All the teachers know that you two are secretly married.

Fengning's whole body is not well.

His body stiffened all of a sudden.

It made Qing Lang feel like he was holding a stone in his arms.

Although it is indeed a stone.

Feng Ning silently withdrew from Qing Lang's arms, did not refuse to admit that she was dying, but just looked at Qing Lang heavily, with regret in her heart and eyes: "I'm sorry."

Then he asked, "How did you find out?"

"Changbai." Qinglang sighed, "I don't remember anyone saying that he is your disciple."

And with a little attention, Qinglang can easily find that Fengning's mood is wrong, both guilty and intimate, without the strangeness of losing memory.

Not to mention that he has been with Feng Ning who looks like a stone for so long now, even if Feng Ning has turned into a piece of wood now, he can probably detect Feng Ning's emotions at any time.

Feng Ning lowered her head, as if deeply remorseful.

He was wrong, he shouldn't have lied in front of Qing Lang.

Because he can't fool Qing Lang no matter what.

Feng Ning recalled the past, then raised her head and asked, "What about last time? When did you recognize that demon servant as mine?"

"When you scold yourself." Qing Lang said.

Feng Ning was puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

"If the servants of the six realms insult the gods of the heavens for no reason, they will be struck by lightning." Qinglang glanced at Fengning and continued, "Besides, the scolding is too neat. I really can't think of anyone except yourself Who would scold you like that."

Fengning felt even more ashamed.

But Qinglang was still smiling, not showing any anger.

Feng Ning couldn't help but said: "Qing Lang, aren't you angry? I made such a ignorant joke, why don't you look angry at all?"

"It's a little angry."

Qinglang's fingertips touched Fengning's red lips.

"So I kissed you very hard just now." The kiss almost broke the skin.

Feng Ning blushed: "...Oh."

Qinglang's finger stroked from the corner of Fengning's lips to the crevice of her lips, Fengning opened her mouth obediently, Qinglang's fingertips poked in, touched a piece of soft and warm lips, Fengning lightly licked the tip of her tongue Qing Lang's fingertips, Qing Lang felt confused, pulled out his hand, and kissed it.

They had a long kiss, and at the end, Fengning even opened her mouth slightly, panting lightly.

Qinglang hugged Fengning a little tighter, with his mandible against Fengning's hair, and after a long silence, he asked as if he had settled down: "Fengning, why do you pretend to have amnesia?"

When he just realized that Feng Ning was pretending to have amnesia, for a moment he almost thought that Feng Ning was broken by him, and wanted to draw a line with him.

But not like.

Feng Ning would invite herself to share the same bed with him, saying that she was neither afraid of him nor hated him.

Feng Ning hesitated for a moment, and said: "I saw that it was written like this in the scriptures, it seemed very interesting, and, when I just woke up, I didn't know that you had suffered so much in order to resurrect me, I only remembered me The ugly things you said to me before I died, so I was a little angry with you, so I wanted to tease you."

While talking, Feng Ning couldn't continue, he raised his head and kissed Qing Lang's chin, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I won't do this in the future."

But Qing Lang hugged him tightly and said, "It's all my fault."

Even though Feng Ning has forgiven Qing Lang now, he will no longer be angry with Qing Lang because of those ugly words that Qing Lang said, and he will not misunderstand that Qing Lang does not love him because of this, but he still wants to know the reason, and wants to know Qing Lang's love. Why did you do that then.

So he asked, "Then why did you say that?"

Feng Ning paused for a moment, it seemed a bit difficult to say, but she still spoke: "You said at the time that I was just a prisoner, and even if I seduced you, I couldn't improve my status. You also said that I would devote my life..."

Qing Lang kissed him, unable to bear him to continue talking.

"I'm sorry." Qing Lang leaned against Feng Ning's forehead, apologizing to him over and over again, "I did something wrong, I was blinded by jealousy at the time, I was dizzy, so I said those words recklessly hurt you."

"Jealous?" Feng Ning was a little confused, "Jealous about what?"

Qing Lang slowly explained the reason, saying that he had heard the conversation between Feng Ning and little Phoenix Jin Jin that day.

He said: "...you said that Phoenix was coming back soon, your tone was so excited and enthusiastic, I thought that you were happy with me, and you were with me just to get that Phoenix back, I was angry and jealous Panicked, angry that you still regard me as a stepping stone, jealous that I am still inferior to that phoenix in your heart, panicked that after the phoenix returns, you will abandon me..."

Qinglang took a deep breath, and his tone became serious: "Feng Ning, actually, I have some important things to tell you about Feng Ning..."

When Qing Lang mentioned the word "Fenghuang", Feng Ning's heart was full of alarm bells.

