Seeing this situation, Bai Lian could only take a look from afar, then froze, refusing to take another step forward.
The main hall is wide, and the snow is cold in the mountains. However, the doors and windows of the Wangchen Hall are not closed. The wind penetrates from the window lattice of the long corridor on all sides, fluttering the soft silk curtains heavily embroidered with smoke and clear clouds, and the shadows of the tents are like water waves.
Swaying.
Behind the light curtain, the figure lying on her side was not sleeping peacefully. She was leaning on one hand, and there was a book spread out on the bed in front of her chest. She lowered her eyes and saw that she was fascinated. She turned the pages with her white and slender fingers.
There is a natural elegance in every gesture.
There was a faint fragrance of bergamot in the air, and what came through the warm fragrance and the long wind was her voice, like a spring striking a rock: "Why don't you come here?"
Balian was silent for a while, then slowly spoke, "My dear, is this not appropriate?"
The woman on the bed turned over the book for a moment, and then she smiled, "In the past, you stayed in my palace at night, and I never saw you saying it was inappropriate. What's the matter? In this clear day, you are still afraid that I will do something bad to you.
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Balian: "..."
That was in the past.
Even though it was the middle of the night, the two of them were sitting upright in front of the desk, looking at each other and reading, speaking openly and frankly. Both of them were neatly dressed, aboveboard, and calm.
His heart is pure and clear, and he has never done any evil deeds. The empress left a soft couch for him to stay here. If he can persist in a pure night without falling asleep, he will never go beyond that.
Lei Chi, go to bed and sleep.
And when he was in the palace, he had never seen his empress sleeping on her phoenix couch at night and behaved rudely.
Although the sky was clear and the sun was bright, Bailian's sharp eyes saw the woman behind the bed curtain. She was only wearing a light snow-white single dress, and her luxurious divine robes and crowns were hung casually on the clothes table beside her.
He looked as if he had not yet stood up to clean his face.
It was noon when the sun was shining brightly, and I had not yet gotten up to put on my clothes. This was the first time Baili'an had come up to the Xixuan Peak and seen her like this.
Bailian thought for a while, and suddenly seemed to understand all the abnormal behaviors of the empress today. He lowered his eyes and frowned, and finally went to greet her. He walked to the bed, but he was not so ignorant and directly opened the curtain and entered.
He just stood respectfully outside the bed and said in a low voice: "What are your orders?"
Balian didn't see any movement, but a snow-white jade arm slowly stretched out from behind the curtain and opened the soft gauze curtain.
In the dim light, the woman's brows were peaceful, and her beautiful face was flawless, glowing with a soft and translucent halo. She was really a beautiful face that was hard to find in the world.
She raised her eyes slightly, raised her arms, and handed it to Balian, "I want to change my clothes."
As the female official of Kunlun Mountain, the ones who usually serve Cangnan to change her clothes and clean up her appearance are all Qingshui female officials, and they never do anything to others.
Balian's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say much. He only said yes in a low voice, raised his arm, clasped the slender wrist, took the initiative to step forward, lifted the bed curtains, and welcomed her out.
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Cang Nanyi got up and sat down, stretched out his arms, and cast a sideways glance at Bai Lian: "Today, Si Shijun's eyesight is quite good."
Si Shijun?
Bailian's eyelids twitched, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. His long dark eyelashes drooped deeply, showing a docile and deceptive look. He smiled in a low voice and said: "If I don't show off, I'm afraid I won't die."
Save."
The corner of Cang Nanyi's lips curled up, "You're so smart?"
Bailian folded and took the robes and belts that were piled randomly on the dress table, put the slightly larger and thicker robe on her body, and then walked around to the front of Cangnan's robe. The robe and crown of the robe were intricately designed.
Most of the button knots are very complicated and test people's patience.
Balian was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and his fingers with long clean sleeves were wrapped in distinct snow-white ties, tangled and twisted in fine details. Even though he was doing such a small thing, his lowered brows revealed a special expression.
Careful and detailed.
Cang Nanyi lowered his eyes and stared at the smooth movements of his fingers.
Although she is a god outside the world of mortals and is not born with worldly desires, she is usually an overly refined person.
She was only used to being served by Qingshui female officials when it came to changing clothes.
But she never thought that this was the first time this kid had done this, and she didn't feel much of a difference.
Wear your robe and tie your belt, but the snow-colored boots under the couch need someone to bend down and put them on.
Cangnan wore a pair of snow-white socks under her clothes. Although her posture when lying on her side on the couch was a bit lazy, she was not rude and dignified in front of juniors of the opposite sex.
