He is like the old man, not the old man

After nightfall, Fu Yin went to Changchu Hall.

Chang Chu was sitting in the courtyard, and when he saw Fu Yin coming, he waved away the crowd and beckoned Fu Yin to sit beside him.

"Did you have fun today?" Chang Chu asked.

Fu Yin sat upright, "Naturally happy."

Seeing Chang Chu's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Fu Yin couldn't figure out what was in his mind, so he added obediently, "It's just that my brother is not by my side, I always feel that something is missing."

Joke flashed across Chang Chu's eyes, "Yin'er, you still look so serious when you lie."

Fu Yin subconsciously wanted to touch his face, but when Chang Chu smiled and took a sip of wine, he calmed down and said honestly, "Brother, trust me."

Chang Chu put the wine glass back on the table, he sighed softly, helplessly, "What are you afraid of me, since I was a child, I have never moved a finger of yours."

Fu Yin was embarrassed, and he said: "I'm not afraid of your anger, but I just feel that I have done something to disappoint my brother, and I am afraid that my brother will be sad."

As soon as he said that, Chang Chu frowned.

Chang Chu asked him, "Are you taking him seriously?"

Fu Yin nodded: "I am."

Chang Chu said: "You look very bad."

Fu Yin smiled wryly, "Because I treat him seriously, but he doesn't know how much sincerity he can treat me with."

"What did you say?"

Chang Chu was in a hurry. From the time he entered the dormitory to see Tai Heng and Fu Yin's hair entwined, he had never been in a hurry until Fu Yin confessed. , so that he wouldn't worry too much, but now Fu Yin said "I don't know how much sincerity he can treat me with", which suddenly made his heart hang.

Fu Yin drank a glass of wine fiercely, brewed a few words, and said: "He used to have someone he liked."

Chang Chu caught the key word, "Once upon a time?"

"Well," Fu Yin didn't intend to let other people know the relationship between Taiheng and Yingran, so he said vaguely: "That person has passed away for many years."

Chang Chu pondered for a while, then took the jug and poured a glass of wine for Fu Yin, "If you really like him, I won't stop you, you can make up your own mind - but, although dripping water wears stone through, but if he happens to be a piece of cloth It's a stinky hard rock, thinking about the past all day long, you must get out of it as soon as possible."

Fu Yin didn't answer.

If he let Chang Chu know that he has loved Tai Heng for most of his life, and this stone was held in his arms just now, Chang Chu might faint on the spot.

The matter of Tai Heng was temporarily put aside by Chang Chu. He chatted with Fu Yin for a few words, and seeing that Fu Yin's complexion improved, he simply brought up another topic.

"In another hundred years, Emperor Zitan will bear fruit."

Fu Yin paused while pouring the wine, and replied indifferently: "In a blink of an eye, it's the end of a thousand years again."

Chang Chu asked: "Thousands of years ago, you told me that you had just been on the throne of God, and you were not ready for the concubine to give birth to a son. Now that the millennium is approaching, don't tell me that you are not ready yet."

Fu Yin said in a low voice, "Don't you have three sons under your knee?"

Chang Chu was taken aback for a moment, and after understanding Fu Yin's meaning, he slammed the table, "Nonsense!"

The Protoss has lived in the Yingzhou Realm for generations, except for the successive emperors who succeeded to the throne, other clansmen are not allowed to leave the realm unless necessary, and outsiders are not allowed to enter the realm easily.

The selection of the emperors of the past dynasties is determined by the emperor's sandalwood, which bears fruit once every thousand years. The emperor's sandalwood blooms for a hundred days and bears fruit after a hundred days. Only those selected by the emperor's sandalwood can pick the fruit.

"I didn't do it on a whim," Fu Yin said.

Chang Chu said sternly, "That's nonsense, are you the lord of the fairy world or am I the lord of the fairy world? My third son, how can he be a heavenly emperor?"

Fu Yin got drunk on his face, and his cheeks were already a little red at this time. He has always become more courageous after drinking, and he can easily say what he kept in his heart in the past. Why did it jump up.

"I shouldn't be wearing this imperial crown!" Fu Yin said without any concealment, "Brother also knew about it!"

Chang Chu choked up, opened his eyes sideways, "Spoken nonsense."

Fu Yin rested his forehead with one hand, shook the jug with the other hand, and took a sip of wine from the spout. He took a few breaths and said, "I will return the position of Emperor of Heaven to my brother sooner or later."

Chang Chu grabbed his hand and snatched the jug, "Brother don't want it."

Fu Yin's voice was hoarse, with a bit of unwillingness in his voice, "...he snatched this from my brother."

Hearing Fu Yin mentioning Yingran, Chang Chu was helpless, he didn't want to talk more about Yingran with him, so he waved the white flag, "Don't mention it, my brother won't urge you, don't think about it anymore, today's words are useless." Forget it."

Fu Yin took a deep look at him.

What should be said and what should not be said have been said. Chang Chu wanted to send Fu Yin back to the palace to rest. The nonsense in front of Chang Chu immediately made him lose his courage to look at Chang Chu again.

He refused, "brother, I'll go back by myself."

Chang Chu frowned, "Not good."

Fu Yin talked a lot, so he persuaded Chang Chu to let him go back alone. He walked out along the corridor facing the night wind alone. The paper crane left by Chang Chu flew around him with a faint light in its mouth, as if it was Show him the way.

Walking to a corner of the promenade, Fu Yin stopped suddenly. The breeze blowing from the small pond carried the fragrance of flowers, blowing on his face and dissipating some of the heat.

