The villain has a white moonlight

The prince pulled the boy in red into the bushes, and made a silent gesture.

Ji Wuxian was wrapped in a warm embrace, the fresh fragrance of plants and flowers lingered on the tip of her nose, her heart was beating vigorously in her chest, she didn't speak, and quietly watched with the prince.

Not far away is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman, wearing a pink silk peach blossom shirt, with one hand on her hips and a fan in the other, looking up at the top, the pink crystal peach blossom hairpin is shining in the night, and the high ponytail is blowing lightly in the wind. shake.

On the tree was a man in a green feather coat who was about her age, half leaning against the tree trunk with folded arms, with a nonchalant look in his different-colored eyes: "Oh, so what?"

"Follow me back to the temple!" The woman rolled her eyes, "In a few days it will be the Yueshen Festival. How about your awareness as a servant of the gods?"

"That identity is not what I want." Luo Yafeng raised his head and glanced at the sky, the silver moonlight was lightly shining through the branches, and the chirping of insects in the grass was one after another, quiet and peaceful.

"But we were born to be chosen servants of the gods! We are here to do something, come down soon and don't always be so self-willed." Wu Siyue said in a good voice: "Working together, this is the first time I have left the temple. , you have the heart to let me go home without a feather?"

The servants of the gods are not allowed to leave the temple without the permission of the priest.

"Sorry, I'm not capricious," the green-clothed man closed his eyes and said, "You don't understand."

"Well, actually I didn't have any expectations, I just wanted to take this opportunity to take a sneak peek at His Highness the Crown Prince." Wu Siyue sat down on the spot, leaning against the tree trunk, and said leisurely.

"The prince will participate in the Yueshen Festival every year."

"But I was offering lanterns at the Youlong White Pagoda in the temple that day, and I couldn't see him. I'm really curious, what kind of person he is, and why both priests and maids think so highly of him."

"Then this time, after you saw him?" Luo Yafeng opened his eyes and looked at the woman under the tree.

"Go back to the temple and continue to work. I am a servant of the gods, and I can't like him and pursue him like other girls. My status does not allow it."

"Wushiyue, I found a problem."

"what?"

"You are really a qualified servant of the gods, a worthy companion." Luo Yafeng laughed.

"Wow, thank you for the compliment!"

"what."

"You have to come out for a few days every year, and you will beat back your divine guards. Everyone thinks that you have had enough fun before returning to the temple, but there is no sign of you playing in the territory. I am a little curious. Those things you disappeared What is Tiandu doing?" Wu Siyue smiled and blinked.

"That's no comment."

"Hey, it's fine if you don't say anything. I won't be able to invite you if the guard is beaten away. You will go back because the priest must come in person, right?"

Luo Yafeng smiled self-deprecatingly: "She is so busy all day long, divination and stargazing to help the empress worry, how can she have time to care about me, she..."

"Like a mirror and flower shadow." Another woman's peaceful voice sounded, Luo Yafeng suddenly opened his eyes, jumped down from the tree, and looked at the woman in white who walked out from the depths of the night where the flowers and trees supported Su.

Wu Siyue stepped aside respectfully, bowed and saluted: "Master Priest."

The young priestess in plain clothes and white dress had a charming face and a cold look in her eyes, and she came slowly with a Feathered Snake Staff in her hand.

"My lord...you are here."

The priestess nodded: "Yes."

Luo Yafeng lowered his eyes and said, "This is the first time you have left the temple."

The selected priests of the Yuyi Kingdom were sent to the temple from birth, and were brought up by the previous priests. They were not allowed to leave the temple without the permission of the king.

"You don't need to participate in this Yueshen Festival." The voice of the priestess was calm and unwavering.

Luo Yafeng took a step back like a bolt from the blue, his face turned pale.

Wu Siyue was also shocked: "Master Priest, why is this?"

"You are the wind, the unruly wind," the woman in white looked at Luo Yafeng, her voice was also clear and cold, "I will give you the freedom you want, and I have obtained the order of the empress to relieve you of the position of servant of the gods."

"My lord...it's not like this, it's not like this, please listen to my explanation."

"From now on, you don't have to force yourself to do things you don't want to do." The priest tapped the feathered snake wings on the scepter lightly with his slender fingers, and began to recite the spell. A green feather flowed out from the snake wings. At the same time, Luo Yafeng's heart There is also a hibiscus flower emerging.

The priestess separated out the spiritual blood when she signed the contract with the servant of the gods, and each returned to her original position.

However, Luo Yafeng made seals with his hands and recited the mantra to prevent the spiritual blood from returning to its place.

"Like a flower in a mirror, you..."

"My lord, if you have to destroy my cultivation in exchange for my freedom, I'm sorry I can't do it." After Luo Yafeng finished speaking, he held the withering flower in his palm, turned around and turned it into a prototype, a beautiful flower. Cuiyu Peacock.

The peacock held the flower in its mouth, flapped its wings and left the place quickly.

"Luo Yafeng!" Wu Siyue shouted, then turned her head and whispered to the priestess, "Master Priest, do you want to chase?"