Although it is the duty of serving the king's male favorite to serve and put on shoes and socks.
But I don’t know whether it’s because she knows that the posture of bending down to pick up shoes is too humble and demeaning, or because a woman’s feet are inherently taboo and cannot be touched and played with by other men at will, not to mention that she is an unparalleled goddess and empress.
Cangnan Yi did not raise her feet to let Bai Lian pick up her shoes. As she walked slowly, clouds rose up under her feet. The clouds, as white as frost, turned into a pair of snow-white boots, walking under her feet.
She came to sit in front of the bronze mirror and pointed with her eyes at the wooden comb and crown under the bronze mirror.
Bai Lian knew what he meant. He bent down and took out the wooden comb on the table. He stood behind Cangnan Yi. He carefully gathered a handful of cool, water-like ink green silk hair in his palm, spread it on his palm, and combed through every inch of it with the fine sandalwood comb.
The long and shiny hair is extremely soft, and the coolness passes between the skin of the palm, making it slightly itchy.
Looking at the handful of beautiful hair in his palm, Balian couldn't help but think of the red line on the hair of the Goddess of Xishan that he got from Jiujiu.
It is said that the beautiful hair of the Goddess Xishan is the most beautiful in the world, and she can create her own way to imprison her in a cage.
But now it seems that it is far inferior to Cang Nanyi's self-dyed long hair.
While he was slightly lost in thought, Cangnan Yi, who was sitting quietly in front of the bronze mirror, suddenly raised his hand and grasped the hand holding the comb.
In the bronze mirror, the woman's eyes as clear as new snow narrowed slightly, as if she was smiling: "Has anyone ever said that your hands...are very beautiful."
The sudden physical contact made Balian's scalp explode instantly, and he almost plunged the comb in his hand directly into her skull.
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In disbelief, Balian subconsciously wanted to take out his hand.
Cang Nanyi's long, slender fingers that looked like they were carved from white jade gently passed through Balian's fingers as if they were combed together, and her rounded and slightly cool nails lightly touched the lines of his palms.
Suddenly, Bai Lian's brain was shaken, and he felt that in this mysterious place, his life chart seemed to be knocked open by an invisible divine force.
He was in a trance for a moment, and when his consciousness returned to reality, he only felt a finger gently caressing his palm as if teasing, and then the warm fingertip traced the tip of his index finger along the lines of his palm.
Cang Nanyi asked again, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally: "When did the fingertips get such fine calluses?"
Balian has long since become inhuman, and the corpse demon's physical recovery is amazing. Even if he practices hard with the sword for a long time, it is difficult to leave even the slightest trace on his palm.
But this cocoon is the trace left by the excessive consumption of thousands of monsters he enlightened, and it has not been recovered yet.
But I never thought that she had such a sharp vision that she could detect such subtle details in a blink of an eye.
Bailian paused slightly, lowered his eyes and whispered: "I went into the Jialan Cave to seek peace. It's just that the demon god has been imprisoned for many years and is very lonely. Now I have to go into the cave alone to accompany him, so I'm sorry."
He asked me to play chess with him, but when I played chess with him, he had a particularly bad character, and he liked to oppress me with cold air. The chess pieces in the cave were covered with frost, and they were as heavy as a stone.
It is difficult, so the wear and tear has produced a cocoon. If the queen is not happy, I will raise it for a while and the cocoon will disappear."
Bailian was not lying when he went in and out of the Jialan Cave. When he came in and out of the Jialan Cave, he was invited to play chess. The demon god was really bad-tempered. He couldn't beat Bailian in chess. His chess skills were extremely poor, so he deliberately blew Wanqing.
The cold wind and frost freeze the chess pieces, trying to slow down their moves, thus affecting the outcome of the chess game.
The first time she played chess with him, Balian's fingertips were also calloused, but with the power of the corpse demon's repair, they were able to recover as before in just a few days.
Now for the second time, he entered the Jialan Cave alone. He only came here to practice in seclusion, and the demon god, seeing that Bai Lian was so capable of dissolving the golden seal of the Emperor Immortal on the demon clan, naturally had no interest in playing chess anymore.
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Cang Nanyi is the demon god's biggest rival, and Bailian doesn't think that the god's mistress doesn't understand the demon god's extremely bad temper.
"Really?" It's just this rhetoric, but I don't know if Cang Nanyi believes it.
There was a half-smile on her face, and her fingers pinched Bailian Ansheng's calloused fingertips as if on purpose, and then slowly let go.
