phoenix flower affair

A beggar sang loudly on the road, but no one could understand what he was singing.He was covered in filth and slovenliness, so he unconsciously showed a disgusted expression, and then walked around.

As soon as he confirmed that this person was the lunatic that the Taoist priest said, Chen shi knelt down regardless of the long distance away from him, and then walked towards him on his knees.

The beggar looked at Mrs. Chen without the slightest doubt on his face, he just teased and said, "This beauty, is she in love with me?"

Mrs. Chen told the story, and begged: "My husband's heart was dug out by evil spirits, and I beg this expert to show kindness and save my husband's life!"

The beggar still laughed, "Anyone can be your husband, why do you have to let him come back to life?"

Mrs. Chen ignored his crazy words and just begged for his mercy.

Suddenly, the beggar became angry, "You woman is really strange, you brought me back to life, am I still that Lord Hades?" He casually picked up a wooden staff on one side, and beat Chen's body vigorously, making a dull moan. sound.Chen gritted her teeth and endured it, so that she could not cry out the pain under such a heavy blow.

"There are so many people, it seems that the lunatic is ahead." Feng Jiu looked at the wall of people and guessed like this.

Donghua protected Feng Jiu, passed through the crowded crowd, and stood at the forefront after a while.

The beggar dropped the stick, coughed up a handful of phlegm on his dirty palm, brought it to Chen's mouth, "Eat it."

"What? There's no reason for that!" Feng Jiu felt that this person was trying to make things difficult for Mrs. Chen, and wanted to go up and teach him a lesson.

"Jiu'er, be safe and don't be impatient." A faint sentence stopped her.

Feng Jiu turned around in disbelief, "But this person is really deceiving..."

"I know, Jiu'er, watch patiently."

Chen's face was flushed, and after a battle between heaven and man, for the sake of his husband's life, he swallowed the filth forcefully.

The beggar laughed and walked away, "The beauty really loves me!" The figure disappeared behind the temple gate, and Mrs. Chen and my uncle chased after him, but they were nowhere to be found.Just when the two returned without success, two servants carried a bed frame into the temple. The frame was covered with a layer of white cloth, and there were large patches of red on the cloth, which smelled very bloody.

Chen fell on the side of the shelf and burst into tears, "My husband! It's all useless as a concubine! Not only can't save your life, but now you are insulted by others, how can a concubine have the face to see you?"

Feng Jiu looked at the crying woman with doubts on her face, "How could the yang energy in her body...become so strong all of a sudden?" With such a strong qi, it was almost like two living people.She looked at Donghua, but he smiled without saying a word.

After holding the dead body and weeping bitterly for a while, Chen choked and tidied up his appearance, especially the chest and abdomen that had been brutally ripped open by the evil spirit.Her voice was hoarse, and she was already in a state of exhaustion, and the feeling of vomiting rose up her throat, "vomit—" she vomited a red lump into Wang Sheng's chest cavity.Looking again, it turned out to be a living heart, which was moving every now and then.

Feng Jiu stepped forward and advised him kindly: "Your husband is not in danger of life. What are you wrapping his body with now, those wounds will heal by themselves at night."

"Yes, Miss Xie for your guidance." Mrs. Chen immediately followed her advice, and after touching her again, her cold body was gradually warming up.

Feng Jiu was very modest, she smiled and shook her hands, "You don't have to thank me, this heart was obtained from that beggar through all your hard work."

The two didn't stay any longer and walked out of the temple.

"It turns out that all this is a test." Feng Jiu sighed, "How did you find out?"

"Although the beggar pretended to be decent, he couldn't hide the Buddhist aura on his body."

Feng Jiu looked back at the temple gate, "No wonder, he disappeared in the temple in the end."

Donghua sighed: "The way of heaven will be repaid. This Wang Sheng lost his life because of his lust for beauty."

"But I think Mrs. Chen is the most innocent in this matter! Husband Jinwu Cangjiao, I think she is also bitter in her heart. Afterwards, she saw him being cut by a monster, and she had to endure it to save his life." All kinds of humiliating actions by a crazy beggar. Why do you want to test a poor man like this?" Feng Jiu couldn't help but groan for Chen Shi.

"Husbands and wives are of the same heart, if the wife is bullied like this, it means the husband is incompetent."

Feng Jiu understood, "In addition, this life was finally obtained because of Chen's forbearance. After Wang Sheng wakes up, he will definitely feel ashamed and change his past, right?"

A child can be taught, Donghua said "Yes", with approval in his eyes.

