Sansheng Sanshi Nai Huisheng

Zheyan didn't know where Donghua was taking him, but just followed him quietly. Unexpectedly, Donghua took him around to Cang'er Mountain.Even if he forced himself to comfort himself at the beginning that it was impossible for Donghua to recover his memory, he was still a little frightened at the moment.

Donghua seemed to have noticed his panic, stopped and looked at him with enigmatic eyes.The hostility on his body had already disappeared without a trace, but Zheyan was so terrified that he didn't notice it.

"You're scared?"

Donghua didn't want to force Zheyan, but he knew that Zheyan had lied to him.At first, he was still a little puzzled, thinking that he had lived for tens of thousands of years, and his state of mind had always been as calm as ice, without any waves, except when he faced Zheyan.If he would really fall in love with someone, he would definitely not choose to forget in a humble way. He is the aloof Emperor Donghua, and even if it is Zheyan, he will try his best to get it. Forgetfulness is something that weak people will do.

Zheyan was indeed scared, but he still kept his composure.He took Donghua to his small wooden house, and it was April in the world, the season of spring and flowers blooming.

The front of the wooden house is full of pure white begonias, and the flowers are fragrant and beautiful.The spring breeze crosses the mountain, rolling a piece of flowers and leaves, flying all over the sky.Zheyan didn't expect that the begonias were already in bloom, although such a beautiful view made him feel cold.The smile on Donghua's face was extraordinarily bright. Crabapples were his favorite flower. In the past, he heard that God Zheyan loved peach blossoms very much, so he had a ten-mile peach blossom, but now he was surrounded by crabapples.

"What? Don't invite me in for a sit down." Donghua's words were a little teasing, which made Zheyan's originally nervous mood become flustered, and even his walking steps became chaotic.

The small wooden house in this mountain looks simple, but it has a special charm, Donghua can't help but feel a little happy.Thinking of his huge and cold Taichen Palace, this place is more in line with his wishes.

Zheyan asked Donghua to sit on the low couch in front of the window, looking out from here, he could just see the crabapple flowers outside the window.Zheyan made tea, hesitated in the room for a long time before bringing it up.He took a deep breath in his chest, trying to make himself look a little more meaningless.

He put the steaming teacup in front of Donghua, poured a cup for himself and drank it quietly, as if he intended Donghua to pretend to be dumb if he didn't speak.

Donghua is not a god who can guess other people's thoughts. He didn't know that Zheyan's thoughts had fallen back and forth countless times in the clouds, but he began to praise him for this place. "Shangshen Zheyan went to the mortal world to find such a quiet place to hide from the world, which is also a good way."

Although it was a compliment, Zheyan always felt wrong when he thought about it.What is this man trying to say? "Nothing can compare to the Emperor's Taichen Palace—majestic and magnificent."

Donghua smiled casually. "Then why are you running?"

Zheyan's hand holding the cup trembled, and the tea splashed out.He quickly put the teacup back on the low table on the couch, retracted his trembling hands into his sleeves, and tried his best to endure.

Donghua watched his every move, smiled lightly and said nothing.Seen by his eyes, Zheyan's face was expressionless, his eyes trembled, and his body jumped straight.

"...you...you...remember...remember?" Zheyan's voice was very low, if you didn't pay attention to it, you would miss it.

Donghua took his eyes away from him, took a sip of the tea in his cup, and looked at the flowers outside the window.

"No, but I can guess."

The appearance of Zheyan's servant in Taichen Palace is enough to show that Zheyan once stayed in Taichen Palace.And the gods from all over the world know that Zheyan Shangshen once died on the Ruoshui River, and he hid Zheyan's fairy body until Zheyan reunited with Yuanshen and returned.

"What did you guess?"

"I drank your Wangqing Water, although I have forgotten my memory of you, but some things are hard to erase in my flesh and blood." The corner of his mouth raised a beautiful arc, and he leaned forward to touch Zheyan. "Otherwise, how can your heart and blood wake me up from the nightmare."

In order to stay away from Donghua's aura, Zheyan stood up from the couch in a panic, turned over the teacup on the table with his sleeves, and with a grunt, the teacup fell on the wooden floor and rolled to the wall before stopping.

Zheyan had never been so panicked, he didn't want to entangle Donghua endlessly, but Donghua's visit was not just a simple greeting, he wanted to know many things, many things that Zheyan was unwilling to tell him.

