Night Talk Hundred Stories

The white bone china flower pot has slight cracks at the bottom, and you can still see a few traces of pale yellow stains on it, and there are dark red Sanskrit letters on it. things, disgusting."

Youtan followed the two for a few days, but it was the first time he heard Qinghe's displeased tone, and he was a little dazed for a while: "Is that thing a monster?"

Qinghe laughed when she asked her a word, but she was not so angry anymore, she just squeezed the brocade bag in her sleeve lightly: "I don't know how many people's bones were used to make it, the resentment is very deep, it is used for Trapping me to wait for grass and trees seems overkill!"

Youtan recalled that he had been trapped in that flower pot for several days, and he was so sick for a while, he said: "I just hope that bad guy will be put in it someday!"

"I don't know where they found a branch of epiphyllum to make up the number..."

Qinghe and Heiyao sat at the side generously, but everyone in the courtyard didn't seem to see them. Qinghe played a trick and took a small piece of rose cake from the pastry plate held by a maid passing by. , took a small bite off a piece, and then handed it to Hei Yao's lips in satisfaction: "It's not that there are no good people in the palace, the master who makes this piece of dessert is very good~"

Hei Yao didn't know how he could see that the pastry chef was a good person with a piece of pastry, so he bit off a small piece with Qinghe's gesture, Qinghe looked a little embarrassed, and glanced at the maid who was walking away with a plate , asked: "I'll just take a piece like this, they won't find out, will they?"

"Hmm... no way?" Hei Yao was a little amused, and stretched out his hand to poke Qing Hewei's bulging cheeks: "Even if you find it, you can't return it to them."

Qinghe was still about to speak, but the audience suddenly burst into applause. It turned out that the epiphyllum in the bone china basin had bloomed.

On the emerald green stem, there is only one white and huge epiphyllum, as if it is only a snap of a finger, the extremely delicate petals break free from the shackles and bloom, and a burst of fragrance spreads along with it. I didn't dare to put it too heavy, for fear of frightening the baby in it.

Hei Yao watched from the side, only felt that this scene seemed familiar, he thought about it for a while and then smiled: Isn't it also the same when Qinghe took form?

Seeing him staring at the epiphyllum and smiling happily, Qing He immediately grabbed Hei Yao's clothes, "I'm hungry, shall we go find something to eat?"

Hei Yao turned his head to look at him when he heard the words, the smile in his eyes deepened, but he didn't speak, just watched the young man slowly blushing with a smile, and lowered his head embarrassedly to complain softly: "At first As I said... Hei Yao is not allowed to like other flowers..."

"I just remembered the scene of your transformation that day..." Hei Yao rubbed Qinghe's hair, and lightly tapped the bright red on Qinghe's forehead: "I have given all my heart and soul to you, where is it?" What other flowers and plants do you want to see?"

"But... I just feel unhappy..." Qing He muttered something in a low voice, after thinking for a while, he suddenly showed a big smile: "I know! That's what the mortals call 'sickness and jealousy', I It's because I like Hei Yao so much~"

——There is no one in the world who can openly say that he is jealous, young man.

The boy's soft and waxy voice seemed to be coquettish, like a very light feather brushing over the tip of his heart, soft and itchy, Hei Yao simply picked him up by the waist, held him high, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, My Qinghe likes me very much, and I also like you very much..." While talking, he turned and walked out of the garden: "Since Qinghe doesn't want to watch it, let's find something to eat and fill your stomach."

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Because it was New Year's Eve, the taverns and restaurants in the city were even more lively, Utan turned into a little girl when he left the palace, obediently followed the two of them, looking curiously at the novelties in the city from time to time.

After the three sat down in a small tavern, Qinghe pushed a plate of pastries in front of Youtan, and asked, "Did you just want to ask me any questions?"

"Huh?" Youtan was very surprised that Qinghe was able to see through what he was thinking in his heart, "How did you do it so well" was written brightly on his face, so that Hei Yaoqinghe couldn't help laughing, Qinghe forced a smile, and asked again: "Then what do you want to ask me?"

Youtan looked at Qinghe curiously: "I want to ask, did your lord do something to that flower pot? I always feel...a bit different..."

"You actually noticed it?" Qinghe was slightly surprised, and soon smiled: "I just cast a little curse, so that all the resentful spirits attached to it will know who their creditors are...to scare them at night The other party is also good." Saying that, Qing He wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction: "Who told that scoundrel to use that one to deal with me, it's not easy to scare him."

"That's right!" Youtan was deeply hurt by it, and he was even more excited at the moment: "It's better...well, it would be better to lock him in too!"

"You two..." Hei Yao looked amused, and tapped the porcelain plate in front of him with his chopsticks casually: "Tomorrow, it's time to go back to Wanyu Mountain. You eat early and go back to rest. If you wake up tomorrow morning Not coming……"

"If you can't get up, why don't you wake up later..." Qing He poked the green vegetables in front of him, looked up at Hei Yao: "I heard that there will be fireworks later, and New Year's Eve should be a city that never sleeps, so don't go to bed so early, okay? "

"...Okay." Facing the youth's clear eyes, Hei Yao immediately had nothing to say, and shook his head with a smile: "Then watch the fireworks."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard the sound of explosions in the distance, followed by applause and cheers from all over the city, Qinghe threw down his chopsticks and walked to the window, looked up and smiled: "Hei Yaoyou Tan, it’s fireworks!”

You Tan was not interested in the dishes on the table at all, so he jumped up and ran to the window, Hei Yao stood up, saw Qinghe's back was facing a window full of fireworks, and stretched out his hand to himself with a smile: "Let's watch together!"

"Okay." Hei Yao's lips curved slightly, he stepped forward to hold the boy's hand, and looked out together with his shoulder.

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