Pauline's fellow--Moon Rabbit

The Yangtze River gradually falls and Xiaoxing sinks.Looking out from the Guanghan Palace, there is a boundless galaxy, in which the Milky Way looks like a long flowing belt, dividing the two banks.Yang Jian thought of his mother's plain silk silk, and the white silk silk used by Chang'e for dancing.The memory warmed, and his stern face softened a little.

The branches and leaves of Guanghan Palace jade tree are crystal clear, and the uneven cracks on the trunk are still there.He couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress Yushu, remembering that day, after smashing Yushu, he chased down Jiuxiao to pick up the branches and leaves of Yushu that fell from the sky.Some mistakes, she said, can never be undone.There is still a dull pain in my heart.But more of an annoyance.

When I first heard her say, there was only one person in my heart, and I couldn't tolerate anyone else.He was so angry, out of control!As a result, he shot and broke this ancient treasure, Pangu's eyelash jade tree.

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The blue sea and the blue sky.

Yang Jian was dressed in black, graceful and graceful, walking alone, almost blending into the lonely night.If you walk a lot at night, you won't feel dark.After being lonely for a long time, I naturally forget the loneliness.

The ice-carved Qionglou Yuyu, in the soft moonlight, is independent from the world, like a dream.This is Guanghan Palace.

Staying in front of Guanghan Palace, you can't get any closer.Guanghan Palace has always attached great importance to fame and festivals, and she never entertains guests of the opposite sex in Guanghan Palace.That time, he was seriously injured, but she took him into Guanghan Palace to heal his injuries without any consideration.In this way, he may be the only man who has ever entered her boudoir.

The beauty of the moon palace moves lightly with her lotus steps, and comes every step of the way.The complexion is beautiful, quiet and elegant, indescribably good-looking, even if you look at it for a hundred years, a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years, or even longer, you will not get tired of it.Just like the moonlight, it is easy to immerse and fall into it.Even if it is impossible to recover, I am willing.

Just like Tian Peng, Wu Gang, and Hou Yi.He didn't want Yang Jian.Compared with her face, he likes her eyes more, pure black and clear, tolerant of the sun, moon and stars.So kind, so reassuring.How does it feel whenever he looks into her eyes?go home!

Apparently, when Jiaren saw him, she was taken aback for a moment and stopped in her tracks.This time, she didn't ask him: "Why are you here?" Instead, she smiled sweetly and said in a soft voice: "It's good for Zhenjun to come here without invitation, so that the jade rabbit doesn't know that Zhenjun is here. Can I give Chang'e a face."

"Fairy has an invitation, and Yang Jian will gladly accept it. Why should the fairy be so polite?"

"After all, today is different from the past." Chang'e shook her head, saying something.

Her words seemed a little sarcastic.He stared at her, his expression was the same, but more calm and serene than before.

"Fairy, do you want to go out?" Yang Jian looked at the basket in her hand and asked.

"Go to Guilin, pick up some laurel, and dig an altar of osmanthus wine. I don't know if Zhenjun is willing to go with me."

"It's my pleasure." Yang Jian replied with a smile.

Chang'e smiled happily, handed the basket to Yang Jian, and said playfully, "Then Zhenjun, let's go!" After speaking, she led the way.

For Chang'e's sudden closeness, Yang Jian was a little caught off guard and was a little lost in thought.When he came back to his senses, Chang'e had already gone a long way.He really didn't play the cards according to the routine, he smiled helplessly and hurriedly followed.

You can smell the cinnamon of the moon palace from a distance, elegant but enduring.She often presents special products of the Moon Palace such as cinnamon, osmanthus tea, and osmanthus mooncakes as gifts, which are very popular.Never knew that she had cinnamon wine.Does she also need to drink to soothe her worries?Probably not, who knows that the Mistress of the Moon Palace has a low capacity for alcohol, and everyone says that a glass must be poured.No matter what the occasion, she refuses to drink.It must be because she was afraid of losing her appearance after drinking and losing her fairy demeanor!

Eucalyptus silver flower, this is laurel.Ten acres of Guilin, often open unbeaten.The sweet-scented osmanthus flowers fell, falling on Chang'e and Yang Jian who were walking through the forest.

Chang'e suddenly felt emotional. "You don't know, for this laurel, I spent a lot of effort." Looking far away, recalling the past.

