The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

Since Emperor Fengjiu has taken charge of all the affairs of the Taichen Palace, the Lunar New Year is a must-have festival every year.It is true that other festivals must also be celebrated. After all, for the lively Feng Jiu, the festival is just an excuse, and the excitement is the essence.But New Years is different after all.

On Xiaonian's day, Feng Jiu swept the dust according to the custom.Although Taichen Palace has its own fairy attendant who sweeps cleanly every day, she just swung the broom tied with green bamboo leaves and grapefruit leaves for a few times, but she still felt that she had accomplished a great event, and she turned her head away. Shaking hands and beating legs seemed to have worked hard for a whole day, making preparations for bathing, changing clothes, and dressing up.

Just after noon today, Donghua was invited by Tianjun Yehua to discuss matters, and it seemed that he would not be able to return until evening.That being the case, it is a good time to try on the new clothes prepared for the Chinese New Year, and you can also try on the new makeup you learned the day before yesterday.It wasn't that Feng Jiu didn't want to show Donghua, but it was because every time she tried clothes and makeup in front of an emperor whose face was comparable to that of an empress, and who talked as much as rivers and lakes, it would lead to the same result.For a new dress and a set of makeup, he had to endure backaches and backaches for a few days, and the little fox felt that it was not worth it.

Feng Jiu sat in front of the mirror in a good mood, spread out all the things, carefully applied makeup and powder, painted eyebrows and temples, and only after a while did she wake up to the fact that there was a milk doll watching her.

Youyou, the little princess of the Taichen Palace, is only 50 to [-] years old. She has just evolved from rolling and crawling to running and jumping. She is at the age of soft milk balls, and she is very curious about everything she sees.At this moment, I saw my mother was very busy applying powder, lips, eyebrows, and combing her hair. Her eyes that resembled Donghua did not blink for a moment, her cheeks were bulging, her small mouth was slightly opened, and she was gnawing on her fat hands. Be very involved.

"Youyou, does mother look good dressed like this?" Feng Jiu leaned in front of her daughter, and her more delicate face was reflected in Nai Tuanzi's clear pupils.

"It's pretty." Youyou held his mother's face and looked left and right, a string of crystal-clear saliva settled on Feng Jiu's face.

Nai Tuanzi tilted her head and asked puzzledly: "Mother, why did you do this?" On weekdays, Feng Jiu would probably do her makeup when she got up early, and at that time Xiao Tuanzi was still asleep, so she didn't know what mother was doing. What.

Feng Jiu wiped her daughter's "enthusiastic gift" and replied: "Because it's the New Year! You have to dress up beautifully during the New Year!"

"Does everyone want it? Mother wants it, You You wants it, brother Gun Gun wants it, and father wants it too?"

"Yes, yes! Not only Mother, Youyou, Gungun, and Father, but even Chonglin and the others want it. Everyone must dress up beautifully during the New Year, tidy up energetically, and bid farewell to the old and welcome the new!"

After patiently solving her daughter's problem, Feng Jiu looked in the mirror, the pink face was slightly springy, the clouds were woven and the moon was embellished with purple gauze, she felt very satisfied.

The little girl thought for a while, stood on tiptoe, stretched out her paws and grabbed the big and small tools that her mother had placed on the dressing table, and said, "Then you have to learn first!"

During the holidays, there are naturally some gifts and gifts that need to be taken care of. Although Donghua has a high status, except for a few or five old friends, most of them can only receive gifts, but Qingqiu has a prosperous population. Donghua can be informal, but Fengjiu can't.In the past few days, she directed the immortal attendant to rummage through boxes and cabinets to prepare all kinds of gifts and send them to all over the world.

Those from Mo Yuan and Zheyan should be more special, those from grandpa should be richer, those from father should be more solemn, those from aunts and uncles should be more caring, those from Cheng Yu, Lian Song, Si Ming, Xiao Yan, and A Li should be fun ...The age rewards for Taichen Palace are also indispensable, especially Chong Lin...