Feng Ning believes that the relationship between herself and Qing Lang is love, what about Feng Ning?

What is the relationship between him and Phoenix?

Suddenly Fengning was a little confused about his feelings for Fenghuang.

But he knew why Qing Lang was angry, and he also knew what Qing Lang was afraid of.

But he didn't know what he should do to reassure Qing Lang.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and only one remained in the end—if Qing Lang pressed him, Phoenix and him could only have one, what would he say?

Fengning's mind suddenly became a mess, he liked Qinglang more than anyone else.

But he was extremely reluctant to part with Phoenix.

Obviously Fenghuang hadn't come back yet, and Qinglang didn't force him to choose one of the two, but Fengning felt that he had been framed and put on fire, and no matter what he did, he would end up dead.

So Feng Ning immediately panicked, he quickly interrupted Qing Lang, and said: "...I, I'm sleepy, let's talk later if you have anything to say."

At least, until he sorted out his mind.

Wait for him to figure out what his feelings for Fenghuang are.

Qing Lang was silent for a while, then kissed Feng Ning's forehead, and said, "Okay."

Feng Ning closed her eyes uneasily, and after a while, she actually fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Qing Lang was not there.

Feng Ning breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

He pushed open the door of Duyu Pavilion, and Ling Feng was standing in front of the door respectfully.

Feng Ning asked him: "What's the matter?"

Ling Feng said: "Master, other disciples heard that you are back, so they want to hold a banquet to celebrate. I want to ask if you want to attend?"

He also said: "Master has just regained a new life, and his memory has not returned. If you are tired, don't force it. The disciple will explain it to the younger brothers."

Feng Ning asked: "When?"

Ling Feng said: "Tonight."

"Since it is a ceremony to welcome me, I naturally have to attend." Feng Ning paused for a moment, and then said, "There is no need to publicize about my amnesia. Now that I have remembered a thing or two, it should not take two days to recover my memory. Well, there's no need to worry."

"Yes." Ling Feng saluted, then turned and left.

As soon as Ling Feng left, Qing Lang appeared behind Feng Ning, with a little teasing in his voice: "Oh, so you can recover your memory in two days?"

Feng Ning: "..."

Feng Ning blushed: "Qinglang, I'm pretending to have amnesia, can you hide it for me for two days, just two days."

Qing Lang raised his eyebrows, knowingly asked: "Why?"

Feng Ning silently lowered her head, and whispered: "...Because it's embarrassing, and it seems that I'm not serious, and I'm disrespectful."

Qing Lang pinched the tip of Feng Ning's nose, although he was scolding him, but his voice was stained with laughter, which naturally carried a hint of doting: "You also know how to be ashamed, why didn't you think about being ashamed when you lied to me?"

Feng Ning lowered her head even lower in shame.

Two disciples passed by. Seeing this scene, they stood still for a moment, then quickly ran away whispering.

Feng Ning knocked off Qing Lang's hand, coughed twice, and pretended to be decent: "Be respectful, don't be big or small, take a look where this is? Those who don't know think you are It's my master!"

Qing Lang took two steps back, put on a show, and saluted with a smile: "Yes, Master, it's the disciple who violated the rules."

Feng Ning touched her nose, turned around and walked forward.

He muttered in his heart: ...but after 500 years, why did Qinglang seem to have matured so much all of a sudden?It's really half of the child's appearance is gone.And the way he laughed and scolded him just now is really like a phoenix.

If the phoenix turned into a human, it might look like Qing Lang.

Well, the voice is quite similar, and the tone is also similar.

Although he could only see a fluffy phoenix face at that time, Feng Ning just felt that the expression should be similar.

Fengning's footsteps stopped suddenly, and her face turned pale.

At that moment, all the countless playbooks he had seen all rushed forward.

Those tragic sadomasochism, the entanglement of several lifetimes, the struggle of little people, those triangular entanglements in which I love him, he died, I found you and I couldn't tell whether I love him or love you rushed into him all at once. brain.

"What's wrong?" Qing Lang asked him worriedly.

Feng Ning looked blankly at Qing Lang's good-looking eyebrows, but felt that his voice and tone had traveled through 6 years, gradually blending with the voice of the former phoenix, and they could no longer tell each other apart.

"No... nothing."

Feng Ning silently shook his head, but felt pain, guilt, sourness, and self-blame surged up together, almost swallowing him.

He, Fengning...couldn't be...accidentally...using Qinglang as Phoenix's stand-in, right? !

He used to dream that Qinglang and Fenghuang could live in harmony.

how? !Could it be that in his heart he wants to hug left and right, and he wants all of them as substitutes and masters, so that he can enjoy the blessings of everyone? !

Feng Ning——

Are you still human?How can you be so scumbag? !