"In this case, it is indeed much better than us directly helping each other." Feng Jiu sighed.

In front of the cabin, a small field was set up. The woman in pink took a small shovel and carefully dug small pits, and then sprinkled the rapeseed in her hand.Then she stood up and stretched her blood-sucking legs and feet. Like the sleeves of pink gauze, the emerald green vegetable seedlings broke through the ground under the pink light, and they grew into grown vegetables. "You're done!" Feng Jiu went to the edge of the pool to wash off. With the mud on his hands, he entered the wooden house.

Donghua was sitting by the window, reading a book.Feng Jiu jumped up and down beside him, knelt down, and rested her arms and head on his lap.

"Fixed?" Donghua straightened the broken hair on her temples, and when looking at the ground, he slightly raised his hand, and there was an extra layer of soft and warm blanket on the ground, so as to prevent her knees from getting cold.

"Okay. Today, that ghost gave me a nightmare." Feng Jiu said quietly, still a little scared when thinking about it, but also thought it was funny.

"Nightmare?" She was stunned at that time because of the ghostly nightmare technique?

"In its illusion, I seem to have returned to the time when I went to the Sansheng Stone to carve my name. There is no change between you and me, but the Sansheng Stone is not very similar to the one at Zhuxiantai..."

A light of understanding flashed in Donghua's eyes, no wonder she was so strange at that time, "What's different?"

"There are many people's names floating on it all the time, and you can see them with a wave of your hand. The names are always in pairs, but there are four words next to my name. What do you say? Is it strange?"

"Four characters?" Could it be a double surname?Donghua's eyes were deep, and displeasure rolled in his heart.

Seeing his unfathomable expression, Feng Jiu smiled, and finally revealed the answer, "Emperor Wenchang."

"Wenchang?" Donghua breathed a sigh of relief instantly, a little dumbfounded.

"That's right, isn't this Wenchang referring to you? The ridiculous thing is that I want to engrave your name on the stone over and over again. I thought it was quite sad at first, but now that I think about it, it's really ridiculous. "

"Anyway, it doesn't matter if it's someone else."

"The three-life stone is too fake. It should show the name. What does it mean to show a title? Also, most of the names on it have not died well, so I don't want to be like them." Feng Jiu complained, "This monster is really real, it can be so crudely made to create a nightmare."

"Unable to end well?" In this way, the three-life stone seems to be the existence of a bad marriage.

"Except for the people we know. Most of the others are characters from mortal tales, such as Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu. One died in tears, and the other escaped into Buddhism. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai couldn't stay together in life. It can only be accompanied by butterflies after death. Li Longji, Yang Yuhuan, the woman hanged herself, and the love intertwined in the conspiracy like this always feels different. Houyi, Chang'e, the world only says that "Chang'e should regret stealing Elixir'. By the way, there are also Lu You and Tang Wan, the two hairpin phoenixes are really touching, but the relationship between husband and wife ended without a problem."

Donghua smiled, "Indeed."

"Among them, the one I disapprove the most is the story of Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun."

"They actually died well." In my impression, although there were twists and turns in the couple's journey, these two people stayed together until they grew old.

Feng Jiu didn't take it seriously, "After Sima Xiangru became a successful official, he forgot about his wife who was thousands of miles away. If he wanted to marry a concubine, he was ashamed to say so, and he sent a thirteen-character letter in a hypocritical manner. Billion. It was Zhuo Wenjun who was so talented that he returned her husband's heart by replying to a poem about resentful husband. Once the court was parted, the two lands were in love. It was only three and four months, but who knows five or six years? The lyre has no heart After that, there is nothing to pass on in the eight-line script. Nine chains are broken from it, and the ten-mile long pavilion is eager to see through. Hundreds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, all kinds of helplessness to complain. Thousands of words and words can't be finished, [-] bored, ten leaning on the railing. Nine layers and nine climbing high to see lonely geese, August In mid-autumn, the moon is round and people are not round. In July and a half, I hold candles and burn incense to ask the sky. In June, during the dog days, everyone shakes their fans and I feel chilled. In May, pomegranates are red like fire, and they are watered by cold rain. In April, loquats are not yellow. , I want to be distracted in front of the mirror. Suddenly, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March. It drifts away, and the kite line is broken in February. Hey, Lang, I wish that in the next life, you will come for a woman and I will be a man." Feng Jiu After reading it, she was even more dissatisfied, "No matter how I think about it, I feel that the lines between the lines are full of her frustration. I really don't know why this half-hearted man can still be revered as a lover?"

