Samcheong

In such a beautiful house, all the utensils are extremely exquisite, which gave Yao Guang a great illusion: as if he was treated with treasure.

He was brought back to Penglai in a daze, and as soon as he entered the small pavilion standing on the hillside, he looked around curiously, and finally stretched out his hand to open the window casement, and the green plum blossoms in front of him were boundless. It was the smell that Qing Ti couldn't get rid of.

Yao Guang took a deep breath, put down the gauze curtain and said, "This place is so beautiful."

Qing Ti leaned on the side and asked softly: "Do you like it?"

Yao Guang suddenly smiled.

Their hair gradually touched lightly in the smoked wind, and their back hands were suddenly held together.

Qing Ti stared into Yao Guang's eyes: "You have to listen to me here."

Yao Guang nodded.

Qingti said again: "Here, we have to let go of the past."

"What's the matter with me..." Yao Guang laughed.

Qing Ti said expressionlessly: "If I don't tell you about your relationship with Xuan Lang, it doesn't mean I don't know."

Yao Guang wanted to say how much Xiao Lang did wrong, but he couldn't hide his kindness to him, but he didn't dare to say anything. Although the male god in front of him was never aggressive, he was always arrogant and domineering, so he didn't have the courage to refuse.

Qingti clenched his fingers even tighter: "But whatever you think, you will never see him in Penglai. This is not a spiritual void with its doors open."

"... Oh." Yao Guang frowned in pain.

Only then did Qing Ti loosen her strength, and her movements began to become gentle, transforming into a beige ribbon, which tied Yao Guang's loose long hair and hung it on her shoulders.

Yao Guang asked: "Then what if I want to see my master?"

Qingti said: "I will let him come here, you can't leave the fairyland."

Yao Guang was silent, and asked again after a while: "What does Zijian scribe do?"

Qing Ti didn't seem to be interested in this, and still helped him tidy his hair silently.

It happened that Xiong San came suddenly and hurriedly: "Emperor, Taiyi Tianzun asks to see you."

"Well, you will stay with Yaoguang from now on." Qing Ti only ordered a few words, then turned and strode away.

Yao Guang, who was left behind staring at him with Xiong Sansan, stared at him for a long time before he said in confusion: "I may trouble you in the future, I have a lot of things I don't understand."

"Call me brother." Xiong San raised his round face without blushing: "Call me brother and I will teach you."

Yao Guang looked at its miserable small height with disgust in his eyes.

Xiong San said angrily: "What are you looking at! I have lived for thousands of years! You can't even compare to a single hair of mine!"

"...Have you never thought about growing taller?" Yaoguang asked intentionally, ignoring its nonsense.

Xiong San held back immediately, and then said aggrievedly: "The emperor said that I am already very annoying, if I grow an inch taller, he will help me cut an inch..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yao Guang didn't believe it, patted his head and asked: "Is that Taiyi Tianzun the Cang Hua who saved me?"

Xiong San said, "Yes."

Yao Guang immediately prepared to go out: "I'm going to say thank you to him."

"Wait!" Xiong San stopped this guy, and snorted: "I don't think he wants to see you, you'd better hang out with me, take it, this is your fairy card, and it will be a token of identity when sending letters in the future."

After speaking, he threw a jade pendant engraved with Yao Guang's name to him and said: "But the emperor rarely contacts other people's gods, you just fish."

"Then what if I don't know the way?" Yao Guang wondered.

Xiong San patted his chest: "Isn't there me? From now on, you will be my secretary in life and my little devil in death."

Yao Guang slowly knelt down and looked directly into its eyes: "Can you tell me why Qingti asked me to come here?"

"You, you, you...don't call the emperor by his name!" Xiong San's eyes widened, and then he spread his fat hands indifferently: "Why else, he's taken a fancy to you."

Yao Guang tugged at his sleeves and remained silent for a long time, but his face turned redder and redder.

Finally, Xiong San yelled in horror: "What kind of expression is that on your face! It's so disgusting!"

The night in the East China Sea is as bright as the day.

It's just that the starlight and moonlight dye the landscape with more traces of tranquility.

Yao Guang lay on the soft couch, sniffing the fragrance of green plum outside, and slept soundly.

Unexpectedly, when he was dreaming a sweet dream, he was suddenly awakened by the heavy pressure.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Qingti's clear eyes, and asked nervously, "You...you haven't slept yet."

Qing Ti smelled of alcohol, she hugged him and lay beside him, and said softly, "Didn't you come to sleep?"

Yaoguang's body stiffened for a moment, and he remained silent.

"I know your injury is still not healed, don't be afraid." Qingti was inexplicably talkative: "...Do you think I am selfish, I never consider your feelings?"

Yao Guang looked at him suspiciously: "No."

Qing Ti sighed, her tone was very painful: "Yes, you hate me."

"...Are you drunk?" Yao Guang asked weakly.

The bedroom was silent for a moment.

Qingti closed her eyes: "No."

Yao Guang frowned: "Do you know who I am?"

After a while, Qing Ti opened her eyes again, her expression became clearer: "Yao Guang."

"Then don't say strange things..." Yao Guang was afraid of him like this.

Qingti smiled lazily, and took the old cloth tiger that had been hugged in his arms: "You still have it?"

Yaoguang quickly took it back.

Qingti said: "Don't hug it, hug me."

Yao Guang was in a daze, feeling as if the air had condensed. After a long time, he timidly put down the toy and put his hand on his waist carefully.

Only separated by a thin nightgown, each other's body temperature seems to be hotter than usual.

Qing Ti suddenly hugged him into her arms so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Yao Guang pressed against her strong chest, unable to see that stunning face, and finally gradually let go of her nervousness: "... There are many brothers and sisters in Lingxu who are more capable than me... I don't know how to be a book official..."

"Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?" Qingti said lightly, "I just want to see you every day."

Yao Guang just wanted to hear him say such words, and when he heard it, he burst out laughing, and finally bravely hugged him and rubbed his face.

Qingti gasped for a while, and suddenly grabbed his wrist, making him return to the appearance of a little nine-tailed fox, and said expressionlessly: "It's better for your injury like this."

Yao Guang, who was unable to speak immediately, blinked aggrievedly, and nestled beside her.

After a while, he licked his hand again, and covered his short legs with his big tail.

Xiong San, who was hiding in the dark to watch the excitement, sighed in disappointment, and quickly slipped into the darkness stepping on the pads of the bear's paws.

Knowing that Qingti can't know everything, knowing that there may be too many unimaginable things in the past and in the future.

Knowing the truth may not be easy, knowing that you probably won't get anything.

But Yaoguang suddenly made up his mind to know the ending of the thoughts in his heart, no matter whether it is good or bad, no matter whether we are in love with each other or forget each other in the world.

He could never deny that the days in Lingxu and Penglai were the happiest and happiest of his time.

The ignorance and fearlessness at that time is also the state of mind that he will always miss throughout his life.