kunlun Mountain for a long time."

Yuan Zhao let out a long breath, "I also miss Master a little bit. Thinking about the 800 years, if I didn't have Master by my side to comfort me, it would have been even more difficult for me."

Bai Jiuyao stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of Yuan Zhao's nose, "Since you left, I've been sleeping alone on that jade bed, thinking of the way you lay on the animal skin and looking at me always makes me palpitate Melancholy, longing to the extreme."

"You dragon cub, you are really unforgettable."

Yuan Zhao smiled, "Now you know my benefits?"

"Actually, I knew it a long time ago, but I just didn't want to admit it." Bai Jiuyao played with Yuan Zhao's fingers, and put the back of his hand on his lips, "I used to care too much, and I was too late." Too much, and when I want to cherish it, I find that I don’t know how to love at all.”

"Fortunately, Zhao'er doesn't care about me as much, and treats me as usual."

Yuan Zhao's eyebrows moved, he leaned over and kissed, "As long as it's you, I don't care about anything else."

Langyu saw this scene as soon as he stepped into the pavilion, he couldn't see anything on his face, but he could barely smile while standing there, "Your Highness."

As soon as Yuan Zhao raised his head, he saw Langyu standing there. He hurriedly pushed and pushed Bai Jiuyao, and he muttered, "Brother, brother is back."

Bai Jiuyao got up unhurriedly, and sat there complacently responding to Langyu's livid face.

Langyu glanced at the green fruits on the table of the two of them, and said, "The things here must not be used to your Highness and Dijun."

Yuan Zhao pulled Bai Jiuyao to stand up, "Brother, how is Zhu Qi?"

"died."

Yuan Zhao and Bai Jiuyao said in unison, "Dead?!"

Yuan Zhao looked a little embarrassed, he was silent for a while and tentatively asked: "Yes, did brother do it?"

Langyu looked very tired, he rubbed his brows and said, "Your Highness, let's go back and talk."

Bai Jiuyao narrowed his eyes and looked at him slightly, his brows gradually furrowed.

Yuan Zhao said: "Okay, let's go back to Qingqiu and discuss again."

But Langyu looked at him, "It's better to go back to Jiuchongtian, so I can explain to the empress."

"Okay, let's go right away."

Bai Jiuyao hurriedly followed, originally thinking of listening to the gossip of the Shura tribe, but he blamed that Langyu, saying that it was not easy for outsiders to know about it, and Yuan Zhao's pleading was fruitless, so he could only He coaxed Bai Jiuyao back.

As a result, he was so anxious, and he waited for most of the night in Chenyang Palace, but there was no sign of anyone.

The more he sat on the couch, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and in the end he couldn't sit still anymore, so he had to walk back and forth in the hall blindly.

Although he said he had been here many times before, he didn't take a closer look at such a big Chenyang Palace.

The current Bai Jiuyao is restless, and he can only find something else to divert his attention. He was walking and watching in the huge Chenyang Palace. Suddenly, he found a door deep in the curtain. A door, a door I never opened.

He took a closer look, and found that this door was narrower than the small inner room where the memorials were reviewed.

Without thinking about it, Bai Jiuyao just pushed away.

Entrance is a portrait.

The portrait of the ninth day.

It seems that the small space can only hold the carved square table. On the yellow rice paper, the dusty and elegant face is lifelike, the white clothes are running slowly, and the figure is slender, but the eyes are like water, looking forward to brilliance. .

Bai Jiuyao walked over unconsciously, and the eyes of the person in the painting seemed to be looking at him, looking straight at him with tightness in his chest and sadness.

There are many things on the desk, the red bead, a white hair band, and the bamboo nine-tailed fox I bought in the mortal world are also placed on the far right, and there is a red collar among them .

Bai Jiuyao saw that it didn't look like something from a fairy family, so he picked it up and looked at it. There was a golden bell inlaid on the red satin. He shook it slightly, and the sound was clear and pleasant.

No matter how stupid he is, he should know the situation. I think this is the place where Yuan Zhao stored the relics of the ninth day.

Bai Jiuyao looked at the person in the painting, forced a smile, it's great, so many memories.

After standing in this room for a while, Bai Jiuyao carefully put those objects back to their original positions, and he was relieved until they were perfectly placed.

