Draw a pen and paint again

On October [-]th, after lunch, the sky that had been gloomy for several days finally began to drizzle.The autumn rain was cold, but Yan Danqing's palms were even colder.The raindrops fell, and the moment they landed on Yan Danqing's palm, they suddenly condensed into an ice lotus, which bloomed wildly.

"Yan Niang, do you think this ice lotus is more beautiful or the last one? Hmm... I think the first one is the most beautiful. Although it is not the most beautiful, it is the most unique."

Yan Danqing carefully walked into the room with the ice lotus in his hands, but when he walked in excitedly, he saw Gu Qianjue sitting at the table, holding a pen and grinding his eyes indifferently, as if isolated from the world.

Seeing this scene, Yan Danqing was a little unhappy.Since they went out to meet Yin Du a few days ago, Gu Qianjue never allowed him to go out, and although he never went far away from him every day, he kept writing.Every time Yan Danqing peeked out of curiosity, he was always spotted by Gu Qianjue. It seemed that he had eyes behind his back, and they immediately hid them tightly, so he couldn't see them at all.

It's the same this time.

Gu Qianjue quickly put the things into the storage bag, reached out and hugged him tightly.Yan Danqing sat on his lap, not to mention peeking, unable to move at all.

"What the hell are you writing about? It's mysterious."

After a while, Yan Danqing pouted and glanced at the ice lotus that had fallen to the ground and turned into pieces of ice crystals. "It's all right now, it was broken by you again, I managed to condense one flower."

His spiritual power has not yet recovered, and the battle is imminent, and he is stepping up recovery every day, but these days, not only has he not recovered any spiritual power, but he is very sleepy, even worse than before.It was for this reason that Gu Qianjuan refused to let him go out.

"..."

Gu Qianjue looked at Yan Danqing who suddenly fell asleep in her arms, her eyes were as soft as water, but there were undetectable waves deeply hidden.Just sitting there holding Yan Danqing quietly like this, Gu Qianjue sometimes looked at the drizzle outside the window, and sometimes stroked Yan Danqing's long black hair.

"A Nuan...Actually, I have been writing your name." That is a unique name that belongs only to you.

……

When Yan Danqing woke up again, it was already sunset.He is not tall and very light in weight, but at this moment he is a ghost with a heavy ghost. Even if Gu Qianjuan's cultivation level is not low, Yan Danqing sits on his lap for a long time, but his legs are numb and unable to move.

Seeing him suffering and still resisting, Yan Danqing wanted to laugh and felt distressed, finally he shook his head and knelt down, massaged himself, so that he could recover faster.

The rain has stopped, but it is still gloomy, as if the sky is very close and is about to fall down.The judge and the master of Pavilion Shen Xiao stood in the front hall with their hands behind their backs, talking in a low voice, while Granny Meng rested her cheeks on her hands and looked at the sky outside, as if she had never heard of their conversation.

He doesn't have the ability to predict the future, but half of his dream has come true.He knew that Yan Danqing must have dreamed about it too, today is NO.14, when the rain starts again, Gu Qianjue will leave and return to the fairyland to be punished.This has nothing to do with him at all, but it will happen tomorrow, and the moment when the snow falls on the city tomorrow... will be a nightmare for the rest of his life.

Just when Po Meng frowned and felt unwilling, Yan Danqing ran over, smiled and sat beside Po Meng, lifted up the newly condensed ice lotus in his palm, and hurriedly asked: "Brother, tell me, is this ice lotus beautiful?" ?”

Yan Danqing liked to use his extremely cold physique to make these gadgets when he was young. Ice lotus was the first kind he condensed, and it was also the one he was most proud of.At this moment, Po Meng seemed to see the young Yan Danqing stumbling towards him, while protecting the ice lotus in her hand, she raised her head and said to him innocently: "Senior brother, look quickly, this ice lotus was formed by me just now... …I can already control the chill.”

Po Meng stared at the ice lotus in a daze, under Yan Danqing's constant questioning, he came back to his senses, still the same as before, glared at him, and said: "Don't do it again."

He remembered the things at that time, it was beautiful, but there were many bad things.Because of his different physique from ordinary people, Yan Danqing was excluded in Xianren Pavilion.At that time, he was very timid and timid, and he couldn't control his own cold at all.Furthermore, he was the youngest, but worshiped under the pavilion master, and became Po Meng's senior brother, as well as the other disciples of the Immortal Pavilion.

The disciples of Xianren Pavilion don't like him, Yan Dan knows it even though he is young, otherwise he wouldn't be clinging to himself who treats him indifferently and only talks to him because of his master's entrustment.Thinking about it, Meng Po suddenly gave a wry smile, looked at Yan Danqing, and asked, "Where's Yun Lingjun? Why isn't he with you?"

Yan Danqing snorted, raised his eyebrows, melted away the ice lotus, clapped his hands and said, "My legs are numb, I'll be here in a while." As he said that, Gu Qianjue just came in, and heard Yan Danqing say that in a strange way. Sentence - legs, numbness, his whole body is not good again.His whole body was paralyzed and he stood there in a daze, in a dilemma.

Hearing this, the Pavilion Master of Pavilion Shenxiao turned his head and gave Gu Qianjuan a cold look, whispered a few words to the judge before walking over, passed by Yan Danqing and did not forget to glance at him, but when he looked at Yan Danqing, he was more concerned It is helpless.Yan Danqing has never been afraid of ordinary people, but he is in awe of the owner of Shenxiao Pavilion, because he is Gu Qianjuan's father.

