Madam Tsundere is an attack

Ruo Ruo immediately sensed that something was wrong, just as he put down the script, the man was already standing in front of him, with a strong smell of alcohol, Jiang Ruo frowned, "It's not that you don't drink... hiss!"

Chang Sheng fell down unexpectedly, Jiang Ruo was nimble, quickly supported his waist with his right hand, and supported his shoulder with his left hand, seeing the blood in this man's eyes, he couldn't help panicking.

This man...how much did he drink?

Jiang Ruo said distressedly: "I'll help you to rest."

He moved his body slightly, and Chang Sheng took advantage of the situation to press down again. After all, he was a drunk guy, and if he couldn't help him up for a while, he fell again.

His head hit the wooden board hard, and he was dizzy for a while. Before he could utter a low cry, the person on the body bit his lips first.

Changsheng looked at him, his eyes misty and misty, his kiss was so close that it made people feel more itchy, Jiang Ruo's throat tightened, and his hands clasped his waist.

The gentle and long lips moved to the earlobe, tightened Ruo's fingers, and said shyly, "Yan Yugui..."

The person on the body froze, then leaned over and pinched his jaw with one hand, looked at him in confusion, and said word by word: "Who do you... take me for?"

Jiang Ruo raised his head and looked at his chaotic eyes, Chang Sheng suddenly pushed him and took his left hand.

Fingers clasped tightly, traces of the soul ring intertwined, Chang Sheng stared blankly, and suddenly fell on Jiang Ruo with a flick of his head.

There was a gust of cool wind, and after a long time, Jiang Ruocai took him into his arms, closed his eyes, and pressed his thin lips against his neck.

It was noon as soon as he opened his eyes, Chang Sheng turned over and sat there for a while, then turned over and rolled into the pile of brocade quilts.

Splitting headache.

"Changsheng...are you awake?"

The voice outside was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing him, Changsheng turned over, sat upright again, and slowed down his breath as much as possible, "Come in."

Jiang Ruo opened the door and came in, saw him sitting in front of the desk, followed him, "You came back last night, I thought you also had a headache when you woke up in the morning, so I made a bowl of hangover soup."

Changsheng turned his head to look at the sobering soup, thinking that it would be hard for him to make it all night, so he drank it all at once, without tasting anything.

Jiang Ruo stood up, took off the long gown on the wooden frame, Chang Sheng subconsciously hid, and asked, "What else?"

"Change clothes for you." Jiang Ruo stepped forward and fastened his belt half forcefully. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but that hand could always rub Changsheng's fingertips accurately.

Chang Sheng smiled and said: "It's not a child, and others have to help put on clothes."

"I will help you in the future." Jiang Ruo pushed him to sit down, picked his black hair with his fingers, leaned slightly closer, and said with a smile, "I have to tie the hair too."

The smile at the corner of Changsheng's mouth froze suddenly, his body froze, and then he grabbed his wrist, "Jiang Ruo, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Ruo was silent, turned around, leaned on the desk, and faced him, "Do you look at me as if you feel uncomfortable?"

Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that he would be affected by that poisonous poison, anyway, he had nothing to do recently, so he asked: "Jiang Ruo, do you want to go to the human world, I mean, then A kind that cannot carry memory."

"What are you doing in the human world?" Jiang Ruo's voice changed.

"I probably know where I can find the medicine to suppress Gu poison." Changsheng didn't notice his mistake, and said lightly: "I will accompany you on this trip to the human world, it's only a hundred years, you don't have to worry too much..."

"Don't go!"

"Jiangruo?" Changsheng looked at him with some surprise, stretched out his hand indifferently, took him into his arms, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Don't go to the mortal world, don't go!"

"You?" Changsheng frowned, then patted him on the shoulder, pushed him away, and said helplessly, "If you don't go, you won't go, what are you doing with such a reaction? I'm afraid you're going to strangle me..."

When he heard the word 'death', Jiang Ruo's eyes darkened, but he let go of him as if waking up from a dream, and sat beside Chang Sheng cautiously.

Chang Sheng couldn't figure out what was going on with him for a while, so he raised his left hand and patted his shoulder, "You've been tired all night, go rest first, and leave me alone."

