The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

Since the catastrophe of chaos, the sky and the earth have changed, and the six realms have been in danger, one hundred thousand years and one hundred thousand years. Now, although the breath of chaos has been wiped out, all living beings are gradually recovering from the decline of vitality, waking up and germinating. Germination, but the misalignment of the four seasons cannot be reversed overnight. For example, dripping water wears away a rock, or a disease removes silk, and it must be gradually figured out.

As the king of heaven, Ah Li was so busy with this that he never touched the ground, so he naturally did not forget to drag his cheap nephew to "share the joys and sorrows".Only his sister Feng Jiu is more guarded against him now than Fang Chuan, if he dares to say the word "brother-in-law", he will be thrown out of Taichen Palace immediately.

As for why, not only Ah Li knew it, but also all the immortals in the heavenly realm.

If there is any way to change the fragile situation of breaking the catastrophe and rebirth of the Six Realms more quickly, of course it can only rely on the cultivation of the emperor, but no one has the face to lobby this old fairy who has come back from death, the Shaojun Baidi of the Palace of the Morning Shangshen and Qingqiu's mistress Baitang Shangshen had already let go of the words, wanting to pass the bastard words to the father, and first weighed whether he could survive their test.

Ah Li really didn't have such an idea. He and Gun Gun had already reached a consensus on this point: the safety of the six realms should not depend on one person, respecting the protection of the gods means respecting the mercy of the gods. If you get used to it, it will only breed laziness, and it will be of no benefit to anyone.Therefore, even if it takes more time and energy, they feel it should.

Being misunderstood by Feng Jiu, Ah Li felt quite aggrieved, but Ah Sister would only lose her mind and get confused when she met her brother-in-law. How could he not understand it all these years?Facing Feng Jiu's angry eyebrows, the former Nuomi Duanzi scratched his head in a very good temper, and took the initiative to back away.

Even if Tianjun is like this, other people will not have the guts to come even if they have ideas.Thus, Taichen Palace became a rare and quiet place again.

It's just that recently, I heard that the emperor and empress, who have always been loving and loving, had a quarrel. These days, the gentle and pleasant empress has no smiles, and her face is full of prestige. The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that has been going on all the time has also been left aside and left in the cold.

Things still have to start from the emperor's return ten years ago.

At first, Feng Jiu and everyone in Taichen Palace were immersed in the joy of regaining what they lost, and there was no time to think about other things.Especially the empress Bai Fengjiu. Others only know that the emperor disappeared for ten years after dispelling the breath of chaos. Only Fengjiu knows that it is not his Donghua. His Donghua has been away for 10 years and is only now returning.

The reunion after a distance of 10 years made her still heart beat again.She knew that she should laugh, but the tears she had borne for many years rushed out first, followed by the confusion and unwillingness that had been buried in her heart all these years.The happiness that she dared not expect has finally come, and she is willing to thank the master in the dark for this.

After discovering Donghua's strange behavior, and after repeated questioning, he retrieved the lost past from him.A bleak memory, two divorces, Feng Jiu's heartbroken, even more resentful of his self-assertion.

Just because of her closeness to Donghua, how could such a big thing happen without realizing it?

How many times have I said that I have to share it together, I am indeed a lot more magnanimous about small things, but when I encounter big things, I will go back to my old ways.In view of a certain person's many "records", Feng Jiu felt that it was important to teach him some lessons, so as not to keep herself in the dark again and again.

But she spent a hundred thousand years in vain, and she still didn't make progress in facing Donghua.

Feng Jiu knew that as long as she saw Donghua begging for mercy and acting like a baby, she would often lose her principles. Even if he didn't speak and just looked at him, people couldn't help but feel cold at him.Now those eyes that look like a deep pool have lost their spirits, but if she wants to harden her heart and ignore him like this, even the Empress Taichen, who has always been able to afford and let go, feels that it is really true. less than.

She gathered enough momentum to talk to the wayward old fairy, but he just grabbed her hand and called "Xiaobai", her tense face softened unconsciously; his pale lips Gently rubbing the back of her hand, she immediately felt that her whole arm was crisp and numb, and her heart melted into spring water; if he still didn't care about holding her waist to show weakness, she couldn't help but be anxiously distracted, where is it? Remember what you want to say!