Feng Jiu was thinking about it, but saw Gun Gun rushing out of the side hall with his face covered, his footsteps were rather awkward.

At this time, Bai Gungun has the appearance of a tall and handsome young man, and his face that is taking off his childishness reveals a somewhat bright and handsome outline, which not only has the brightness and warmth of his mother, but also the free and easy elegance of his father. Suave and coquettish.In the past, with a serious and serious face, he resembles Donghua seven to eight times.But Feng Jiu knew that Gun Gun was still very tender compared to his father.

"Get lost? Are you..." Feng Jiu was surprised to see that he lost his composure and turned away from looking at himself, and stepped forward to block his son's way.

"No, it's nothing, I'm practicing..." came the muffled voice.

"Cultivation!" As an ancestor who fooled people since she was a child, Feng Jiu knew that there must be demons in abnormal things, and she was not polite to her son. She forced Rolling's shoulders and turned him to her, wanting to ask what happened.

Thus, that face was exposed like this: thick dark circles under the eyes, out-of-frame red lips, protruding white nose... Which drama is this singing?

Feng Jiu couldn't help laughing, and smiled while supporting Rolling's shoulders.After all, the little boy has no face, he was so irritated by the laughter, he tore away his mother's hand and ran away.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu guessed that Youyou must be at fault, but what does this have to do with cultivation?

On New Year's Eve, Ye Hua held a pen-sealing ceremony and sent an invitation to Taichen Palace as usual.In previous years, Donghua ignored him, but for some reason he went this year.

Feng Jiu was busy arranging the evening banquet inside and out, but she didn't have time to send Donghua out.This time she invited Bai Qian, Bai Zhen, Zheyan, Lian Song, Cheng Yu, Si Ming, Xie Guchen, Yanchi Wu and A Li, and planned to have a good time.Uncle Yehua can't count on it, after all, he is the king of heaven, and he has to take care of the official duties of the heavenly court.

Demon Lord Yanchi Wu came first.He and Feng Jiu have the same temperament, but because of the separation between immortals and demons, and the long journey, they are not as diligent as others.Even if they come, they are often shut out because of being rejected by Donghua, and they are not allowed to talk freely.I got the letter today, and have been rushing around for thirteen days. Before I entered the door, I started yelling from a long distance: "Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu, I'm here!"

He took the tea handed over by the fairy waiter and drank it all, and said: "I said that the rules of the heavens in the Nine Heavens are nothing more than this! I just passed outside the Lingxiao Palace, and all the heavenly officials didn't know what evil they were, and they did it dumbfounded." Staring, it's in vain that I still greeted them!"

Feng Jiu has long been immune to his "I" complaints, knowing that he has a lot of resentment towards the Celestial Clan, so she doesn't care about him.

Just as he was about to speak, another person flashed in from the gate of the palace—Siming Xingjun, one of the two moving encyclopedias in the heavens.Xu Shi ran hard, he stood still, gasping for breath, looking like he was exhausted from running for a long distance, before his breath evened out, he stared at Feng Jiu and asked, "Little, Your Highness, what happened to your emperor today, today? Go out like this!"

Feng Jiu was very puzzled, and frowned, "What? What does it look like?"

"Hey, my little Highness! You still don't know anything together!" Si Ming wiped his sweat and said, "I'm in such a hurry, isn't it just to ask the emperor before his old man comes back?" After all, you are..."

Si Ming was full of gossip and couldn't be satisfied, so he immediately vented his anger.He picked up the tea on the table and was about to drink it, but he heard a "bang" at the door. It was Chong Lin who was about to enter with a plate of snacks and refreshments, but knocked it to the ground for some reason.

Si Ming said casually: "Little Chonglin, be careful, you will be surprised later!" He raised the corners of his mouth towards Chonglin mysteriously.

Unexpectedly, Chong Lin didn't cast his eyes on the palace, but stared at the direction of the palace entrance and opened his mouth wide: "Emperor, this is..."

