Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

Just like that, a chief disciple of the Shangqing Sect and the master of Ziyue Pavilion got married because of an inexplicable fate.

"I really didn't expect," Ziyue took Xia Lang to the middle of a forest that Xia Lang had never been to before. There were actually a few plates of side dishes and a pot of warm wine in the middle: "I will see you again." On your day, they all said you were dead."

Shangqing sent out such a scandal, so it was natural to cover it up, saying that Xia Lang was dead, but they didn't expect that after a thousand years, Xia Lang would suddenly appear in such a posture, making it impossible for them to continue to cover up.

Ziyue also got the news from Xia Lang at that time. She always remembered this interesting little disciple. It happened that the Shangqing Sect was inviting the heads of the various sects to discuss the fight against the demons, so Ziyue came here.

"I also thought I was going to die," Xia Lang sighed, "It's Master's kindness."

He followed Ziyue to the ground next to the table. Although Ziyue was much older than him, she spoke playfully and looked pretty, so when Xia Lang talked to him, she could naturally get along with him as an equal, and Ziyue didn't mind. .

"It's not easy," Ziyue said with a sigh, "Come, have a drink."

"Okay." Sharon filled the glass with a smile.

At the last moment of his life, he was still very happy to see one or two familiar people in this world.

"At the beginning...what happened?" Ziyue asked. She was the only one who knew the real purpose of Xia Lang's entry into Qingling Pool, but she didn't know why it suddenly became like that: "You haven't been in Qingling Pool for several days. Come out, I waited for a long time, but Ziyue Pavilion has something urgent, so I can only go back first, and then I received the news of your death."

Xia Lang smiled and raised the wine glass to Ziyue, signaling Ziyue that he didn't want to talk about this issue.

"Okay." Ziyue sighed: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, come on, drink!"

She didn't force it, but just poured another glass of wine for Xia Lang.

The two of them just drank one cup after another until they were slightly tipsy. They didn't even know that Ji Wuchen outside was searching for the two of them in the mountains.

Ji Wuchen accidentally let Ziyue and Xia Lang slip away under his nose. Both of them can be said to have reached the sky. Even he couldn't find their variety shows all at once.

Ji Wuchen didn't know why, and suddenly wanted to find Xia Lang madly.

Obviously nothing happened, and he knew that Xia Lang would not be in danger, but he just wanted to find him.

Xia Lang's expression when he was talking to Ziyue just now and Xia Lang's high spirits made him feel very uncomfortable.

He didn't even know how these two seemingly unrelated people met.

He searched for a long time, and finally found Ziyue and Xia Lang who were already drunk in a forest.

Both of them obviously drank too much, lying on the table, with their faces tightly pressed against their arms, and their eyes closed.

The unknown painting fell from the tree, and this scene was even somewhat harmonious.

Although Ziyue is old, her face is not old, and the two of them seem to be very suitable.

Ji Wuchen felt that this scene was very dazzling!

He seldom shows disgust towards others, but this time he began to dislike Ziyue a little bit!At the beginning, he kept saying that he liked him, but now, as the head of a sect, he got together with his disciples, what kind of talk!

He took a few steps forward, wanting to pull Xia Lang who was already drunk, and let him go to the Qing Palace with him, but he didn't expect that Ziyue woke up first just after he moved Xia Ran.

"What are you going to do?" Ziyue was still lying there, but her eyes were fixed on Ji Wuchen.

"Take him home." Ji Wuchen said coldly.

"Home?" Ziyue sneered: "You call the ghostly place like the Shangqing Palace his home?"

"Otherwise, could it be your Ziyue Pavilion?" Ji Wuchen's words also contained a hint of sarcasm.

This pair of "talented and beautiful women, childhood sweethearts" praised by the outside world does not seem to be as beautiful as in the legend.

"No matter what, I don't believe what Alan has done." Ziyue said.

Ji Wuchen also lowered his eyes slightly: "Alang is a disciple of my Shangqing Sect, and he will be dealt with by the Shangqing Sect."

"Ji Wuchen," Ziyue suddenly called Ji Wuchen by his name: "You are a person with a natural marriage, can you not come out disgusting?"

Ji Wuchen frowned slightly: "What are you talking about?"

But he didn't see that Xia Lang's fingers moved when Ziyue said that she was destined for a natural marriage.

"Why did you hug me back then?" Ziyue said, "Isn't it just to see if there is a natural marriage between me and you?"

Ji Wuchen had a bad expression, but he didn't speak.

Because Ziyue was right.

