The next day, Ji Chaoyun and Feng Qi set off back to Hongmeng Mountain by immortal carriage.
Feng Qi glanced at Ji Chaoyun, who was drinking tea calmly, and shrank his body to the corner, humming and rubbing his waist, as if he was silently complaining about something.
"..." Ji Chaoyun was finally defeated by the persistent humming of Second Highness Feng, and put down the tea cup, "Does it really hurt so much?"
Feng Qi looked up at him and nodded.
Ji Chaoyun: "Then how can we do it?"
"I'll be fine if you kiss me." Feng Qi rogue smiled, "Sit on your lap and kiss."
"… "
Ji Chaoyun took a deep breath, wishing to return to three hundred years ago and shake himself awake who had been fascinated by a certain phoenix. Why in the past did he feel that this phoenix gentleman's style was pure-hearted and few desires.
It's all a lie. Ji Chaoyun thought angrily.
Feng Qiyou complained: "Don't look at me like that, who told you not to let me in the house yesterday, so I slept outside for most of the night."
Yesterday, Feng Qi tried to coax Ji Chaoyun into agreeing to spiritual practice, but he was kicked into the water the next second. When he got up, his little dragon had already swum to the other side of the waterfront, quickly returned to the house, and locked the door with a spell from inside.
Feng Qi called the door to no avail, so he could only stay on the reclining chair in the courtyard for half the night, and was not called back by the soft-hearted Ji Chaoyun until the second half of the night.
His Royal Highness Feng Er was used to sleeping on a soft tent bed, and was so aggrieved that he started screaming for back pain early this morning.
- How fake it is to pretend.
In the past few days, Ji Chaoyun has been asking himself, why he has not been able to recognize the identity of this person for a long time, it must be because Feng Qi is too thick-skinned and lacks the bearing and majesty of the ancient gods.
Feng Qi looked at Ji Chaoyun's expression, restrained his joking, and asked carefully: "Chaoyun, I said yesterday that I wanted to be with you... Are you really so angry?"
"I-I'm not angry."
"Why is that?"
Ji Chaoyun's ears were a little hot, and he said crampedly: "That kind of thing requires three media and six hires, and it can only be done after marriage. How can we... How can we be so frivolous."
"Light..." Feng Qi couldn't believe it, "but we didn't—"
"Shut up." Ji Chaoyun said, "It was an accident, it doesn't count."
"Okay, even if that time doesn't count." Feng Qi said again, "But we are already married in the Banyan Tree Clan, and it's not enough to have your Grandpa Tree and the Tree Demon Clan as witnesses?"
Ji Chaoyun said: "There is still a lack of worship, it is not considered a ceremony."
"..." Feng Qi was silent for a moment, then got up and walked out.
Ji Chaoyun: "Where are you going?"
Feng Qi: "I'll turn the fairy carriage now, and we'll go back to the Banyan Tree Clan to complete the wedding ceremony."
"… no kidding."
Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun looked at each other for a moment, then sat back down in frustration: "You just rely on me to like you... or whatever, just listen to you."
"Where did you listen to me?" Ji Chaoyun retracted his gaze and asked in a low voice, "Don't you Phoenix clan take these things very seriously? You are so... not afraid of being punished by clan rules?"
Feng Qi was stunned on the spot: "Punishment by clan rules? Who told you this?"
"It's you—" Ji Chaoyun paused and whispered, "Feng Xiao said it."
"..."
Ji Chaoyun said: "Feng Xiao said that the Phoenix family attaches great importance to etiquette. According to the Phoenix family's rules, intimacy is not allowed before marriage, otherwise it will be severely punished."
"… "
"That bastard... Cough, no, I mean..." Feng Qi gritted his teeth, trying his best to keep his voice steady, "The Feng Clan has no such rules, he lied to you."
"what?"
Feng Qi reluctantly pressed his eyebrows, feeling a headache: "Why don't you think about it, Feng Xiao is the god of the sky and the ancestor of the Phoenix clan, who would dare to punish him with clan rules?"