"Emotions need to be honed."

Feng Jiu raised her neck and asked timidly, "Then will you abandon me?"

"No. That day I welcomed you back to Jiuchongtian, didn't I agree that we would never get along?"

"But it doesn't matter if you look close to your heart." Feng Jiu pursed her lips, "Hey... I'm becoming more and more greedy now."

Donghua rubbed her soft blue hair, and said in a gentle tone, "I like your greed very much."

Feng Jiu laughed heartily, delighted to be pleased.Accidentally glanced at a line of words on the bamboo slips, "Enter meditation, keep your body and mind still, in order to find the upper way... This is..." She frowned her beautiful eyebrows, thinking, "The Lotus Sutra of the Miao Dharma!"

Donghua replied appreciatively, "That's right."

"No...wrong?" Feng Jiu was stunned, why did she think of those words, and she guessed it right?She hurriedly took the letter in his hand, shook it off, and looked directly at the piece of bamboo on the far right - the Lotus Sutra of Miaofa.Feng Jiu stared at the five words dumbfounded, "Why... would I know this?" The voice was full of puzzlement.

Donghua coughed, "Maybe...it's a coincidence."

"Really? That's too coincidental. I don't remember. I have been exposed to things like Buddhism." Feng Jiu tilted her head and leaned on his lap, unable to figure it out.

"If you don't understand it now, maybe you will know it in the future." Donghua pointed out.

Feng Jiu let out an "oh", and then didn't care about this trivial matter.Looking at the sky outside, she stood up slowly, but unexpectedly, there was a heart-rending numbness in her leg, which made her very painful.As soon as his feet were weak, his body was about to fall down.Donghua grabbed her, let her sit on his lap, and said in a pitiful tone, "Don't get up first." The innocent scroll rolled down on the carpet, pulling it out for a long distance, as if a little cold.

There was a faint smile on Feng Jiu's lips, "Okay."

At night, Feng Jiu went to bed with wet hair. Donghua saw her and brought a dry towel to help her wipe the wet hair, "Why don't you dry your hair."

Feng Jiu leaned against him lightly, her eyes barely opened, "Sleepy. Anyway, I'll sleep until tomorrow, and my hair will be dry."

"Aren't you afraid that you'll have a headache when you wake up tomorrow?" Donghua was helpless, but his hands were very gentle, "I'll dry your hair for you, you go to bed first." Today she felt tired because of the nightmare technique performed by the ghost It is also normal.

When Feng Jiu was cooking porridge in the kitchen, she touched her dry long hair and secretly blushed.She vaguely remembered that he was the one who helped her with her hair.She rested her chin, added a few sticks of firewood to the fire from time to time, and stamped her feet angrily, blaming her for falling asleep and not remembering much.A plan came to mind, "How about...do the old trick again tonight?"

At night, Feng Jiu's spirits became even more sluggish, and this time there was even water dripping from the tips of her hair.

Donghua naturally took on the heavy responsibility of wiping her hair again. Seeing that the job was almost done, he let her lean on his chest. He stretched out his hand, and the wooden comb in front of the vanity mirror appeared in his hand in an instant.

When he was gently helping her comb her long hair, Feng Jiu, who was quietly buried in his arms and pretended to be asleep, smiled so sweetly that it almost oozes honey.

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A familiar figure is on a Sendai.The person Feng Jiu was eager to see was standing with his hands behind his back, and the breeze was blowing up the soft hem of his clothes, making him look even more fluttering.

Feng Jiu looked at him, as if separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, with tears in his eyes, "Emperor."

Hearing this, his body trembled slightly, the man turned around and saw her teary, "Why are you crying?"

Feng Jiu walked towards Donghua quickly, and hugged him without hesitation, but she heard her say: "When the emperor lives, Feng Jiu will live. If the emperor dies, Feng Jiu will never live alone."

Donghua was stunned. Although he didn't understand why she said those words, she was extremely shocked in her heart.

Three or two Gong'es passed by, glanced at the ambiguous scene on the stage, immediately removed their surprised eyes, quickened their pace and left.

Donghua didn't push her away, but he held back and didn't hug her.He looked at the plain hairpin in her hair with a little helplessness, and there was forbear tenderness in his voice, "Feng Jiu, don't do this."

Feng Jiu choked with sobs, and hugged him even tighter, "No, I won't."

Donghua sighed softly, and decided to make sense of it, "You, Qingqiu Diji, ran to Jiuchongtian to hug me for no reason, aren't you afraid of shame?"