The moment he stood up, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Ruo's left hand hidden in his sleeve, the black mark was blurred, Chang Sheng silently glanced at it, and left the bedroom.

Tianfang Shenfu, Wei Ziqing ran over dragging the wine jar and holding a lot of files.

With a bang, the files were piled up on the stone table, and a few others fell to the ground. Chang Sheng bent over to pick them up.

Wei Ziqing sat on the stone bench out of breath, untied the wine seal, and gasped, "I don't understand, why did you suddenly ask me to investigate the Lord of the Charm City? Are you in such a hurry?"

Chang Sheng opened the dossier and said indifferently: "Only your subordinates are fast and chaotic."

"What kind of evaluation is this?" Wei Ziqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and followed his example and opened the file, "I said, don't you suspect that this person has something to do with Lindu?"

"Ah."

"What do you mean by 'hmm'?" Wei Ziqing looked at him puzzled, shook his head, held the wine jar in one hand, flipped through a few volumes casually like Changsheng, and suddenly laughed: "Yo, I really have some Admire your subordinates, can you also find out the love affairs of the lord of the Charm City?"

Changsheng's hand was stagnant, and he raised his head slightly. Wei Ziqing knew that all the immortals in the Jiuchongtian couldn't do without a heart of gossip, so he pushed the file, pointed to a place and said: "Look, here it is said that the general will be like that monarch. He once made a marriage contract with a mortal, and when that mortal died, he found the reincarnation of that mortal without hesitation, and used forbidden techniques to pull him out of reincarnation. In the end, he was condemned by God, and his sweetheart fell into a ghost Flying Smoke Mie's tragic end..."

"Tsk tsk." Wei Ziqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Should you say that he is as deep as the sea? Or should you say that he is ignorant? Marrying a mortal, fortunately, he is still the monarch of the Charm City. He is really stupid."

Changsheng listened in a daze, and suddenly felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, Wei Ziqing touched him, "Do you think they are stupid?"

There was a moment of confusion in his mind, and finally he said coldly: "To me, this is just a story."

Changsheng's turnaround is faster than flipping a book, which makes Wei Ziqing at a loss. Suddenly, he seems to have thought of something, and then shoots up, "Fox, Meicheng, the person raised in your mansion..."

Wei Ziqing leaned over, lowered his voice, and said, "Could it be Jiang Ruo?"

Changsheng's breath sank, Wei Ziqing immediately burned those eye-catching files, and looked at him sincerely, "Xuanqing, listen to the old man's words: It is very difficult for a person to live up to this life. So don't care about who that person liked before, you just need to care about who is with him now, he is just a mortal, if he is a demon who has lived for thousands of years, it is impossible for him to understand these things, let me say, you If you really like him, ask him, since he is willing to stay in your Changle Xuanqing Mansion peacefully, it doesn't mean that he has no affection for you at all."

Chang Sheng looked at him and said quietly, "Then what do you think I should do?"

"Just ask, if you can, we'll be together, if you can't, then drive out of Changle Xuanqing Mansion." Wei Ziqing scratched his head, and said again: "Then if you still feel uncomfortable, I'll break his dog legs for you... ...Ah bah, how about the fox legs?"

Changsheng rubbed the blood crimson pearl with his fingers, and Wei Ziqing hurriedly dragged the wine jar and stuffed him back to Changle Xuanqing Mansion.

Outside Fenglin, Wei Ziqing was carrying two jars of wine, and suggested: "Why don't you drink a jar first?"

After all, wine is strong and cowardly.

Changsheng was silent for a while, but he still rejected Wei Ziqing, and it was the cold and ruthless God Xuanqing again.

Wei Ziqing hugged the wine jar, looked at his back and shook his head, then jumped up between the maple branches and poured wine with his legs crossed.

The light and shadow flowed, and the people sitting in the maple forest seemed to be in a daze, spinning the feather arrow in one hand, and they didn't know what they were thinking, and they were unaware of Changsheng's approach.

Changsheng suddenly discovered that since Jiang Ruo recovered, he seemed to love staying in the red maple forest, sometimes hiding in the forest and sleeping in the dark, and he didn't feel bored.

Jiang Ruo suddenly sighed, resting his chin on one hand, and threw the arrow in his hand into the clay pot more than two feet away.