When Feng Jiu heard that Donghua had returned, she left everyone in the room and greeted him happily, but she was also taken aback when she saw it.

A group of people came in from the gate of Taichen Palace. The purple-clothed and silver-haired man with an extraordinary bearing was the leader. He was clearly her husband Donghua, but what happened to the rough and thin braids, the tangled red headband, and the cumbersome golden flowers?Walking up a few steps and taking a closer look, the eyebrows and eyeliner have also been drawn, but they are thick and thin, not very uniform.Oh yo yo, the most exaggerated part is this mouth. The flaming red lips cover up the original sharp-edged, stern and light lines. It is a little more publicity, but the color is good, making the whole face look more gorgeous .

Feng Jiu swallowed untimely. She looked at Lian Song and Cheng Yu who were following behind, looking like they were enjoying the show, and then at Dong Hua who was walking in front of her step by step. She stretched out her hand to touch his cheek numbly. He touched his forehead again: "Dijun, you..."

Donghua smiled lightly and raised his eyebrows: "How is it? Does it look good?"

Before Feng Jiu could answer, a childish voice came from behind: "It's beautiful! Youyou is the best painting for my father!" Youyou, who was playing with his mother, stood on the couch and slapped his feet.

Fengjiu pointed at Xiaotuanzi and then at Donghua, and said with a smile, "Youyou painted it for you? Dijun, why did you let her make trouble and just go out like this?!"

"My daughter painted it, how can I erase it so easily, I should show them!" Donghua calmed down and didn't feel any hindrance to his face at all.He only cares about making fun of Xiaotuanzi, and doesn't care about others' perceptions.

Seeing that the father and daughter were alone, Feng Jiu shook her head helplessly.She caught a glimpse of Gun Tuan who fell behind without saying a word, recalled the scene she had seen before, she understood clearly, and asked, "Why didn't You You draw one for brother today?"

"It's done, my brother said it was ugly, so I'm embarrassed to show it to others!" Youyou Xiaotuanzi pouted dissatisfied, and she threw herself into Donghua's arms like a twisted candy, acting like a spoiled child, "Father is better, father said Youyou painted It's the best! My brother even bet that if you don't believe that father will go out like this!"

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Gun Gun bowed to Dong Hua dejectedly and said, "Father, it was the child who lost, and the ability to treat face as nothing is still needed to be practiced!"

"Well, you have to practice hard! This kind of thing, the idlers just wait and see, what else can they say! Even if you say it, so what!" Donghua taught his son calmly, but his eyes were slow. Slowly sweeping behind them, Lian Song, Si Ming and other "idlers" could only watch the sky and drink tea, and dare not reveal half of their gossip.

At the evening banquet, Donghua hugged the little padded jacket and didn't let go, he didn't say hello to this, he praised his daughter's dexterity, and sent the sharp-tongued Xiaotuanzi to coax everyone's treasures of heaven and earth as a gift for the new year.The people who have no children just feel that today's drinks are so sour, and even the carefully prepared delicacies feel a bit inferior.

Feng Jiu looked at the untouched food and drink in front of her, but felt a little disappointed.

It is natural to stay with your family when it comes to things like keeping the year old.Youyou is still young, so he went to bed early.Gun Gun won the New Year's purse, and after eating Jiaozi's snacks, he went back to his bedroom very tactfully.

Donghua sat with Feng Jiu in his arms and watched the stars all over the sky. Seeing that Feng Jiu was not in high spirits, he lightly stroked her arm and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Feng Jiu leaned on Donghua's shoulder, picked up a braid of his hair that hadn't been undone in time, played around it around his finger, opened his small mouth but didn't speak.

Donghua looked sideways for a while, and suddenly smiled. He pretended to wave his hand and frowned, and said, "Where did the sour smell come from? Which little fox knocked over the vinegar jar?"