The [-] years of separation did not let their bond fade away, but it became more profound and intense because of the loss. The long-lasting thoughts finally had an outlet, entangled and intertwined, and collided with each other to create dazzling light and heat. Like moths rushing to the flame, they want to melt each other, and there is an unspeakable fear in the ecstasy. It is hard to tell who is sinking deeper and is willing to give up more.

When he regained his sanity, the little fox who was thinking about it repeatedly warned himself that he must not be bewitched by the old god, rolled up his arms and sleeves, and refused to admit defeat to enter a new round of questioning the teacher to digress, and then to be blinded by beauty endless loop.

Both Gun Gun and You You said, mother, you just admit it, even if you fall on your father in this life!

Feng Jiu felt that this was different, how could it be called being planted, it was obviously distressing!Besides, if they want to plant each other, they will plant each other, how can it be her alone!

After several setbacks, Fengjiu learned from the pain, seriously summed up the experience and lessons, and thought that her fault was still due to being too soft-hearted, and moaned and groaned at Donghua, knowing that there was a fraud, but couldn't bear to ignore it. This is very bad!

As the former female monarch of Qingqiu, she has also learned the way of being a monarch. There are not many examples of beauty misleading the country from ancient times to the present. I thought that her beauty could only bewitch others, and she would never be a human being. Bewitched, who knows that the impermanence of the world made her meet Donghua.Now Fangshi understands that the knife on Sezi's head is still a knife that can ecstasy and hurt people without spit out the bones!

No, no, no!The former Qingqiu lady shook her head to reflect on herself. What she wanted to say to Donghua was a bitter medicine, a harsh word, which was good for him and good for both of them. give up?

She wants to say no to Donghua who has been taught repeatedly!Say no to a husband who bullies others because of his good looks!And even more so, say no to the black-bellied old fairy who tricked her into fooling her!

The empress who had made up her mind straightened her back and put on a straight face, she was really tough for a few days.

Day one—

Standing outside the hall, facing the world, the sun and the moon, she reviewed the method of inhalation several times, calmed down, and got rid of distracting thoughts, so as to fill her chest with awe-inspiring righteousness.

After pondering over her own rhetoric, Feng Jiu stomped the cloud-headed brocade shoes on the mountain, and swept towards Donghua like a gust of wind at a pace that her relatives did not recognize.

"noob?"

She tried not to look at him, turned her face away slightly, and said with a stiff face: "Donghua, no matter how you interrupt today, I must say something: You can't always keep me in the dark about what happens to you, even if you get hurt. Don't let me know! And modifying my memory regardless of my thoughts, have I ever said that it's not allowed? As a husband and wife, we should share weal and woe, do you think I'm not qualified to walk side by side with you by doing this?"

"That's not the case, Xiaobai..."

After finally finishing the main point fluently, she felt that it was necessary to emphasize the consequences and intimidate the other party, lest someone take it seriously: "Donghua, don't make excuses, this matter is very important! Don't think, don't think that I will always forgive you !"

"noob……"

She cruelly shook off the protruding hand, ignored his pale face, turned around decisively and left, thinking silently in her heart: Don't be soft-hearted, don't be soft-hearted!Appeasement and softness will surely cause serious trouble!

She felt a burning sensation on her back, knowing that the old god couldn't see, she still seemed to have eyes fixed on her, feeling helpless and sad.

Day two—

I haven't seen Donghua for most of the day, so I don't know what he is doing.

Feng Jiu held her airs, and didn't intend to compromise so soon to find him, but she was worried after all, so she brought An An, who was staying in Taichen Palace recently, as her ear to tell God.

"Go, see what your grandpa is doing, don't say I asked you to go, do you understand?" Feng Jiuduan kept his face serious, looking very serious.

"Why doesn't Jiujiu go and see by himself?" The little guy looked at Fengjiu suspiciously, "Let me be a little spy every time!"