His restless heart gradually cooled down now, he moved to the bedside as if he lost his soul, sat down on his buttocks and began to wander out of his mind.

When Yuan Zhao stepped into the hall, he saw Bai Jiuyao sitting there in a daze. He didn't even notice that he entered the inner hall. He thought it was because he went to see Langyu and didn't bring him here to lose his temper. Yuan Zhao smiled Pushing him, "What are you thinking?"

Bai Jiuyao raised his head, and Yuan Zhao saw that the circles of his eyes were flushed, and he was in a bad mood. His fingers lightly brushed the corners of the eyes that were lit with cinnabar, and stuck them, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Bai Jiuyao had been holding back, but when he was asked in such a soft voice, the string could no longer be stretched. He hugged Yuan Zhao in his arms, as tight as if he wanted to rub him into his body.

Listening to the whining sound in his arms, Yuan Zhao was a little confused, what's the matter?

Bai Jiuyao couldn't hold anything in his heart, he was so depressed now that he wanted to roll on the bed.

After crying for a long time, he finally vented the pressure on his heart. He cried out of breath, "I, I saw, I saw Chu Jiu's portrait."

Yuan Zhao was taken aback, then straightened Bai Jiuyao's black hair with a smile, "What's wrong? Are you jealous again?"

It's not Langyu, it's from the ninth day of junior high school.

Yuan Zhao knew that Bai Jiuyao looked cold and ruthless, but in private he liked sourness and jealousy like a little girl, but the frequency of these attacks was too frequent.

"Dijun, tomorrow I will send someone to draw a portrait of you, how about hanging it in the center of the main hall of Chenyang Palace?"

Bai Jiuyao: "..."

Seeing that the person in his arms was no longer sobbing, Yuan Zhao couldn't help snickering, this fox is always so easy to coax.

"Really?"

Bai Jiuyao raised his head, looking at him so pitifully with teary eyes, Yuan Zhao's heart softened when he looked straight at him, he wiped the tears on Bai Jiuyao's face, and kissed lovingly, "Really , how could I lie to Dijun?"

The face that was crying like a little tabby cat immediately burst into a smile, "Okay, I will draw tomorrow, and I want to draw more handsome and brave."

Lying on the bed at night, although Bai Jiuyao was displeased, he was still thinking about it. He hugged Yuan Zhao and hummed, "What are the things there?"

Yuan Zhao lay down wearily, without even opening his eyes, "Don't tell me, or you'll have a lot of trouble looking for reasons."

Bai Jiuyao rubbed Yuan Zhao's waist, "Say it, I don't make trouble, I want to hear it."

"Don't say it." Yuan Zhao turned around and ignored him.

Bai Jiuyao thought for a moment, turned over and pressed down, bit Yuan Zhao's neck, and said a little bit aggressively, "Say!"

Yuan Zhao clutched his neck, angrily pushed him hard, "Why are you acting like a dog!"

"Who do you call a dog?"

"you!"

Bai Jiuyao lifted the quilt and was about to take off Yuan Zhao's underpants, which frightened Yuan Zhao. In the past, he pestered Bai Jiuyao to beg and look forward to it. Although his wish has been fulfilled now, there is still a tendency to become too prosperous up.

"Tell me, let me tell you." Yuan Zhao was really scared, he pulled his underpants tightly, "What do you want to know?"

Hearing what he said, Bai Jiuyao became more honest for the time being. He let go of his hands and lay on Yuan Zhao's body, staring at him like a thief, "Did that collar come from the mortal world?"

"Yes."

Yuan Zhao looked at him, "At that time Chujiu was injured and showed his true body, I thought he was a little white dog. When I went to the market, I saw other people's dogs wearing this, so I bought one for him. .”

Bai Jiuyao frowned, "He wears it?"

"Yeah." Yuan Zhao looked at him proudly, "Of course, he also wore it for me to see later, Dijun, would you like to try it?"

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The author has something to say:

Recently, the text has been crazily locked, and the previous chapters have been changed beyond recognition, hey.

(I lifted the quilt in the middle of the night, and there was a high-ranking judge inside. He leaned on my ear and whispered to me: No sex.)