Ji Chaoyun was skeptical: "But he clearly said..."
"There is really no such rule. If you don't believe me, write to my brother and ask me to go."
Ji Chaoyun: "Then... why did he lie to me?"
Feng Qi stared at that handsome and beautiful face, as if through that face, he could see Ji Chaoyun three hundred years ago.
Xiaolong, who has just come of age, is sincere and soft, and he is not deep in the world, and he believes everything he says.
It's as simple as a flawless piece of white jade, making people want to hold it in the palm of his hand, but how can he be willing to touch him.
After a long silence, Feng Qi covered his face and said sourly, "Don't ask, if you keep asking, I want to fight Feng Xiao even more."
Bastard Feng Xiao.
Xian Nian soon arrived at Hongmeng Academy.
Ji Chaoyun stood in front of the stone tablet of Hongmeng Academy, looking at the glazed golden dome hidden in the clouds for a long time, and it felt as if he had passed away.
In fact, they have only left the academy for more than two months, but now their mood is completely different.
A gust of cold wind blew in front of the mountain gate, and Ji Chaoyun shivered in fear of the cold, just as he was about to close his clothes, he was completely wrapped in a plush cloak from behind.
Ji Chaoyun was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to meet Feng Qi's gaze.
Feng Qi carefully wrapped the cloak, put on the hood, and took the person into his arms: "Let's go, Qufeng will not be cold anymore."
The cloak had just been baked in the chariot for a long time, and it was so warm that no cold wind could penetrate it.
"What's wrong?"
"No, it's fine... let's go."
The two set foot on the 10,000-level long steps in front of Hongmeng Academy. Feng Qi always hugged Ji Chaoyun tightly and did not let go.
Ji Chaoyun struggled uncomfortably: "Let go of me..."
"Aren't you cold? If I hug you tighter, it won't be cold."
"But if you go further up, you will be seen."
"Let them see it, I wish the whole world would see it. So that there will always be someone coveting you."
"… what did you call me?"
"Cough, no, you heard wrong."
However, Feng Qi could no longer stick to Ji Chaoyun. The two of them had just set foot on the plaza on the front mountain, and immediately a deacon disciple came forward to greet them, saying that several immortals had been waiting in the council hall for a long time, and asked Feng Qi to come back to see them immediately.
Feng Qi was very unhappy in his heart, and insisted on sending Ji Chaoyun to the Disciple Peak teleportation station. When he saw him stepping into Wen Qufeng's teleportation formation, he followed the Deacon Disciple unwillingly.
Ji Chaoyun passed through the teleportation formation and arrived at Wenqu Peak.
After a few months away, the scenery on Wenqu Peak is still the same, and the warm wind is slowly blowing away the chill on Ji Chaoyun.
He took off his cloak and hugged it in his arms, walking slowly into the bamboo forest.
The bamboo forest that he had cut down before has been replanted by Feng Qi, and there is no trace of damage to it. After passing through the bamboo forest, they came to the courtyard where the two lived.
The sound of footsteps made a pond of koi wander around. Ji Chaoyun stepped on the stone bridge and looked around the familiar courtyard.
It was the same as when they left, but the pond was now full of lotus flowers, and a few koi poked their heads curiously as they walked through the lotus leaves.
"Long time no see." Ji Chaoyun grabbed a handful of fish food and sprinkled it into the water.
Ji Chaoyun played with Koi for a while, but Feng Qi still didn't see him coming back, so he had to go back to the house to sort out his homework.
Hongmeng Academy allows disciples to experience the lower realms, but the Taoist classics that should be read cannot be left behind. If you fail the Taoist test when classes resume, there will be no less punishment.
Fortunately, Ji Chaoyun has always been hardworking, and has already memorized those Taoist scriptures proficiently.
He took out a scripture that needed to be reviewed, sat down on the bamboo couch in the courtyard, and began to read it.
The Taoist scriptures have always been Ji Chaoyun's specialty, and reciting the scriptures is almost unforgettable, and it doesn't take much effort at all. But today he was absent-minded. After reading two sentences, he couldn't help but look up at the door. Half an hour passed without memorizing a page, and he was even a little sleepy.