"We have been husband and wife for several years, what are we afraid of?" Feng Jiu didn't think so, anyway, no matter how intimate they are, it's not like they haven't done it before.

"That's crossing the catastrophe, how can it be confused with the same thing." Donghua's eyes flashed, and he lightly reprimanded.

Feng Jiu pursed her lips and explained aggrievedly: "Whether the emperor still cares about the matter between me and Yuan Zhen. It was all ordered by Si Ming Xingjun, and I really have no personal relationship with Yuan Zhen." The person in her heart has always been only him, no matter whether it is the mortal world or the Jiuchongtian, she does not want him to be misunderstood.

Donghua closed his eyes, not wanting her to feel ashamed, "I know."

Feng Jiu began to play tricks, and stubbornly swore: "Anyway, I won't leave you until you accept the robbery."

"Who told you that I'm going to be robbed?" Donghua frowned, as if he understood her strange behavior, but he didn't understand.

Feng Jiu stopped crying, her nasal voice was heavy, "Isn't it?"

Donghua spread his hands and raised his thick eyebrows, "Do you think I look like someone who is about to die?"

"No, it doesn't look like..." Feng Jiu stepped back slightly, and took a closer look at his appearance. He was still so handsome and radiant, so how could there be any signs of dying?But the matter of life and death is not so easy to see. Feng Jiu thought it was his excuse, so she hugged him tightly again, "I don't care, no matter who said it. Anyway, you will be robbed, no matter what Anyway, I won’t leave you until the catastrophe is over.” She sniffed and continued, “I will guard you every day and will not waste any time on others. Whatever you want to eat, I will Do it for you, wherever you want to go, I will accompany you."

Donghua was moved in his heart, but he didn't show it.He looked forward and said calmly, "Your father is here."

Feng Jiu didn't believe it. He was lying to himself at the time, crying and saying, "It's useless if my father comes, I won't listen to anyone."

"Emperor Donghua." At this moment, a serious voice sounded.

When Feng Jiu heard this, all the hair on his body stood on end, and he hurriedly hid behind Donghua's side.

Donghua stepped forward slightly, deliberately blocking Feng Jiu, and asked, "God Bai Yi, why did you come to the Nine Heavens?"

Bai Yi was originally looking at his worthless daughter, but when he heard this, he also remembered something serious, "Oh, it's for my younger sister's marriage."

Donghua nodded, "Yes, the marriage between the Celestial Clan and the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is a big event. Then I won't delay going to God and leave." Bai Yi with an obviously unkind expression.Hidden under the wide swarthy cloth is a clenched fist with bruised veins.

In the middle of the night, the Taichen Palace was very quiet.

Donghua took off his dark robe and lay on the bed, the scene of the day appeared in his mind, that girl...

A ball of pink fell on the couch, Donghua was taken aback for a moment, then sat up without hesitation after regaining his senses, and distanced the two of them to avoid suspicion.

"Dijun." Feng Jiu looked at him anxiously, with large and small scars all over his face and body.

Donghua's eyes were stained with reluctance, and his voice was also cold because of anger, "Who hurt you?"

"My father said that since I have lost my body to the emperor in the mortal world, he will kill me. I escaped with great difficulty just to see the emperor. Then, as a filial piety, let my father beat me to death." Feng Jiu explained.

Donghua reached out and touched the scar on her lip lightly, feeling very distressed.Feng Jiu looked at him obsessively, and called softly, "Dijun."

Soon, Donghua returned to his usual indifference, making it impossible to see whether he was happy or angry, "Your injury seems real. You almost deceived me, but you can't do the whole set just because you are acting? When you touch your wound, you should hide a little bit and shout that it hurts."

Feng Jiu thoroughly comprehended what she has learned and applied it now, and added a painful cry in a dignified way, "Ah! It hurts!"

He persuasively said, "Learn a little more."

"Feng Jiu was wrong, this injury is fake." Feng Jiu lowered her head, no longer hiding it.

"Who taught you?" Most likely it was the one from Lian Song, or else it was Si Ming.

Feng Jiu grumbled and confessed, "Chengyu..."

Donghua left the bed, grabbed the robe with his long hand, picked up the robe on the shelf, and put it on, sneering in a cold voice: "Your Highness, a confidante, can't do anything else, but tricks can always be refurbished."

Seeing that he was angry, Feng Jiu hurriedly got off the couch, and interceded for Cheng Yu, who was the adviser, "Feng Jiu begged her to teach me, please only blame me and don't implicate her."

