The Legend of Manhua

"Sage Lord Qinglan came very quickly." Yunxi stopped a step away from Qinglan as if he hadn't seen Manhua, and said half-jokingly.

"Thank you, Third Highness, for informing this matter." Qinglan returned the gift.

"I really don't want to talk about it." Yunxi shook his head and sighed.

"Yunxi is really not easy to mess with, and she is still angry now." Man Hua coughed dryly, quite embarrassed.

"Don't say that, Mr. Manhuasan is unpredictable, so he really dare not provoke him, Qinglan Shengjun, what do you think?"

Qinglan Shengjun smiled and said nothing, but Manhua felt that the one who was really unpredictable was Yunxi himself. He had not known each other for a long time, but he had a thousand feelings. Today's tit-for-tat feeling is not like the previous quarrel. He has restrained himself, and at the moment it is shown in every word and deed.

"Third brother." Yao Dan shouted and ran out of the house, ran to Yunxi's side and tugged at his sleeves, and said very artificially, "Third brother, why are you here?"

Yunxi gave Yaodan a strange look, this shy and restrained look is really...

"Don't tell me you sneaked out, if you dare to steal wine if you are fat, I..."

"Ah, third brother." Yaodan hugged Yunxi's waist, interrupted Yunxi's words coquettishly, glanced in Manhua's direction, and said in a low voice, gnashing his teeth: "If you dare to discipline me in public, I committed suicide on the spot." Then he tightened his grip on Yunxi's waist, showing a smiling expression.

Yunxi raised her head and glanced at Qinglan, and suddenly understood, she was so funny that she was speechless.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we go home." Then he lifted Yaodan's waist with one hand, looked at Qinglan and asked, "Can Qinglan Shengjun go to Bishuilonggong for tea?"

"Thank you, Third Highness, for the invitation. It's just that I'm busy with important tasks today, and I will definitely visit you in the future."

"Important thing~" Yunxi looked at Manhua, Manhua raised his eyebrows and returned Yunxi's complacent look, "Okay, let's go first." After speaking, Hualong took Yaodan out of Huaze and went away.

Qinglan's eyes were glued to the direction where they were leaving, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Man Hua tilted his head and shook in front of Qinglan, which made him smile weakly as if he had just woken up from a dream. It was the first time Hua saw Qinglan's absent-minded appearance, but felt that he should have a lot to say at this moment.

"What's wrong?" So he asked.

"It's nothing... I just feel that they are very happy. Yaodan is so innocent and exudes a sweet feeling, like the honey you collected from Baihua Valley."

"Did Qinglan just say that he likes Yaodan or does he want to eat the honey brewed in Baihua Valley?"

Qinglan shook her head, "You don't understand."

"I don't understand. When I was young, you only cared about me. Yao Dan is no more than me, but makes you feel happy. How can I understand?" Manhua should be annoyed, Qinglan's tone seemed to be envious. What he envied must be something he didn't have. To him, he had no sense of happiness. The happiness that Manhua had always felt didn't seem to exist.

As long as it is the happiness brought by both parties, there is no need to exist without one party, isn't it?

"You're talking out of anger." Qinglan seemed to be asking but not asking.

"No." Manhua folded his arms across his chest, leaning on the porch pillar and looking into the courtyard, the vegetation that was nearly bald by him looked really ugly at the moment.

"Why don't you ask me again?" Qing Lan said softly, Man Hua turned her head away and ignored her.

This trick was taught by Manhua when he was young.Sometimes when asking him to endorse, he asked a question, but he couldn't answer it several times. It wasn't because he didn't know, but because he was being mischievous on purpose.Qinglan has always been gentle and patient, so naturally she doesn't get angry easily, but since she knew that only when she was serious could Manhua be serious, she had to do that.Every time his expression changed and his tone became colder and he asked him: "Have you thought about it?", Manhua would smile innocently like a child, and said softly, "Why don't Qinglan ask me again? .” If you ask again, you will answer seriously.

"Doesn't it work?" Qinglan was rather regretful, "But I really want to answer you, why don't you give me a chance?"

Manhua glanced at Qinglan, pretended not to care and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Qinglan smiled softly, and then said seriously: "Growing up with you is the best thing I have ever done."

Manhua paused, and slowly looked at Qinglan, those tender eyes seemed to melt him, making his heart tremble.

"I hope that in the future, there will be..." Qinglan murmured, but she didn't finish her sentence. It was just a useless prayer if she thought about it.

"Qinglan, I met many people in the mortal world when I was young. They all lived for a thing called 'home'. They were busy and tired, and their emotions seemed to be fully arranged inside. They They said that this is what they cherish the most, and it is the meaning of complete life. Later, I also have a family in my heart, and you are the most important part of it, so no matter what happens in the future, don't leave me." Manhua spoke sincerely , with a strong declaration.