"If you tell me to go, you can go! There are so many children talking!" Feng Jiu pointed at An An's forehead and muttered, "One or two are just like him, ghosts!"

After a while, the little boy came back to report: "Ninety-nine, ninety-nine, grandpa is planting trees."

"Plant a tree? What kind of tree?" Feng Jiu couldn't understand the turning point. There are so many exotic flowers and plants in the Taichen Palace, what kind of tree is missing for him to plant by himself?

She involuntarily moved towards the moon gate leading to the garden, and when she got closer, she felt that this was really contrary to the alienation she had just pretended, so she hurriedly stopped.An An, who had short legs, had no time to react, and bumped into her, rubbing her sore nose in confusion.

Feng Jiu looked at the sky to find a reason for herself: "Hey, no tree is as good as the tree in our Taichen Palace. Thinking about it, it's not too surprising..."

Just as he was talking, a strong fragrance wafted from the direction of the garden. The rich fragrance was warm and sweet, which lifted the spirits of those who smelled it.

Not far from the Moon Cave Gate, a towering tree grew visible to the naked eye. Among the lush green branches and leaves, clusters of golden millet were the source of the fragrance.

It turned out to be an osmanthus tree, but ordinary osmanthus trees can't grow so big.

"Grow up and grow up!" An An clapped her hands and cheered, "Grandpa said that Taichen Palace still lacks an osmanthus tree, and the one in Moon Palace is good, but he can't capture the beauty of people, so he broke off a branch and planted it. Cast a spell to make it grow."

Feng Jiu said in his heart, what he said was really casual, there is only one sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the sky and on the ground in Guanghan Palace, how can you just break a branch and take it home?Can you turn a branch of the laurel tree in the Moon Palace into a tree by just casting a spell?That is to lie to you, an ignorant little child!Although it is true that the auspicious words of "Toad Palace wins the laurel" have been fulfilled, I don't know what Donghua is doing for such a thankless task!

She shook her head before leaving, the breeze wrapped in the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus caressed her cheeks.She vaguely recalled that not long ago, the two of them were sitting in the hexagonal pavilion cooking tea, and she fed him half a piece of Wuyou Cake, and a gust of wind blew through his hair, while she combed his loose hair, Bian was reminded of food by the cool wind: "Next time we will make sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed and sweet-scented osmanthus taro are also excellent, but there is still a lack of sweet-scented osmanthus in Taichen Palace..."

At that time, she was thinking about what to do during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so even snacks and snacks could not help but be related to it, but later because she wanted to "harden" with Donghua, the matter was shelved.

Did he plant an osmanthus tree just because she said she lacked osmanthus?

Speaking of it, it does seem like something he would do.

Feng Jiu turned around quietly to look at that person, who knew that he was also looking here, she was startled suddenly, and then realized that she was worrying too much.It's just that he was dressed in moon-white clothes, and he was extraordinarily cold in the bustling sky, with hope and loneliness in his eyes, very helpless and pitiful.

She is a little soft-hearted.But today is only the second day, if she gives up, her determination will be too weak.Feng Jiu scratched her palms to convince herself that the old god was very skillful, and he couldn't give in if he fed him a sweet date.

She turned around and fled like flying, not looking at the disappointment in the old fairy.

On the third day——

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree soaked the entire Taichen Palace with sweet fragrance.

Early in the morning, a group of palace people were busy under the tree, and An An sat on the porch with her short legs shaking, commanding: "Here...there...there are more!"

Feng Jiu passed by and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

"Grandpa said that he picked sweet-scented osmanthus for Jiujiu." An An replied cheerfully, "Jiujiu, what do you want to eat deliciously?" The little baby is now more lively, and his eyes shine when talking about food.

Hmph, if you don't come by yourself, you'll use children as a cover!How can you hide it from me for such a small skill!

She said with a cold face, "What's delicious? When did I say I want to eat delicious food!"

"Isn't it? But grandpa said..." Seeing Feng Jiu's complexion was wrong, An An changed the topic very spiritually, "But I want to eat, Jiujiu do it! Do it!"

In the past, An An was so soft-hearted, Feng Jiu couldn't hold back his wishes, but now that he has seen through the tricks of the two of them, naturally he can only return the ticket.

