"Are you happier and more docile?"
The candlelight was faint, illuminating the small room bright red. It was only then that Zheng Wan discovered that the roller blinds, veils, and even the soft quilt on the bed had been replaced by big red by A Niang at some point.
Dahong burned so much that her face was also red.
She pushes him:
"You said you didn't eavesdrop?"
As he spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up a little.
"The soul consciousness of a monk in the Wonderful Law Realm can reach hundreds of feet, but I have a thousand feet."
"Mr. Dao's words sounded like a thief who stole a steamed stuffed bun and said, 'I have long hands, and the steamed stuffed bun slipped into my hands by itself'—rogue."
The scoundrel was silent.
Zheng Wan looked up, but seeing his thin ice-like jade-like face covered with a thin layer of crimson, she couldn't help laughing:
"Since the soul consciousness of the Taoist Lord is so powerful, what should I do if I accidentally bump into someone else... the joy of fish and water?"
Bobing Qiongyu turned into a fiery red, but the voice was still cold:
"Never seen."
Seeing that Zheng Wan didn't believe it: "The soul consciousness of the cultivator is not allowed to enter the house without permission."
"...Oh. Why did the Taoist gentleman enter my house alone and break into the fragrant boudoir at night?"
Cui Wang moved his eyes away:
"You are different."
"What's different? Tell me, what's different?"
At this time, the clapper outside the street had begun to strike the third sound:
"... the sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire candles, the sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire candles."
The only sound in the room was the beeping of candles.
"On Qiming Street in Fengwu City, there is a street of Chiba Begonias, which bloom all year round and are so beautiful, but I never care about them.
"so what?"
"Only the crabapple that is transplanted into the house, cared for by me, and watered every day, every time she sheds a petal, every time she sheds a leaf, she will be touched, which is unbearable."
I can't bear to be tempted.
These words, like countless small but heavy stones, smashed heavily into Zheng Wan's heart lake.
Itchy, sour, soft, and numb.
She was silent, and smiled:
"So, Daojun can't help but take a sneak peek at this crabapple?"
Cui Wang pursed his lips:
"… yes."
"Cui Wang, you are so cute."
"A man should not pretend to be cute."
Cui Wang's face suddenly stiffened, like a smelly and hard stone.
Zheng Wan was not afraid of him.
This man is a paper tiger.
"Didn't the Taoist just ask me if I am happy and docile?"
"Well."
Zheng Wan stood on tiptoe and whispered softly in his ear:
"I don't like anyone."
"and you-"
"—I only like you like this."
"oh?"
"kindness."
Zheng Wan raised her head quietly, just seeing the smile on the lips of the man carved from ice and snow that was too late to disappear, she couldn't help laughing too.
"Cui Wang, did you send this rattan box?"
Zheng Wan pushed him away, squatted down and looked at the thing that the round-faced monk sent, "What's inside?"
"It's some... gadgets."
Cui Wang looked a little uncomfortable, "It doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter, you still send someone to send it in the middle of the night?"
Zheng Wan searched around before finding a small lock on the side of the rattan box. It was an extremely beautiful and exquisite copper core lock. On the lock head was engraved a small rose flower, the size of a grain of rice.
The smile at the corner of her mouth became softer, and she squatted on the ground, with her feather-like skirt on the ground, she raised her head like this:
"Cui Wang, you always remember."
Begonia flowers, peach blossom paper, white pear blossoms, sword tassels, white jade crowns...
He seems indifferent, but there is always an inadvertent, unmovable gentleness in the subtleties.
"Did you carve this crabapple flower?"
She looked at Cui Wang, her eyes were like sparkling lake water, clear and quiet, completely different from the usual delicate, capricious and domineering woman.
Cui Wang also squatted down:
"no."
"oh… "
Zheng Wan's ears drooped in disappointment, "No."
"Not all of them."
Zheng Wan suddenly became happy:
"It's very kind of you, Cui Wang."
The smile in her eyes made Cui Wang rarely shake his mind.
As soon as Zheng Wan put her finger on the lock, the copper core lock seemed to sense something, and it immediately popped out.
