The Fifth Highness is still being deceived

Chapter 15

Jing Feirong was so wronged, he sat down beside the tree, wiped his useless tears, choked and said: "Dijun is too bad, he didn't tell me in advance when he went out to meditate, and left without saying a word , can't be found anywhere, and no one knows where he is."

"Today is the seventh day since Dijun disappeared. I miss him." Jing Feirong raised his head with red eyes, "In the past, a hundred years passed by in the blink of an eye, but now it's hard to bear every single day."

"He handed over the Blighted Swamp to me. After I took over the enchantment, I never noticed any abnormality. Later, I forced the priest of the Blighted Swamp to tell me the truth. Only then did I know that the emperor would clean up the surroundings for me every day. Demon. He even... added a Daoyin Realm outside the barrier to secretly protect the barrier and prevent it from being impacted, so I don't have to work so hard."

"What if the emperor wants to meditate for a hundred or thousand years, what should I do..." Jing Feirong broke down more and more, raised his head and cried, tears kept falling, "I can't wait for him for so long, If that's the case, I'll freeze myself into the sea, don't think about anything and don't do anything, and thaw out when he comes back..."

Chu Yanchuan pressed the center of his brows with some headache, then the sacred tree lowered its branches, and patted Jing Feirong's shoulder lightly.

Jing Feirong sniffed and twitched, looked at the sacred tree, and suddenly said, "No way."

"Dijun loves me so much, he is reluctant to make me wait too long."

Shenshu trembled suddenly: What?

Chu Yanchuan began to reflect on what he did wrong, so that His Highness the Fifth Prince was so sure that he loved him deeply.

Talking about love and love, Jing Feirong stopped crying again. He wiped his tears with his sleeve and began to tell Shenshu about the beauty of married life: "Do you know that Dijun is really beautiful, I have seen countless people in the Six Realms. God, countless people, ghosts, demons, etc., no one has half the appearance of him."

"Dijun is also very gentle, he will worry about my injury, so he gave me a very precious totem. He also accompanied me to the world to spend the Lantern Festival, put off lanterns, and would bring me a bag of white peach preserves on the way to heaven. He knows I like to eat .”

"Emperor doesn't dislike my oral sex period, and let me breastfeed..." Jing Feirong's face began to turn strangely red, and the topic gradually drifted away, "He will allow me to do anything on him, What position do you want to change, just play coquettish with him and he agrees, and let me cum every time..."

Chu Yanchuan began to regret why he came here to meditate.

Jing Feirong himself was so shy when he spoke, he rested his chin on his knees, pulled his sleeves a little embarrassedly, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes gleamed brightly: "Dijun's mouth is so soft, his waist is so soft, his buttocks are so soft. It's also soft, and the legs are long, and it will leave marks on the body if you bite or pinch. I always apologize to Dijun and say that I shouldn't be so cruel. In fact, I am very happy, and I wish Dijun had my teeth marks all over his body... "

He spoke the obscene words sincerely and innocently, with the frankness and sincerity of a young man, as if he wanted to seduce peach blossoms from the tree of God.

"Oh, I admit my mistake." Jing Feirong said for a long time, as if he was ashamed, he suddenly covered his face, then raised his head again, smiled triumphantly, and said, "Oh! I pretended!"

Chu Yanchuan was hardened, his fist was hardened.

"But there is one thing, I am very puzzled." Jing Feirong held his chin with both hands, a little puzzled, "Why is the emperor always silent and refusing to call when he is on the bed?"

"Obviously it sounds nice, especially when he can't help but cry, but he always bites his lip and doesn't say a word, and occasionally yells, it's just..." He turned his head and looked at the tree, and said proudly, "Forget it , how can you, a tree, understand."

Then he reflected again: "Maybe I'm not working hard enough, or the emperor doesn't feel comfortable enough, next time..."

Chu Yanchuan couldn't listen any longer, and put a branch into Jing Feirong's mouth, blocking the bed that he couldn't keep falling out.

"Ah, is the Divine Tree shy?" Jing Feirong took out the branch from his mouth, his eyes, nose, ears and face were red, and he asked curiously, "Can the Divine Tree understand? "

"I only told you a tree, you have to keep it a secret." Jing Feirong touched the branch, "If the emperor finds out, he will be upset."

Chu Yanchuan: Thank you, I am already unhappy.

"I'd rather Dijun lose his temper with me..." Jing Feirong's mood changes faster than the sky in June, and she was shy just now, but now her eyes are filled with tears, and the tears will be gone in a blink Rolling down like money, he cried and said, "At least I can see Dijun, but I don't even know where he is now..."

Later, he said something vaguely while crying, but Chu Yanchuan couldn't hear clearly, and his temple hurt a lot.

This retreat is probably going to end early, after all, a certain little milk dragon has already cried unconsciously, and is quite ready to howl down Suliang Mountain.

After seven days, the heavenly court will meet, and all the gods will go to Lingxiao Palace.Jing Feirong received a report last night that there was a sudden war in the Demon Realm. He led his troops to the Southern Region overnight, and fought all night until this morning.When returning to the Heaven Realm, it was just in time for the morning court, and Jing Feirong went directly to Lingxiao Palace without taking off his battle clothes.

Jing Feiyun walked side by side with him, seeing his sluggish expression, he asked, "But the battle in the Demon Realm is not over yet?"

"It's over, it's impossible to come back if it's not over." Jing Feirong lowered his head and sighed, "It's something else."

His emperor hasn't heard from him yet, so he's dying of anxiety.

The early morning sunlight shone on Jing Feirong's handsome side face, without revealing a trace of life, but he looked more gloomy and melancholy, like a withered flower.Jing Feiyun was about to ask the five younger brothers what kind of setbacks they had suffered in life, and they had been so exhausted during this period of time, but suddenly they heard the surrounding gods discussing.

"Hey?"

"That is……"

"You read that right, it's the first time I've seen the emperor attend the early court in the past ten thousand years..."

As soon as he heard the word "dijun", a certain withered flower suddenly rejuvenated, Jing Feirong suddenly raised his head, his eyes passed through the flowing roads, and he saw the deity standing under the bright morning light, dressed in white clothes better than snow , Qingsi is like a waterfall.

Chu Yanchuan was standing a few feet away, with his wide sleeves folded, looking at him calmly.

"Emperor..."

Before he could finish his murmur, Jing Feirong had already strode over and ran over, the wind blowing the clothes of the gods, like doves fluttering.

He flew in front of the emperor, and under the eyes of everyone, he stretched out his hand to hug him up, turned around in a circle, Chu Yanchuan's clothes flew up, and a snow-colored arc was drawn in mid-air.

"Dijun!" Jing Feirong closed his eyes and sniffed the cold fragrance from Chu Yanchuan's body. A few strands of Dijun's hair fell on the side of his face, soft and cool, his heart was pounding, full of excitement, so happy It's almost about to swing the dragon's tail.

At this moment, Jing Feiyun finally knew what his fifth younger brother was worrying about.

The author has something to say: Jing Feirong: The emperor really loves me!I really don't want to make me wait too long!