Donghua suppressed the affection in his heart, and looked back indifferently, "Little fox. I told you in that broken house in the mortal world: you should never stop, harm others and yourself. Don't you understand that me and you Your life-saving grace has already been terminated. Today, you came to my Taichen Palace again, why?"

"Because you are going to be robbed, so I want to accompany you." Feng Jiu confessed frankly.

"Who told you that I will be robbed?" Where did this statement come from, she also said the same during the day.From the looks of it, he really thought he was going to be robbed.

Feng Jiu bit her lip, "I can't say it."

"Do you know how much older I am than you? When your father was not born, I already looked like this. Over the past 10 years, you have never seen how many vicissitudes of life, how many souls have returned to dust. Neither have you I've seen my hands stained with blood, and my eyes are bloodshot. Who is that person you yearn for? Is it the person you saw in front of you?"

"En." Although Feng Jiu hesitated, she nodded.

"But Feng Jiu, the person in front of you is not the real me. The person who made fun of you in Taichen Palace is not the real me. The person who is with you in the mortal world is not me. The person in front of you This person is not only the co-lord of heaven and earth who ruled the law and controlled life and death in the past, but also the Shaoyang Lord of Donghua Purple Mansion who has no emotions and desires, does not know what the world of mortals is, no matter what you do, in front of my eyes, it is like a child's play."

"But..." Feng Jiu wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.Looking at Donghua's solemn face, she knew it wasn't what he said, but, so what?How to express this?She had never seen him before, let alone liked it or not.

"It's nothing but, let's go, let's go now." Donghua turned his back, stopped looking at her, and went straight outside after issuing the eviction order.When seeing Feng Jiu being silenced by his words, he actually felt lost?I'm afraid that what I said is right, what Feng Jiu likes is not the real him, maybe he has always had this layer of hidden worries, but it just happened to expose this layer of window paper today.Since when did his majestic Emperor Donghua become a brat in love?

It's just...the two are destined to miss each other.He looked at the desolate crescent moon hanging high in the deep night, and sighed.Doomed to sleepless tonight, he should calm down.Just like that, he simply put on his outer shirt and headed towards Zhuxian Terrace.

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After a long time, Donghua put down the wooden comb, and said with a half-smile, "Lady, are you satisfied with serving your husband?"

Feng Jiu responded subconsciously, "Satisfied, you know." She became weak, thanks to the fact that she was proud of being able to deceive him this time.

Donghua couldn't help laughing, and pointed out her biggest flaw, "Jiu'er, you almost laughed out loud just now, how can you still look sleepy?" Hearing this, Feng Jiu was very annoyed.

Donghua looked at her, and kindly suggested, "I don't mind if you use ecstasy, I can't solve this."

"But I haven't used it yet, how do you know you can't solve it? Is it too early to say?" Suddenly, Feng Jiu suppressed her smile, and her expression became serious, as if there was something big going on, "Or , who used it on you?"

"This is a good show of your Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, what do you think?" Donghua didn't say clearly, and let her guess.

"Then who could it be?" Feng Jiu thought hard, there were not many nine-tailed fox female relatives in Qingqiu, her aunt was impossible, and the others were even less likely!The Bai family will only visit the Heavenly Palace once during a major court meeting, and they have nothing to do with Jiuchongtian on weekdays, let alone the Taichen Palace. "Could it be... grandpa?" She gasped.No wonder Grandpa was so surprised that she was going to marry Donghua, Feng Jiu's face paled instantly.If so, how would she and her mother-in-law deal with each other? Feng Jiu felt miserable, and her face was dissatisfied with bewilderment and gloomy.

Seeing her thinking more and more outrageous, Donghua just found it funny, "Jiu'er, haven't you used it on me?"

"No." Feng Jiu thought for a while, then shook her head resolutely.

"Really?" Donghua slowly approached, Fengjiu instinctively leaned back, and finally fell on the bed, "Jiu'er, think about it carefully." In the end, he almost completely fell on top of her.

Feng Jiu understood, her face was as red as the clouds in the sky, "I don't have it, it's because you used it on me."

Donghua seemed puzzled: "Why don't I know that I have learned this unique technique?"

"It's a pity that you're not a nine-tailed fox. But, is this enchantment really that powerful? Zheyan also said that he couldn't solve it, but Ye Hua broke aunt's enchantment."

"My husband thinks that this is not the time to discuss this." Donghua said leisurely while leaning down, his cool white hair and thick black hair intertwined and scattered on the pillow, forming a wonderful scenery .