The rattan box was opened.
"This is… "
Zheng Wan looked at the things in the rattan box in surprise.
Indeed, as Cui Wang said, it is not very precious, but it is rare for her to be moved.
A dozen puppets lined up in a row.
The villain has a bun on his head and is wearing a beautiful dress. The skirt is made of thousands of years of ice silk, and the colors are different—these villains have not painted their faces, and they are not even amazing in terms of carving skills. It can be seen that this person's technique in the initial carving was even rough and clumsy, and it was not until later that he began to become more comfortable.
"You carved it?"
Zheng Wan's fingers slid over the puppets one by one.
The first time I saw the plum garden, the sky was blue and the clouds were brocade, and the hairpin was made of pure white feather cloak and bloodstone; on the day of the stall, there was light red and light gauze, and the golden temples were swaying in high buns; the selection of the mountain gate, the neat white skirt, and the white silk sash in the hair; after entering the mountain gate, Goose-yellow Taoist gown, a single bun with golden steps... In the end, it was in the illusion of the mortal stone boat, she was dressed in a red wedding dress, with her sleeves folded, drinking Henji wine.
Under the puppet, there was one piece of luxurious clothes, each of which was a rare item that Zheng Wan had seen in clothes shops before but could not afford.
There are ink-colored cloaks made of millennia-old snow spirit spider silk; feather-scale clothes made of shark beads, and even all kinds of small clothes... green red and light blue, tea white and dark ink, and so on.
"you-"
Zheng Wan suddenly closed the rattan box.
She stared at the rattan box in horror, as if it contained a monster.
The monster wanted to pounce out anytime and anywhere, scratching her heart, moving her mind, making her jittery and uneasy.
In the mortal world, if the lords wanted to please her, they would spend a lot of money in gold and jade shops, but no one, like Cui Wang, was clumsy and eager to please her with these playthings.
"I carved it."
Cui Wang wasn't awkward anymore, his eyes set on the rattan box with rare softness, "When I miss you, I will carve for a while; when I hate you, I will also carve for a while. Before I know it... I am so tired. "
"you-"
"Didn't you ask why I made peach branch people?"
Zheng Wan opened her mouth, not even realizing how pale her face was.
She used to blame him for looking down on her, for not liking her, for teasing him like a kitten or puppy; now she felt that she was the one who was unworthy.
Compared with his bottomless affection, her joy seemed too frivolous and too cheap.
"Wan Wan, marry me."
"Be my companion."
Cui Wang stopped talking about the Taozhi man, and leaned over to pick up the puppet in the red wedding dress.
If you look closely, you can see that the pomegranate patterns on the villain are all vividly embroidered.
Zheng Wan looked at his open palm, the little man's red wedding dress on the palm hurt her eyes.
"The clothes of these puppets..."
Cui Wang seemed to see what she was thinking, shook his head, and laughed dumbfoundedly:
"Wanwan, you think too highly of me, how can I do these things?"
"That-"
Cui Wang flicked his sleeves, and a thick stack of yellow rice paper fell from his storage ring onto the long table in front of her window.
Zheng Wan walked over and found that there were different clothes drawn on the yellow rice paper.
Those dresses were all worn by her, and even some of them, she didn't even remember much, and she could only recall them when she saw them - in the mortal world, she had many such dresses, only wore them once, and then No more skirts.
Cui Wang, on the other hand, even drew the lines of the skirt in detail.
"Boling Cui's son, this painting skill is really amazing."
"I ordered someone to send it to a clothes shop, find an embroiderer, and embroider one by one."
"Cui Wang, then you..."
I can remember the clothes clearly, even the patterns and patterns, but why haven't I drawn people
Zheng Wan suddenly understood.
He doesn't paint her, but he competes with himself.
"Zheng Wan, I'm Ling Cui's family, and I want to renew the eternal friendship with you, the Zheng family of Xingyang, are you willing?"
Zheng Wan realized that she had hesitated.
She really likes him, but she has no hope for the future.
