Purple Qi Donglai

Bai Jiu put his hands around Yu Yang's waist, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the scent of red sandalwood lingering in his nostrils gave off a hint of peace of mind and tiredness.

The vigorous horseshoe crossed the pond and river, and gradually ran towards the peach forest and flower sea not far away. The horse snorted, and then stopped. Waist, leaping lightly, the plain white skirt intertwined with a little light pink dress, the toes of the dress hang vertically in the air, a faint fragrance floats in the air, the breeze rolls up the burning peach blossoms, and the pink petals gradually rise in the air towards the two of them. Surrounded by him, there are still strands of strands lingering on the head, floating among the blue hair, the breeze is blowing, and the nose smells a faint fragrance.

The cold and indifferent eyes met the affectionate and beautiful eyes, and the two looked at each other. Then a faint smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he slowly fell to the ground with the woman in his arms. hands around the waist,

Feng Jiu raised her eyes to look at the peach blossoms in the sky, she was a little absent-minded for a while, and the figure of the purple-clothed fairy gradually appeared in her eyes.

Bai Jiu's slender joints are intertwined with slender jade fingers, allowing the breeze to blow against his robe.

Suddenly, he found a peach tree and found a comfortable place to lean against the tree.

Yu Yang rested one hand under her head, and stroked her soft blue hair with the other hand. The thin joints ran across the soft blue hair, entangled between the bones, and his thoughts gradually drifted to the distance.

Feng Jiu's head was resting on his lap, Bai Jiu took some peach blossoms with both hands, sniffed the faint fragrance, and felt a little tired for a while.

"When the king was young, he used to secretly carry the imperial brother's mother and concubine to this peach forest many times, and he was reprimanded by the imperial brother's mother and concubine just like that. Now that I think about it, it's quite funny. "Yuyang narrowed his eyes and said softly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth for a while,

"In this way, you were really naughty when you were young," Feng Jiu said with a smile, caressing the petals of the peach blossom beside her.

The slender joints gently touched the tip of the small nose, and also stroked the peach blossoms falling from the forehead, and gently caressed the nine phoenix petals on the forehead.

"It's just that I was ignorant when I was young," Yu Yang looked down at Feng Jiu, and then said lightly,

"It's okay, it's okay..." Feng Jiu's voice gradually became ethereal and weak, and she felt that her eyelids were getting heavier, she slowly closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yu Yang smiled softly, took off the white coat on his body and covered it to Feng Jiu's shoulders, his eyes also showed unseen tenderness,

He leaned close to sniffing the fragrance of her hair, for a moment he was a little greedy for the warmth of her forehead.

"Jiu'er, if this king is reincarnated in the next life and goes to the darkness of the blue candle, remember to come and find me," the soft voice slowly floated into the air, and then gradually dissipated in the wind, and the depths of those indifferent and cold eyes revealed With a deep meaning, in the depths of those eyes, there is also a deep affection, a bit of reluctance, a bit of separation,

"This king will accompany you to appreciate the faint snow in my lifetime, which also fulfills you and pampers me."

The scorching peach blossoms floated down with the breeze, falling on the black silk robe and interweaving among the joints.

He tightened the white robe covering her shoulders again, brushed the broken hair on her forehead with his slender hands, and put a strand of blue hair behind her ear, then took a deep look at her, and then sighed softly He took a breath, looked at the starry sky with his clear eyes, the stars were shining brightly in the dark night, with the help of a scene of moonlight, they floated down the curtain and reflected on the faces of the two of them, falling on their clothes,

The plain white robe is intertwined with a light pink dress, and the trickling hair is intertwined with soft blue silk, with a few strands of starlight, following the breeze, the words that the two of them have not yet spoken mixed with a little affection rise to the sky. In the starry sky, melt into the stars, and finally dissipate into the black sea of ​​stars,