match made in heaven

The next day, when Yan Guizhi and Su Fengyin went to Sisi Palace, Yan Duruo and the others had already planted all the Jieyu flowers together, and almost all the ground around the attic had been refurbished. Jiuhua was blindfolded by a white cloth and stood On the second floor terrace.

Sang Rao and Ying Buhui were also there. Sang Rao was lying on the branch of the remaining shade locust tree, with her upper body leaning against the trunk and her arms resting behind her head.

Su Fengyin walked under the tree and looked at her, and said with a smile, "Why don't you come here to join in the fun."

Sang Rao turned her head to look at the busy people, and said, "It's rare for something good to happen."

Yingbuhui was also helping to plant the seeds. The group of people made their bodies dusty, but they all had joyful smiles on their faces. Joy is always easy to contagious, and Sang Rao rarely showed some smiles on his face. Smile.

The five senses of the ghost people are transparent, although their eyes are blindfolded, the movement below is transmitted to Jiuhua's ears without a sound.

She was not born cold and aloof, she used to be a lively person.

The Thinking Palace really hasn't been this lively for a long time.

It was probably due to a change in mood, the wind on the face seemed to bring some warmth, Jiuhua raised his head, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

When everything was ready, Yue Haotong Ying Buhui hid in the south corner of the attic nearby, Sang Rao was on the tree, the lush branches and leaves covered her figure, Yan Guizhi, Su Fengyin, Yan Duruo stood behind the trunk, Thick tree trunks will hide their figures.

Yuejiao wanted to run this way too, but there was no room for people behind the tree, so Yan Duruo kicked her out, "Hurry up and hide."

So he went to the north corner of the attic with tears in his eyes.

Yan Qiongjiu was left alone, standing in the open space in front of the attic, facing Jiuhua on the balcony.

Yan Duruo cleared his throat and shouted: "Miss Jiuhua, you can take off the white cloth."

Jiuhua obeyed and took off the white cloth in front of him.Yan Guizhi, Yan Duruo, Yue Hao and Yue Jiao, the four of them mobilized their spiritual power together and poured it into the ground. The spiritual power was as fine and dense as a touch/hand, wrapped around the seeds or buds of the Jieyu Flower, and the stalks broke through the ground and formed Tiny flower buds emerge, the flower buds grow up, the flowers and leaves first bloom, and gradually stretch their posture, these are visible to the naked eye.

The Jieyu flower was urged by the spiritual power of the four people to fully bloom within a few breaths, showing the beauty of the world. Thousands of flowers bloomed the beauty of a lifetime here.

Xieyu flowers have hundreds of colors, such as light yellow, apricot yellow, yellow color, peach red, imperial concubine color, and light pink.

There are Jieyu flowers everywhere, as if the earth is paved with these charming flowers. Yan Qiongjiu stood among the Xieyu flowers, feeling a little nervous in her heart. At the critical moment, she felt timid in her heart, fearing that Jiuhua would not like it.

Yan Qiongjiu subconsciously looked behind the tree, Yan Duruo stomped her feet anxiously, lowered her voice, and shouted dryly: "Go!"

Yan Qiongjiu took two steps forward, and she saw Jiuhua on the balcony looking down, with a flat face, neither surprised nor happy, as if in a daze, Yan Qiongjiu hesitated for two steps, at a loss, and looked back again.

Yan Duruo patted his cheek, and let out a long sigh.Yan Guizhi exposed half of his body, and with a warm smile, he pointed to the ground and then to Jiuhua.

Yan Qiongjiu understood, stretched her eyebrows and eyes, bent down and picked off a peach-colored Xieyu, held the flower in her hand, put her mace in it, and gently raised it into the air, the flower took the wind and flew towards Jiuhua go.

The wind is surging, holding the petals, carrying the fragrance, gently blowing Jiuhua's hair, she stretches out her hands, holding the Xieyu flower with both hands, a jade stone is lying tightly in the stamen, on the surface of the jade The light flowed, and the word Yan Qiongjiu was read, she stared at it for a long time in a daze.

