The two brothers sat there in a daze, lost in their own thoughts. However, Fu Mingrui was melancholy, while Fu Minghui was excited by the novelty.
That night, the brothers Duanmu Qingchen and Duanmu Jinhong were also distracted.
Lian Youyou said that if they wanted to exchange, they both needed to be willing. But this time, it was Duanmu Qingchen who was unwilling. When he exchanged the throne, Duanmu Qingchen was so straightforward, and this time, even the immortal position made him unshakable.
Duanmu Jinhong and Duanmu Qingchen walked together in the quiet path of the palace. First, Duanmu Jinhong couldn't understand why Duanmu Qingchen didn't want to change back. Second, Duanmu Qingchen couldn't understand why Lin Shiyue and Duanmu Jinhong, who were immortals, wanted to be themselves even though they could get the throne.
Between him and him, who is stupid
The autumn night after the rain is exceptionally quiet. Lian sits alone in the yard, looking up at the night sky after the rain. The blue clouds are misty and the moonlight is dim. She holds a handful of melon seeds in her hand and coughs slowly and leisurely.
Lin Tingjun dragged the recliner to Lian Youyou's side, lay down, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, returning to his previous lazy look: "You unsealed the black flame, did you feel something?"
"Pfft." Lian spit out the melon seed shells slowly, "I feel deeply lonely and want to find a normal man to sleep with."
"Puff! Cough cough cough!" Lin Tingjun was lying on the recliner. A mouthful of saliva choked his throat and his face turned red from coughing.
Lian Youyou looked at him with a smile and continued to eat melon seeds.
"I don't want to bother with you." Lin Tingjun crossed his arms over his chest, turned his back to Lian Youyou and began to yawn.
"Where is Heiyan?" Lian Youyou asked when she saw that only Lin Tingjun came out.
“If I come out, he naturally won’t come out.” Lin Tingjun chuckled and snorted, “I didn’t expect that I would also be jealous of the devil…” Lin Tingjun muttered with his eyes closed, feeling aggrieved.
Lian Youyou ate melon seeds and smiled at him, like a landlord's wife: "Then you are the main god, I don't care if you have three wives and four concubines."
The word "Lord God" made Lin Tingjun's face tense instantly. Although he had experienced a lot since coming to Jiumen, the intensity of labor in Jiumen was really not as strong as Jiutian, not to mention that he still had time to sleep and daydream.
The word "gods" is like an invisible mountain. Once mentioned, one will feel suffocated, chest tightness and dizziness.
Lin Tingjun felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart at the word "Lord God".
He frowned and turned to Lian Youyou: "Then will you do it?" He asked cautiously, not even daring to look at Lian Youyou.
"No." Lian Youyou answered directly, "Puff!" She spat the melon seed shells in front of Lin Tingjun, "If you become the Lord God, I will come down and I will not go back. I don't care which woman you are with, as long as you don't disturb my carefree life."
"You just abandoned me like that?!" Lin Tingjun opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at Lian Youyou, unable to believe her coldness.
Lian Youyou said indifferently, "There are still people here who are willing to be my male concubine. Why should I be so desperate as to become the main god who fights and kills every day? Aren't you tired?"
Lin Tingjun closed his eyes weakly, "You are indeed heartless..." He tried hard to squeeze out a drop of crystal tears from the corner of his eye.
Lian leaned over to look, and the teardrops were so round that they were reflected in the bright moon in the night sky.
"Hey, do you want to make an appointment now?" Lian Youyou asked above Lin Tingjun.
Lin Tingjun opened his eyes immediately, and without hesitation, he put his arms around Lian Youyou's neck and kissed her lips. This woman who made all men crazy about her really made him tired.
The kiss was deep and lasted for a long time. The moon came out from the clouds and sprinkled the clear moonlight in this quiet courtyard. She broke through the nine layers of the boundary wall to follow him. This love cannot be described even with the most gorgeous words.
Lin Tingjun slowly loosened his arms, and Lian Youyou looked down at him with clear eyes: "I broke through the nine-layer boundary wall for you, what can you do for me?"
Lin Tingjun raised his hand and suddenly pinched Lian Youyou's face: "I will let you be the main god and have handsome men from all six realms."
"Hahaha—you are really generous." Lian Youyou leaned over Lin Tingjun, "But I just want to be alone now."
"tired?"
"kindness."
"Then we can be alone. We are not in a hurry... not in a hurry..." Lin Tingjun gently put his arm around Lian Youyou's shoulders and patted her lightly. He knew what she was thinking. She was too tired to be in love, just like him. He was reluctant to leave the mortal world because he could be so intimate with her in the mortal world. "Ten thousand years have passed. I don't care about one or two years..."
Lian Youyou smiled faintly on his chest. Only in the mortal world could they have such a moment to hug each other. Up there, it was not that they didn't dare to think about it, but that they didn't have time.
"What are you trying to test Fu Mingrui for?" Lin Tingjun felt a little sympathetic towards Fu Mingrui. First, he was humiliated by them and his memory was wiped, and now, he was humiliated by Lian Youyou again.
"Was that humiliating?" Lian Youyou left Lin Tingjun's chest and sat aside to continue eating melon seeds.
Lin Tingjun's eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No, of course not! Above the Nine Heavens, the male gods who want to be your male concubine have to line up..." He said this with great guilt, but it was the truth. The male gods of the Nine Heavens were not as awkward as Fu Mingrui, and the God Realm respected the strong, so they did not think of themselves as male concubines, and were proud to serve the female war goddess Lian Youyou.
"Hiss—I didn't expect Duanmu Qingchen to be so open." Duanmu Qingchen really surprised Lin Tingjun. Logically, a prince in the mortal world should have a stronger sense of self-esteem than Fu Mingrui, but he did what he said without hesitation or hesitation. It can be seen that Duanmu Qingchen's admiration for Lian Youyou is more than just love, which made him obsessed and completely forget his identity. As long as he can be with Lian Youyou, he is willing to do anything.
“Humph.” Lian Youyou also laughed, biting the melon seed shell and smiling brightly, “Silly prince… he’s mean, it’s fun to be with him, but the awkward Fu Mingrui makes people feel the purity of love, well… I can’t choose, you help me choose.”
Lian Youyou turned around and looked at Lin Tingjun with a sly smile.
Lin Tingjun lazily folded his hands behind his head and closed his eyes with a bored look on his face: "Do you think I should be jealous now or not? I'm afraid of being beaten by you."
Lian Youyou looked at Lin Tingjun and smiled for a while, then suddenly became serious. She raised her head and stared at the night sky, which had become clear without her knowing when. "Bottom line, I'm testing the bottom line."
"Who? Fu Mingrui?" Lin Tingjun opened his eyes again, his pupils as bright as the starry sky.
"Yes." Lian Youyou's expression suddenly became as deep as the night. "I don't lack men who love me. What I lack is talents who can assist me. So, I have to know Fu Mingrui's bottom line and can't let him become a plaything of love. If he does that, he has no right to stay by my side."
Lin Tingjun's eyes gradually deepened as he looked at Lian Youyou. It turned out that she had not been choosing a man, but a male minister! (To be continued)