"Father." Gu Qianjue said respectfully. "I hope my father will be happy."

perfect...

Yan Danqing and Po Meng stood up abruptly, and looked at Gu Qianjuan in astonishment, with disbelief on their faces.If the dream is true, then the next second, the Pavilion Master of Pavilion Shen Xiao will be furious and punish Gu Qianxuan to kneel in the ancestral hall.

"You..." Yan Danqing raised his hand and faltered for a long time, but he was so shocked that he couldn't say a complete sentence.

He clearly remembered that in his dream, when he was in a coma and before the judge arrived, there were only Gu Qianjue and his father in the entire front hall.He thought that everything in the afternoon did not match his dream, and things might change, but now, his whole body was like a thunderbolt, and his mind was in turmoil.

Granny Meng was the first to react, flicking her sleeves and snorting coldly: "I don't agree. Ah Nuan is my younger brother, and the eldest brother is like a father. Even if your father agrees, I will not agree."

Gu Qianjue lowered her head and knelt on the ground with a firm attitude.The Pavilion Master of Pavilion Shen Xiao was startled by Po Meng's words, and only then regained his composure.

He knew that Yan Danqing was the King of Pluto, and like Gu Qianjue's mother, he was destined not to belong to this world. If he forced him to stay, there would be only one end - his soul would return to heaven and earth, and the vastness would not exist.Besides, Yan Danqing is a man, although the daughter he gave birth to is not as soft and beautiful as his daughter...

The whole afternoon, he and the judge were talking about this matter, but right now, Gu Qianjuan wanted to be perfect without warning, Meng Po resolutely refused, and Yan Danqing didn't express his position, which made him suddenly unsteady.

"I...I..." Yan Danqing was so anxious that he was about to cry, he suddenly felt wronged.At the moment when his tears fell, there was a loud thunder in the sky, the golden light overflowed, the torrential rain was crazy, and the tiles rolled up and hit the eaves with a clatter.

Everyone in Shen Xiao Pavilion was alarmed by this golden thunder and went out to look. .

In the front hall, Gu Qianjue had already stood up, standing in front of the door and staring at the person in the heavy rain.The man was surrounded by immortal energy in white clothes with golden thread borders to protect him from the rain, and covered his face with an extremely smooth golden mask, and an extremely indifferent voice came out from behind the mask. "Your Highness Cheng Qing, long time no see."

The moment he heard the thunder, Yan Danqing clenched his fists and trembled with excitement.He recognized the voice, and he also recognized the mask, but he hadn't noticed the six-petal snow family pattern on the man's mask. The family pattern was different from Yan Danqing's, it was black.

Po Meng and the judge had never seen the Immortal Emperor, and while shocked, they were overwhelmed by his huge aura, barely able to stand there without retreating.Even the underworld officials are like this, let alone mortals. At this moment, except for them in the front hall and Gu Zichun who is cleaning in the ancestral hall, everyone in Shenxiao Pavilion retreats under this pressure, and then they remain motionless like wooden sculptures, looking like they are alive. No breath.

When they came out, no one expected that the Immortal Emperor would come suddenly, so they didn't have a sword, but it didn't matter whether they had a sword or not, the Immortal Emperor didn't give them a chance to make a move.Under this huge coercion, Yan Danqing trembled all over, his face turned pale, he was afraid.Obviously, there was a sharp gaze looking straight at him from behind the mask. The Immortal Emperor didn't come to look for Gu Qianjuan, but...

"Xiao Qing." The Immortal Emperor smiled, although through the mask, everyone could feel what kind of smiling face was behind the mask.

While Yan Danqing was scared, he was also a little familiar.Xiaoqing... No one has ever called him that.No, there was a man, a man called him that.Yan Danqing looked at Gu Qianjue suddenly, a little unbelievable, and even more doubtful in his heart.Thousands of years ago, he actually met Gu Qianjue before he went to Murong Mansion, but Gu Qianjue didn't seem to remember, it was on the street, and Gu Qianjue mistook him for an acquaintance.

"You're right." The Immortal Emperor said lightly, stretched out a hand to him in the tone of a thousand years ago, and said, "Xiaoqing."

Yan Danqing moved forward subconsciously, walked up to Gu Qianjue, and asked him, "You said Yanniang was you, but you're bluffing me?"

"No."

"You said that under the acacia tree in Murong Mansion, you and I met for the first time, but it was fake?"

"No."

Yan Danqing took a deep breath and said, "Fu Song thinks about the foot of the mountain. You called me Xiaoqing, but is it true?"

"No."

Gu Qianjue always liked to hide his uneasiness with silence, but this time he didn't.

"No..." It wasn't the two words that were deeply seared in Yan Danqing's heart, if that person wasn't Gu Qianjue, who could it be?

"You?" The more hostility in Yan Danqing's eyes, the more doubts in his heart.He pointed to the Immortal Emperor who was not affected by the heavy rain, and said word by word: "No matter who you are, don't call me that. I am Yan Danqing, not Cheng Qing."

"Your Highness." The judge exclaimed, and hurriedly stopped him: "You can't talk nonsense."

Yan Danqing didn't say any more, but turned around with a cold snort.The Immortal Emperor was still standing there, as if he could see that contemptuous smile behind his smooth mask.

"You will remember. The name Chengqing has always belonged to you only."

The author has something to say:

Let yourself go [-], the more complicated the plot, the better it looks (fake)