"If you want to eat, don't make it!" She slapped the ghost's buttocks, "It's getting late, don't go to school yet!"

"...Oh..." An An walked away listlessly with her mouth pursed, and she turned around the corridor and glanced at something secretly.

Feng Jiu smiled knowingly, deliberately didn't look in that direction, and walked away arrogantly.

Not far away, a piece of purple clothes swayed from the dignified Sala tree, and a chuckle was drowned in the palace man's voice: "This little fox..."

Feng Jiu didn't see Donghua for most of the day, but today it's not easy to ask An An to inquire again, it seems that she cares a lot.

It wasn't until it was getting late that she came to the study dawdly, and even thought out her words before entering the door. If she was asked, she would say that she was here to find a recipe, not to see him.As for whether it would be awkward to find a recipe at this time, it was not in her consideration.

It's a pity that there is no room for her to play, the study is empty and there is no one.

Where else can I go at this time?Feng Jiu frowned and searched inside and out, but found someone under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the garden.

A cool couch was set up under the rising moon, and Donghua leaned casually on it, half of his purple coat hanging down to the couch.There are three or four jade pots lying on the side, and the mellow and sweet aroma of wine wafts out, mixed with the fragrance of flowers of varying shades, giving it a sense of celebrity.

It's just that in Feng Jiu's view, not to mention the elegant and the ungracious, the rhythm of death is quite a lot.

Since returning from Donghua, although Zheyan has not yet left the customs, the old god has not been very cooperative in taking medicine. Fengjiu, who knows the previous situation, has been taking good care of him, not to mention drinking, even a little cold wind is not allowed.

It's good now, no one cares about it, it's completely indulgent, right?

"Why hasn't the wine been brought yet?" Donghua seemed a little drunk, with a lazy voice.

The fairy servants at the side had already seen the empress with a bad complexion, knowing that she was about to burst into anger, they pressed their heads like quails one by one, for fear of being the first bird.Finally, the empress was magnanimous, and waved her hand to signal to retreat, and the group of "quails" dispersed quickly as if they had received an amnesty, leaving the "ignorant and ignorant" emperor alone to face the artillery fire.

Feng Jiu looked at the people on the couch with hatred, humming, drinking and drinking!

She bared her teeth and claws, and was thinking about how to "sober up" him, when bursts of strange wine aroma penetrated her nose.Suspiciously, she picked up the empty jugs and sniffed them one by one, and couldn't help feeling distressed again: This, this, these are clearly her wine!This pot of "Floating Life", that pot of "Jiu Yun", as well as "Beauty Noodles" and "Prajna Soup"!Ouch, the treasure I hid at the bottom of the cellar has suffered!

The foxes in Qingqiu love wine, this is something that everyone in the Tianzu knows.In the past, she had the most misfortunes and shames. She married Donghua, and she was free to choose from the warehouses of the Taichen Palace. The little fox's private collection suddenly became much richer. There is a sense of satisfaction that there are three thousand beauties in the harem, enjoying the blessings of all people.

Donghua has always been a bad drinker, so Feng Jiu gradually lost the vigilance she had when she lived in Qingqiu. install".

It was only in Taichen Palace that she could finally hide some fine wine.Like a money fanatic, the little fox often hides in the warehouse to check the treasured wine. The fox sniffs one side of the nose and the other side, carefully pours a glass, the mellow liquid is swallowed from the throat, and the thin hot line is in the body Burning, there is a wonderful sense of erratic slowly rising, she is here, but not here, dizzy in lightness, comfortable in comfort, even the tip of her tail can't help trembling.I didn't drink much at that time, and when her limbs were slightly weak, someone would always lift her up and hug her to her chest, and caress her back and tail with big hands, and she would fall into a good sleep with the faint fragrance of white sandalwood.

On the contrary, during the years when Donghua was away, she often hid in the wine cellar to get drunk. The small cup was not enough to replace the bowl. It was not a taste, but more like pouring. There was no evocative warmth, and no one hugged her to comfort her.The wine was sad and cold to the bone, so she could only curl up into a ball and hugged herself tightly.