A person who cultivates the Tao has a long lifespan. He has advanced to the Wonderful Dharma Realm, and may break through to the Formless Realm soon. Ten thousand years, how long is it? Can the love between a man and a woman withstand the wear and tear of ten thousand years
Cui Wang seemed to see what she meant, and his eyes suddenly sank:
"You don't want to?"
"If you and I part ways in the future, why don't we just get along as lovers, so as not to hurt our friendship in the future."
"No." Cui Wang said coldly, "Don't think about it."
"When I am with you, I will never get involved with others." Zheng Wan vowed, "Isn't it better to have such a comfortable relationship with each other?"
"not good."
Cui Wang threw the puppet in red into the rattan box, and amid Zheng Wan's distressed exclamation, he said coldly, "This gentleman is different from you. If you advance, you will advance, and if you retreat, you will retreat. If you don't like it, leave it to yourself." back road."
He suppressed his voice:
"If you had thought of playing around at the beginning, why bother to provoke me?"
"I-"
"Xiyu Gap, you look like the king betrayed you, but you never thought about this time?"
"I haven't thought about it." Zheng Wan said as a bachelor, "I have never been tempted by others, so how can I think so much? When I feel sad, I feel that you are sorry for me; as for the future—"
"You didn't think about it."
"Yes, I didn't dare to think about it."
The life-severing person is precarious, and he enjoys himself in time, so why do he think so much
Zheng Wan pouted her neck and said forcefully:
"Cui Wang, you are a high-ranking Taoist monarch. You can do whatever you want, and you can retreat as soon as you want. How can I, a little monk, dare to think too much?"
"You little monk?"
Cui Wang shook his head, "You little monk strangled my neck and dared to act wild on my head."
Zheng Wan pouted, and looked at the rattan box. Thinking about it, it would be better to stroke her hair.
She tugged at his wide sleeves, and looked at him with clear eyes:
"Cui Wang, don't be angry, okay?"
"Is it okay? Is it okay?"
Cui Wang looked at her long and slender fingers like onions, and suddenly remembered that in Shifang's illusion, she timidly grabbed his cuff, fawning and frightening.
She is always good at confusing him with words.
"Have you really never pleased others? The prince—"
Cui Wang sighed.
"Of course." Zheng Wan took it for granted, "It must be someone like you, Daojun, who can make me, Zheng Wan, happy."
The anger in Cui Wang's heart was calmed down in a grand manner.
But in the end there are still some reconciled:
"Say happiness, but don't want to be a Taoist companion with me."
"Who says you don't want to?" Zheng Wan wrinkled her nose, "I, Aye, Auntie, don't like you."
This is of course a reason.
"What if you, Aye, Niang are willing?"
Zheng Wan swore:
"Wan Wan's heart for Cui Wang's fists can be seen in the sun and the moon."
"you said."
Cui Wang looked at her and suddenly smiled.
In the clear light of the crescent moon, his brows stretched out, and his smile was like a spring breeze:
"I'll leave Awan to you."
With a flick of his sleeve, he sent Awan out of the storage ring.
Awan fell to the ground dizzy, and only heard his master say: "Awan, from now on you will serve by Zheng Zhenjun's side."
"True Monarch!" Ah Wan jumped up and down, "Ah Wan misses you so much."
It touched its head, turned its big mouth to the side, and cried out with a "wow":
"Ah Wan is bald again!"
Zheng Wan comforted the wooden man, looked up to see Cui Wang was about to leave, and hurriedly said:
"You want to go?"
Cui Wang looked back, his eyes darkened:
"Wan Wan, you are here, be good."
Zheng Wan blushed at the meaning of his words:
"Who told you this?"
Cui Wang didn't answer, he turned his head and gave her a deep look:
"Ah Wan, do as I tell you."
After all, the person turned into a sword, and the white light flew out of the window and disappeared into the sky.
"Hello."
Zheng Wan couldn't make it, and looked at A Wan who was able to order in annoyance, "A Wan, make my bed."
Awan rubbed his bare head and went to make the bed dejectedly.
