The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Meng Chun had already fallen asleep, and Di Zhao sat beside the bed, looking at him quietly.

Her eyes traced Meng Chun's outline bit by bit, and when she saw the marks on his neck.

Di Qi's eyes darkened, and Meng Chun's various reactions at that time appeared in her mind again.

The soft moans that penetrated her bones, the blushing cheeks, the burning skin, the loose lapels, the tremors caused by each kiss, and Meng Chun's soft and tender calls of "Senior."

It was as if they were acting in a very seductive manner towards Dizha, trying to seduce her. When she thought of this, the restlessness that Dizha had suppressed with great difficulty rose up again.

She suppressed her impatience, leaned over and kissed Meng Chun on the forehead, then disappeared instantly.

When she came out again, she was wearing a new robe. She got on the bed and gently held Meng Chun in her arms.

After feeling her breath, Meng Chun rubbed himself against her arms in a daze, found a comfortable position and fell asleep again.

Emperor Xuan patted his back gently and looked at the sleeping Meng Chun. He was already thinking about when would be the best time to form a contract.

Suddenly she seemed to have thought of something, and a hairpin with a soft texture appeared in her hand.

Dizaka simply glanced at it and put it back into the space. She asked the system in her mind, "Why didn't you sound a notification that the mission was completed after leaving the Demon City this time?"

[Host, although you have entered the City of Evil Ghosts, the Destiny Man has not received the corresponding experience, so this mission is not yet completed.]

"Do we have to go in again now?"

[No, no, no, host, have you forgotten? There's a ten-thousand-year-old evil spirit that escaped from the evil spirit city.]

"That ghost gentleman?"

[Yes, the system is kindly reminding you that Mr. Ghost has a deal with an outsider cultivator.]

"You mean to find and kill that ghost gentleman, right?"

[Yes, and the system program will trigger new tasks based on the subsequent scenes.]

"understood."

[Okay, host.]

Emperor Qian glanced at Meng Chun in his arms, then continued to ask the system in a deep voice, "Can you investigate everything about Chun'er's past life?"

[Host… This isn't because I don't agree to your request, but this system feels it might be better if he tells you in person.]

"……never mind."

She could find an opportunity to ask later. After hearing what she said, the system quietly withdrew.

Emperor Xuan just looked at Meng Chun quietly in his arms, his eyes filled with indescribable tenderness.

She picked up a strand of Meng Chun's hair with her fingertips, placed it in the palm of her hand and rubbed it slowly, a rare trace of longing arose in her heart.

Grandpa, clan leader, I have found the person I want to be with for the rest of my life.

Once I finish my business in this world, I will bring him back to see you.

A gentle and affectionate kiss fell on the hair at the fingertips. Although the kiss was very light, the expression of the person being kissed showed indescribable sincerity and piety.

Di Qi picked up a strand of her own hair, put it together with Meng Chun's hair, and gently braided it into a knot.

Now I have tied my love knot with my long black hair, and I only hope that our hearts will be connected from now on.

……

When Meng Chun woke up, it was already late. The candlestick outside the bed had been lit, and the dim candlelight shone through the bed curtains.

He moved slightly, and Dizha woke up immediately, "Chun'er is awake?"

Meng Chun thought of the fierceness with which Dizhao kissed him, and immediately feigned anger and said, "Humph, he's not awake yet."

Emperor Qi smiled softly and placed a piece of the crystal stone he had taken out of the cave above the bed curtain.

The faint white light made the dim bed somewhat clearer, and Meng Chun looked at the stone curiously.

Emperor Xu said nothing, but just fixed his eyes on his still slightly swollen lips and gently turned his face around.

"Does it still hurt?" Her fingertips gently stroked Meng Chun's lips.

Meng Chun didn't feel any pain at all. After all, with his cultivation level at the Jindan stage, this little redness and swelling was nothing.

But when Emperor Xuan asked this, Meng Chun immediately had some thoughts in his mind. He lay softly on Emperor Xuan's chest and said coquettishly: "It hurts~ It hurts so much~"

Di Qi helped him stand up and sit down, looking at his lips worriedly, while at the same time directing gentle spiritual power to his fingertips and gently rubbing them.

"I'm sorry, Chun'er... I didn't mean it..."

Seeing how nervous she was, Meng Chun stopped pretending and simply put his arms around her neck and kissed her on the lips.

"It's okay, Senior, it doesn't hurt at all."

Emperor Zhao looked at him hugging him sideways, and fearing that he would feel uncomfortable, he pulled him into his arms and sat him down.

"Chun'er, when you turn sixteen, we'll get married. We'll become Taoist couples. I'll marry you with three letters and six ceremonies, and then a sedan chair carried by eight people."

Meng Chun looked at her in surprise and was speechless for a long time.

When Emperor Taizong saw that he didn't say anything, he suddenly felt uncontrollably nervous.

She was afraid, but what was she afraid of?

Perhaps she was afraid that Meng Chun would not agree, or that she would be too abrupt and scare Chun'er, and she was even more afraid that if she stayed with him for a long time with her personality, Meng Chun would feel rigid and boring.

Ever since Emperor Xuan could remember, she had been a child of destiny, the undisputed number one prodigy of that era.

She had never been nervous even when facing a powerful enemy, but now, when facing her beloved who was tens of thousands of years younger than her, she suddenly felt an unprecedented nervousness.

Meng Chun saw the tension in her eyes and called out softly, "Senior..."

"I'm sorry... Was I too abrupt..." Dizha subconsciously apologized to Meng Chun.

Hearing her words, Meng Chun just shook his head, tears flickering in the corners of his eyes.

Dizha immediately panicked. She hated herself for telling this matter so early and scaring her Chun'er to tears.

She gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Meng Chun's eyes and coaxed her, "Chun'er, don't cry. It's my fault. I shouldn't have gotten up so quickly..."

"No, it's not your fault." Meng Chun held her hand, smiled and shook his head, "I just finally understand what it's like for you to like someone. Senior, I'm so happy, really happy."

Diqian hugged him tightly, patted his back gently, and coaxed him seriously: "Don't cry, I love Chun'er, I love you very much."

After Meng Chun was happy, he asked again, "Why do you want to get married at sixteen?"

"Because Chun'er would have grown up by then and could marry me."

"But I want to now..." Meng Chun pursed his lips and said in a low voice.

Seeing that he didn't think she was being rude, Di Yan felt relieved and patted Meng Chun's back gently.

She took out the hairpin from the space and said gently, "This is for Chun'er."

Meng Chun stepped out of her arms and, upon seeing the hairpin in her hand, exclaimed, "A hairpin?! Is this for me?!"

"Well, this is the only Biluo hairpin in the world, and I give it to you, Chun'er, today. From now on, no matter where you go or how far apart we are, I will be able to find you."

"real?!"

"Okay, I'll bring it to Chun'er right away." Dizha's eyes, which were always cold, were now full of tenderness for his beloved.

She gently lifted Meng Chun's hair and used a hairpin to create a simple shawl hairstyle.

After finishing it, Emperor Taisaka admired his masterpiece with great satisfaction.

We are used to seeing Meng Chun with a high ponytail on weekdays, but with his hair half-tied up like this, he looks a little more gentle and conceals some of his youthfulness.

Meng Chun touched the hairpin on his head in a trance and asked softly, "Okay, does it look good?"

Dizha smiled slightly and kissed him solemnly on the lips, "It looks good. My Chun'er looks good even without anything."