What happened just now was too beautiful, although it was not a hopeless situation, but it shocked Jiuhua so much that he couldn't recover for a long time.

She will never forget the mood at the moment when the flowers bloomed.

How to describe it, it should be that in the darkness and gloom she was in, the man walked in with color.

Jiuhua smiled, the laughter was full of warmth, she was no longer as sad as before, her eyes were sore and hot, she had only been with that person for a month, and she understood her better than someone who had been with him for decades or hundreds of years ah.

Seeing Jiuhua smile, Yan Qiongjiu felt relieved, and also showed a happy smile. She looked at Jiuhua, and then at the back of the tree. She couldn't help but feel relieved.

Jiuhua came downstairs, holding the Jieyuhua in one hand and the rope of the spike pendant in the other. She handed the spike to Yan Qiongjiu and said, "Thank you for the Jieyuhua, but this spike is too much. It's expensive, I can't accept it."

Lost and helpless flashed in Yan Qiongjiu's eyes for a moment, the surroundings of her eyes were slightly red, she looked aggrieved, she opened her mouth, then closed it again, and slowly stretched out her hand to take it.

Yan Guizhi was behind the tree, put his hand to his mouth and coughed twice.

Yan Qiongjiu was startled, and Jiuhua also looked behind the shade locust tree, and when she was about to return the mace, Yan Qiongjiu took a step back and shook her head.

Jiuhua was taken aback, not knowing what Yan Qiongjiu meant, she said: "This pendant belongs to you."

Yan Qiongjiu simply turned around, covered her ears with her hands, squatted down, and closed her eyes.

Jiuhua: "..."

Sang Rao smiled lightly on the tree, thinking that the wolf had seven sons, and the seven sons were different.

Jiuhua sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said, "Since that's the case, let me let the wolf fang go for now. If you want to take it back, you can take it from me."

Jiuhua didn't know the true meaning of Tanlang Langya, and it was just a proof of the Tanlang clan's expression of sincerity and trust. With Yan Qiongjiu's attitude, she couldn't refuse.

Jiuhua carefully put away the pendant, Yan Qiongjiu stood up and smiled at Jiuhua.

Yan Qiongjiu's ears were stained with dust because of touching the soil earlier, Jiuhua looked at her, lowered her head and smiled, but within a month, she got used to this person, unlike when facing others, she built a tall building in front of her. Barrier, is this person sincere, or is this person unable to speak, can't say deceptive rhetoric?

Jiuhua took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it around Yan Qiongjiu's ear.

The people behind the tree raised their eyebrows, and Yan Guizhi said softly, "Isn't this a little closer?"

Yan Duruo quietly gave Yan Guizhi a thumbs up.

Su Fengyin looked at Yan Guizhi, his eyes seemed to be staring at the far-reaching past. In the past, Yan Guizhi would especially make her happy. Although she called her bad all day long, she was actually very gentle, but the past was buried in the During the long years, Yan Guizhi also restrained most of his temperament.

Now things are not, and neither are people.

Seeing that the work was done, a group of talents went out, Su Fengyin said something that could lift the restriction, Jiuhua thanked everyone, and invited everyone to have dinner together in Sisi Palace.

Yan Qiongjiu couldn't wait to tell everyone that Jiuhua was very good at cooking, as if she was afraid that everyone would not agree.

Yan Duruo teased: "It seems that you have eaten a lot of food from Sisi Palace."

Yan Qiongjiu's face was blushing after saying a word, and she smiled warmly at everyone.

There is also a festival in the underworld, which is the day after the Mid-Autumn Festival in the human world. It is called half a month. It has been almost 300 years. Jiuhua once again celebrates this festival, and unintentionally prepares more meals.

Yan Qiongjiu was helping Jiuhua in the back kitchen, Yingbuhui and Yuehao were busy going in and out, carrying wine and looking for ingredients.

