At this moment, Feng Shuiqing felt that she was worthless. Why did her eyes feel sore when she smelled his scent?
He didn't lie to me, he really came to pick me up!
I thought...he wouldn't come.
Seeing that the little one in her arms didn't respond, Xuanchen Mandrill tightened his arms, put his lips next to her ear and said with a smile, "But are you waiting for me?"
"No! I'll eat too much to digest it."
Of course, Xuanchen Mandrill heard the sourness in the little girl's words, and gently pulled her body over, looking at her little eyes with moist eyes, and her heart felt so soft, "I'm late, happy birthday, my Xiaoqing."
"Ugh..."
Feng Shuiqing threw herself into his broad and warm arms, grabbed the hem of her clothes with one hand, and made a fist with the other hand to smash it lightly, "I've been waiting for you all day! I thought you were lying to me... wu wu wu..."
"Well, it's my fault for keeping you waiting for too long."
Hyun Chen held her in his arms and murmured softly. He held her little hand until she stopped crying and said, "I will take you to see the birthday ceremony."
?!
Watch the birthday ceremony?!
The horse galloped all the way.
Hyun Chen held her in front of him.
The night wind slowly passed by her ears, lifting up her dark hair, blowing it to his face and sliding over her chest and shoulders.
The sweet fragrance of lily of the valley seems to be clinging to vitality, falling from Hyunchen Mandrill's nose into his heart.
My little girl, perhaps this is the last birthday I will spend with you.
I wish you good health and happiness every year.
Those things are coming to an end, and I will take away all the darkness and pain from you.
In the days to come, you will definitely shine in this world with a smile.
Like a blazing golden wheel, live your life brilliantly.
Lichun River tonight.
Calm and waveless, like a bright mirror.
The floating light leaps into gold, while the still shadow sinks into the jade.
The surrounding corridor with red lacquered wooden columns is also reflected in the moonlight and glows with orange light, which makes people feel comfortable.
When Feng Shuiqing was confused, Chenchen Mandrill shouted from a distance: "Pei Gua, blade of blood."
See you soon...
Countless round and square prayer lanterns rose into the sky one after another, completely lighting up the night! The moonlight also turned into a rosy glow.
The flickering flames of the sky lanterns are like the blazing light reflecting the moon, like the flaming trees blooming in spring, and like the shark beads still carrying the water in the sea.
The dark night, the crescent moon, and the still river are all dimmed into dusk, the clouds are like lights curling up, and the clouds are relaxed by the warm light.
The orange moon shines separately, and the bright river shares its shadow.
Stars are twinkling both inside and outside.
The sea of clouds is clear and dusty, and the shadows of candlelight are full.
Gold is shining, jade is shining.
Feng Shuiqing has never seen so many prayer lights rising into the night sky together.
Such a magnificent and gorgeous scenery, and every sky lantern that filled the night, was completely captured in her heart.
That firefly.
This time the prayer lamp.
Demon King, he collected the faintest brightness in this world, blended it with love, kneaded it into a blazing light, and gave it to me.
Her tears were completely dyed into the crimson Milky Way by the countless warm orange stars in front of her.
The devil's embrace shrouded you from behind.
His heartbeat was burning like fire.
His voice was as clear as a spring and as soft as velvet: "I wish my little girl that nothing will trip her heartstrings and that all her wishes will come true."
"Feng Shui Qing, I love you."
She turned around and fell into the sea of affectionate and heart-warming eyes of Hyunchen Mandrill, and the curve of her lips was full of affection.
His handsome face was getting closer and closer, until one could completely count the number of eyelashes he had.
The intoxicating smell, the familiar temperature of lips and tongue, gently rolling around, melting the heart.
If you look at it from a distance, hundreds of prayer lamps are like a curtain covered with bright lights.
In the middle is a pair of jade-like figures, their figures overlapping and loving each other, making it difficult to separate them.
They seem to be kissing and blending into one person.
Yuan Chen held her in his arms and held her face like a treasure, not daring to tighten his strength even a little.
Feng Shui was paralyzed on his chest
Inside, let him kiss you and feel all his tenderness and compassion.
Time seemed to have passed for a long time, until all the prayer lights in the night sky turned into stars.
Time seemed to be very slow, so slow that she thought everything in the world was silently drowning in his kiss.
Feng Shuiqing's body was so limp that she could no longer straighten up, and she leaned into his arms, panting softly, with the wild and powerful heartbeat in her ears.
The arm was gently raised, and a cold touch came from the wrist, "This jade bracelet is given to you to add makeup to my little girl."
Feng Shui's pure fragrance gently caresses your wrists with warmth and delicacy.
He knew in his heart that this object was a sandalwood night crystal jade bracelet, which was probably more valuable than the birthday gifts he had received during the day. How much thought had he spent to obtain such a treasure...
Yuan Chen knew from the gentle touch of her fingertips that she liked it, and continued to mutter softly: "These prayer lamps are all made by me, and each one has a wish written on it. You can write it yourself later."
If you throw one into the sky, it will definitely come true."
"No wonder...no wonder you haven't been seen in recent days..." Feng Shuiqing suddenly became clear and choked up in tears.
"Do you like it?" Hyun Chen lowered his head and stared at her in his arms.
