The Fifth Highness is still being deceived

Chapter 30

When Yu Linyun arrived at the study, Jing Feirong was already crying beyond human form. One was ecstatic, the other was collapsed due to grievances. After waiting for so long, Dijun finally came back to life. That's good, but Dijun completely forgot about him. So what to do?

Chu Yanchuan sat on the couch, and Jing Feirong sat slumped at his feet, lying on his lap and crying.Jing Feize and the others didn't persuade them, the fifth brother forbeared for too long, let him vent it all at once, and besides, being completely forgotten by his wife who was thinking about it...it was really hurtful.

"Yanchuan." After nearly 8000 years, Yu Linyun looked at Chu Yanchuan, even though he knew that he had lost all his memory, he still couldn't help asking, "Do you still remember me?"

Chu Yanchuan shook his head, paused, and said, "But I think you are very familiar."

"Wow!" Jing Feirong cried even worse. The emperor has an impression of Yu Linyun, but he can't remember himself at all. This is too sad!

At the beginning of Chu Yanchuan's resurrection, the soul of Yuanshen was still a little unstable, so Jing Feize arranged a room for him to rest and recuperate first.Jing Feirong and Yu Linyun stood on the porch outside the room, Jing Feirong was overwhelmed with grief, couldn't stop sobbing, hiccupped from crying, kept looking at the door while wiping away his tears, for fear that his emperor would slip away again up.

Yu Linyun patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, stop crying, don't let Yan Chuan think that you only cry."

Jing Feirong whimpered and said, "People just cry..."

Yu Linyun looked at him, smiled, and said, "What are you going to do next?"

"In a few days, I'll take Dijun back to Yunzi Mountain..." Jing Feirong said with a whimper, "That's where he lived, so I'll just stay with him and not go anywhere."

"Well, Yan Chuan just woke up and doesn't remember anything, so you should stay with him every step of the way."

"Father..." Jing Feirong wiped away his tears, tried his best to calm his sobs, and asked hoarsely, "How did the emperor come back to life?"

Yu Linyun told everything truthfully, Jing Feirong was silent for a long time after hearing this, and said, "Thank you, Father."

"Go and thank the Heavenly Emperor." Yu Linyun smiled, "I don't remember the past, so I let it pass, but Yanchuan can wake up again, it is indeed thanks to the Heavenly Emperor."

Not only did he want to thank the Emperor of Heaven, Yu Linyun also wanted to ask the Emperor of Heaven how he did such a thing when he married his best friend to his youngest son.

"Father...do you want to reconcile with your father?"

Yu Linyun said lightly: "Since I don't remember, there is no relationship between us, and there is no need to be involved."

Jing Feirong nodded: "Well, father can do whatever he wants."

"I want to take Yanchuan away and take care of him alone." Yu Linyun said.

Jing Feirong immediately shouted with a runny nose, "That's impossible!"

After finally surviving until dawn, Jing Feirong knocked on the door carefully and asked, "Dijun, are you awake?"

"Ah."

"May I come inside?"

"Ah."

Jing Feirong opened the door and went in. The window beside the bed was open, and the morning breeze blew the veil. Jing Feirong ran to close the window and said, "It's too cold, you'll catch a cold."

Chu Yanchuan sat on the bed hugging the quilt, hadn't changed yet, and looked straight at Jing Feirong.Jing Feirong plucked up the courage to meet his gaze - just looking at him made him want to cry.He walked to the side of the bed, sat down slowly, and asked, "Dijun, is there any discomfort?"

Dijun shook his head, still looking at him.

Embarrassed, Jing Feirong leaned closer and asked, "Dijun, do you think of me a little bit?"

Dijun shook his head again.

Jing Feirong asked again: "Dijun, can I hug you?"

Dijun hesitated this time, then nodded.

Jing Feirong stretched out his hand, slowly embraced Chu Yanchuan, and put him in his arms little by little.He missed this person, his body, his smell, for too long...Jing Feirong's nose was sore, tears fell down again, he said: "Dijun, please touch my head, I miss you so much .”

Over the years, every time I dreamed of you, you would touch my head, now do it again.

Chu Yanchuan didn't speak, raised his hand and gently touched Jing Feirong's head, then asked, "Why do you miss me? Are you my son?"

Jing Feirong raised his head, tears hung on his chin: "..."

Chu Yanchuan looked at him, as if he wanted to find his own shadow on his face, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Could it be, grandson?"