Yang Jian sees that the ten acres of Guilin, with beautiful trees and flowers, can be said to be a must in the heavenly palace.He knew that the moon palace was gloomy and cold, and it was difficult for flowers, plants and trees to survive.Only Chang'e's laurel, under the careful cultivation of the owner, grows wantonly and becomes a great sight in the Moon Palace, comparable to Yushu and Toad Palace.It is not easy to plant these ten acres of Guilin, and it is still planted in the moon field with poor soil.

She cast a spell, and there was a rain of silver osmanthus flowers in the forest, and she controlled Yuehua to gather the osmanthus flowers one by one in her palm.With a handful full, she carefully put them into her purse.

She was very beautiful in the sweet-scented osmanthus rain, he didn't want to look at her, but he couldn't move his eyes away.Resisting is useless, it is vividly imprinted in my heart.

After collecting half of the bag, she put the purse into the basket, which was still carried by Yang Jian.She found a osmanthus tree, squatted down under the tree, and dug the soil bit by bit.

Yang Jian stood beside her quietly, her beautiful profile fell into his eyes, and her elegant appearance of digging the soil for wine also fell into his eyes.Indescribably warm.Suddenly, he had an idea, if only time could stay at this moment forever, just him and her, two people.

"I got it." She pulled out the wine jar, and held it in front of Yang Jian like offering a treasure, smiling like a child, showing off her achievements.

Yang Jian suffocated for breath, she was so beautiful like this, it was like in a dream.If only it was in a dream, he could indulge himself in sinking.Unfortunately, he has never had such a beautiful dream.What's more, he clearly knows that this woman is not so beautiful, these are just the surface.Her heart!Thinking of this, resentment filled his heart.

His expression turned cold.Chang'e was keenly aware of the change in his mood, and her smile cooled down.Put the wine in the basket too.

"You carry the basket and follow me." Chang'e dictated.

The little fairy Chang'e directs the majestic judicial god who is under two people and above ten thousand people to do things without any psychological burden.

He doesn't hate it at all, on the contrary he loves it.He felt strangely familiar, as if he had pampered her like this for many, many years.

She directly led him into Guanghan Palace this time.At the door, he hesitated slightly.Should I go in?Isn't she the one who likes fame the most?

She didn't care about him, she just set up the jug and glasses by herself.Made a few refreshing side dishes to go with the wine.

After finishing the work, I realized that Yang Jian was still wandering around the gate of Guanghan Palace.Secretly funny.

"The guests are coming, but the wine hasn't been brought in yet."

Only then did Yang Jian remember that the wine was still in the basket he was carrying.In the name of giving wine, he generously entered Guanghan Palace.Chang'e took the basket, took out the sweet-scented osmanthus wine inside, poured it into the jug, and then into the wine glass.The aroma of the wine was clear and mellow, filling the room.Yang Jian, who likes wine, knows it is good wine as soon as he smells it.And buried deep underground, no less than 500 years ago.

Before the guests arrived, she poured the wine.Yang Jian wondered, "Where are the guests?"

"Isn't it you?" Chang'e said with a smile.

Yang Jian sat down calmly, and Chang'e handed the poured wine to him.He smiled and said: "Guiyuan Bojiu, although it is not as good as Zhenjun's house wine, but it has a real taste. Please also condescend Zhenjun to have a taste."

"Fairy, you're welcome." Yang Jian offered his hand, took the wine glass, took a sip, and drained the glass with joy on his face.

The wine glass was empty, Chang'e added another glass.Ask: "How?"

"Intoxicating." Yang Jian looked at Chang'e and said.The moonlight is hazy, and there are beauties and wine in front of you, how can people not get drunk?

"Stop joking, who doesn't know that the real monarch is not drunk after a thousand cups!" Chang'e said with a slight smile.

Yang Jian had another drink. "Fairy, how about giving me the rest of the wine?"

"Okay! Since Zhenjun is a person who understands this wine, why not. The five hundred altars of wine buried in the laurel garden belong to Zhenjun. Please accept it with a smile." Chang'e readily agreed.

"Fairy, how could the little god be ashamed of such a generous gift." Unexpectedly, Chang'e was so arrogant, Yang Jian said awkwardly.The conversation changed: "The little god is busy with business, I'm afraid he can't take care of the fairies in Guilin, the wine. Please ask the fairies to find someone else."