"Why haven't you come back..." Ji Chaoyun yawned and muttered softly.
It's not a big deal for the immortals to find Feng Qi, but they are still a little worried, and they want to ask the third Prince Long's death cause of death.
Feng Qi's attitude was very sincere, and he repeated the "truth" that he had said countless times, and he almost believed it. He was lectured by several immortals one by one, and was left alone by Tianshu Immortal.
By the time he was finally freed, almost two hours had passed.
Feng Qi had never been in such a hurry as he was today. If it weren't for the fact that the Hongmeng Academy was not allowed to travel in the sky, he would have even wanted to fly back on the spot.
The wind was blowing from the bottom of his feet, and he quickly crossed the front mountain square of Hongmeng Academy, passed through the disciples in twos and threes, and quickly returned to Wenqu Peak.
Bamboo leaves were rolled up by the figure he walked by quickly, and scattered on the ground one after another. Feng Qi stopped in front of the hidden door in the courtyard, adjusted his robes and hair accessories that were scattered due to the hurried walking, and quietly opened the door.
Ji Chaoyun was already asleep.
He closed his clothes and reclined on the bamboo couch, holding the open scroll of the scriptures on his chest. He didn't wear shoes, his legs were hanging in the lotus pond, and he was soft and quiet.
Feng Qi could almost imagine how he sat on the bamboo couch, while boredly poking at the water with his bare toes, reading a book and waiting for him to come back.
He is waiting for his return.
He sat on the bamboo couch facing the courtyard gate, making sure to see Feng Qi coming back as soon as possible.
This thought quietly rose in Feng Qi's heart, from the heart to the limbs seemed to be filled to the brim, and even the fragrance of lotus flowers and bamboo leaves in the air brought a sweet and greasy taste.
From yesterday to today, he still has no sense of reality.
It's like suddenly getting a treasure that he has longed for for a long time, cherishing, rejoicing, but a little unbelievable.
Did he really accept himself
Does he really want to come out of the past
Feng Qi silently walked to the bamboo couch and stared at Ji Chaoyun's peaceful sleeping face.
He seemed to be in a pretty good dream, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, like a kitten basking in the sun in the afternoon.
Feng Qi lowered his head and kissed the other's slightly parted lips.
The kiss was soft and lingering, Ji Chaoyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes in a daze.
"..." He hadn't woken up from his sleep, his eyes were half-closed, but when he felt the familiar aura, he obediently opened his mouth to meet him.
After a brief kiss, Ji Chaoyun rubbed his eyes: "...you're back."
"En." Feng Qi sat down beside him, his voice slightly hoarse, "I'm back."
"Why did it take so long?"
"A lot of things happened in the past two months, and I was asked a few more questions."
"Ask Jun Jue?"
"Yes." Feng Qi lifted his foot in the water, put it on his lap and wiped it with the hem of his clothes, "It's okay, I've already dealt with it."
"That's good."
It could be seen that Ji Chaoyun wasn't particularly awake yet. He looked at Feng Qi's movements with a stunned expression, and did not respond for a while.
Feng Qi turned his head and saw his appearance, and burst out laughing.
"Still so tired?"
"Not sleepy." Ji Chaoyun rubbed his face and closed his eyes, "A little dizzy."
Feng Qi glanced at the bright sun above his head: "The sun is the strongest in the afternoon, can you sleep here without getting dizzy?"
"..."
Ji Chaoyun pushed Feng Qi away and sat up top-heavy. But before he could stand up, Feng Qi suddenly bent down and hugged him.
Ji Chaoyun instantly woke up most of the time: "What are you doing?"
Feng Qi chuckled: "Take you back to your room to wake up."
"… my room is over there."
Just as Feng Qi was about to enter the room, he paused and lowered his head. The eyes of the two silently met in the air, Feng Qi sighed, as if he had compromised something, turned his footsteps and entered Ji Chaoyun's room.