Fu Yin looked at the person who was sitting on the rock folding lotus in the pond, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Tai Heng replied: "Walking around, I don't want to meet His Majesty."

Fu Yin stared at Tai Heng for a long time, then suddenly said: "Why didn't you ask me where I came from?"

Looking at his expression, Tai Heng knew that this man had drunk, so he said nicely: "I know that Your Majesty must have just returned from seeing the Immortal Venerable."

"Do you know why he came to me?"

"I don't know."

"My brother knows about our relationship."

Tai Heng was quiet for a while, and said calmly: "Since I can still stand here leisurely and have not been summoned by the Immortal Venerable to punish me, I think His Majesty has already made sense with the Immortal Venerable. Your Majesty is worthy of being His Majesty."

Fu Yin asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Tai Heng smiled, "I was able to serve His Majesty only by leaving the door. The Immortal Venerable thinks that I should not serve Your Majesty. If I want to drive me away, I can only accept my fate. After all, my purpose was not pure from the beginning. "

Hearing this, Fu Yin didn't say anything for a while, he looked at Tai Heng with heavy eyes, as if he was weighing the truth and falsehood of what Tai Heng said, after thinking about it for a while, he didn't want to think about it anymore.

No matter what Taiheng said was true or not, he couldn't be happy, so why think about it.

He pursed his lips, wanting to be angry, and his face became a little scary.

Tai Heng called him: "Your Majesty?"

Fu Yin was startled, and somehow blurted out, "You don't want to stay with me?"

Taiheng smiled softly, and replied, "I think so."

He obviously got an affirmative answer, but the person who said it clearly didn't care, and the person who listened couldn't be happy.

Fu Yin was angry, so he stepped forward and snatched the lotus from Tai Heng's hand, "Who will allow you to pick the flowers here?"

The second monk Taihengzhang couldn't figure it out, but based on the principle of serving her husband's happiness first, he immediately replied: "I know I'm wrong."

Fu Yin was holding the lotus stem in his hand, his eyes were flickering, Tai Heng looked at his face, stood up helplessly, and said softly: "I will take your majesty back to rest."

He helped Fu Yin with one arm, trying to help him walk, but Fu Yin grabbed his wrist with his backhand, staring at him with a pair of black pearl-like eyes, which seemed to be foggy, very beautiful.

Fu Yin said: "You know I like you."

Taiheng's eyes widened slightly, and he became interested, "I know."

Fu Yin said troubledly: "But I don't know how to make you take me to heart."

Taiheng coaxed him, "You come back with me, and I'll tell you."

Fu Yin shook his head, "I don't believe it, you always lie to me and make me happy."

I don't know where this word came from.

It's just that Tai Heng didn't have the heart to argue with Fu Yin about this matter, so he said: "I dare not."

Fu Yin grabbed his hand and said, "Tell me quickly."

His hand strength was astonishing, Tai Heng coaxed this man for a long time but refused to let go, and then got annoyed, but with a smile on his face, he sighed softly as if helpless.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember Yingran?"

Fu Yin was startled, and loosened his hands unconsciously. He seemed to have anticipated what Tai Heng would say next, his black pupils flickered, and he seemed to be retreating, but he still pretended to be calm and replied, "I remember .”

Tai Heng looked at him with pity, "Your Majesty only has one face, which resembles him very much."

That is, apart from a god-given face, there is no one thing Tai Heng would like.

Fu Yin blinked.

He let go of Tai Heng's hand, and the delicate lotus with water drops fell off his hand and fell to the ground.Fu Yin clenched his hands into fists, tapped a few times on his forehead, smiled softly, stepped back, stepped on the lotus, he was shocked, quickly raised his feet, and took a few steps back.

Only then did the alcohol seem to have finally dissipated.

"Drinking is wrong, drinking is wrong."

Fu Yin muttered a few words, straightened her back, and her expression became solemn, as if the lonely emperor who usually sat proudly on the throne had returned in the blink of an eye.

He said to Tai Heng: "I understand."

Taiheng originally believed that Fu Yin would not be angry for him saying such words, but now he is a little uncertain about what Fu Yin is thinking.

"His Majesty?"

"I'm tired, Xianjun should rest earlier."

Tai Heng took a step forward, "I send His Majesty back."

"No need."

Fu Yin waved his hand, turned around and walked for a while, then turned around again, he happened to stop under the shadow of a tree, his appearance was covered by the deep night, only the paper cranes still flying on his shoulder illuminated the faint Droopy lip line.

"Today's appointment, I lost."

Tai Heng recalled the bet made during the day, "Your Majesty has returned a song."

"I promise you a promise." Fu Yin seemed to have never heard of it, and said lightly: "A promise from the emperor of heaven, except for the matter of Que Lin Zhi, other things, as long as they do not violate the laws and regulations of the immortals, and do not violate ethics and morals, I can promise you. "

Fu Yin never liked Lin Zhi.

Whether you like it or not, Lin Zhi's loyalty and strength will not be depreciated because of his dislike, he will reuse it when it is time to use it, and he will never be stingy when it is time to reward him.He was not happy about Lin Zhi's fall into the devil, not to mention that after the severe punishment, there was no one in the fairy world who could take Lin Zhi's position except Tan Wei. But for those who share the heavy responsibility of protecting the fairy world with Tan Wei, even if Tai Heng doesn't come to ask, he will let Lin Zhi come back.

If Tai Heng still doesn't want to stay by his side at that time, he will definitely not give up.

He wants to give Taiheng a chance, give Taiheng a chance to force him to let go.