"Xiaobai..." A familiar voice pulled back Fengjiu who was standing in a daze. She thought she had been discovered and was hesitating whether to respond, but Donghua turned her side and murmured: "...Osmanthus fragrans Is the brew not ready yet?"

It turned out to be talking drunk!The little fox covered his mouth and snickered.

Since she's drunk, it's fine for her to sit still.Feng Jiu rolled her eyes, and walked lightly to the front of the couch.

Donghua leaned sideways, his deep outline softened a little under the moonlight, he closed his eyes quietly, his thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly, as if he had a good dream.

The outer shirt was already loose just now, and he pulled it unconsciously while flipping it over, so that the neat neckline was no longer ironed, and the placket was slightly arched, revealing a pair of clear, straight and beautiful collarbones. Many, but still tightly covered with a layer of muscles, the powerful edges and corners are hidden deep in the clothes, and it seems that they can be awakened at any time.

The little fox breathed wildly and swallowed unconsciously. The fox's paws trembled and stretched forward, and just when they were about to fall into the skirt of the clothes, they barely stopped.

Feng Jiu hurriedly withdrew her hand, patted her chest and thought to herself: It's so dangerous, I was almost bewildered by the old fairy again!If he touches this paw, even if he is still drunk, how can he be kind?I'm afraid her "toughness" will stop here, wouldn't that be cheaper for Donghua!He hasn't admitted his mistake yet!

Thinking of this, Feng Jiu bit her lip and stood up and took two steps back, but she did not leave. She stared at the dazzling white with a serious face, her chest heaved several times, as if she had made great determination, she folded her arms and nodded. Donghua, who was unconscious, said in a low voice: "This emperor will count as a good deed, and I will send you back, so as not to trouble me if I catch a cold!"

She looked disgusted, but carefully helped the old fairy back to the sleeping hall to lie down, and stared at his open clothes for a long while, before she let out an inexplicable "hmph", then pulled up the cloud quilt heavily with her hands, and The old fairy wrapped himself up tightly.

The door of the palace closed gently.

The man whose hands and feet were bound by the quilt turned over uncomfortably, but raised his lips against the wall: "It didn't work out, madam is good at determination!"

He coughed lightly twice, he seemed to feel a little cold, but after all he buried himself in the blanket and fell asleep.

Day four—

Last night, Feng Jiu was still proud of herself, and she was able to stop in time when facing Donghua. I have to say that as long as there is determination, you can still make progress!

However, when waking up in the morning, the so-called "feat" is a joke to those who have dreamed of Donghua calling "Madam" in various tones all night.

Feng Jiu rubbed his unruly hair, patted his head that was still a bit bewildered, and tried to put his smiling thin lips, cool fingertips, half-covered chest, rippling hair into a deep, lingering voice. The voices were thrown out together, but with little effect.

What is this called?You lustful fox!wake me up!

In a fit of anger, she went to the garden to practice swords, did two sets of boxing, and drank half a pot of tea, finally suppressing the thoughts in her mind.

Calmly directing the fairy servants to clean up the place, calmly arranged three meals, calmly flipped through the storybook and sketched the appearance, she felt that she adjusted well.

However, he was confused by An An's words not long after he came back from class.

The little baby threw down the textbook, ran around the halls, and then held up a half-gnawed plum to pull Fengjiu: "Nine nine, nine nine, grandpa is not feeling well!"

Feng Jiu's brush strokes are crooked, and a good one is full of riches and honors, with an extra tail.

Tsk tsk, what did I say?Tell you to mess around!If no one cares, something will happen sooner or later!

She threw the pen away, raised her legs and went to the bedroom, asking anxiously all the way: "What's wrong with him? What's wrong?"

It was an ordinary question, but An An was very hesitant: "Well...it seems, it seems to be dizzy..."

Feng Jiu's footsteps paused: "It seems?"

"Yes, it's dizziness, but I can't tell if there are other discomforts..." The little guy rolled his eyes and thought he answered perfectly.

Feng Jiu withdrew her step forward, squinted her eyes suspiciously: "Oh? How did you know?"

