Sansheng Sanshi Nai Huisheng

Afterwards, Donghua began to pay attention to Yun Sheng all the time, no matter it was his habits or the strange things that happened around him.The stone was extremely heavy in Donghua's hands, but Yun Sheng was able to wear it on his body safely and without feeling heavy at all.

Donghua went to the dharma barrier set up in the Zhuangzi by the eminent monks of Guangde Temple, and there were more bugs in the Zhuangzi. Butterflies swarmed in groups, silkworms squeaked, birds perched on the treetops, and ants swarmed. Start a happy move.

Ever since the incident happened, Yun Sheng has never been to the deep bamboo forest. He reads books and plays the piano on the small stream that crosses Zhuangzi. The rain pavilion has a peculiar shape.

The sound of the piano came from the water and resounded throughout the village, even the servants who were working stopped their movements.The sound of the piano is like the spring breeze with vitality, melodious and melodious; the birds flying in the sky stop on the branches, tilt their lovely heads, and seem to be intoxicated by it.Even the fish in the water jumped out of the water, just like a carp leaping over a dragon's gate.

At this time, this scene reminded Donghua of the birds and phoenixes attracted by Zheyan playing the piano on the Cuiyu Lake in Qingqiu.The tall and straight back, the elegant sound of the piano, the slight breeze, everything is so similar.

On a scorching night, the water frogs in the grass outside the house screamed joyously, but this did not affect Yun Sheng's regular bedtime in the slightest.Donghua concealed himself and walked out of the darkness.

Yun Sheng's bed was leaning against a window with carved balustrades, which was wide open, and the gentle breeze floated, relieving the momentary heat.The moon is very round tonight, and the silver light shines down, illuminating Yun Sheng's delicate face.Donghua smiled, even sleeping meticulously.

During this period of time, Donghua warmed Yun Sheng's soul with the method of immortality, although it was effective but the effect was slow.The gods in the sky have different immortal energy, and they can't get too much cultivation between gods, let alone human beings.

Donghua decided to use a ray of fairy energy to enter Yunsheng's dream.It's strange to say that Yun Sheng has never dreamed since he was so old. Sleep is very important to a person like him, and he won't wake up every time he falls asleep. This is probably a great thing.

In the dream Donghua saw, it was pitch black and desolate, he could see nothing and hear nothing, but he could smell the fragrance of peach blossoms.The fragrance filled the nose, curling up like smoke.Donghua closed his eyes, and seemed to be able to feel the peach blossoms flying all over the sky, brushing his cheeks softly.

Donghua Chenqin's eyes were wet unconsciously in the fragrance of flowers, his heart trembled violently, he wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh, wanted to cry but couldn't, the depression made him uncomfortable .He thought, yes, in the darkness, he cried and laughed, and no one else could see it, and finally it turned into a heart-piercing vent.

Although Donghua had been very careful to probe into Yun Sheng's dream, it still had a great impact on him, and he didn't wake up after sleeping until noon.

The sunlight outside the window has risen to the middle, bright and dazzling.Xiao Yan has already walked back and forth in the house several times, so anxious that he doesn't know what to do.And Donghua, who had always been elegant and calm, was sitting on the edge of the bed, with a pair of sword-like eyebrows drawn together, and solemn eyes.

"—Sir, master, why are you still awake? It's already noon, what should we do?"

Xiao Yan was so worried that he almost cried.Yun Sheng's work and rest are always punctual, yesterday was fine, why did he become like this after sleeping?

Seeing that Mr. Donghua also had no good plan, Xiaoyan caused him to suffer many times throughout his life.

Donghua knew in his heart that he had been careless, and knew that Yun Sheng's soul was so fragile that he dared to advance boldly. At this moment, his heart was full of anxiety and self-blame.

"Look at him, I'll go back as soon as I go." Donghua had no choice but to think of the medicine king in Tiangong, who might find some ways to stabilize his soul.He carefully adjusted the thin quilt on Yunsheng, and looked at Xiaoyan.Xiao Yan swallowed under the pressure and nodded dumbly.

"--gentlemen."

Before Donghua got up and left, the person lying on the bed murmured softly, calling Donghua in a continuous voice.He closed his eyes, his lips moved, revealing a virginal smile.

Donghua called his name in surprise and nervousness. "Yunsheng."

Yun Sheng slowly opened a pair of dark eyes in silence. "Mister is crying."

Xiao Yan walked quickly to the bed, pouted in complaint. "Master, if you don't wake up, I will cry."

Yun Sheng felt very hungry, as if he hadn't eaten for several meals.He propped up his upper body with his elbows, and Donghua immediately supported him against the head of the bed, worried that there was something abnormal about his body.Yun Sheng innocently stared at her stomach for a while before saying. "I'm hungry."

"Food is ready in the kitchen, it will be ready soon, young master, bear with it." Before he finished speaking, the man has already stepped out of the door in a hurry, running past like a white deer.

"Is it that uncomfortable?"

Yun Sheng shook his head, keeping his eyes fixed on Dong Hua.Donghua was inexplicably stared at by his eyes, thinking that there was something wrong with his clothes and appearance. "Look at what?"

"Why are you crying, sir?"

Yun Sheng has always believed that a man should have the qualities of a hero, so how could he cry so easily.Seeing Donghua weeping in pain in the dream, and facing him in reality, would inevitably be a little awkward, but I couldn't control my curiosity.

Donghua didn't want to say more about what happened in the dream, so he directly denied it. "I didn't cry." Donghua looked away, feeling a little guilty.

Yun Sheng was a little puzzled. "The land and the sky in that place are black, and there is a river that looks terribly calm. I saw my husband hugging a person, crying very sadly—" Yun Sheng rubbed her sore forehead, a little frustrated Still can't see who the man in the red dress is.Donghua stared back at Yun Sheng dumbfounded, clenched his palms so hard that his nails were almost embedded in his flesh.He straightened his body, his breathing became heavy, and his pale face showed forbearance and sorrow.

Yun Sheng was still in distress, but Donghua couldn't help pulling him into his arms, and a pair of powerful arms tightly tightened his back.Yun Sheng was in a daze for a while before he felt Dong Hua's abnormality.

"Sir——." Yun Sheng's voice was very soft, like the touch of peach blossoms in the dark brushing against her cheeks, making people unbearably agitated.

"Donghua, call me Donghua."

"But--."

"Just call me Donghua, I like it when you call me Donghua."

Heaven and man are constantly fighting in Yun Sheng's mind, but Dong Hua insists that he can only accept it.

"—Dong Hua."

For the past 30 years, Donghua has been hiding one thing on his mind, that is, he cares about Zheyan.Although he didn't change his expression in the face of thousands of troops, he couldn't face Zheyan. For 30 years, he didn't dare to let Zheyan see his thoughts, and he didn't dare to express his love for him. 200 years ago, by the Ruoshui River, he was full of remorse for the first time.But at this moment, he is facing a mortal, a mortal who is full of admiration and respect for him, but this is another chance given to him by God.