I'm the fish that Neptune's apprentice wants to keep

Nanfeng's fingers intertwined

let's get married

Yu Wangshi stayed in the villa. He could walk out of the room and do anything, but he just couldn't leave the villa.

Yan Qinghe doesn't always appear in front of him, sometimes Yu Wangshi sees him every day, sometimes he doesn't see him for several days.

Yu Wangshi wanted to go out urgently, but every time he mentioned it in front of Yan Qinghe, Yan Qinghe's whole demeanor would change drastically, and his originally gentle tone would quickly cool down.

"No."

Yu Wangshi remembered his behavior that was almost out of control before, so he didn't dare to mention it again.

Only then did Yan Qinghe's face turn better, "If you feel bored, I'll take you out to play in a few days."

There were not many people in the villa, except for some drug boys who were in charge of sweeping and eating, only Lu Yuanxiao would come occasionally.

This day Lu Yuanxiao brought him some fresh gadgets bought from the mortal market.

At that time, incense was burning in the furnace. The young man was dressed in white clothes, but his face was whiter than his clothes. His long hair like ink silk seemed to be in the water, and the swaying was fascinating. Under the clothes, his bare feet looked like white jade.

Lu Yuanxiao was terrified when he saw it, and hurriedly looked away, not daring to look any further.

Yu Wangshi didn't realize it, and asked him if he knew the forbidden password of the villa.

Lu Yuanxiao stammered: "Why does my uncle have to leave, you are safe here."

With Yan Qinghe around, almost no one in the world dares to commit crimes, no one will stare at his face with greedy and obsessive eyes, no one will say some embarrassing obscenities to him, but...

Yu Wangshi paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said, "I don't like being locked up for no reason."

"But Master is only here to protect you, do you know that he..."

Lu Yuanxiao became more and more emotional, but his voice stopped abruptly. Yu Wangshi looked up at him, "What?"

Yan Qinghe didn't know when he appeared behind him, but without saying a word, Lu Yuanxiao hurriedly left with a pale face.

Yu Wangshi wondered if Yan Qinghe had heard it, or how much he had heard, and was hugged by the waist.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

Yan Qinghe carried him into the house, and did not let him go, but let him lean in her arms, held his feet, and put on shoes for him.

Yu Wangshi's body was a little stiff, trying to retract his feet.

"I will do it myself."

Yan Qinghe didn't let go, but instead held his waist, with a force that could not be refused.

He said softly: "Xiaoqi, I don't want to hurt you."

Yu Wangshi didn't move anymore, and let him put on his shoes.

"If you feel bored, after a while, I'll take you out to play, okay?"

Seeing him drooping his eyes and saying nothing, Yan Qinghe almost coaxed him gently.

But Yu Wangshi just said: "Senior Brother Six, let me go."

Yan Qinghe paused, and said after a long time: "Xiaoqi, he can't protect you."

The young man in his arms bit his red lips, his voice was soft but firm: "I will protect myself, Sixth Senior Brother, I also know that you are doing it for my own good, but I really... like him."

At that moment, Yan Qinghe seemed to be frozen, like a silent battle, he lost from the very beginning, and he lost completely.

The scurrying chill in his body started again, and this time it was accompanied by the internal energy rushing like fire.

Yan Qinghe tried his best to suppress it, because he was afraid of hurting the person in his arms. When he let go of Yu Wang, he disappeared in a bit of a state of embarrassment.

For the next two days, Yan Qinghe did not appear in front of him again, and when they met again, Duan Huaiti finally broke through the restriction of the villa and broke in.

After the hardships of the past few days, the young man lost a lot of weight. When he saw Yu Wangshi, he showed a slight smile. He protected Yu Wangshi behind his back, and then looked at Yan Qinghe coldly.

Yan Qinghe stood in front of the window on the attic, looking at their clasped hands from a distance, and finally, without saying a word, he watched them leave.

Yu Wangshi turned his head from a distance, in the half-dark window, he couldn't see clearly that Yan Qinghe's body was already wrapped in white frost, the black hair turned white, and the cold went to the bone.

It's just that my heart is inexplicably heavy and uncomfortable.

Until the finger held by Duan Huaiti was lightly pinched.

Yu Wangshi looked at him, and the boy smiled at him: "Master, let's get married."

"marriage?"

Duan Huaiti gave a solemn "Mm", and said seriously: "I've thought about it for a long time, we have already completed dual cultivation, if according to the folk customs, the master is my wife, and this relationship will naturally be accomplished. "

Yu Wangshi blinked, his face was so hot that he couldn't bear it.

How could this person talk about dual cultivation at any time?

But... get married, do you really want to get married?

Duan Huaiti took his hand, put it on his lips and kissed lightly, he said in a low voice: "After getting married, the master is completely mine, and no one can take it away. Of course, I am also the master's." .”