For the first time, An An felt that the nine-nine round fox eyes were quite powerful: "...Grandpa said."

"What the hell is he doing?"

"... drink tea."

"What good did grandpa promise you?"

"...two sugar foxes..."

One big and one small, you look at me and I look at you.Feng Jiu curled her lips in disdain: "An'an, think about who made the sugar fox!"

"... Jiujiu, I was wrong..."

"Well, it's still timely to admit your mistakes, much better than your grandfather!" Feng Jiu nodded, and touched the baby's head kindly, "Go and wash your little paws, and get ready for dinner."

An An felt sorry for Donghua: "What about grandpa?"

Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows: "Isn't he drinking tea, why don't you just drink it to your heart's content!"

She poked the villain in her heart and thought to herself, Let you trick me!Now still use bitter tricks!Hmph, this emperor will come up with tricks later on!

After such a delay, it was dragged to the willow tip on the moon, and the night was quiet.

Feng Jiu tossed and turned on the couch, refusing to admit that she was thinking about the old immortal who never appeared again.

Was it seen through and met with no face?Ordinarily not, when was he so thin-skinned?Something must have happened, right?

Thinking of this, she sat up restlessly, hastily put on a coat, and was about to take a look while pulling on her shoes.But he lifted his leg and took two steps, and hesitated again.

...Could it be another trick of the old fairy?

Feng Jiu walked around the room anxiously a few times, reassuring herself that nothing would happen in the Taichen Palace.After weighing it over and over again, I decided that since I have endured until now, I might as well endure it again, lest all previous efforts be wasted.

But the doubts in my heart did not go away, and I always felt uneasy.

Seeing Donghua's cloak hanging on the Longmen clothes hanger, Feng Jiu pulled it into a ball and slapped it several times angrily: Damn it, how damnable it is!

Fifth day——

Feng Jiu felt that such a day was not punishing Donghua, but like punishing herself.

After drawing a proud makeup, she asked very naturally: "How about inserting a coral agate gilt step today?" The expected sentence "Xiaobai, you look good no matter how you dress up" did not come as promised.The beauty in the mirror suddenly lost interest.

After trying to stew delicious fish soup, she filled a small half bowl and said, "Come and taste this fish soup, is it fresh?" The voice was scattered in the empty kitchen, even the simmering fire was a bit deserted.Chopsticks don't have to pick up freshly cooked dishes to feed someone, and carefully prepared ingredients don't have to suffer from someone's sudden abuse, but this kind of leisure is unexpectedly pale.

There are fresh melons and fruits and curling white sandalwood in the gazebo, and now he can't read a book, so they cuddle up and talk.Since he came back, she has been happy to do these things, and every place that could bring back memories has become a source of joy for her to regain, and the once difficult time flies like water.

After finally finding the intimacy that accompanied her, she was unconsciously looking for that figure in everything she did.

Feng Jiu, who has been "hard" for four days, knows that, in fact, she is not as angry with Donghua as she imagined.

30 years old and [-] years old are always different. When I was young, the world was black and white, either one or the other. I felt that people who loved each other should have nothing to hide and accommodate each other; I gradually understood after going through some things. Sometimes there is no distinction between right and wrong. They just chose different paths, even people who love each other are still two different people, if you want to go for a long time, understanding is more important than change.

After so many years, she was able to understand his thoughts and his choices, which she couldn't do when she was young.

And if she was angry, she was only angry because Donghua knew that she could understand, but he always chose to lick the wound alone, and even deprived her of the right to grieve for it.He took her too seriously, and took himself too lightly.

But if the identity is misplaced, Feng Jiu can't say whether she can make a better choice.

It is precisely because we understand each other that our hearts feel special pity.All she wanted to say to Donghua was this sentence, I love you the most.

It was late afternoon, and this person hadn't been seen yet. Thinking about it was cruel, he played himself around for a few days but never said a word, he knew what she wanted to hear!

If you want to let it go, I am afraid that last night was the limit.When she couldn't see him, she always wondered if there was something wrong, and there seemed to be thousands of insects and ants gnawing at her heart, so she couldn't meditate.

