The rain gradually stopped and the road was half dry.
The lights illuminate the prosperous capital.
Duanmu Qingchen, wearing a cloak, led Duanmu Jinhong, who was also wearing a cloak, to sneak towards the Nine Gates. Suddenly, they saw Fu Mingrui walking out of the Eighth Gate, and Duanmu Qingchen quickly pulled Duanmu Jinhong to hide aside, and the two of them faced the wall together, as if they wanted to hide themselves in the wall.
Duanmu Qingchen secretly looked at Fu Mingrui. He hadn't seen him for a long time. He was not worried that Fu Mingrui would miss him, because Fu Mingrui would be the happiest if he didn't bother him.
However, in the dim light tonight, why did Fu Mingrui look a little frustrated? His eyes were a little unfocused, like a drunkard who had been heartbroken, or like a lonely soul at dusk, walking slowly behind them.
Duanmu Qingchen had never seen Fu Mingrui like this before, and he was very worried, but he could no longer look for him because he was now Duanmu Jinhong.
Unexpectedly, by becoming Duanmu Jinhong, he lost the most important brother in his life. Thinking of this, his heart ached.
He gritted his teeth, pulled Duanmu Jinhong, and quickly walked into the alley of Jiumen.
White lights have been turned on at the entrance of the Nine Gates, making the city seem particularly quiet in the bustling capital.
This was Duanmu Jinhong's second time coming to Jiumen, and he came in from the main gate.
Lin Tingjun served Lian Youyou her favorite roast duck, beef soup, steamed sea bass and mouth-watering chicken, as well as her favorite vegetables. These dishes were his signature dishes bought from various places and hotels.
Although Lin Tingjun would not make a bowl of loving noodles for Lian Youyou like He Shiqi did, he would buy it.
Heiyan came out wearing a vest, sat down, and took advantage of the situation.
Lin Tingjun's face darkened slightly, and he looked at him coldly. His husband was still standing! What's the matter, you concubine want to take the position
Hei Yan also glared at him coldly. "Youyou unsealed me today. What does this mean? Don't you know what's going on?"
A murderous aura suddenly rose between the two of them. Lian frowned, picked up her chopsticks, and said slowly, "Go in, a guest is coming."
The two men froze, revealing the frustrated look of the young wife at the same time. Well, the mistress is always the most important.
Heiyan stood up angrily and muttered unhappily: "Why are there so many men here today? Humph!" He even took away a pot of wine on the table when he left.
The two men met silently in the backyard, like two neglected concubines, arm in arm, sympathizing with each other, and keeping each other warm.
Lian Youyou scooped herself a bowl of fragrant beef soup and took a sip with enjoyment. She thought about how blessed it was to be a human being. There was delicious food every day and three meals a day.
Duanmu Qingchen and Duanmu Jinhong hurried in from outside the door. When Duanmu Jinhong saw Lian Youyou, he instinctively stopped and stood in the yard, not daring to get any closer.
Duanmu Qingchen was happy: "Oh, Youyou, you are alone!" Duanmu Qingchen rubbed his hands and walked forward to catch up with Lian Youyou's world of two.
"Two men are in the backyard, ready to come out and kill anyone who approaches me." Lian slowly put down the bowl, supported her face with one hand, and looked at Duanmu Qingchen who was about to come over with a smile.
Duanmu Qingchen froze for a moment and asked cautiously, "Which two?"
"What do you think?" Lian Youyou raised an eyebrow at him. Then she looked at Duanmu Jinhong who was standing uncomfortably in the yard, sighed, and turned back to Duanmu Qingchen: "Why, do you want to change it back?"
"No, no, no." Duanmu Qingchen waved his hands repeatedly, shocking Duanmu Jinhong so much that his eyes widened.
"I have finally gained my freedom, how can I want to exchange it back? I just came to ask, Youyou, am I no longer the Purple Star now?" Duanmu Qingchen stared at Lian Youyou with Duanmu Jinhong's narrow eyes.
Lian Youyou looked at him again, then looked at Duanmu Jinhong who was also a little nervous, and nodded: "Fate has been exchanged, you are of course not a Purple Star now."
Duanmu Qingchen immediately looked disappointed: "Even if we die, we can't get it back?"
Lian Youyou grinned, her smile was evil and cunning: "Now you know how powerful the Karma Ring is. Tsk tsk tsk, that's a divine object that all the gods and demons in the Nine Heavens want, and it's used on you, and you still don't know how happy it is?"
Duanmu Qingchen continued to look at Lian Youyou disappointedly: "So I have always been a mortal?"
Lian Youyou looked at him with a smile: "Why, do you regret it? What you exchanged is not a simple throne, but an immortal position!" Lian Youyou turned around and smiled at Duanmu Jinhong who didn't dare to approach him in the yard, "Duanmu Jinhong, congratulations, you picked up an immortal for free~~"
Duanmu Jinhong stood there in shock. Was Duanmu Qingchen really the Purple Star? At first, he thought he was just calling himself the Purple Star, because everyone knew that Duanmu Qingchen always liked to brag.
"Do you regret it now?" Lian glanced at Duanmu Qingchen.
Duanmu Qingchen lowered his head in disappointment: "I originally thought that I was a Purple Star, so even if I died in the future I could still follow you, but now..."
Lian Youyou was slightly surprised: "So... you regret that you are afraid that you won't be able to follow me in the future?"
"Yes." Duanmu Qingchen lifted up Duanmu Jinhong's face, "My goddess, you know, I am absolutely devoted to you! As the prince, I have to put the country first, and it is my responsibility to carry on the family line, so I don't think I am qualified to say I love you. But now, I am free!" Duanmu Qingchen became excited again and spread out his hands, "I am Duanmu Jinhong now, I don't have to carry on the family line, and I can keep my body for you!" Duanmu Qingchen clenched his fists, as if swearing an oath.
Duanmu Jinhong stood in the yard in a daze. This was the first time he saw Duanmu Qingchen like this, a completely infatuated love-sick person.
Lian Youyou couldn't help but look deeply at Duanmu Qingchen. She was moved by his infatuation and persistence. She smiled and started to bite the chopsticks. Duanmu Qingchen was a little silly, but very much to her liking.
"Would you mind that my appearance has changed?" Duanmu Qingchen touched his face. "Although I'm not as handsome as before, it's still me, still me!" Duanmu Qingchen patted his chest anxiously.
Duanmu Jinhong couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this. The arrogant and conceited Duanmu Qingchen he was familiar with was back again.
"No." Lian Youyou answered straightforwardly, "This way I will feel like I'm with two men, um... not bad, not bad."
Duanmu Qingchen was stunned, and his smile became a little stiff. Why did he have a complicated feeling that he was being cheated on by himself
Lian Youyou raised her chopsticks and pointed them at Duanmu Qingchen's face: "Do you think that you are qualified to be by my side just because you are a Purple Star? Your brother Fu Mingrui is a Wenqu Star, but he also left in frustration, didn't he?"
Duanmu Qingchen was shocked. It turned out that Fu Mingrui was like that because of Lian Youyou? What did Lian Youyou say to Fu Mingrui? What made him so depressed? (To be continued)