Donghua panicked when he saw Zheyan, if he continued to question him, he would definitely run away. "I plan to stay in the mortal world for a few more days. I like your place very much." He put down the teacup in his hand, stood up leisurely, and walked slowly towards the pure and dazzling flowers.Zheyan looked at his back, watched him enjoy this rare beauty, and the turmoil in his heart stabilized a little.

Donghua meant that he wanted to stay.

In the days that followed, the two got along fairly well, but unlike Donghua's casualness, Zheyan always behaved very restrained, and even hinted to Donghua countless times that he should leave.But Donghua turned a blind eye to his hints, and lived in his place with peace of mind, and seemed to plan to live there for a long time.Zheyan doesn't want Fengjiu to be misunderstood by her unclear relationship with Donghua. Fengjiu is still pregnant with Donghua's child, and she needs Donghua's care.

The night in the mortal world is always accompanied by a sudden cool wind and stars all over the sky. Zheyan leaned against a locust tree that covered half of the sky outside the cabin. He looked at the starry sky through the tree gap, and suddenly remembered 200 years ago. In those unrestrained days, that piece of starry sky was the most beautiful he had ever seen in his life.

Donghua came from the darkness, holding two jars of wine in his hands, and for some reason, he suddenly wanted to drink with Zheyan.Zheyan heard the rustling of footsteps, turned to look at him, he couldn't see his expression clearly in the dark, but his silver hair was particularly eye-catching.

Donghua threw a jar of wine to Zheyan, and bent his knees to sit beside Zheyan.

Zheyan hasn't had a drink for a long time, so she didn't refuse to have someone to accompany her tonight. "Peach Blossom Drunk." Zheyan just hugged the wine jar and knew it was Peach Blossom Drunk, and still couldn't help taking a big sip.The strong aroma of the wine made him very nostalgic.But he turned his head to look at Donghua in surprise, he hadn't brewed this peach blossom drunk for 200 years.

Donghua also took a sip in response. "A congratulatory gift from you 200 years ago."

"You still keep it for 200 years?"

Donghua smiled. "You think I'm the kind of drinker?"

Zheyan nodded clearly, Donghua really doesn't like drinking, thinking about it, it wasn't appropriate to give Peach Blossom Drunk as a congratulatory gift.However, Feng Jiu is a drinker, so it is possible that he has changed his preferences in 200 years.

Thinking of Feng Jiu, he wanted to persuade Donghua a few words. "Xiao Jiu is getting heavier now, you really shouldn't leave her alone in Taichen Palace."

Donghua took another sip of the peach blossom drunk in his hand. Although the peach blossom drunk is not too strong, it is still not very interesting for people who do not like to drink.

"Is my marriage with Bai Fengjiu also related to you? Zheyan, you have really arranged a way out for yourself." When Donghua woke up on the East China Sea, he was still a little confused. The No.1 person who found him was Bai Fengjiu of Qingqiu is a gentle and infatuated woman.Regarding the marriage between them, Donghua is repulsive.Because he didn't know why this marriage existed, he remembered that he rejected Bai Fengjiu.Naturally, he immediately proposed to dissolve the wedding. Although it was a grand event known to all over the world, he didn't care about other people's gossip.It's just that Bai Fengjiu couldn't lose face and begged him to complete the wedding.Donghua said that he could make Bai Fengjiu the hostess of Taichen Palace, but that was just a false name.

Zheyan was a little embarrassed. After all, he was the one who brought about the marriage, but now that it's done, it seems unnecessary and meaningful to say those things. "That's all in the past. Once you marry Xiao Jiu, you will be responsible to her."

"It's just a form of hypocrisy."

"What do you mean by that? Xiaojiu is still pregnant with your child." Zheyan became emotional because of Donghua's words, his words were really ugly, wouldn't it be heartbreaking for Xiaojiu to hear them.

"I didn't say her baby was mine."

Zheyan's eyes immediately darkened. "You are unreasonable, if Xiao Jiu's child is not yours, who else could it be?"

Zheyan has never been so disappointed in Donghua, why is this man so irresponsible?This was not the Donghua he knew.Xiao Jiu is so fortunate to be pregnant with the child, but his husband ignores it, and even doubts the origin of the child.Extremely resentful in his chest, he couldn't help holding the wine jar and pouring himself vigorously, the more he poured, the more sad he became.

"is yours."

Zheyan choked on the wine, and sprayed it on Donghua's face in one gulp.