Reverse marriage

Feng Jiu stayed in Taichen Palace for several days without even stepping out of the palace gate. It wasn't that she didn't want to go out, but she couldn't go out at all. An enchantment sealed the gate of Taichen Palace, and she could enter and exit freely every day. But it's just one person.She and Donghua were the only two left in such a large palace, and she always felt a little strange in her heart.

It's not that Feng Jiu didn't protest, but every time Donghua dismissed her with a sentence that you're not ready yet.She didn't know what was wrong, but she felt that her body was extremely good, and her energy had nowhere to dissipate, and instead she showed a bit of dispirited emotion.

Donghua originally instructed her to do some light work of serving tea and pouring water. Seeing that she was really bored, and because she stayed aside, he really couldn't read half a word of the scripture in his hand, so he raised his eyes and asked: "What are you good at?"

Fighting and causing trouble to join in the fun is her favorite thing to do, but in front of Dijun, how could she dare to say it out loud, she just idly flipped through the brochure Donghua had found, and replied inadvertently: "Cooking. "

Donghua said thoughtfully, "It's so good." After he finished speaking, he took out a piece of paper and wrote it for a while before handing it to her.

Feng Jiu stared dumbfounded at the long list of dish names in her hand, and even made a special note at the end of some: This dish is very good, and I can make it often.She really wanted to crumple the paper in her hand and throw it on his face with a peaceful smile, but she was too strong with him, so she had to grit her teeth and say, "I always thought that the immortals of the Nine Heavens don't need For dinner."

"You're right." A faint smile flashed in Donghua's eyes, "It's just that when I rescued you, I had a fierce fight with the Chiyan Jinyan beast, which hurt a little vitality, so I need to make up for it."

Seeing him mentioning this matter, Feng Jiu's confidence was obviously weaker, and she whispered softly: "Shouldn't you drink medicine if you are injured?" Also get hurt?Feng Jiu curled her lips involuntarily, somewhat disbelieving.

As if knowing her secret slander, Donghua put down the scripture in his hand, propped his head up and said, "How can this emperor pay attention to a mere golden beast, but..." He looked at her with a smile on his lips, "You seem I was terrified, holding my emperor and refused to let go no matter what, so my emperor's spells were somewhat unable to be used. But it is not a serious injury, so there is no need for medicine, just food supplements."

Holding him and refusing to let go?Did you do such a shameful thing?Even though she had no memory at all, Feng Jiu's face turned red inch by inch, and soon she was defeated and ran out in a desperate manner.

The ingredients and kitchen utensils sent by Si Ming were all available. Although he didn't know how the emperor planned, he guessed it pretty well. Seeing Feng Jiu sitting in a daze, he couldn't help smiling, and asked: " Your Highness, what are you thinking?"

Feng Jiu was trying to recall the process of being rescued, but after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure it out. Seeing that it was him who came, she smiled wryly and said, "It's you."

Seeing her expression, Si Ming asked in surprise, "What are you worrying about, Your Highness?"

Feng Jiu flipped through the fresh fruits and vegetables he sent, frowned and said, "Is he really the emperor of Donghua? Why is it so different from what is recorded in the classics?"

Si Ming was taken aback for a moment, and instantly understood what she meant, and couldn't help but think of the day when she just woke up.That day, he was ordered to pass on the emperor's words to Yuqing Palace and came back to reply. He happened to meet the young highness staring at a pair of dark almond eyes, which were full of disbelief, "This, how is this possible?"

Donghua caught a glimpse of him, glanced over lightly, and said, "Si Ming, tell her, is there only one sleeping hall in this emperor's Taichen Palace?"

It's a pity that he didn't understand the deep meaning in those eyes at that time, but after thinking for a while, he said, "Xiaoxian remembers that there was a bedroom for Xian'e before, but after the emperor dismissed Xian'e from the palace, it has been empty all the time. .”

I only remember that the little Highness didn't speak at that time, but she raised her head triumphantly, and stared at the emperor provocatively, smiling brightly like the sun in midsummer.However, the emperor smiled faintly as if he didn't care much, turned around and said to him, "In this case, Si Ming, you should lead the way."

He anxiously led them to Xian'e's bedroom, pushed open the slightly dusty door, and said dumbly, "This is it."

At that time, the little Highness ran in bouncing around and looked around, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "This is it." But just before walking to the bed, she heard her earth-shattering ah, turned around and ran to Dijun's side, hugging the emperor. Holding his arm, he pointed tremblingly at a green snake that was spitting out snake apricots on the couch, and asked, "This, what is this?"

A trace of indescribable deep meaning flashed in the emperor's eyes, but his face was indifferent, "It's just a little snake." He looked at the room with a natural look, "This emperor remembers that before moving to the Taichen Palace, , there was a large piece of golden cicada grass planted here, which is the favorite food of the spirit snake family. Although people got rid of it later, it still leaves some smell that is not clean.” He smiled sideways. Still satisfied?"

His Highness shook his trembling hands, grabbed Dijun's purple shirt tightly, and said solemnly: "It seems to be quite cold here, which is not conducive to my recovery."

Dijun nodded with comprehension, "Then you..." He said only two words before being interrupted by His Royal Highness: "I think your room is very good." Dijun curled his lips and chuckled in satisfaction: "It's so good .”

The two of them walked in front, and he followed behind with some doubts in his heart. Has there really been a large piece of golden cicada grass planted here?Why has he never heard of it?He couldn't help but look back, only to find that the little snake that bared its teeth just now had disappeared, and what fell on the couch was just a slender bamboo leaf.

