Master Shizun wants to force marriage?

One month later, the two arrived in Beimo and lived in a small border town.

Everything went well at first, as Yan Tong expected, Ji Heng liked it here very much.

This is the edge of the world, the life in the town is slow, peaceful and long, before Yan Tong felt that Ji Heng was very suitable for such a place.

He has a calmness that ordinary people don't have, and he also has the passion of a cultivator.

Jiangnan is too quiet and Xiling is too cold, neither is suitable for Ji Heng.

Only Beimo, which has gone through thousands of years of quaintness, tranquility, enthusiasm and unrestrainedness, can properly accommodate Ji Heng's contradictory yet harmonious passion and tranquility.

But after living here for two months, the problem came.

No money.

In the past, Ji Heng was the immortal venerable of Qingqiongding, who owned a palace of no news and was admired by thousands of people, so naturally he didn't have to worry about such things.

He even went forward and said that when he was the young son of the Ji family, he was loved by his parents in every possible way and never suffered.He is also the only son of a scholarly family, who has always only known how to cultivate one's morality and morals, but not daily necessities.

It can be said that he has no concept of money.

Yan Tong is a little better than him.

The Yan family is a family of merchants, and Yan Xun loves Yan Tong very much. When he is a little older, he will teach him to settle accounts and teach him some ways of doing business.

Although he has never worried about money since he was a child, he has learned a little bit by ear.

It was the first time that Yan Tong was worried about the flat money bag. After dinner, he lay down on the small case in front of the bed and thought hard about ways to make money.

Ji Heng came in at some point, seeing Yan Tong lying on the case without moving for a long time, she went over and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you thinking?"

Yan Tong raised his head and looked at Ji Heng, with a little boyishness on his face, and said bitterly: "Master, we seem to have to find a way to earn some money..."

Ji Heng's reaction was completely within Yan Tong's expectations.

Confused, as if he didn't quite understand what Yan Tong was saying.

Yan Tong turned around dumbfounded, embraced Ji Heng, hugged his waist, and put his head against his stomach: "I will find a way, don't worry."

Ji Heng didn't speak, and didn't ask any more questions.

Yan Tong knew it was over, and Ji Heng took it easy.

Don't worry.

He couldn't help but think of an old saying that "poor couples mourn for everything", Yan Tong thought, for him, with the "poor couples" in the front, the "sadness for everything" in the back also brings a trace of unwillingness and humanity the sweetness.

Sweet is sweet.

Sorrow is also sweet.

The next day, when Yan Tong woke up, he habitually embraced his side without opening his eyes, only to feel a coldness.

Although he has been away from Qing Qiongding for three months, he and Ji Heng have reconciled, so it stands to reason that Yan Tong no longer needs to live in such fear.

But he can't.

The calmer the day, the more he understood how it all came about.

The more terrified, the more afraid.

I'm afraid that Ji Heng will hate him when he wakes up, and that they are really facing each other with swords as Yan Yu said.

Looking at the sky outside, it's still just dawn, where can Ji Heng go so early?

He knew that he shouldn't be so concerned about gains and losses, but he still felt a string in his mind was tensed, so he immediately got dressed and went to bed, after a brief grooming, he went out to look for Ji Heng.

I asked the neighbor first, and the neighbor was a fat lady who said she hadn't seen it.

Seeing him flustered, he told him to wait, his grandson would go to the morning market every day to sell some fruits and vegetables, if Ji Heng went out early, he should have seen him.

Yan Tong quickly nodded in response, and the fat aunt hurried to call her grandson out.

The half-grown boy said he saw it, and he seemed to have gone to the west of the town early in the morning.

Yan Tong thanked him and ran westward all the way.

Even after searching the deserted alleys, there was still no sign of Ji Heng.

As the weather gradually heated up, Yan Tong's mind was a little dazed, and his ears were buzzing.

Looking at the market where people were gradually increasing, Yan Tong couldn't stand it and squatted down against a wall.

Where did Ji Heng go?

"Yan Tong?"

Yan Tong raised his head abruptly, his eyes turned red.

Ji Heng was standing right in front of him, holding a small box in his hand.

He stood up abruptly, and hugged Ji Heng. During this short morning, his heart, which was almost frozen, was suddenly poured with a gust of warm wind, and his heart beat very fast.

He hugged him so tightly that people passing by couldn't help casting their gazes at them. Ji Heng was a little out of breath, but he didn't push him away, and said softly, "Why did you come out?"

Yan Tong hugged him and said in a muffled voice, "I can't find you."

Ji Heng patted him on the back subconsciously: "So you ran out to find me?"

The head on his shoulder knocked.

Ji Heng was slightly stunned, and said for a moment: "We have sound transmission."

So you can find mine without coming out.

Yan Tong: "..." I even forgot this in a hurry.

Yan Tong's hanging heart finally fell down again, and he suddenly felt that he was like a child who was not weaned. After hugging him for a while, he let go of him, and said a little embarrassedly: "I forgot..."

Seeing that Ji Heng was holding a box in his hand, he asked, "What is this? Master went out so early to buy it?"

Ji Heng nodded, seeing more and more people around, he simply grabbed his wrist and walked back, saying as he walked, "Go home first."

Yan Tong followed, and held Ji Heng's hand instead.

Ji Heng stared at him blankly.

Yan Tong smiled and said, "Let's go, Master, let's go home."

