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The news that Beidou war god Yuheng Xianjun successfully crossed the catastrophe and returned to the upper heavenly court spread throughout the upper heavenly court within a short time.Ever since the Third Prince and Immortal Yuheng had left, it had been a long time since the Heavenly Court was so lively, and Lang Qi's small fight was not counted.All the immortals who had been bullied by Yuheng secretly hoped that Immortal Yuheng would come to sit in their home, even if they smashed their palace, it didn't matter.Immortal Yuheng with a cold face was invited here and there by the immortals who went to heaven. Since he came back, the number of family worship posts sent to Changhong Palace has only increased, and it has grown rapidly.

The immortals in Changhong Palace, who had been separated for 300 years, suddenly became bustling and bustling, and there were one after another notifications. The gifts they received were almost too large for their treasure pavilion, and they had to split another pavilion.

Yuheng and Lang Qi were walking on the road, and a female fairy whom they didn't know ran into Pengci by chance: "Immortal Yuheng, long time no see, I miss you so much."

The contrast between the scourge that we are afraid of avoiding and becoming the hottest fried chicken is not so great.Yan Shu looked at the row of beautiful female fairies, and realized that he didn't know any of them, so he turned his head to stare at Lang Qi.

Lang Qi spread his hands, thinking: It's useless for you to look at me, I'm not my third younger brother, besides, I'm both a fairy, I don't even know my face.

Yan Shu and Lang Qi are going to visit Lang Ye in Sen Luo Hall.After Yan Shu came back, under Yuan Pu's notification, he finally realized that Lang Ye had been imprisoned in Sen Luo Hall a long time ago and hadn't come out yet.He still wanted to take Shuobei with him, but Shuobei refused.

Yan Shu recalled the appearance of the little devil hesitating and apologizing in a low voice, and felt a little suffocated.Not in that good mood, Yan Shu and Lang Qi indifferently passed the crowd of female fairies who were eager to see through.

After returning from Senluo Palace, after ordering the recipe to the little devil, Immortal Yuheng calmly painted pines and cypresses in his bedroom. He hadn't used a brush for a long time, and he was a little raw.The master said in a low voice: "Immortal Yuheng, Taishang Laojun invites you to visit the mansion."

The twilight light from the latticed window casts a shadow on Yan Shu's side face.Yan Shu was writing and splashing ink, and when he heard the report, his eyebrows and eyelashes moved slightly, and his good mood was not disturbed: "I won't go."

After a while, came again: "Fairy Bibo and Immortal Cheng Yi invite you to go on a lantern boat tour on the Lantern Festival."

Yan Shu: "I don't know."

After a while, he came again: "Immortal Yuheng, there are already a lot of greeting cards, have you thrown them all away?"

Yan Shu praised: "Yes, I threw it away."

The old in charge got the order, and was about to withdraw tremblingly.Yan Shu called him to stop, still looking at the scroll, and said quietly: "There is nothing else, don't bother me."

The old manager nodded and bowed: "Hey, okay, okay..."

Yan Shu has already drawn the second picture of pine and stone, and the little devil has not returned yet, so he is puzzled.Looking up, I saw the recipe that Yan Shu just ordered neatly placed on the food table in front of the table, the stewed peach gum and egg custard that have remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Not in the house, where did you go?

Walking out of the house, I saw the little devil sitting on the window sill of the leaky window in the corridor of the Unknown Courtyard, holding a tube of bamboo slips in his hand.Yan Shu walked over, very puzzled, picked up Shuobei who was sitting well, put him in his arms, sat on it himself, and hugged Shuobei in his arms.

Shuo Bei froze.

Yan Shu rested his head on Shuo Bei's shoulder, and asked suspiciously, "Why did you come out all of a sudden?"

Shuobei didn't dare to break the hand around his waist, nor did he dare to turn around.Yuheng's breathing was right next to his ear, and his voice beat deeply and sometimes shallowly on his heart, making his heart beat like thunder.

Not getting a reply, Yan Shu simply turned Shuo Bei around, let Shuo Bei face him, and sat on his waist.One fairy and one magic sticker were very close, Yan Shu's tone was not very good, and he ordered: "Speak."

Shuobei's voice trembled: "Tou...toufeng."

Yan Shu has excellent ears, the little devil's voice is a bit greasy today.Shaking his head, he said seriously, "I haven't settled with you yet."

Shuobei froze again.

