The Fifth Highness is still being deceived

Chapter 32

After a while, Yu Linyun came to Yunzi Mountain to visit Chu Yanchuan, he walked into the courtyard and saw Jing Feirong and Chu Yanchuan were sitting on the steps making crickets out of straw.The delicate Fifth Highness almost sat on Dijun's lap, hugged him tightly, Chu Yanchuan weaved crickets seriously, Jing Feirong acted like a baby seriously, touched Dijun's ears, played with his hair and kissed his face again, clinging tightly to him, and speaking in a childish voice: "Dijun, let's go to the mortal world to play in a few days and watch them fight crickets, okay?"

His annoying appearance is not like a dragon, but like a worm. If the emperor ignores him for a moment, he will not be able to survive, so Chu Yanchuan did not dislike him, nodded and said, "Okay."

Yu Linyun coughed lightly.

Jing Feirong was stunned for a moment, got up like crawling, staggered two steps, looked at Yu Linyun, and called him blankly: "Father."

Chu Yanchuan raised his head, and exchanged glances with Yu Linyun, both of them smiled.Yu Linyun patted Jing Feirong's head and said, "I want to go out with Yan Chuan."

"Okay." Chu Yanchuan put down the cricket and stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and walked in front of them.

Jing Feirong was in a state of panic now, he grabbed Chu Yanchuan's hand, and asked Yu Linyun, "Where are you going?" Then he turned his head to look at Chu Yanchuan, and asked, "Will you still love me when you come back?"

"Go to the Tianzun Hall and condense the primordial spirit again for Yanchuan." Yu Linyun said, "Why don't you go to the Immortal Realm, I heard that there are scattered demons making trouble recently."

The father said so, Jing Feirong immediately nodded and prepared to go out, but Chu Yanchuan stretched out his hand to hold him, lowered his head and fastened the belt of his right cuff carefully and seriously, if it weren't for Yu Linyun, Jing Fei Rong Fei wanted to grab Di Jun and kiss him a few times.

The primordial spirits of the two were flustered, and they sat together in the Tianzun hall with their eyes closed for half an hour. Yu Linyun opened his eyes and asked, "Can you bear the blame?"

Yu Linyun was worried that Chu Yanchuan would not be able to bear such a clingy, naive, fragile and crying little dragon.

"Don't slander His Highness Fifth Highness behind your back." Chu Yanchuan replied without opening his eyes.

Yu Linyun smiled: "Talking about the youngest son is not considered slander."

Chu Yanchuan raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows, and asked, "Can't you find it in the dry marshes?"

"I can't find it. Fei Ze and I have searched for it several times, but we haven't found any Yuan Ling that contains your memory."

After being silent for a while, Yu Linyun said: "If there is a day when you regain your memory, I don't know if you will still be with Feirong."

"Why do you say that?" Chu Yanchuan frowned slightly.

"Because I don't know if you like Feirong, I'm a little worried that he will get hurt again."

Chu Yanchuan opened his eyes, drooped his eyelashes, and said quietly for a moment, "There's no need to worry about this."

"I like the current Highness very much. If the memory is restored, I will like it even more."

The Fifth Highness who can't do without the emperor for a moment, and the fifth highness whose eyes are full of only the emperor, with such attachment and sincere eyes, sincere and warm embrace, Chu Yanchuan couldn't figure out why he didn't like it.He guessed that he was not good at expressing himself in the past, or he was unable to speak out for various reasons. Now he is blank from the inside to the outside, but after meeting His Highness Fifth, he feels that the beautiful scenery of the world is in his eyes. Even his body was stained with glistening color.

Yu Linyun nodded: "That's good, let's go."

After leaving the main hall, I "met" the Heavenly Emperor, and the Heavenly Emperor saluted Chu Yanchuan: "Emperor."

Chu Yanchuan looked at him expressionlessly, without saying a word, Yu Linyun asked him, "Do you have an impression?"

"No." Chu Yanchuan replied, "But I just don't want to talk to him."

The noble Emperor of Heaven didn't know how to hide his embarrassment.

Yu Linyun said: "Yanchuan's memory..."

Before he finished speaking, the Emperor of Heaven immediately replied: "I have the dragon veins, do you want more?" It seemed that the dragon veins were street goods, which could be taken out and sold by the catty at any time.

"Putting out a dragon vein will lose [-]% of your cultivation base. The Heavenly Emperor is really generous." Yu Linyun said calmly, "I'm not afraid of having no master in the six realms."

"If I was not under the throne of Tianzun but in the heavenly realm on the night of the war, the emperor would not..." The emperor frowned. He was indeed not in the heavenly court that night. After receiving the letter, he hurried to the demon realm. On the way, a priest came to report——Chituo was gone, but His Highness the Third Prince led the sky to the dry marsh to support him, and suffered heavy losses. His Highness Fifth was seriously injured, and the emperor died.

In just one night, the world was turned upside down, and the Fifth Highness disappeared without a trace. Jing Feiyun and Jing Feiyan, who recovered their memories, also fell out with him completely, and Yu Cang, the king of the underworld, took the initiative to resign... All kinds of things, only after learning of Yu Linyun's soul Only when he survived did the Emperor of Heaven taste what it was like to be alive.

"No dragon veins, you use the emperor's spiritual seal, and search thoroughly in the demon world and the heavenly world to see if there is any." Yu Linyun said.

The Emperor of Heaven nodded: "Okay."

Chu Yanchuan said "Thank you" and left with Yu Linyun, but the Heavenly Emperor called out in a hurry, "Linyun."