"what is this?"

Jiang Ruo didn't expect Chang Sheng to sit over suddenly, his eyes met, looking at this clear and bright face, the man who was calm just now was suddenly at a loss for a moment, but he nodded and raised his eyebrows, and it disappeared again.

Jiang Ruo looked at the clay pot, took another feather arrow from his side casually, and said: "This is a throwing game that ordinary people play when they feast. I saw these feather arrows in the side hall today. Take it out to play if you have nothing to do, don't you mind?"

Chang Sheng sat beside him, bypassing Jiang Ruo with one hand, took a feather arrow, raised his hand and tried to throw it out, the feather arrow rubbed past the clay pot.

He sighed and asked rather curiously, "What is the law?"

"The one who hits the most wins, and the one who hits the fewest shots is fined." Jiang Ruo watched him secretly, and then pretended to ask casually, "Do you want to play? We can change it."

"Oh? How do you play it?" Chang Sheng smiled at him when he heard this.

Jiang Ruo happened to turn his head and drowned in his eyes, lightly clenched his fingers under the sleeves, Jiang Ruo said slowly: "If we two use magic power to compete, we won't be able to tell the difference, it's the way of mortals, but the rules To change, one person votes once, and the loser needs to confess one thing to the other party.”

No.: ☆, Bodhi Drunk Alone ([-])

"Frankly speaking..."

Chang Sheng listened to him, his eyes were clear, then he pinched a feather arrow, nodded his head in thought, if he saw him like this, he couldn't bear it and said: "I will let you."

Chang Sheng frowned, gave him the feather arrow, and said: "Okay."

Jiang Ruo took the feather arrow, and as expected, he did what he said, the first feather arrow coincidentally missed, he turned sideways, and said, "What do you need to ask?"

Changsheng has never been "commonly courteous", so he immediately said bluntly: "Why did you come to Changle Xuanqing Mansion?"

"..." Looking at the clay pot, Jiang Ruo suddenly lost his mind, and murmured, "For peace of mind."

"Then why are you uneasy?"

Jiang Ruo smiled and said, "This is the second question."

"Oh." Chang Sheng answered vaguely, then stretched out his hand and threw a feathered arrow, he didn't even need to look at it, he knew it was empty, and said: "You ask."

"Has Changsheng ever had someone he likes?"

Chang Sheng raised his eyebrows, and answered without hesitation: "How is it possible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ruo gave him a sideways glance, and threw the feather arrow without even looking at it, making people suspect that he did it on purpose. Chang Sheng's eyes darkened, and he asked, "Who is Yan Yugui?"

Jiang Ruo's fingers froze, he didn't expect him to ask this name suddenly, his heart felt cold, he didn't know when Changsheng knew this name, and where did he know it, he was silent for a long time, and then said in a hoarse voice: "That's why love."

Changsheng held a feathered arrow, his knuckles were clearly defined, "Then why do you want to hide it?"

Jiang Ruo smiled suddenly, the meaning of that smile was unclear, but Chang Sheng was not happy when he heard it, he just heard him say: "No one has ever asked, how can it be regarded as hiding? What's more, everyone will have something in their hearts. secret."

"Then the secret in your heart is that person?" Chang Sheng asked.

"Then you might as well guess what secret is hidden in my heart now?"

Chang Sheng remained silent, and only asked him, "Can you tell me about that person?"

Jiang Ruo suddenly huddled together in his mind, didn't think about whether it was another question, tilted his head and said in a hoarse voice: "That person...he is a mortal, in his first life, he was a stupid scholar, and he sneered. He has haunted me for several years, the second time, he is a little Taoist priest, and he met me again for several years, the third time... I haven't found him yet."

"does it worth?"

"Why is it worth it?"

"I don't know, but you are not worth it in my opinion." Changsheng glanced at him nonchalantly, pressing a feather arrow with his white finger, and said earnestly: "Ordinary people have short lives, but your monster race is different. I don't I understand why you have to wait for a hundred years or even a thousand years, just to hold hands with the lover in the past life. In the past life and the present life, the appearance may not change, but the person you waited for is not that person after all. You are still you, but he is no longer him. gone."