Yuejiao turned into its original form and spread joy in the Xieyu flower, and the Xieyu flower petals were scattered everywhere.

Sang Rao was still lying on the locust tree, stretched out her hand, and caught a petal. The rustle of the locust tree was blown by the wind, and it was like laughter. She looked at the petal lovingly, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. .

Yan Duruo accidentally caught a glimpse under the tree, Xin Xin would show such a smile in the first place, but then remembered something, and frowned in distress.

Su Fengyin was resting on the second floor, and there was a pile of wine brought by Yuehao in the corner. Su Fengyin went to take a jar, and when Su Fengyin opened it, the aroma of the wine wafted away. It was sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and Su Fengyin's eyes dimmed. .

When Yan Guizhi came up from below, he saw Su Fengyin drinking heavily at the table alone, his body lying on the table, his waist was so soft that he seemed to have no bones.

Yan Guizhi walked over, sat down beside him, and said, "Why are you drinking now?"

Su Fengyin glanced at her, then turned his head to the other side.

Yan Guizhi walked to the other side silently, and she moved her head back.

Yan Guizhi smiled lightly, thinking that this person is sometimes like a child.

Yan Guizhi pushed her and said softly, "Look at me."

Su Fengyin didn't move, Yan Guizhi walked to the other side and said, "Look at me."

After drinking the wine, Su Fengyin's eyes shone brightly, his cheeks were bright red, and his expression became even more charming. Yan Guizhi lovingly caressed her cheeks, bent down, and his silver-white hair fell on Su Fengyin's ear temples , Intertwined with her black hair.

"What's bothering you. Why don't you tell me."

Previously, Su Fengyin was angry because she got hurt by messing around.

And now...

Chong Yan's words are still in his ears.Because of her lack of determination, she followed Chongyan's way and forgot about Su Fengyin. She didn't remember what happened at that time, but she knew in her heart that what Chongyan said was right.

Su Fengyin should blame her for annoying her, but her restlessness was more than that. That illusion seemed to involve some other memories of Su Fengyin.

Yan Guizhi stroked her gently, and said, "Tell me about it."

Su Fengyin hugged her, buried his head in her arms, and finally said nothing.

In the evening, Jiuhua prepared a table of meals and served them on the table. Jiuhua and Yan Qiongjiu were on the side, Yan Guizhi and Su Fengyin were on the side, Sang Rao and Ying Buhui were on the side, and Yan Duruo was sitting on the side opposite to Sang Rao. Yue Hao went to guard the gate bitterly.

There are side dishes on all sides, and a small cauldron is placed on the stove in the middle. The red oil is boiling, and the spicy fragrance is overflowing.

Yan Duruo swallowed his mouth when he saw it. People in the demon world usually have happy events, but this is covered with a layer of red oil, which looks terrifying.

On the contrary, Yan Qiongjiu got used to eating, and fell in love with the red oil like a hermit. He picked up the chopsticks and was about to stretch them into the cauldron, but Jiuhua caught the chopsticks and said: "The injured person, avoid spicy food."

On the opposite side, Yan Guizhi raised his wine glass, but before it reached his lips, Su Fengyin grabbed her hand and said, "Wounded people, don't drink."

Sang Rao was the first to pick up a piece of meat from the cauldron with a chopstick. Yan Duruo reminded: "You snake, be careful that the red oil chokes your internal organs and your spiritual power will burst, and your wound will burst."

Sang Rao ignored her and swallowed the meat, a burning sensation rose in her mouth, the tip of her tongue was slightly numb, and she unconsciously started to sweat, dripping profusely.

Yan Duruo: "Tsk."

The group ate to their heart's content, changing cups during the dinner, Sang Rao and Su Fengyin drank the most, after the meal, their faces were bright and their eyes were charming.

After dinner, the silver plate was rising, the moon was bright and the stars were thinning, and everyone came out of the Palace of Thinking. Su Fengyin proposed to lift the restraint for Jiuhua now, but Jiuhua said wait, and then lift the restraint when the few people are about to leave .