The little fox, covered in sour bubbles, twitched at the hem of his clothes, leaving only the soft tops of hair under his eyes, but did not look up at him.

He embraced her with one arm and put it into his arms, surrounded by the familiar aroma of white sandalwood, and a deep voice blew past his ears: "Madam thinks that I only get close to my daughter but neglect you? I can't serve Madam today. Good food and wine are for your husband, right?" Seeing anger and resentment in her eyes, Donghua said again, "However, Madam is jealous for this, I am very happy!" The breath lingered in the ears and neck, slowly plucking at the heartstrings .

Her mind was punctured like this, Feng Jiu felt a little guilty in her shyness: "I just thought that before...youyou didn't come easily, and I'm not really jealous, it's just that I suddenly felt a little bit uneasy."

The chest against the back vibrated a few times, and laughter fell on the top of the head: "When Xiaobai was sleeping with Gungun in his arms, my husband thought the same way."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu patted his hand twice, and rolled her eyes sideways: "So, the emperor did it on purpose!"

"Hiss—" Donghua screamed in pain but did not let go, but tightened his arms again, "Xiaobai, didn't you realize that my daughter dressed me up like you? Youyou thinks that mother It's the best thing in the world!"

His fingertips slid down from her forehead, and then stopped on the tip of her nose, pampering and pinching: "Of course, Madam is always the prettiest in my heart!"

Feng Jiu felt sweet in her heart when she heard the words, but felt that it wasn't enough, and said with a small face: "Don't try to fool me! Then can Dijun do whatever I want Dijun to do?"

"Ma'am, I dare not refuse to follow my orders!" Donghua's brows and eyes stretched, and he smiled humbly and harmlessly.

The little fox who had a plan turned around, held her husband's face and said slyly: "Youyou is born with a baby, how can she compare to her mother kissing me! Why don't I paint your husband with an all-powerful makeup, Fortunately, the Nine Heavens amazed everyone!"

Yue Mo also has a bit of a competitive heart, the more she doesn't want to admit that she is jealous, the more she wants to prove her position in Donghua's heart, even if the opponent is her own daughter.If she can even respond to such an outrageous request, then she can probably rest assured.

Of course, this point is not good to talk about in a high-sounding manner, but it does not prevent her from doing it in a high-sounding manner.Having been used to Donghua for so many years, she is actually quite a bit arrogant.

"I only heard that my husband thrushes my wife's eyebrows, but I haven't heard that my wife also puts on my husband's makeup. Where does this come from?" Donghua joked.

"This is Qingqiu's reasoning!" The little fox played with her lips, never acknowledging her petty thoughts. She pressed Donghua's shoulders to keep him from moving, and her brushstrokes were like dragons and snakes, not like makeup but like scolding Fang Qiu.

A beautiful eyebrow grows into the temples, and then a Buddha bell is lit to make flowers yellow.

The red lips are as bright as newly drunk, and the right to support the spring light.

Leisurely pull the clouds and jade on the temples, and shake the bright moon in a magnificent posture.

The icy muscle and jade bone are naturally formed, and the essence is transformed into a radiant complexion.

Feng Jiu was so absorbed in painting, her warm breath hit Donghua's face, so close and so warm.He couldn't help being fascinated by seeing her tender eyes and lively expression.

"Okay!" The little fox proudly put down the things in his hands, and looked at his masterpiece left and right, the more he looked at it, the happier he was.

She imitated the frivolous and slutty way of caressing the beauty's cheeks, and two lines of poems slipped out of her mouth, "The hills overlap and the golden light fades away, and the clouds on the temples want to burn the fragrant and snowy cheeks", which is very suitable for the occasion.The last time he was so eloquent, it was because of his sentence "Yeying strayed into the place of the galaxy", and now he has indeed made some progress.

At this time, the beauty looked at her with a half-smile: "Madam, are you satisfied?"

"Well, as expected of my husband of Qingqiu, she is truly extraordinary and beautiful!"