Feng Jiu stomped her feet, no matter what, it was right for her to visit her husband who hadn't had a good meal for a few days, not to admit defeat.

Touching lightly into the bedroom, the man was still lying on the bed, the hall was very quiet, and her hanging heart was slightly relieved.

Sitting on the side of the bed, seeing him facing inside and still not moving, Feng Jiu couldn't help shaking her head, she didn't know if someone came in with his cultivation base, but she was still thinking that something might happen to him, so she ignored it and left it to her. Upset?

"You are so unreasonable! I just wanted you to admit your mistake and say something nice to coax me, why is it so difficult!" She stretched out her hand and pushed him on the back without exerting any strength, but she didn't want to Push him sideways.

Looking at his awkward posture, Feng Jiu felt a strange feeling in her heart.

She leaned over his shoulder to take a closer look, but found that his face was too pale, his lips were cyanotic, his breathing was messy, his whole body was tense as if he was holding back something, and she reached out and touched his forehead with cold sweat.

Surprised, Feng Jiu held his shoulders and hugged him: "Donghua, Donghua? What's wrong with you?"

The person in his arms frowned and closed his eyes tightly, his fingertips were digging at his palms, his body was still trembling slightly.

"What's wrong with you? Wait for me, I'll call someone..." Feng Jiu had already completely forgotten the purpose of coming here, and was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Holding her with one hand, the hoarse voice continued intermittently: "Xiaobai, don't go...I, I'm a little hurt, rub it for me..." He put her hand on his chest, his voice contained weakness and plead.

Feng Jiu stared at the place where her hands were pressed, tears welled up in her eyes.She knew that he lost his eyes because of Gun Gun, and she was half-hearted for herself. She thought that after 10 years, he should have improved. Seeing his pale face, it was only because few people cared for him, so she indulged him before. Let him not take medicine to recuperate.It turned out that the old injury was not healed?

Donghua didn't tell her about the chaos in detail. She didn't know the origin of the chaos and him, and she didn't know that there is no place, time and space in the chaos. Although people who enter the chaos will not increase their actual age, but the original The status will not change, it will still be the same as it was when it left 10 years ago, and it will not have the effect of sudden recovery for the injured after 10 years.

At this time, Feng Jiu carefully let him lean on her body, and slowly massaged it, and it took him a long time to relax slowly.

Feng Jiu endured the soreness in her heart, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked softly, "Do you always avoid me like this?"

His eyelashes moved, and he looked deeply into his eyes, as if he could still see: "I just don't want you to worry, and I'm even more afraid that you will be sad..."

"But with you like this, I'm only more worried and saddened!"

Donghua groped and stroked her face, where there were two lines of wet tears, he whispered apologetically: "...I'm sorry, Xiaobai, I was wrong for not telling you earlier! I never thought you were not qualified to be with me I am side by side, but I am afraid that I am not doing well enough... I don't want to be separated from you for a moment, Xiaobai, as I said, you will be my wife until death!"

"You are not allowed to say that word! You are not allowed to say it!" Feng Jiu sobbed and covered his mouth.

He pressed her hand back to his chest again, and closed his eyes tiredly: "Okay, don't say it, don't worry, it's not that serious, we still have a long way to go... Xiaobai, don't be angry ...I'm a little sleepy, you lie down with me for a while..." His voice was a little vague, and the more he spoke, the lower he went.

One of Feng Jiu's hands was wrapped by his slightly cool palm, and under the palm was a stagnant heartbeat in his chest.She pursed her lips tightly, hugged him more deeply with the remaining arm, her cheek was pressed against his forehead, her eyes were flushed.

One day later, the Taichen Palace was pleasantly surprised to find that the cold war between the emperor and the emperor was over, and she returned to the frenzied lover who was afraid of being broken when holding the emperor in her hand, and would melt if she held it in her mouth. That is called a heart-to-heart and responsiveness.

Thirteen days passed and the sky was clear again.