Yu Wangshi's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and then he blushed and nodded.

Although they have already decided to get married, there are still many rules and customs before getting married, Yu Wangshi doesn't know much about it, but seeing how well prepared Duan Huaidi is, one knows that he must have known about it earlier.

"Before the master asked me to go down the mountain to deal with the evil cultivators, some mountain people just got married."

Duan Huaiti took him to the town at the foot of the mountain to buy a lot of things, and then came back, and began to decorate the residence built before, decorated it with red cloth very festively, lit the red candles one by one, and placed them on the stone bed where the two slept. The bed was replaced with a new red bedding, covered with peanuts, lilies and lotus seeds.

Although it is not necessary, the picture has a good meaning.

The most important thing is the wedding clothes that the two of them will wear.

Duan Huaiti went to the best tailor shop in the city to make an order in advance, and even the pattern was drawn by himself.

Yu Wangshi felt strange: "You know how to do this?"

Duan Huaiti's brows and eyes were full of smiles: "I learned from my mother before, if I don't want to marry the master as soon as possible, I can still make wedding clothes myself."

As he spoke, he leaned over and kissed Yu Wangshi's cheek delicately.

There is no time to make Xifu by hand, naturally there are reasons for wanting to be more intimate with Yu Wangshi, but there are no more excessive ones.

Firstly, it was really busy, and secondly, Duan Huaidi heard it from nowhere, saying that couples should not have sex in the first few days of marriage, otherwise it would be unlucky.

So even though he made his breathing disorder, he finally restrained himself with difficulty: "I really want to get married soon."

Yu Wangshi laughed, raised his hand and pinched his face.

On the day of marriage, the autumn air was crisp, and the red maples on the mountain were all red and red.

The mountain people have received a lot of favors from them on weekdays, and when they learned that they were going to get married, they also spontaneously came to congratulate them.

The children clapped and laughed around Yu Wangshi, Yu Wangshi was very happy when someone came to watch the ceremony.

Knowing that Yu Wangshi liked it, Duan Huaidi didn't chase him away, but only put a red hijab on Yu Wangshi's head, and whispered in his ear: "I don't want anyone else to see Master's appearance."

Yu Wangshi thinks of his own situation, and it is really not appropriate to show his face in public.

Everything was joyful, the master of ceremonies shouted, the children's immature laughter, the woman's praise and blessing, and after the worship, Duan Huaiti's hand took his again, fingers interlocked.

He heard the young man's light and joyful laughter: "Master is my bride."

Li Cheng.

The accident also happened suddenly at this moment. Yu Wangshi was covered with a red hijab. He couldn't see what was happening outside, but felt that the air seemed to be frozen, and the surrounding was strangely quiet. Also disappeared, leaving only the chill of the autumn wind.

It is obviously the golden autumn season, how can it be so cold?

Yu Wangshi felt the body of the boy next to him tense, but he still used his arms to protect Yu Wangshi in his arms.

He lifted the hijab, and saw the corpses of mountain people all over the ground, the same color as the red maple on the mountain.

Zhuo Yao hooked his lips: "I heard that you also have a charm bone, very good."

Duan Huaiti hated him to the bone, and at the moment he just tried his best to restrain himself. He smiled when he turned his head to Yu Wang, "Master, you leave first, I will come to you later, okay?"

"Not good." Yu Wangshi said.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Zhuo Yao said to Yu Wangshi, "I only want the charm of your body, as long as you follow me, how about I let him go?"

"Don't think about it."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Huaiti coldly interrupted him.

Yu Wangshi held his hand reassuringly.

He will not run for his life alone, nor will he choose to compromise with Zhuo Yao in order to protect Duan Huaiti, this is just an insult to the young man, and it will be more uncomfortable than letting him die.

They will face the dilemma of life and death together.

Duan Huaiti is a genius in Taoism, given time, he may not be able to surpass Zhuo Yao, but the time left for him is too little.

At this time, even though he has been cultivating very hard, he is still not Zhuo Yao's opponent.

But the fatal blow was blocked.

As he was dying, the scenery in front of Yu Wangshi became extremely distant, and his vision began to blur, from white to red, Duan Huaiti's beautiful face seemed to be broken in his eyes, and he couldn't put it together. A finished look.

The only sense is still sensitive, because he can feel the fingers touching his cheeks are trembling, and warm water drops fell to his eyelids, wet his eyelashes, and he couldn't keep his eyes open.

He tried to open his lips and made a weak sound.

"You have to...promise me that you will...be able to live..."

But he has never been able to hear Duan Huaiti's answer, only boundless sleepiness hit him, forcing him to leave the warmth in his arms.

In the end, he seemed to hear the long cry of the crane.