Yan Shu was very satisfied with his reaction, and began to turn over old accounts: "Why didn't you go when Lang Qi came to see me?" Yan Shu looked unhappy: "Don't make excuses, he told me that you didn't want to go .”

Shuobei couldn't find any excuses at all, so he could only lower his head and blushed.

The environment in Dongqing was harsh, and Immortal Yuheng, who was cultivating, had his mind blank most of the time and rarely thought of other things.At that time, he didn't care whether the little devil came or not. After a hasty meeting with Lang Qi, he went back to fight the thunder, and there was no time to say anything.However, Immortal Yuheng, who returned to the Heavenly Court, felt that he could use this matter to make things difficult for the little devil.

Yan Shu pinched Shuo Bei's face and complained, "Look at you, you are getting more and more courageous."

Shuo Bei lowered his eyes, not daring to look up at him.

Yan Shu moved closer, looked at Shuobei in puzzlement, and asked curiously, "Why is your face so red?"

With a sound of rubbing, Shuobei's face turned even redder.

When he was shy, Yan Shu didn't bother to find out why the little devil blushed, the little devil also has petty emotions.Snatching Shuobei in one hand, the little devil's body is just right now, and his arms are neither too big nor too small, which fits him very well.

Yuheng was completely pressed against him without leaving any gaps, Shuobei's face was as red as charcoal fire, and his eyes widened nervously.The fairy above his head yawned big, and said in a buzzing voice: "I'm sleepy, and I'll be sleepy as soon as I come back."

Yan Shu was a man of action, he would go to bed when he was sleepy, he took Shuo Bei and went back to his bedroom, hugged the little devil as a pillow, and fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

Swallowing with difficulty, Shuobei stared at the top of the bed with wide eyes, his heart beating like a drum.It took a long time to calm down, and then slowly calmed down, and whispered: "Yuheng..."

Shuobei knew that Yuheng treated him well without any sexuality, not like him.

Whenever Yan Shu had free time, he would nest in his room and draw pine trees. He was too lazy to move and didn't want to go anywhere.The little devil is still the same as before, he will come and go when he calls, and he will give what he wants.If you want to beat your back, you can beat your back, if you want to beat your legs, you can beat your legs, there is no difference.After finishing one task, the little devil will stand at the door and wait for him to order the next thing, acting like a guard loyally.

Yan Shu always felt that something was weird, was it the same way 300 years ago?But how they got along 300 years ago, Yan Shu really can't remember clearly, maybe that's it?

Seeing Shuobei walk out subconsciously again, Yan Shu couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted, "Stop for me."

After a pause, Shuobei turned around and looked at the ground.

Yan Shu clicked his tongue, very dissatisfied, and said impatiently: "Look up, look at me."

Shuobei raised his head, and as soon as his eyes met Yanshu's, he glanced out.

Yan Shu patted the chair beside him and ordered, "Sit here."

Shuobei raised his head, took a quick look at Yanshu, then walked over silently and sat down.

Yan Shu felt at ease all of a sudden, that's right!Then, the arm naturally rested on the shoulder of the little devil next to him.

Shuobei sat upright, not daring to vent his breath, and didn't even move in a daze.

As if it wasn't enough, Yan Shu took Shuobei to his side, and then he simply lifted Shuobei up and put him on his lap.Not noticing the strangeness of the little devil in his arms, Yan Shu stuffed the pen into Shuo Bei's hand, then took Shuo Bei's hand, and began to paint and draw.

Yuheng's hand was slender and distinct, and his palm was warm, just enough to hold Shuobei's.Yan Shu's face was almost close to Shuobei's, and he concentrated on looking at the painting scroll under his hands, with realistic brushwork and meticulous attention to detail. After a while, a lifelike white tiger appeared on the paper.

Yan Shu joked, "Haha, this is you."

Shuobei couldn't bear it any longer, and said in a panic, "Yuheng, I..."

Yan Shu asked, "What's the matter?" His face was magnanimous.

Breathing on his neck, Shuobei suddenly turned his head, and Yuheng happened to turn around too, the tip of his nose brushed across Shuobei's cool face, and Shuobei was almost instantly ignited.

Shuobei blushed, jumped up abruptly, stood far away, explained helplessly: "I'll go outside, go outside, get some wind." Then he ran away in a hurry.

Seeing his flustered appearance, Yan Shu rubbed his nose, really confused.

The little devil has been a little weird lately.