"I'm going back to Heaven soon."

"You know I don't mean this."

Qinglan's eyes flickered with a blurred and rippling light, and the determination and arrogance in Manhua's eyes gave him the brilliance of faith.

"it is good."

For this promise, Qinglan gave almost everything he had, and nothing could shake him, even when the seemingly never-ending death was approaching.But it was at that time that he finally really resisted the arrangement of fate. He fantasized countless times that if he had advanced a little earlier, he would not have lived in such sorrow...

The picture paused at this moment, and Man Hua rubbed her astringent eyes.At this time, all the memories should have been recorded, and Manhua also knew that Xue Zai was tied to the forest because of a bet, but she was fascinated by it, and she had seen this place before she knew it, maybe she looked too carefully. So much so that Qinglan's slight hesitation seemed extraordinarily clear.

Why hesitate?And why did he agree but never appear by his side in the next 100 years, even if he was in danger.

With such doubts, Manhua walked out of the crystal room of the Jinming Tower, and when he walked through the long corridor, he saw Qinglan leaning over and picking up documents on the ground with a little fairy boy in yellow.After tidying up, the young boy hugged the document nervously and kept apologizing, but Qinglan smiled kindly, holding a scroll in one hand, rubbing his soft hair with the other, comforting him softly: Ying, just hug less next time, you are still young, so you don't have to be so impatient."

When Manhua approached, she heard Qinglan say this, and when she found that Manhua was coming, Qinglan asked the little fairy boy named Yunying to leave first.

"But tired, want to go back and rest?" Looking at Manhua, Qinglan asked softly.

"I've been watching it for a long time?" Man Hua rubbed her temples, her voice hoarse.

"36 hours...you come with me."

Qinglan took Manhua to a small side room in the pavilion, it was not big, there was a window, and the layout inside was very simple, a desk, a chair, a shelf on the third floor, and some bottles on the lower two floors Cans, there are books on the third floor.

Manhua sat on a chair, Qinglan brought a bottle of toilet water, stood behind him and massaged his brows.

"It's useless for me to be like this, but it's only 36 hours. I heard from other immortal officials that you have been without sleep for more than 120 hours, and nothing happened."

"The fact that you closed your eyes and took a nap is just an exaggeration by the immortal officials; you just came up from the mortal world, you were exhausted, and you went to the Liuxian Lake again. You are already extremely weak, and you should have a good rest."

"Yeah, if it was the past, you would definitely ask me to take a break with kindness and coercion, but now you are dissuading me so gently, and you don't care about the result, and I'm not used to it." Man Hua said with a wry smile.

"I used to think that you were young and needed guidance, but now it's different." Qinglan replied lightly, but it touched a string in Manhua's heart. He grasped the pain that was still pinching his forehead for himself. With his right wrist, he raised his chin, looked at Qinglan anxiously, and said, "Does it mean that only young people need sincere care?"

"Manhua...what do you mean?" Qinglan was puzzled.

"You promised me you wouldn't leave me."

"I haven't left, I've always been here."

"But your heart has gradually left me. In 100 years, except for the only time you went down to see me, you have never seen me, not even in a dream. Back to the Heavenly Palace, I think we should still be the same as before, at least I am It has never changed, but you are becoming more and more indifferent. You used to know the law before, but it is not like this at all, at least let me understand your emotions." Manhua's hand was so hard that it almost crushed Qinglan's wrist , but his expression didn't change, and he still had a gentle and humble attitude.

"Manhua, do you know that before I met you, I was a civil servant for hundreds of years. After I met you, my identity has not changed at all, so I am a minister of the Emperor of Heaven, who entrusted me to take care of you when you were young. At that time, I did my best, but now God has other missions entrusted to me, but I am a little distracted, for you, I have never changed."

"The Emperor of Heaven entrusted you to take care of that little fairy boy named Yunying, so you are a bit out of control. Why, he is harder to teach than I was when I was young?" Manhua sneered, and said: "Why don't I teach you for you? It's the way."

"Man Hua, what's the matter with you?" Qinglan's expression changed suddenly, and she already noticed something was wrong.

"I'm tired." Manhua let go of Qinglan's hand, and obvious fingerprints had appeared around the wrist, which quickly returned to rosy after being pale. This is a living hand, unlike her right hand, which has no Bloodless, there has never been a thing called "blood" flowing in it.

Man Hua rubbed the ring with her fingertips, the cold feeling would give him a real sense of existence, at least give him a little peace of mind, he slowly got up, and slowly walked out the door.Perhaps at this moment, if he turned around and saw Qinglan reaching out to stop him, it would be much better, or seeing the sadness on Qinglan's face, he would immediately throw his thoughts away and ask him... what's wrong.