Yu Linyun turned his head back, and in the ethereal realm, the purple clothes were like satin, and the purple pupils were slightly cold. For a moment, he was in a trance as if he had just seen him for the first time. The Emperor of Heaven was stunned, and said softly: "The peach blossoms in Wangyue Mountain are blooming, will you go and see them with me? "

"I don't know if you still remember... You used to love the white peach candied from Wangyue Mountain."

Yu Linyun looked calm, and said: "I don't remember, and the Emperor of Heaven doesn't need to mention it."

Jing Feirong was sitting on the window sill of the highest pavilion in Duanyi Mountain with a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth. The room was noisy, Jing Feize, Jing Feiyun, Jing Feiyan and Bai Wuchang were playing mahjong.

"How is Yu Cang?" Jing Feize asked.

Yu Cang resigned more than 400 years ago and failed to resign. Although the professional card is no longer required, the Emperor of Heaven has not appointed a new Pluto for a long time.The affairs of the underworld are so important that they cannot be left alone for a day. The kings of the ten halls of Hades took turns to persuade Yu Cang, and forced him back to the position of the king of the underworld.Poor Yu Cang was seriously injured in the Battle of Sealing the Devil, and he was still under the supervision of ten seniors. His whole body was weak, sick and exhausted, and he was like being imprisoned in the Hades.

Before Bai Wuchang could reply, Jing Feiyun said, "Dead."

Bai Wuchang grinned: "Third Highness said that the Lord is dead, so he is dead."

"Then the third brother is going to be a widow." Jing Feiyan said.

Jing Feiyun gave her a hard look.

Jing Feiyan grinned at him fearlessly, then turned to look at the window: "Rongrong, don't you want to fight?"

"..." Jing Feirong ignored her, chewed the grass root of the dog's tail, stared outside, and didn't know what he was looking at.

"I haven't seen the emperor for a month, the child is stupid." Jing Feiyan sighed, "I haven't seen my father for a long time, it's hard."

After Chu Yanchuan and Yu Linyun went out last time and came back, Jing Feirong was ruthlessly told that the emperor would have to meditate for a period of time, and the return date was uncertain.Chu Yanchuan was afraid that Jing Fei would be alone in Yunzi Mountain, so he asked him to stay at Duanyi Mountain, and when the retreat was over, he would come to pick him up.

Jing Feirong's voice was hoarse from crying at that time, hugging Dijun and telling him to take care of himself, don't forget that there is a little dragon waiting for him to go home.The day after Chu Yanchuan left, Jing Feirong went to Suliang Mountain, and carefully touched the sacred tree from top to bottom—the sacred tree had returned to its lush original appearance, but there was no Yuanling inside, and Chu Yanchuan was not in the sacred tree. Retreat among the trees.

It's been a month, and the emperor and father are gone. Jing Feirong became sick with longing, lost his mind, almost slashed Jing Feiyun's head with a sword when he was killing a demon, and was scolded by his third brother angrily.

"I don't know how many highnesses have heard of it? A few days ago, the Heavenly Emperor was summoned to sit by the Heavenly Venerable and was punished." Bai Wuchang played a card and said suddenly.

Jing Feiyun: "I don't know, I don't know."

"What's the matter?" Jing Feiyan asked.

"It is said that Wuyou used the emperor's seal to scoop up the entire six realms. It seems that he is looking for something." Bai Wuchang replied.

"Oh." Jing Feiyan chuckled, "Probably looking for his long-lost conscience."

Jing Feirong lowered his eyes, he thought that the heaven was so big and empty, and his father had been alone for hundreds of years, so he must be a little lonely.

The wind blew, the dogtail grass swayed, Jing Feirong took it out of his mouth, turned his eyes, and suddenly saw a figure standing at the end of the long mountain steps.

From such a long distance, Jing Feirong felt that he had already looked into the eyes of the other party.He was stunned for a moment in disbelief, then he flipped through the window without hesitation and flew down.

Landing on the ground, the two were only a few steps away. Jing Feirong looked at Chu Yanchuan, his heart was beating so fast, not just because of the long absence, but because he saw in those eyes that he was moved by him hundreds of years ago. everything of.

Such calm, cold and focused gazes—the light and the wind and the moon, the clouds and the rosy clouds, the beauty of this world is countless, and it is not as good as the emperor's eyes on him.

"Your Highness Fifth." Chu Yanchuan looked at Jing Feirong and called him.It’s just that we haven’t seen each other for a month, but Chu Yanchuan feels that it’s been many years—it’s true that it’s been many years, just like when he was alone in an illusion, he knew the ending, and he knew that he should leave without thinking about it, but He still couldn't help it, and selfishly and greedily wanted to tell His Highness Fifth that he was the sacred tree.

He didn't want the Fifth Highness to forget him, so at the last moment, he said it, but he never planned to say it.

He is just a god who has lived for a long time, and he has long been ready to sacrifice at any time for a long time.Chu Yanchuan always thought that he could die without hesitation - that was just another way of existence.But at that moment, he actually had nostalgia and reluctance.

The young man's fiery eyes, his pure smile, his intimate hug, every call he made to the emperor...

It turns out that I would also be reluctant.When the primordial spirit dissipated, Chu Yanchuan thought, so this is what it feels like.

It turns out that when I think that I will never see each other again, I will be so regretful.

Jing Feirong's eyes were red, and he ran towards the emperor, his clothes fluttering in the wind, he stretched out his arms to hug Chu Yanchuan, buried his face on the side of his neck, took a deep breath trembling, and then said in a crying voice: " Monarch."

"I miss you so much, I miss you so much."

His emperor finally came back intact, Jing Feirong choked up with some aggrieved words: "You can't separate from me in the future."

"No more." Chu Yanchuan stroked his hair and said softly, "Your Highness has waited for me so long."

Falling scenery and shadows chasing the cold river, overlapping peaks and deep snow, there are still thousands of clouds rising.

--(over)--