"I like...thank you, Mandrill."
He smiled happily and kissed her forehead gently, "If you like it, if you are happy, it is all worth it."
"Your Highness! Hahaha!"
Blade Blood chirped and ran over, holding a red prayer lamp in his hand. Pei Gu followed him happily, holding flint and kerosene in his arms.
"It seems to be a success!"
Blade Blood presented the object in his hand to Yuan Chendrill, his eyebrows were flying and he covered his mouth with a smile, "Hey, I saw everything just now! You... Hahaha Princess! What do you think? Isn't my Highness romantic?!"
"Oops!" Feng Shuiqing certainly knew what he saw, and he said coquettishly, his face burning with embarrassment.
Yuan Chendrill glanced at Yanxue and handed her the pen, "Put this pen in your hand and write down your wishes."
Feng Shui calmly thought about it for a while before writing down the wish, then lit the candle and watched the red prayer lantern slowly rise into the sky.
Huanchen Mandrill also looked up at the swaying red shadow and murmured softly: "One thousand lamps, exactly one thousand lamps."
"Wow..." Feng Shuiqing couldn't help but exclaimed, "There are so many?"
"Of course!" Bladeblood nodded, "My Highness has been hiding in Dawn Palace for a long time to surprise you!"
Hyun Chen: "Why do you talk so much?!"
The master's face suddenly turned dark, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Feng Shuiqing's heart felt warm and hot. He took the Demon King's big hand and shook it, "Thank you! No wonder you haven't returned to the house in recent days. I still..."
Feng Shuiqing's heart was tightly knotted, and before he could react, he watched as Hyunchen Mandrill lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
The big hand slipped from her palm...
"Demon King!!!"
"Your Highness!!!"
…
Hyun Chen Mandrill was seriously ill.
Neither the government doctor nor the imperial doctor could cure him. Since he fainted that night, he only woke up once.
If the Feng Shui is pure, the food will not taste good, and the person will have restless nights and nights. He will stay by the devil's bedside almost every step of the way.
I also secretly fed him two pills of Mingxuan Dan, but it still had no effect.
Spring has arrived.
All things are bursting with vitality, but the mandrill is visibly declining and haggard.
During this period, Feng Shui Qing would often wear a blood bracelet to peek into the fantasy world.
Every time she wakes up, she will be deeply or severely injured, but she still stubbornly increases the frequency of wearing it.
She wants to see! She wants to know! What kind of terrifying power caused the Demon King to be like this...
She felt very distressed.
Xiao Tiantian is also worried, fearing that if she continues like this, she will destroy herself before she can find out the answer.
However, Feng Shuiqing still stubbornly continued to insist.
It's night.
The moon melts in the flowery courtyard.
There is a gentle breeze in the catkin pond.
I dropped flower seeds with the devil a while ago, and now I have grown many flower buds.
It was the season when catkins were flying. Looking at the pond with a layer of velvet floating on it, the feng shui was so clear that I thought it was winter again.
Breathing out her breath, she returned to her bedroom.
Hyunchen Mandrill actually sat up on his own.
"Ah! Demon King! You're awake!"
"Well..." Hyunchen Mandrill's voice was weak and weak, but he still raised the corners of his mouth to avoid worrying her.
My heart is filled with pity, and I can't help but feel relieved.
Fortunately, I can bear this pain.
Feng Shuiqing fed him some water and helped him lie back on the couch, "You're fine, but why are you so sick? Why didn't you... tell me?"
She was testing, but she knew she couldn't get the answer, and that power was threatening him.
"Maybe I'm catching a cold."
The curve of the corners of the devil's mouth was extremely weak, completely losing his former handsome appearance, and his lips were so white that it was heart-wrenching.
"Azhi, you lied to me...I..." Tears wetted his sleeves, and Feng Shuiqing could no longer hold back his tears.
Hyunchen Mandrill's heart tightened suddenly, and he wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes, but his arm fell back to the bed, "Don't cry, I'm really fine."
"Well, I won't cry." Feng Shuiqing knew that he would hate to see her cry the most, so she wiped it clean with a handkerchief.
After giving the devil some medicine, she sat by the bed and watched him fall asleep again.
"Princess, please go back to your mansion and have a rest." Blade Blood came in from outside, and the dimple on his cheeks disappeared.
Seeing her little face covered with tears, I knew she must have been secretly crying for a long time, so I could only sigh and comfort:
"You have been guarding here since last night. What if you are also exhausted? Hey... let me guard you tonight. You can go back home and rest for the night."
"Well, okay..."
Just then he saw that Chun Zao was kowtowing from sleep, so he sent her back to sleep first.
Resigning the guards who wanted to follow him, Feng Shuiqing walked to Feng Mansion alone. After all, it was only a hundred steps away.
Looking at the hazy moonlight, the bridge of her nose became more and more sour, and her eye sockets became unbearably swollen again.
Ever since I met the Demon King.
Regardless of the past life, this life, or the life in the dream of the cabin, he is always so rich and proud, with a phoenix that looks like a dragon.
But now...
While thinking about it, Feng Shuiqing had already walked to the door of Feng Mansion. Before he could step into the threshold, his mouth and nose were tightly covered by a handkerchief with a strange fragrance.