No matter how slow the reaction was, Yan Shu should have noticed something: the little devil seemed to be avoiding him recently.Yuheng didn't have time to catch up to ask, the old boss came in and spread the news: Jiarong wants to see him.

Unable to evade, Yan Shu got up and shook his arms, and went to Ziweihuan to report.

As soon as we met, Jiarong complained: "Yuheng, it's been a long time since I came back to see you."

Yan Shu's head was full of the little devil's very suspicious blush, but the wooden head couldn't think of a reason.Could it be that he became disabled after crossing the catastrophe, and the little devil couldn't face himself.No way?The fairies around him also praised him for his good looks.

Yan Shu: I'm so bored...

When Yan Shu was wandering, Jiarong praised Yan Shu back and forth.Then into the main topic, Jiarong said: "Yuheng, you are also old, how about I find a wife for you?"

Yan Yan looked at Jiarong in confusion, but didn't pay attention to what Jiarong said.

Qing Shuangquan regarded him as young and inexperienced, with soft ears, and deliberately joked: "What are you afraid of, the Immortal Emperor will marry you a wife, are you afraid that it will not suit your wishes?"

Yan Shu gasped: "Old old old wife?"

No, suddenly there is another wife, he panicked.

Qingshuang thumped, looking at Immortal Yuheng's terrified appearance, could it be that he is afraid of his wife like the Second Highness?Qingshuang smiled embarrassingly, and was about to wink at Jiarong: Postpone this matter, Yuheng probably doesn't have that thought.

Immortal Emperor Jiarong didn't see Qingshuang's wink, and happily promoted: "The benevolent Princess Lieyang, Princess Jing, Princess Xihai Qiuyu, and Fairy Bibo have all mentioned your affairs to me. I will give you a roster , Yanshu, which one do you like?"

Yan Shu feels like sitting on pins and needles: "I don't even know each other."

This matter is still easy to resolve, Jia Rong didn't care, and said with a joke: "Emotions can be cultivated, if you want to, it's not difficult to marry them all."

With no other choice, Yan Shu could only honestly refuse, "I don't even like it."

Jiarong: "..."

Qingshuang is ashamed, Immortal Yuheng, oh Immortal Yuheng, you have broken a big taboo.The elders tell you to pay attention to the big things in life, and the reasons for refusing can be various, such as fate not fulfilled, ambition not fulfilled, but it must not be that you don’t like it or don’t like it.There are also a few princesses that Jiarong particularly likes, what are you doing if you don't like them?What do you make Jiarong think?

Then, Qingshuang quickly gave a step up: "Yanshu is still young, if he doesn't have that kind of thought, the twisted melon is not sweet, when he is enlightened, he will naturally know the painstaking efforts of the Immortal Emperor."

Jiarong took a look at Qingshuang, snorted angrily, and then said to Yanshu: "That's right, when you figure it out, or if you like it, I'll help you with it, and I'm too impatient. "

Qingshuang said in her abdomen: "When will you, Immortal Emperor, be as magnanimous to me as you are to Immortal Yuheng, I will have no regrets in this life."

Yan Shu narrowly escaped death, Jiarong let go of the fact that he didn't need him to marry a wife, so he ran away in a hurry.Jiarong looked at Yuheng who had gone away, and said to Qingshuang: "This child, like Lang Qi, what a shame." Then he commented pertinently: "Like Tianxuan."

Qingshuang echoed: "It is indeed like Tianxuan Xianjun."

Pity the two elders who stay up late at night just to find wives and concubines for Yan Shu, and carefully select them: don’t have a bad temper, don’t have a messy family, don’t want to be indecorous and don’t know how to advance or retreat, and don’t match up with Yu We don't want any balance.This pamphlet is full of talented and beautiful women who are at the top of heaven.Yan Shu didn't think so, and all their hard work was in vain.

The author has something to say: Ziweihuan

Jia Rong: "This is too ugly."

Qingshuang: "Where is it ugly? They are all tall, but they are just a little thinner."

Jiarong: "Too thin is not good for childbearing, and she is not good-looking enough."

Qingshuang: "Alright then, the one in your hand is said to have a bad temper."

Jia Rong: "I think she has a pretty good temper."

Qingshuang: "Emperor Immortal, it was in front of you. I think she is arrogant and bossy. She is not worthy of Yuheng."

Jiarong: "Then don't."

Qingshuang sighed: "There are so many female fairies in the heaven, why can't we pick a suitable one?"

Jia Rong Fu forehead: "Find a time for Yan Shu to see for himself, let's make a rough selection first."