"Yes..." Jing Feirong held back for a long time, but still couldn't help it, he said, "I am your husband!"

Chu Yanchuan was a little surprised: "Is this reasonable?"

"How unreasonable!" Jing Feirong was excited when his legal spouse status was questioned, "How can the emperor not believe it!"

"How old are you?" Chu Yanchuan asked him.

Jing Feirong was confused: "It's almost eight thousand years old..."

"what about me?"

Jing Feirong was at a loss: "Tens of thousands of years..."

Chu Yanchuan stopped talking, and looked at him with an expression of "Look, with such an age difference, you say you are my husband, who would believe that?"

"You can't just look at age!" Jing Fei said impatiently, "Our marriage certificate is still in the heaven, it's all written on it! Dijun, your soul was unstable at the time, and I even crossed the dragon spirit for you. Let's go together Go to the world to celebrate the Lantern Festival and set off lanterns, Dijun, you know that I like to eat white peach candied fruit, and you often bring me...the lantern and candied fruit, which are in the study of eldest brother, I will go and show you..."

As he spoke, he was about to get up, but Chu Yanchuan held his hand and said, "Okay, I believe it." His tone was like coaxing a child, and Jing Feirong looked at him with red eyes.

"You're angry." Chu Yanchuan said.

"No." Jing Feirong hugged him again, and said sullenly, "I'm not willing."

It's just a pity that you have forgotten, and you don't know how much I like you.

Hugging and hugging, Jing Feirong sniffed the cold fragrance of Chu Yanchuan's body, a little ready to move, he moaned and rubbed against Dijun's side neck, and moved forward a little bit, kissing his chin, kissing Chu Yanchuan didn't resist his face, but just kept looking at him.A certain dragon took an inch and started kissing the corner of Dijun's mouth, licked Dijun's lips, took another bite, and was about to coax Dijun to open his mouth when someone knocked on the door suddenly: "Dijun, are you awake?"

Jing Feirong straightened up abruptly, and looked at Chu Yanchuan with a blushing face. Chu Yanchuan said, "Wake up, please come in."

Hurrah, a group of people walked in, namely Jing Feirong's father and his four older brothers and sisters.

"I said why Feirong disappeared so early in the morning." Jing Feize said with a smile, "It really is at Dijun's place."

Jing Feiyan asked casually: "What are you doing to harass the emperor so early?"

Chu Yanchuan said calmly, "He just kissed me."

Everyone: "..."

Jing Feirong blushed to the neck, got up quickly, and ran out stumbling.

God!Just kiss my wife!Why go through such a social death scene!

Accompanying the emperor to stay on Duanyi Mountain for a few days, saw the wild forest and mountain flowers, forded the river at the foot of the mountain, tasted the delicacies in the world, and familiarized the people who should be familiar with, Jing Feirong coaxed and lied, and asked The emperor went back to Yunzi Mountain with him, and passed the world of two people.

"That's Dijun's original home." Jing Feirong said seriously.

"The original home?" Chu Yanchuan frowned slightly, "What about the later home?"

"My later home is of course my sleeping hall!" Jing Feirong boasted.

The two returned to Yunzi Mountain together, and after a while Jing Feirong remembered that his white peach preserves and lanterns were still in Duanyi Mountain, so he went back to get them, and before leaving, he ordered the servant god to take the emperor to familiarize himself with Yunzi Palace.When he left, Chu Yanchuan kept looking at his back. Jing Feirong ran to the gate of the hall, turned around again, and met Chu Yanchuan's gaze, so he waved to him and said, "Dijun, I'll go out soon. return!"

Chu Yanchuan nodded.

The servant god took him to familiarize himself with the halls: "Emperor, over there is the sleeping hall."

Chu Yanchuan: "Oh, yes."

God servant: "Emperor, this is the main hall."

Chu Yanchuan: "Oh, so."

God servant: "Dijun, this is the study room."

Chu Yanchuan: "Oh, I understand."

Finally, Chu Yanchuan asked, "Where did His Highness the Fifth Prince go?"

God of Samurai: "Your Highness the Fifth Prince went back to the Immortal Realm to fetch things, and he should be back soon. What's the matter with the Emperor?"

Chu Yanchuan sighed lightly, and said, "It's okay, I just miss him."

Jing Feirong who was walking into the study with white peach preserves and lanterns: "???!!!"