When he was young, he had some unrealistic fantasies about a natural marriage, and outsiders always said that he and Ziyue were talented and beautiful, so he wanted to try whether he and Ziyue were born to be married, so Crossed the line for the first time - hugged Ziyue.

Because the book says that if people who are destined for marriage meet and have skin-to-skin relatives, a red mark will appear behind their ears.

But after Ji Wuchen hugged Ziyue, he didn't see any marks behind his ears, which meant that Ziyue was not his destined person.

"You're so stupid," Ziyue said, "Skin-to-skin kissing doesn't mean hugging, okay?"

Ji Wuchen was silent, of course he now knew what the skin-to-skin relationship meant, but he didn't want to try with Ziyue anymore.

Doing this kind of thing with other people will only make him feel sick.

"The medicine I gave you," Ziyue said, "Have you never had an attack?"

Ji Wuchen was still silent and responded to all changes, but Ziyue got the answer from his expression: "I think it is... Then it seems that you haven't fallen in love with anyone in the past thousand years."

Ji Wuchen finally spoke: "You're never finished."

If it weren't for Ziyue being the head of Ziyue Pavilion, he wouldn't waste a word with him here.

"No, it's over." Ziyue said: "You have played with my feelings for so many years, so you are not allowed to take revenge?"

Ji Wuchen forcibly held back the storm in his eyes: "Don't attack Xia Lang."

"Why would I attack him?" Ziyue said, "You think I'm your pious Shangqing School?"

Ji Wuchen felt that he could no longer talk to Ziyue, so he immediately picked up Xia Lang, turned around and left.

Ziyue was behind him, still lying on the table, but there was a bitter and astringent smile on the corner of her mouth.

Ji Wuchen carried Xia Lang back to the Shangqing Palace and put him on the bed.

He watched Xia Lang's sleeping state for a long time, and then lay beside him silently.

Sharon fell asleep peacefully, unaware of everything that happened around her.

His sleeping face was gentle and sweet, and he didn't look like a devil at all.

Ji Wuchen looked at him with complicated eyes.

Why on earth are you doing this?

What exactly happened that year?

He only remembered that he was seriously injured when he seemed to be preventing Manyou from escaping, and he didn't remember anything else.

The memory of that piece was hazy, as if covered with a layer of misty veil, Ji Wuchen couldn't remember it no matter how he thought about it.

When Xia Lang woke up the next morning and had breakfast with Ji Wuchen, he somehow started talking about Ziyue.

"Don't get too close to Ziyue." Ji Wuchen said.

"Why?" Xia Lang asked, "Fairy Ziyue is a nice person."

Ji Wuchen was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

——Ziyue likes him?

It seems that he has a small belly, and it is really out of everyone's demeanor for a man and a woman to care about some vulgar love affairs in the world.

"Why?" Sharon was still asking.

The young man in front of him was handsome and handsome, with a long pavilion like a standing building. He looked at Ji Wuchen with flickering eyes, waiting for an answer.

He is so youthful, young and handsome, he will be surrounded by many girls, and there may be his destined person among them.

Ji Wuchen should feel relieved, but for some reason, he didn't feel any joy in his heart.

"You have a natural destiny for marriage," he said, "You will only fall in love with the one you are destined for, so don't delay other women."

"Hahahahahahahaha!" Xia Lang seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world: "Laughing... I laughed so hard... Master, do you think Fairy Ziyue likes me? She is as old as my grandma enough!"

Ji Wuchen frowned slightly, a little disgusted by Xia Lang's way of speaking.

He is almost the same age as Ziyue, so Xia Lang means that he can also be his grandfather?

"But having said that, although I know that I have a natural marriage, what characteristics will I have when I meet a natural marriage?" Xia Lang asked curiously.

Ji Wuchen didn't intend to explain much to him: "Under certain circumstances, a red mark will appear behind their ears."

But it didn't say what the opportunity would be.

"Does the master have one? Marriage is determined by heaven." Xia Lang asked curiously.

"I don't have it," Ji Wuchen said coldly, "Not everyone will have it."

"Oh," Sharon nodded: "Then what if I fall in love with someone else, and I'm not with the person I was born to marry?"

"It doesn't matter," Ji Wuchen said, "This is a kind of fate that is icing on the cake, some people will never meet the person who was born to be married in their entire life.

"Then they are really pitiful," Xia Lang said sympathetically, "They will never be tempted by others in their whole life...wouldn't they be lonely all their lives?"

"No," Ji Wuchen rolled his eyes: "There are many things in a person's life other than love."

For example, he never felt that there was anything to be alone. It was enough for him to have the Shangqing sect and... Xia Lang.

God-given marriage is just a superfluous thing for him.