She looked at the Thinking Palace, feeling lost in her heart, she said: "Now that I can go out, I don't know what to do."

"Things are unpredictable."

Sang Rao said: "You, His Majesty of the Underworld, have been imprisoned for three hundred years, who would have expected that?"

Yan Duruo was about to reprimand her for not looking at the atmosphere, when Jiuhua smiled wryly and said, "It's my destiny."

As soon as these words came out, Su Fengyin's face became gloomy.

A group of people left the Thinking Palace, Sang Rao and Ying Buhui walked in the front, Yan Duruo sent Yue Jiaoyue Hao to also go forward, and walked to Yan Guizhi's side by himself.

At that time Su Fengyin lowered his head slightly, walking slowly, walking behind alone, Yan Guizhi wanted to go over, but Yan Duruo grabbed him.

If Yan Duruo had something on his mind, he couldn't hide it on his face.Yan Guizhi asked: "Second Sister, what's wrong, it's not right to look at you after coming out of the illusion."

Yan Duruo hesitated for a while, then said: "Well, um, it's better to apologize to others."

Yan Guizhi had a clear face and said, "What happened between you and Sang Rao in the illusion?"

Yan Duruo sighed, her shoulders drooped, she knew she couldn't hide it from Yan Guizhi, and said: "You have many ways, help me think of an idea."

Yan Guizhi said, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Duruo frowned, said: "It's hard to say."

Yan Guizhi said: "I don't even know what's wrong with you, how can I help you."

"That's right..." Yan Duruo sighed and said, "I was annoyed for a while, so I spoke a little louder..."

"Oh." Yan Guizhi raised his eyebrows, his voice was gentle and meaningful.

"Tell me what to do!"

Yan Guizhi said with a smile: "Second sister, don't worry, according to Patriarch Sang's temperament, you go in person, accompany you with a smile on your face, make amends to her, and then return the scales to her, at most she will embarrass you and scold you, Afterwards, I will forget about it completely and will not hold grudges again."

Yan Duruo bowed his head and pondered for a while, but he really thought about it seriously, and walked forward silently.

Yan Guizhi looked at Yan Duruo's figure behind him, and then at Sang Rao's back in front of him, his smile deepened.

Su Fengyin never came up, Yan Guizhi turned his head to look, and found that Su Fengyin stopped behind at some point, tens of steps away from her.

Su Fengyin looked at her from afar, so gentle, so loving, the cold moonlight fell on her body, and the night wind blew her concubine-colored clothes, there is such a beautiful person who falls in your heart and becomes The softest piece of meat.

Yan Guizhi said, "Why don't you come here?"

"Are you sleepy? Want me to hug you?"

Su Fengyin didn't speak, just looked at her, feeling drunk, the memories of the past intertwined with the memories of the present, Jiuhua's words echoed her father's words in her ears, and a sad expression gradually appeared on her face.

Yan Guizhi's heart tightened, he wanted to go over, before he took a step, Su Fengyin shouted: "Don't come here!"

Yan Guizhi didn't respond, and became more anxious, Su Fengyin took two steps back, and shouted: "Don't come here!"

Yan Guizhi paused, cold sweat broke out on his face, he looked nervously at Su Fengyin's expression, and said, "Okay, I won't come here."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Tell me, okay?"

Su Feng chanted, "Yan Guizhi."

Su Fengyin raised her head to look at her, her heart was sore, the person in front of her, she longed for so much, she called: "Yan Guizhi."

Yan Guizhi said: "I am here."

Su Fengyin said: "You swear."

- You know it!

Yan Guizhi said: "Okay, I swear."

Su Fengyin said: "You will always..."

——She is destined to die!

Yan Guizhi said, "Say it."

Su Fengyin said: "You will never leave me."

——She has already stepped into the reincarnation stage!

Su Fengyin's voice trembled, as if choking, she said: "You won't leave me alone again."

——You are with her, this disaster will hit you, why are you so stupid, child!