Cang Nanyi's soft and slender body leaned back slightly, leaning on the back of the chair. One leg was slightly bent, and his arm rested on his knee. The palm that had touched Bai Lian's fingers was stretched out and he smiled softly.
After a moment, the casual gesture was quite similar to that of the patron in the Trickster Pavilion.
"Then let me touch your other hand, please?"
Balian: "..."
He pursed his lips, retracted the hand holding Cang Nanyi's hair, and hid it behind his back obediently, saying in a low voice: "I think...this should be another price."
Cang Nanyi seemed amused by his reaction. She chuckled in her nasal voice and said: "You must know that Chenghuang must have already sent someone to tell you about the separation between me and Chenghuang."
In the ears of Zhu Zhan of the Qingxian Realm, although this matter does not have much cause and effect with you, I admit that it is a cause and effect that has used you to some extent. Since in the eyes of everyone in Kunlun Mountain, you have forgotten everything in this seat.
Chendian has become a guest in my tent, so in Zhu Zhan's eyes, this matter must be directly related to you."
Bai Lian hummed in a low voice and said: "Zhu Zhan originally intended to take my life and eradicate the roots, not to mention that it was because of me that the relationship between the two clans was broken and discordant. After this separation, he is afraid that he will be even more serious.
Don't tolerate me, I think it won't be long before Kunlun Mountains are bound to welcome a noble and troublesome fairy."
"So Si Chen... will bear in mind the empress's kindness and kindness today."
And the reason why Cangnan Yi was still waiting for him to return to the palace to serve him even though he was already exposed to the sun, and why the main hall was spacious and airy.
Just because 'there is no wind without waves', just because of the 'groundless rumors'.
Those people who are watching the excitement and listening in the corner must let some "wind noise" out for them to listen and take a look.
After all, what the Empress did today was to "declare sovereignty" and formally inform everyone in the mountain that he was hers.
Whether it's a servant or a toy.
There are not many things that can interest her so much and amuse her patiently.
Even if the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan came here in person, he intended to take his life.
But seeing her "bizarre" attitude, I had to weigh it carefully.
The weight of Bailian's life now is completely different from when he first entered the Kunlun Mountains.
Cang Nanyi smiled faintly: "In front of Mr. Zhu Zhan, no matter what happens, I will protect you from the front. Is this price appropriate?"
Balian: "..."
It seemed like she was really determined to touch his hand.
Balian had no choice but to obediently put his left hand into her palm, and said in a helpless tone: "Your Majesty, please be more gentle."
Cang Nanyi turned over and over and pinched all five fingers of his left hand, like a magician who pinches people's bones and tells fortunes.
She suddenly burst into laughter and said: "You have worked so hard to play chess pieces with heavy frost, but you are still so stubborn and insist on playing chess with your right hand? You are not willing to work hard at all and neglect your noble left hand."
Balian said sincerely: "Since I am your queen's servant, it is inappropriate for one hand to be disgraceful. How can I wear both hands just to play chess? Isn't it too disrespectful to your queen?"
Cang Nanyi finally let go of Bai Lian's fingers with compassion, "I don't know, but you are still a chess fanatic. So the game of chess between you and the demon god is over?"
Balian's eyes flickered twice, his thumb and index finger unconsciously rubbed each other lightly, and he chuckled: "Well, if the chess game is not over, how can I leave the Jialan Cave."
Cang Nanyi suppressed the emotions on his face, and his eyebrows looked a little cold and plain: "Jialan Cave, the forbidden place, I have not explained it clearly to you in detail in the past, but you must not go to this place again in the future."
Balian nodded and lowered his eyes: "As ordered."
Cang Nanyi turned around slowly. She was not short in stature. She was sitting between the chairs. She turned sideways and stared lazily and indifferently at Bailian's face. Her cool and pleasant voice was as light as clear smoke, and she slowly raised one arm.
He said: "You seem to be docile, but your temperament is probably a little rebellious. I just touched the bones in your hands and couldn't find any traces of rebellion. But today, I have told you clearly.
Yes, you can't go to the forbidden land.
If one day, I discover that you still refused to listen to the dissuasion and broke into the forbidden land, the next time I touch you, I won't just touch your hand."
The cool and slender fingers gently touched Balian's face, like a cold and slender blade, across his cheek and around the back of his neck. The slender and soft fingertips gently pinched Balian's fragile neck bones,
Through the thin skin, his fingertips carefully traced the outline of Balian's bones.
She seemed to be carefully playing with some rare gadgets, with a bit of interest in her eyes, but it was not a joke: "I mostly pick and break such prickly and sharp things with my own hands, and they will never last long.