The priestess looked at the peacock flying to the southeast, and shook her head slightly: "Siyue, follow me back to the temple."

When passing by a bush, his gaze paused for a moment on the plant covered with vines and red flowers, but he left without saying anything, leading the girl in pink.

"Your Highness, the priest seems to have spotted us." After the two figures disappeared at the end of the mountain path, Mo Ling whispered.

"It seems to be." The prince got up, brushed off the fallen flowers on his body and said with a smile.

"I used to think she was very cold. Luo Yafeng often ran away from the temple because the priest was too strict with the servants of the gods. Looking at it tonight, I think she is quite human."

"I also think that this priest is a very nice person." Ji Wuxian said softly.

"But why do I feel that you are a little depressed, young man?" Mo Ling asked doubtfully.

"I am fine."

"Are you really all right?" the prince said gently, holding the boy's hand again.

"Brother, that Wu Siyue likes you, and many people in Yuyi Country like you because you are very good, you are very good, I should be happy for you, but I don't know why, I am not that happy." Ji Wu Xian lowered her head and lowered her voice.

"What they like is the prince of the Yuyi clan, and I love my people based on this identity." The moonlight melted, the prince gently rubbed the boy's curly hair, and said with a smile, "But what I like about Ah Xian is It's not about identity."

Ji Wuxian's somewhat gloomy eyes brightened again after hearing these words.

Maybe the prince's liking is different from his liking, but it is different from Da Ai after all. This kind of difference is something to be particularly happy about for him.

But he still had another matter on his mind, and after a lot of difficulty, he mustered up the courage: "Brother, the Ji Wu Dynasty might start a war against the Yuyi Clan. I'm sorry, I'm just saying it now, because I...I..."

He is now a citizen of the Yuyi Kingdom, after all he is the ninth prince of the Ji Wu Dynasty, and he has been struggling in his heart whether to tell the news.

"I know," the prince smiled slightly, "I have been wandering in the mortal world for these years, and I still have some understanding of the movements of the Ji Wu Dynasty."

"Brother, can the Yuyi Kingdom handle it?" Ji Wuxian asked carefully, raising his head.

"The Yuyi Country has a powerful barrier, and mortals cannot pass through the barrier."

"Then I'm relieved." Ji Wuxian breathed a sigh of relief.

If there was a fight, he would fight for the Crown Prince for the Yuyi Kingdom.

But war will inevitably bring casualties, neither his country nor the citizens of Yuyi Country should be harmed by war.

"You are still young, don't worry about these things." The prince said gently.

Ji Wuxian nodded, such a gentle yet powerful gesture made him inexplicably at ease.

Ji Wuxian was summoned by the empress as soon as the prince returned to the palace. People in the palace were not surprised that the prince picked up a child. The prince was kind, and often picked up some stray animals and injured elves outside to take care of them. The prince is a young man who blush easily when he speaks. He is beautiful, polite and very likable.

The little hedgehog Xian, who took off his tough disguise, obediently, under the arrangement of Mo Ling, was taken by the palace servants to take a medicinal bath for further healing.

The boy slowly sank into the huge bathtub, the hot water overflowed the top of his head, and when the dense heat spread, such a peaceful feeling came to his heart, with the gentle temperature between the rippling water, as warm as spring sunshine,

The royal family of Yuyi, whether it is the prince, the courtiers, or even the spirit beasts, has a completely different style from the place where he lived in the past.

He really likes it here.

He also really likes the prince too much.

The prince got busy when he returned to the Yuyi Kingdom, and it was rare to meet him. Ji Wuxian had his own independent courtyard and attendants, and he was well taken care of there. As if in a dream.

Ji Wuxian's favorite place to go is by the Acacia River. There is a peach blossom forest planted by His Royal Highness himself. It stretches for several miles along the river. It is not spring now, and the flowering period has not yet arrived in the world. There are no burning peach blossoms on the Acacia River. The branches are pressed, but there are still many small flower bones appearing on those brown branches.

Looking at those new spring grass shoots and peach buds, he felt happy. Seeing those flowers was like seeing the prince.

One morning, he went to the river to water and loosen the soil of the peach blossom trees. He heard a tinkling voice, followed the sound, and saw a tall and familiar figure standing under the scattered peach blossom trees. Leaning against a tree, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

The branches are entwined with red thread, weaving a loose net between the gray-brown branches, with golden bells tied on the thread, stretching out a bit of beauty.

Ji Wuxian walked up to the prince, sat down side by side, and quietly looked at the other's beautiful sleeping face with her chin resting on her cheeks. Everything was silent, and occasionally a peach blossom fell, and then the wind blew up on the ground. When the golden bell on the red line moved, the voices sounded one after another. Ji Wuxian frowned lightly.

Or because of the exchange of spiritual blood with the prince, he can hear what the prince can hear.

Accompanied by those ringtones, there are also the voices of men, women and children like the tide.

The voices of countless people, all kinds of wishes and wishes, came from the bell very clearly.