The beauty fanned her eyelashes slightly, and her eyes flickered: "Madam wants me to go to court like this?"

"Can't you?" The little fox pushed back with his hips crossed, feeling extremely sturdy and domineering.

"Well, it's okay!" The beauty didn't object, she glanced at her, turned and took two steps back, slowly leaning back on the couch, closing her eyes and not saying a word.

A beautiful woman can be painted quietly, but sitting and lying down can move the soul.He didn't move, but it made people feel as if some seeds had sprouted in his heart, itchy and numb, and his muscles and bones were soft.

Feng Jiu suddenly felt that he was the king who was dazzled by beauty, and he couldn't do any absurd things like playing with the princes and cracking the laughter.Her heart fluttered, and she reached out her hand to touch his lips as if being bewitched, but unexpectedly, a slender and powerful hand caught him.

Feng Jiu blinked, and in order to conceal her fast heartbeat, she pursed her lips and said, "I heard that the ancient gods were born in heaven and earth, and they had no gender. In this way, the emperor can actually be a woman... "

Speaking of this, Yue Mo thought of something, she was amused by her own thought, and laughed a few times.

Donghua's melodious voice is as steady as ever: "Before you and I met, I thought it was just the creation of heaven and earth, but now..." His drooping eyelashes covered the light and shadow in his eyes, but he couldn't hide the ambiguity in his words. Charming and affectionate, "Xiaobai, how do you know that Donghua is not because of you!"

The little fox saw her hand being held by him, and then moved to her lips, and a gentle kiss was printed. The soft touch made her startled, and her heartbeat accelerated again.It wasn't until she met Shang Donghua's smiling eyes that she realized what he was talking about.

"Donghua... Are you serious? Is it really because of me?" She murmured with a charming smile.

She didn't know if he was lying to her. He always said that he couldn't speak well, but he could always inadvertently bring it into a situation full of joy and sorrow. He has always been her weakness.

"I think so!" The silver-haired god nodded slowly and solemnly, "Now that I think about it, I'm really glad! I've waited for you for hundreds of thousands of years!" His cold eyes were covered with a soft light, which was extraordinarily dazzling.

The round fox eyes curved into a beautiful arc, and the joy in his heart could not be hidden.To hear such sweet talk on the first dawn of the new year must be a very good omen!

Her heart moved, and she hugged his neck and moaned: "...I regret it, I am only allowed to see such a beauty, and no one else is allowed to see it!"

"Okay, I'll show you all, and only you!" Donghua hugged the little fox in his arms, and kissed her plump forehead, "Are you still sore now?"

"Where is it sour? It's not sour at all! It's sweet!" The little fox rolled around shamelessly, burying his head in his husband's lapel.

For more than a thousand years, from birth to death, from death to birth, meeting and separation, separation and reunion, after thousands of turns, it is reasonable to say that everything returns to peace, and the obsessions in the heart can also be let go.But the heart is not enough, if there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three. He wants to go longer with her and get more entangled.So is she.

The silver is shining, the Milky Way is vast, the dawn is about to dew, the Pleiades are crying, and they are still holding hands in the vast world, which is very good.Sunrise and sunset, new year and new year, even if the sea changes and the stars change, they are still them, which is very good.

The author has something to say:

*This is a Spring Festival couplet by Old Ford. According to the timeline of this volume, it should be placed here. In fact, it was written two months ago, so the plot is a little out of touch. Let's take a look.

*Ahem, "I'll show you" or something, Dijun, I suspect you're driving...

[A small theater at the power of OOCN]

Feng Jiu: Husband~ You are so powerful, the ability to change is definitely amazing, isn't it?

Donghua: Of course, what does Madam want me to change?

Feng Jiu: I heard that Lily, Nianxia, ​​××, ×× are very popular recently, but we should not stick to the form...

Donghua: Ma'am, you're driving so fast all of a sudden, it's really a husband, I'm glad to hear it!

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