Seeing through Yang Jian's intentions, Chang'e smiled unnaturally.

"The fairy is going out and won't return for a long time. That's why I confess my worries."

"Zhenjun was joking, Xiaoxian just thinks that Guilin and osmanthus wine from Erlang Zhenjun are so noble and majestic, and have a sense of security!" Chang'e put on a high hat for Yang Jian calmly.

"That's right." Yang Jian stroked his chin narcissistically. "So, Chang'e of Zhenjun is also the most majestic and the most secure, right!" After speaking, Xie Mei smiled.

"Hehe! Zhenjun really knows how to joke. People who don't know Zhenjun think that Zhenjun is in love with Chang'e!"

"Fairy, don't you think so?" Yang Jian picked up the wine, took a sip and asked.Affectionately said: "Yang Jian is really happy with Chang'e. I can't ask for it. I miss it!"

"Ahem..." Chang'e coughed a few times. "Haha, Zhenjun's acting skills are really good, no wonder the shrewd Queen Mother was fooled."

"Fairy, I can't accept Yang Jian in the end!" Yang Jian sighed, looking extremely regretful.

"There are so many suitors of the True Monarch, one more Chang'e is not too many, and one less Chang'e is many, don't pay too much attention to it." Chang'e comforted her.

"I don't know, what's wrong with the little god, she still doesn't like the fairy." Yang Jian complained.

"You are very good, Zhenjun. However, if Chang'e's lover is a hero, getting along with him should not be too tiring. If there are endless suspicions, it is enough to think about it. It is best to be like Hou Yi." Chang'e silently Deal a good guy card.

"Like Hou Yi? Why don't you say it, it's Hou Yi! You are husband and wife." Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and he caught Chang'e's speech.

Chang'e didn't expect that he would notice this detail.Hit a few haha, and quickly change the subject. "What about the Moon Spirit Orb..."

"Moon Lingzhu?" Yang Jian's face turned cold, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.The fox tail is exposed!Being so obedient this time is really because of the Moon Lingzhu.

"Moon Lingzhu!"

"Yeah! What are you doing?" Chang'e widened her eyes, looking at Yang Jian who suddenly approached.

"Return your Moon Spirit Orb!" He blinked his big innocent eyes.Raise Chang'e's chin, close to her lips.Before Chang'e could react to her shock, she put the moon spirit pearl into Chang'e's mouth.

When Chang'e realized it, he was already sitting upright.The etiquette is thorough: "I'm taking the liberty, borrow the Moon Lingzhu for a day, and return it to Zhao."

After speaking, Qi and blood surged, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.He hadn't recovered from his serious injuries, and without the Moon Spirit Orb, Guang Taishang Laojun's Nine-Turn Immortal Pill really wouldn't work.

When Chang'e saw him, his face turned pale instantly, and he even spat out a mouthful of blood.Feeling anxious, without even thinking about it, he rushed forward and put the Moon Lingzhu into Yang Jian's mouth.Yang Jian wanted to clenched her teeth to resist, so Chang'e stuck out her tongue and sent the beads into Yang Jian's mouth. She didn't get up until she was sure that he had swallowed the beads.This time, the two really kissed each other.

Chang'e got up and saw Yang Jian looking at her in astonishment, blushing to the ears, and then recalled what the two of them had just done.He blushed instantly.

Abandoning the slight sense of discomfort, she said solemnly: "Chang'e is also a priest, and has the responsibility of safeguarding the safety of the Three Realms and benefiting all living beings, but she is a small fairy, insignificant, and her mana is shallow, so it is difficult to do much. He is also responsible for sorting out the new rules of heaven. He has the Three Realms in mind and can benefit the common people. Now he is a sentient being in the Three Realms and is seriously injured. It is rare that Chang'e can help, so Chang'e should do her best to help, and she can't hide her selfishness. The moon spirit beads are not very important to Chang'e Yes, Chang'e is sincerely willing to give it to Zhenjun, and I only hope that Zhenjun can take care of his health. A speedy recovery is the blessing of the common people."

"That's your natal inner alchemy!" Yang Jian persuaded. "You must lose it."

"Chang'e has made up her mind, so please don't say too much." Chang'e bowed with her clothes on, "Take care, Zhenjun." She turned around and walked away with a flick of her sleeves.