As the No.1 onlooker on the scene, An An is shocked by what he sees and hears almost every day to the point of doubting his life. After all, even though his grandfather has bad eyesight, he is still such a big fairy, but Jiujiu always regards him as a disease that cannot be lifted by hands or shoulders. Jiao, you need to be supported when you walk, you need to be fed when you eat, you need to be accompanied when you are in a daze, and you need to be hugged when you sleep. He, a [-]-year-old baby, also walks, eats, plays, and sleeps by himself, okay?

But if he couldn't bear to express his dissatisfaction with Jiujiu, Jiujiu would immediately nod his head and cast aside: "Such a big kid, why is he still fighting for favor with your grandpa!"

what? What?Jiujiu, don't you think there is a problem with the logic of what you said?

An An felt that she had become an insignificant little transparent in Taichen Palace.

He talked about his grievances with his father, who came to Dingxing as a rule, and his father touched his head knowingly: "It's still not enough experience, father is used to it!" The aunt on the other side nodded gloatingly.

An An looked at this and then at that, getting more and more depressed.

He wants to go home.

The Mid-Autumn Festival feast is finally on the agenda again.However, the priority of the emperor is still the emperor's daily daily diet.

"What do you want to eat today?" Feng Jiu's soft voice was like a spring breeze.

"Well, moon cakes." Donghua pretended to think about it.

"This is eaten during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Be patient, it will be here soon! This time I plan to make more fillings, and I also use sweet-scented osmanthus. See which one you like. There are also sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing, but you can't drink too much, but you can." Try sweet-scented osmanthus and taro." Feng Jiu was not yet aware of Donghua's plan.

"Moon cakes are not edible, so let's use purple potato cakes!" God's turning point came so quickly.

Feng Jiu was speechless: "...Don't even think about eating purple potato pancakes until your injury is healed!"

Donghua retorted sternly: "How can that be done! Whether it hurts or not, it doesn't matter what kind of cake you eat!"

Fengjiu is also very good at dealing with Donghua now: "...well, since it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you want to eat it or not!"

"Take it easy, Xiaobai, you are killing me!" Donghua said solemnly.

Feng Jiu once again refreshed her understanding of the old god's thick skin: "Huh, your life is tied to a cake? Don't even think about it, this cake is what you want to eat alone? There are two choices now, Either obediently wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival to eat mooncakes, or have nothing at all!"

Seeing Donghua bowed his head and looked listless, she couldn't bear it a little, and added persuasively: "If you are obedient and take good medicine to recuperate, maybe there will be some rewards."

"What?" Donghua became slightly interested.

"I won't tell you, I'll know when the time comes!" This time Feng Jiu also learned how to cast a long line to catch big fish.

The old fairy thought to himself, well, if the cake is not eaten, the crumbs will be gone. Besides, with his ability, if there are all the crumbs, the cake will be far away!

After some bickering, Fengjiu looked at the hands they were holding and suddenly became overwhelmed with emotion. She put her arms around Donghua's neck and pecked lightly on his lips: "Donghua, this is so good, I really appreciate it." Glad we're together again!"

Donghua didn't expect the cake crumbs to fall from the sky suddenly, and before he could secretly rejoice, he was moved by the deep emotion in Feng Jiu's words, and hugged his wife tightly.In fact, he is not the same, no amount of words can describe the excitement of being able to return.For the present reunion, all sacrifices are worthwhile.For this warm embrace, for the sake of the people in front of him, no matter how hard it is, he will persevere.

"...So, we must always hold each other's hands!" There was firmness in her soft voice.

"Well, definitely!" He bit her lips and slowly covered them, allowing the breaths of each other to blend more deeply, feeling the satisfaction filled with happiness.

Chaos once said back then that everything comes from the heart, and the answer lies in himself.When Fang returned, he still hesitated, wondering if he could continue to maintain the order of the world, but now he felt that it should not be because he didn't know, but because he had to, he had to do it, for himself and for her.

This is his answer.

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* Commemorating the hasty year of writing the article, it is also a Mid-Autumn Festival congratulatory article.The first Dongfeng essay was "The So-called Rigorousness" by Sand Sculpture. At that time, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, so some elements of the Mid-Autumn Festival were added, such as