Ji Heng looked at their hands that were intertwined, and bent the corner of his mouth inconspicuously: "Yes."

Back at their rented house, Yan Tong held Ji Heng in the yard: "Master, can we talk now? What are you holding?"

Ji Heng's hand holding the box tightened, and he lowered his eyes and said nothing. After a while, he handed the box to Yan Tong. Yan Tong opened the box while listening to Ji Heng's voice like a mosquito: "Today is your birthday. It's a gift for you."

The box was opened, revealing a delicate white jade fan pendant.

Yan Tong looked at the small, delicate, shiny fan pendant in the box, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

Where is the birthday?It was just that Ji Heng asked him about a day he made up at random.

Where he was born, even he himself doesn't know.

Of course, no one will tell him.

However, Ji Heng took it seriously when he made a casual statement.

Yan Tong stroked the fan pendant and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master."

Ji Heng smiled embarrassedly and didn't answer, then took out a bag from his arms and stuffed it into Yan Tong's hand.

Yan Tong was taken aback, and opened the bag.

A small bag of broken silver.

Yan Tong looked at Ji Heng, a little surprised: "Where did you come from?"

"When I went to buy a fan pendant, I met another fan who came to urge him to make a custom fan, but the scholar who painted the fan and the inscription in that store happened to take a leave of absence. He can't find anyone, the customers are a bit aggressive, and the boss is very anxious."

Ji Heng said with a little smile: "I learned this when I was a child, so I said I could help to try it out. After the painting was finished and the characters were inscribed, the customer was very satisfied, so the boss gave me the money and asked me if I wanted to go to his work in the shop."

Yan Tong felt a little uncomfortable when Ji Heng finished speaking slowly.

Originally, Ji Heng didn't have to worry about anything.

But now because he also has to worry about these mortal matters.

He felt a little guilty: "Master, thank you for your hard work."

Yan Tong has been worrying about money recently, Ji Heng thought that Yan Tong would be happy when he saw the money, but he didn't expect this to be the case, he was a little flustered, but he didn't know what to do.

He could only stand stiffly, and slowly said, "I'm not working hard."

Yan Tong took a step towards him, got closer to him, lowered his head against Ji Heng's lips, exchanged a long kiss with him, and then said softly: "Master, I really want to walk with you like this for the rest of my life... ..."

"We've always been together." Ji Heng's voice carried a little comfort and a smile.

Yan Tong knew, no, he stole these.

But he still nodded, and then smiled and Rajiheng entered the room, and said as he walked: "Master, you don't have to worry about money, I have already thought of a way."

"any solution?"

When the two entered the room, Yan Tong closed the door, put away the fan pendant carefully, and then walked to the window, poured a drop of water from the teacup, and cast some spell on the drop of water, and the drop of water became A water mirror.

In the water mirror is the scene of the two in the yard just now.

Ji Heng came over: "What is this?"

Yan Tong paused: "Illusion, you can keep a certain memory you want to keep."

In fact, this is a way to make money that Yan Tong came up with after thinking about it for a long time last night.

He didn't really want to do this.

No one wants to remind themselves all the time that everything in front of them is fake.

But apart from this method, it seems that there is no other better way.

Ji Heng didn't have any special reaction, and reached out to tap the water mirror.The water mirror shattered immediately, he looked at his hand, a little helpless: "...how did it break?"

Yan Tong regained consciousness from the inexplicable boredom, looked at Ji Heng's appearance and chuckled again: "It's just ordinary water, of course it will break if you touch it with your hands."

"Then... what should I do?"

Yan Tong smiled, opened the window, and a branch of the peach blossom tree outside the window came in.

Yan Tong reached out and broke off one, and cast a spell on it with the method just now.

Then, the flower wine floated up, showing the scene in the yard just now again.

Only then did Yan Tong look at Ji Heng: "In this way, it can be kept forever. The flowers will not wither after casting spells."

After speaking, he took the flower and handed it to Ji Heng. Holding the flower, Ji Heng suddenly asked, "Can you give this to me?"

Yan Tong was slightly taken aback: "Master, do you want to keep it?"

Ji Heng lowered his eyelids and nodded.

Yan Tong's heart suddenly softened, and he held his face and kissed him a few more times: "Master, I really fell on you."

With red ears, Ji Heng said angrily, "Nonsense."

The two made up their minds, every day Ji Heng went to the shop to draw fan inscriptions, and Yan Tong went to sell flowers.

Yan Tong's business here is surprisingly good, he himself finds it strange that most of the people who come to buy flowers are women, young and old.

He asked one of them, and the woman said that she was getting married soon and wanted to save certain memories.

Yan Tong was startled, and thanked in a low voice.

The woman smiled and left.

The author has something to say: Is the progress a little fast emmm, suddenly we live together hhhh

【Special collection】

In addition to Tongtong and Shizun, I plan to start a short story about a couple of CPs, but I can't decide which ones are Chijiang x Baili or the head x Master x head master. Do you have a pair that you are more interested in? ?

The setting of Chi Jiang x Bai Li is: rebellious and difficult to train, dandy sword spirit x beautiful, sick and weak vixen (including old stalker with amnesia)

The head (Yuande) x the former head (has the name been decided? I forgot emmmm) The setting is: the stupid son of the landlord’s family (Dawu) x the old father who worries about his heart (Dawu)

At the end, I read the comments and decided which pair to write hhhh (it’s impossible to write all of them, after all, the next book is almost suffocating in my stomach hahaha)