All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Changbai's robe was dark red, which reflected Fengning's pale skin very eye-catching.

Qing Lang stared at the dark lines of pines and cypresses on the hem of the clothes, only feeling that anger and irritability surged up for no reason, making his mind complicated and chaotic, full of miscellaneous lines that were difficult to sort out, and wished to burn everything clean.

He didn't know where his anger came from.

I don't want to know either.

But Changbai's obsessive eyes when he applied the medicine to Fengning, and Fengning's disheveled but relaxed face kept appearing in his mind.

The inexplicable emotion made him irritable and irritable, and began to devour his reason like an unreasonable beast.

Make him loathe it all.

"Your grandpa Zeng has improved a lot in the past two years, and he even threatened me that I would not be allowed to see you again, otherwise I will die next time." Feng Ning looked up at Qing Lang and smiled while talking, " If you'd like to elope with me."

Qinglang's voice was indifferent: "Why should I?"

Feng Ning said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Are you really unwilling to elope with me? Hey... I thought you would. After all, you are worried about me now, and you will come here to see me."

"I just heard that you were beaten half to death, so I came to see if you are dead." Qing Lang paused, his tone was cold, "It's a pity that you are still alive."

Feng Ning had heard too many harsh words from Qing Lang, and he was used to this level, he smiled indifferently: "But I think you are just worried about me, and I also think that Qing Dahuai also knows that you will worry about me, That's why I pretended to be drunk and lied to you."

The blue-grey eyes became darker, and the gloom on his face became even darker: "How do you know I've been cheated?"

"You just said in the yard..."

"I lied to you." Qing Lang interrupted him, and said with a sneer, "I cooperated with my great-grandfather to lie to you, because I just hate you and wish you were beaten to death by him, so that my great-great-grandfather will avenge me I'm so happy with the revenge."

Feng calmed down.

He looked up at Qing Lang, the smile on his face finally faded.

"……So this is ah."

He was silent for a long while, and said: "It's been so long, I thought you would be different from the beginning... It turns out that you are not."

"Qinglang, when will you fall in love with me?" Fengning said slowly, her tone was low and hoarse, with a little tiredness, "Or... what should I do to make you like me?"

The corners of Qing Lang's lips curled up: "You want to know?"

Feng Ning was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly nodded, with a look of anticipation rekindled in her eyes.

Qinglang sneered, and said: "There is a heavenly marriage stone on Duanqing Mountain. For tens of thousands of years, only the names of destined people have been determined. In the extreme north, there is Mangyi Snow Mountain, which is covered with snow all the year round, and there will be blizzards from time to time. Tens of thousands of years A while ago, Chiyang Shenjun fell to the west mountain, forming a flaming volcano, burning everything into black ash, and no one can enter it."

Qing Lang paused, looked up at him, and said in a cold tone:

"You want me to like you? Unless the Yanxiao Volcano is snowing heavily, unless the Mangyi Snow Mountain is on fire, unless your and my name appear on the wedding stone."

The more Fengning heard it, the more something was wrong.

Sure enough, Qing Lang looked at him, hooked the corner of his lower lip, and slowly uttered four words from his beautifully shaped thin lips:

"Unless you die."

Feng Ning: ...

Anyway, it is impossible.

After Qinglang left, Fengning looked up at the sky, only feeling that the pain all over her body was even worse.

He sighed, feeling more and more how difficult life is.

The news that Feng Ning and Qing Dahuai turned against each other and was hanged and beaten by Qing Dahuai spread quickly.

No one knew what happened between the two of them, but many people described Qing Dahuai's hanging and beating of Feng Ning vividly, as if they had witnessed it with their own eyes.

"It's all rumors." Feng Ning tried to explain, "Qing Dahuai didn't hang me up and beat me, I let him, and he hung me up after the beating was over..."

"I understand, I understand!" Dionysus patted Feng Ning on the shoulder, his face full of grief, "I think Qing Dahuai just beat me around three rockeries in the yard, but someone else Chuancheng chased me up three mountains, and I obviously only recuperated in bed for three days, but others said I had recuperated in bed for two years..."

As the two talked, they both sighed.

It's almost time to cry and form a "Qingdahuai Victims Alliance".

"But I was beaten because I gave wine to his great-grandson. Why were you beaten?"

"...It's also because of his great-grandson... Forget it, don't mention it, do you have any wine? I'm in a very sad mood right now."

"Then why not? I'm the God of Dionysus! Let's go! I'll take you to have a drink!"

"I bought your Xiaochou wine elsewhere last time, and it feels like fake wine."

"You come back to my wine cellar to drink, keep it for real! And let me tell you, I just developed a new product yesterday, and I am going to name it 'Struggle for Love', how about you try it for me... "

"This name suits me as soon as I hear it..."

The wine brewed by Dionysus this time tastes sweet, but it has a lot of stamina.

Feng Ning didn't know how long she had been drunk before she woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, something was wrong with him.

He opened his mouth to speak, but his mouth was dry and his throat hurt.

He stretched his arms and wanted to sit up, but his waist was sore and his legs were weak, and his limbs were weak.

He looked around, but only saw strange and simple wooden houses, and messy wine jars everywhere.

He turned his head and looked out the window, but only saw the endless snow-capped mountains.

During the movement, the smooth quilt slides down the skin.

But under the quilt, there was a naked body.

That body was covered with strange and strange bruising marks.

……what happened?

Feng Ning patted his sore and swollen head, but only remembered Qing Lang's dark eyes when he rushed to kiss him.

...What is this again? !

But before Feng Ning sorted out his messy memory, he discovered a more serious problem.

His face was flushed, his waist was sore and his legs were weak, his mouth was dry and his heart was beating wildly...

ah!It's long lost love!

It was exactly the same as when he fell in love with Qinglang!

……and many more.

There is no one in the house.

Qing Lang is not there.

So... who did he fall in love with?

Feng Ning was stunned.

And fell into a momentary confusion.

At this moment, a memory suddenly popped into my mind.

"...if I catch a cold, my body should be hot."

"It's freezing, shouldn't the body be cold? Why is it hot?"

"Master, you really deserve to be a fairy-like figure."

A shocking answer slowly emerged.

……No way?

……impossible?

Feng Ning's hands started to shake.

……

He didn't believe it, he didn't admit it, he panicked and used the sound transmission talisman to transmit the sound to Qianglu.

"Qianglu! My whole body is very hot now, my heart is beating very fast, and my limbs are hot and weak..."

"Are you suffering from a cold?" The fairy doctor interrupted him, "Yo, it's a rare thing, do you still have a minor illness like a cold?"

"Clap!"

Feng Ning heard the string in his head.

Suddenly it cracked open.

original.

Really.

...It's the wind and cold.

... Then, what about the love he thought?He originally thought that he and Qinglang were destined to fall in love at first sight, vigorous, twists and turns, to break through the secular confinement, what about the same-sex love that would shake the world and weep ghosts and gods?

——It’s also wind and cold.

Another voice said pitifully in his head.