Zheng Wan just sat on the step, and the second volume of "Mo Xu Jing" has not been found yet. She can't practice the exercises, so she can only practice the "Shunhun Jue" and "Illusion Making Jue" over and over again——
It wasn't until the sky was clear that he woke up from his meditation.
"Speaking of which, your cultivation level can be regarded as a thousand miles away."
Granny Jin said, "Ice Phoenix, you are in the middle of the micro-knowledge stage, this trip is worth it for you."
Zheng Wan felt very little.
In terms of strength, her name is not on the Wu Ya list yet.
"When you find the second half of the "Moxu Jing", you will know what it means to create the sky with one method. At that time, you will make the sun grow and the rainbow will grow, and no one of the same level of monks in the Xuancang Realm will be your opponent."
"There is Cui Wang-"
"That enemy of yours?" Granny Jin smiled inexplicably, "The trick of fate is that it is unpredictable. Your enemy is very lucky, but you have a hand in the middle—that, it's hard to say."
Zheng Wan was puzzled, and was about to ask again, but suddenly heard a voice from the courtyard:
"Wanwan, come out!"
Ayer's voice.
Sounds like rage.
Zheng Wan has never heard Aye speak to her like this, most of the time, he is not even willing to speak loudly to himself.
...but what happened
Zheng Wan's heart trembled, and she put on her clothes and lay down on the bed at a touch of her feet, using the ice concealment technique to push the door away.
But in the courtyard, where the lilacs were blooming, Awan raised his head, opened his mouth and stared blankly at the furious man in front of him, holding a stack of...
Canglan newspaper
The canglan newspapers spread out on the tables and the ground in the courtyard like fluttering snowflakes.
Zheng Wan thought:
Oops.
My life is over.
"Wanwan, what does it say?" Zheng Zhai shook the newspaper, and the thin paper rattled, "Look, what do you remember? You've been talking to that Cui surname these days." kid with you?"
In the newspaper, with a huge space and title, it wrote "Two or three things about the charm of Zhenjun Yuqingmen and Liwei Taoist Lord Liwei of Guixumen". In a fit of rage, she became a confidante, and she uttered bold words to a certain person who wanted to love the True Monarch, and asked for an appointment to fight" Yunyun.
"Aye, where did you get the Canglan newspaper?"
This thing is not cheap.
One can cost ten yuan beads, and the academy is full of mortals, but no one can afford to order them, and no one will order them.
"This wooden figure was left to dry on the table early in the morning."
Zheng Zhai pointed at Awan, and Awan nodded ignorantly, then shook his head again:
"Dao Jun asked Ah Wan to sort it out according to the date, and he will come to see it next time."
"..."
Thinking of Cui Wang's instructions to Awan before leaving, Zheng Wan suddenly understood.
This guy—
"What if you, Aye, Niang are willing?"
"Wan Wan's heart to the Taoist Lord can be shown to the sun and the moon."
Yes, Sun and Moon.
The sun and the moon know.
Over there, Aye is still asking:
"Wanwan, tell me the truth, are you and Cui Wang together again?"
Zheng Wan opened her mouth, but before answering, Ah Wan next to her nodded frantically:
"Zhenjun and Daojun have been together."
"A few days ago, Taoist Lord combed Zhenjun's hair."
"..."
Zheng Wan became angry from embarrassment: "Ah Wan!"
Awan blinked his big eyes aggrievedly:
"Ah Wan didn't tell a lie."
"Wan Wan!"
Wang Shi persuaded him from the side: "My daughter has grown up, and she has her own ideas, so don't interfere too much."
Zheng Zhai pointed at her, his hands trembled for a while, then he put it down slumpedly, and said:
"Forget it, if you are really happy, Aye will not be that villain, so he will invite that kid back for a meal."
At this time, the door was knocked "tuk-tuk-tuk" from the outside.
Awan jumped up suddenly, and went to open the door with a rattling sound:
"It must be the Taoist Lord!"
Zheng Wan: ...
What cold sword fairy
She missed it.
It is clear that he is a cunning, treacherous and cunning person.
The author has something to say: Wang Zai Zai:
The ancients said that saving the country with curves is a must.
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