"Maybe this is obsession." Jiang Ruo tilted his head, smiled affectionately and helplessly, raised his finger, and said, "It's your turn."

I don't know if he missed too much, Changsheng finally threw it in once, but looking at Jiangruo, he missed again, Changsheng suddenly said: "No matter how obsessed you are, you can try to let him go."

"I can't let go."

"Why?"

Jiang Ruo said, "It's too heavy."

Chang Sheng asked, "How much does it weigh?"

"Ten years of hope, a hundred years of sinking."

Longevity remained silent, and he threw the feather arrow into the clay pot first. This topic was so heart-wrenching.

With the remaining few arrows, the two were almost evenly tied. Jiang Ruo sometimes wondered if he was cheating, but he looked at Chang Sheng with serious eyes, and he didn't speak. The game was over, Chang Sheng didn't say a word, and went straight to the game. leave.

It wasn't until he got out of Fenglin that Chang Sheng put his hand on his forehead and sat down at the stone table quite tiredly, truly experiencing what it means to ask for trouble.

But at this time, there are still people who want to touch him.

Wei Ziqing hurried to his side, and he could tell at a glance that his brother was depressed, and sat beside him within a few steps, and said worriedly: "How? Was it rejected?"

Chang Sheng pursed his lips, his eyebrows and eyelashes trembled slightly, and said lightly: "Wei Ziqing, I think this matter is quite... a dirty trick."

"Hey, you can't say that." Wei Ziqing glared at him sideways, and tidied up the scattered chess pieces on the stone table with one hand, "How can you say such distressing words?"

He rested his cheek in one hand, and said: "You must know that the mortal Jiang Ruo once loved has lost his soul, so he is destined to perish in his memory. Even if Jiang Ruo searches everywhere, they will not be able to change the situation of fate , everything is in vain, you are different."

Wei Ziqing patted the stone table, and said: "You are planning to take him to the human world, and then you will lose your memory, and if you cook raw rice and cook it, who cares?"

"Anyone cares more about his lover when his temples are dyed white and when walking is difficult. This is comfort."

Chang Sheng rested his forehead with one hand, didn't know if he heard him hold him, and said dully: "You bring him back to Charm City for me."

Well, this is not listening.

"I can take it away, but what about this trip to the mortal world? You have lived alone for a hundred years, what are you doing?"

"There will always be a lot of things to deal with." Changsheng rubbed his eyebrows, out of sight and out of mind, he wished that the entire Changle Xuanqing Mansion would be emptied and return to the beginning.

Wei Ziqing naturally heard the sound of the bell, he raised his eyebrows, "Yan Ye is here?"

"I asked him to arrange things in the human world." Changsheng got up and left Fenglin without looking back.

Wei Ziqing shook his head, then glanced at the depths of Fenglin, thinking that the feelings are still complicated, and it really isn't suitable for deep exploration.

Standing on Linyuan, Gong Yanye looked at the slowly gathering shadows beside him, and bowed down, "Shenjun, the arrangements for Tianjun have been made, and we can go down to the world someday."

Changsheng nodded, and said: "You don't have to follow me this time, when you get to the human world, if there is any trouble, I will send a voice transmission to notify you."

"Yes." Gong Yanye nodded, and said, "This time the location is in Mianshui County, and the identity has been arranged. Shenjun is careful all the way."

Chang Sheng waved his hand, and Gong Yanye handed him the access token, leaned over and exited Changle Xuanqing Mansion.

Chang Sheng dispersed his consciousness and found that Wei Ziqing was still waiting for him at the original place. He shook his head and walked slowly there without being in a hurry.

At this time, Fenglin was stained with frost, cold and desolate, Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, living alone in Changle Xuanqing Mansion, he was used to it, and he was afraid that he really couldn't forcefully leave any outsiders behind.

Thinking of Jiangruo, Changsheng couldn't help but chuckled a few times. After all, he is still one of the monarchs of the demon world. What's the point of staying in the fairy world now? It's better to let Wei Ziqing take him away as soon as possible, otherwise he will be discovered by others, and he may be killed again. Make a fuss and go.

Having made up his mind, Chang Sheng's expression eased, and he had just walked a few steps with his hands behind his back when he suddenly stopped and changed direction with his feet.

Maple from Xuanqing Mansion in Changle