He put Ji Chaoyun on the bed, and then lay down on it himself.
Ji Chaoyun is not as concerned about food and clothing as Feng Qi, the bed is not soft and big enough, and the two adult men lying down are very reluctant.
Ji Chaoyun gave in and was about to speak when Feng Qi suddenly said, "Uncle Fang Cai is taking my pulse for me, and I must start retreating tomorrow."
Ji Chaoyun's movements were stagnant: "Retreat... How long?"
"If it goes well, it will only take ten days. If it doesn't go well..." Feng Qi lowered his eyes and said softly, "I may not be able to participate in the Tianbang Big Competition."
Ji Chaoyun didn't answer for a long time.
After a while, he sighed softly: "It seems that I really have to work harder."
"Ok?"
Ji Chaoyun said: "If you can't participate in the Heavenly Ranking Competition, I have to guard the Dengyun Tower for you."
Feng Qi never thought that he would think so: "Chaoyun..."
"It's okay, you can go." Ji Chaoyun stood up and said seriously, "I won't let Dengyun Tower fall into the hands of others, don't worry."
Those eyes were bright and clear, Feng Qi's heart moved slightly when he saw it, and he lowered his head and pressed him down and kissed him fiercely.
The breathing of the two of them gradually became hot, and Feng Qi paused slightly and asked with a smile, "Didn't you say that intimacy is impossible, why don't you refuse now?"
"..."
"Actually you like it." Feng Qiju looked down at Ji Chaoyun and said softly, "You like me hugging you, and you like me kissing you, right?"
Ji Chaoyun was short of breath, his cheeks were hot, and he was speechless.
Feng Qi didn't rush him. While kissing him, he continued to ask gently, "Tell me, do you like it?"
Ji Chaoyun was so dizzy in his mind that he could hardly think.
After a long time, he replied in a low voice, "... I like it."
That instinctive craving for intimacy, they're the same.
Feng Qi's eyes sank, he straightened up a little and stared at Ji Chaoyun.
"I suddenly began to hope that the Feng Clan really had that kind of discipline, and at least restrained me." Feng Qi's voice was hoarse, as if he was trying his best to suppress something, "...Although it doesn't work much."
"You can't now..."
"Yes, I can't." Feng Qi fell on Ji Chaoyun and smiled bitterly, "You know, before I left the council hall, my uncle told me not to come here, lest my mood be unstable and affect my practice. I can go to his office. Bar… "
"..."
Ji Chaoyun shrank back calmly, trying his best to make himself ignore the scorching heat between the two.
"..." Feng Qi froze for a moment, covering his face, "I'm sorry, I... I'm going to take a shower in the back of the house... "
"...Go quickly." Ji Chaoyun hid himself to the deepest depths. He lowered his eyes unnaturally, bit his lips, and his earlobes were already red.
Feng Qi seemed to realize something: "You..."
Ji Chaoyun didn't dare to look up, his neck was red: "Why don't you go!"
There was a smile in Feng Qi's eyes, and he pulled the person who was almost against the wall back into his arms: "If I leave, what will you do?"
"… No, I don't have to!"
Ji Chaoyun's breath stagnated, and his whole body froze.
In the past, Feng Qi had also helped him like this. But at that time he was caught in the boom period, his consciousness was unknown, and he didn't have much memory.
This was the first time that he faced these soberly.
"Feng, Feng Qi!" Ji Chaoyun was so nervous that his lips and teeth were trembling, and his voice trembled unbelievably, "You are going to retreat tomorrow, you still—"
"rest assured."
Feng Qi stroked his hair soothingly, his voice low and gentle: "I'll help you, nothing else."
The author has something to say:
Here's the thing, three hundred years ago—
Xiaolong: I want to sleep with you ovo
Feng Xiao os: I am tens of thousands of years old, he is two hundred years old, let me be a person.
Feng Xiao: The Feng family does not allow intimacy before marriage.
Xiaolong: ... oh qaq
Feng Qi: Stupid Feng Xiao came out to fight!
Feng Xiao: …