So at the moment Feng Jiu asked such a question, Si Ming didn't think it was strange, even he felt that the emperor had done something unkind.But Emperor Donghua is his parents after all, and he has seen the hardships of the road between the two of them all the way, and feels that now it is another round of consummation, so he didn't explain it, but smiled slightly and asked: "Little How does Your Highness imagine the emperor should be?"

Feng Jiu wrinkled her small face and said, "I remember that the emperor recorded in the classics is not a person who is unsmiling, cold-hearted and cold-hearted."

True, but not to you.Si Ming thought to himself, but said in his mouth: "Perhaps it is the reason why Dijun and his old man are in a good mood these days."

In a good mood so you appear cheeky?Feng Jiu was stunned, thinking that this great god is really unpredictable, that's all, she will be at ease when she comes, she didn't think about it anymore, she just said casually: "Si Ming, tell me something interesting about this Tiangong. .”

Donghua waited until the night fell and did not see Feng Jiu's shadow, so he couldn't help getting up to see what she was tossing about, but before he got close, he heard her talking and laughing with Si Ming. Looking at the window for a moment, the woman in the house was smiling like a flower, and was telling interesting stories about her wits and courage with her father when she was a child.For some reason, he suddenly felt that this scene was a bit dazzling, and he couldn't help coughing slightly.

The two people in the room suddenly stopped and looked at him, looking a bit cautious.Donghua asked in a low voice, "Isn't it alright?"

Feng Jiu said ah, and after saying something, she went to take off the lid of the pot. She never thought that the steaming smoke hit her hand, and it was so hot that she missed her hand, and the lid of the pot hit her foot.

Donghua focused his eyes, and a white light quickly fixed it in the air before he walked in, bent slightly to pick it up, and handed it to Feng Jiu, "Hold it firmly."

Si Ming withdrew his outstretched hand in a little embarrassment, feeling the faint coolness around the emperor, decided it was better to go first, so he bowed and left immediately.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Feng Jiu asked stupidly: "You've been helping me for a while, won't you eat together?"

Si Ming smiled wryly in his heart, "Your Highness, don't you see that the emperor has a jealous look on his face, aren't you trying to hurt me!"Not waiting for the emperor to signal with his eyes, he hastily said: "Xiaoxian doesn't need to eat." After saying that, he quickly dodged out like fleeing.

Fengjiu followed Donghua back to the main hall with a plate, sat aside boredly, Donghua glanced at her, "You don't want to eat?"

Feng Jiu was taken aback, "I don't need to eat either."

Donghua stared at her silently and did not speak. Fengjiu held back for a long time with a strong backbone, but Donghua's aura was soaked in like a dense mist, which made her feel a little drumming in her heart, so she had no choice but to Silently picked up the chopsticks, "I'm hungry again."

A faint smile appeared in Donghua's eyes, and he reached out to add a lot of food for her, "Eat more when you're hungry."

Feng Jiu stared at the mountain of food in front of her with hatred, and while eating happily, she thought sadly, why is she a fox and not a pig, why does she have to eat so much.

Different routes lead to the same goal, as long as she is still by his side, Donghua looked at her and smiled silently.

When Feng Jiu packed up everything, Donghua was already sitting on the couch with his eyes closed, and seeing that she didn't come to the couch, he just sat at the table and flipped through the books, and asked softly, "Why, still not sleeping?"

There was a blush on Feng Jiu's cheeks, she usually turned into her original body first and got on the couch first, so she didn't feel very embarrassed, but now she was asked to go to the couch in her human body, she couldn't help but think about the ambiguous situation trembling all over.It's just that she didn't have the guts to transform into her original body in front of him, so she yawned and said, "I'm not sleepy, Dijun, go to bed first."

Donghua hummed lightly and lay down first, but no matter how he looked at his thin lips, there was a playful smile on his thin lips.

After a while, Feng Jiu called softly: "Emperor?" No one answered for a long while.She walked over quietly, seeing his steady and long breathing, she transformed into a nine-tailed red fox and jumped up with confidence.Because she had nothing to think about, she fell asleep very quickly. Acting on the nature of animals, she arched into Donghua's arms, feeling very warm and comfortable, and squeezed involuntarily, only clinging to him tightly. Only then did he appear extremely satisfied, and fell into a deep sleep with his fox mouth grinning.

In the darkness, Donghua opened his eyes, hugged the little fox in his arms, and cast a spell to transform her back into a human body. His fingertips slowly swept across her long eyelashes and rosy cheeks. The kiss fell lightly on the bright red fern on her forehead.

In the dream, Feng Jiu saw herself wearing a pink dress, looking back in panic while flying towards the direction, and behind her was the red flame golden beast that had already caught up with laughter, she panicked and couldn't see the way clearly , When he regained his senses, he had already slammed into a big tree.At this very critical moment, she saw a purple shirt fairy falling down, holding her in his arms, spinning around several times before gently landing on the ground, she desperately wanted to see Clear his face, but there is always a thick fog blocking her, no matter how hard it blows, it can't be blown away. Finally, a gust of wind blows over and blows away a little, but only sees his pair of dark and deep eyes, like Qingqiu holy water pool. The lake water sucked her deeply into it.

The author has something to say: The two have a warm daily life, and silly Fengjiu will gradually fall into the love network that Donghua has woven...