Chapter 192 The Fierce and Delicate Nine-Tailed Fox King (32)
The woman in purple paused slightly, touched her white fingertips on her sleeve, raised her eyes and asked her, "Isn't Yaoyao cold?"
Just as he was talking, Zhu Yu shivered violently. The window opened at some point, and the wind blew directly at her.
"It's so cold. It's so cold."
Zhu Yu quickly closed the window and shrank next to her.
The hands on her waist were warm and soft, and the woman in purple slightly curled her lips, revealing a very shallow arc.
The sky in the imperial city was changing. A blizzard suddenly hit at night, and the whole city was shrouded in a world of silver makeup.
When Zhu Yu woke up, everything was quiet. When he went to Luo Qi and others to discuss specific actions, he found that the rooms were empty.
Everyone disappeared.
Zhu Yu: “???”
Did she oversleep?
Just as she was thinking about it, a white light flashed in the courtyard, and Ruoyu appeared in front of her, followed by Dashan, Luo Qi and Bai Mengmeng.
Zhu Yu raised a smile on his face and walked towards him, but he heard Bai Mengmeng's complaining voice.
"Everyone took action, but some people just knew how to be lazy and even caused the lord to be injured..."
Zhu Yu was stunned and looked at Ruoyu subconsciously.
"Miss Bai! Stop talking nonsense." Luo Qi said calmly.
Bai Mengmeng couldn't stand the young man's protection of her, so her tone became tearful, and she felt a little aggrieved.
"What I said is the truth. If there wasn't something wrong with her demon spirit paper, we would..."
"enough!"
The woman in purple turned her head and glared at her fiercely. Bai Mengmeng shrank her neck and kept silent.
Zhu Yu felt a little uneasy, so they first found the national master, and then returned injured because of a problem with the talisman she made?
Ruoyu looked a little pale and walked straight back to his room.
Bai Mengmeng was attacked and ran out of the courtyard crying. Brother Shanwei was fine. He remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, so he turned around and went to the kitchen.
Luo Qi and Zhu Yu were left looking at each other.
Seeing that he had no intention of explaining, Zhu Yu pointed to a series of footprints in the courtyard, "Brother Luo, go check on Mengmeng. Don't put her in any danger."
"Yao Yao, I..." The young man's tone was filled with worry.
Zhu Yu walked to Ruo Yu's room without looking back. She waved her hand behind her and said, "Don't worry, Sister Yu will leave it to me."
Luo Qi paused for a moment, but didn't say anything after all, and turned around to chase Bai Mengmeng.
Zhu Yu stood in front of Ruoyu's door and hesitated for a long time, and finally reached out and knocked on the door, "Sister Ruoyu, can Yaoyao come in?"
The person inside the door seemed to be thinking about something. She came to her senses when she heard a knock on the door. She walked over and opened the door.
Zhu Yu saw her, looked up and down, and found a hole in the clothes on the shoulder blades, and a large area of blood stained red.
Zhu Yu quickly stepped forward and supported her distressedly, "Be careful."
Ruoyu said calmly: "It's okay, it's just a little superficial injury."
Zhu Yu immediately ran back to the room to get the medicine box, and first applied medicine to the wound on her arm.
The two became quiet again.
Occasionally, the sound of falling snow can be heard outside the window, which is quiet and beautiful.
Yanchen looked at the girl's serious look, and a fond smile flashed across his eyes.
He stretched out his hand to lift a strand of hair from her forehead and put it behind her ear, but accidentally dropped a crystal teardrop.
It lay low on the back of his hand, burning hot.
Yan Chen panicked, raised the girl's chin and her eyes turned red, "What's wrong?"
Zhu Yu looked up at him, with sparkling tears in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, how could you have been hurt?"
Yan Chen was heartbroken. He raised his hand to wipe away her tears and said in a low voice, "Fool, this has nothing to do with you."
He sighed softly, too lazy to take care of other things. He took the girl into his arms and rubbed the top of her hair skillfully, as if comforting a child, his voice was extremely gentle.
"It's just a ploy, deliberately exposing one's flaws in order to make the other party ignore it."
"The demon spirit paper made by Yaoyao is the best. The one I used today was just replaced by me."
The imperial counselor in the imperial city worked for the emperor and was protected by the immortals and gods in the upper world. It was a bit troublesome to deal with it. Yanchen specifically refused to let her go, not thinking that it would bring a burden to her.
Yanchen lowered his head and glanced at the cat in his arms, feeling full of guilt.
He just wanted to protect her, but he forgot that she also had to bear other pressures.
He didn't know that Yaoyao didn't just need to protect herself.
Yanchen rested his chin on Zhu Yu's shoulder, enjoying the moment of tenderness. He vaguely heard the sound of fabric rubbing together, and felt a chill in his waist.
Looking down, he saw that the girl was taking off "her" belt and her robe had already been taken off. He was startled, "Yao Yao?"
Zhu Yu did not stop the movement of his hands and reached out to pull his clothes.
Her hands were ice cold, and the touch made Yan Chen freeze for a moment.
"My sister is also injured on her shoulder and needs to be treated quickly."
"No need, I'll do it myself."
He held the girl's hand, stopped her movement and pulled up her clothes, even taking half a step back was a little nervous.
Yanchen used the illusion technique, but on the surface it looked like a woman. The outer layer of clothes was a seal. As long as it was opened, the illusion would be automatically released, and what was touched was a man's body.
"It's not easy to apply medicine in that position. Sister Ruoyu, please let me help you." Zhu Yu chased after her, looking very worried.
"No, it's just a minor injury."
"Sister, are you shy? It doesn't matter, we are all girls..."
She spoke righteously, but his cheeks turned red with embarrassment and he walked around the table screen.
"alright."
Yanchen stopped, and a ball of light came out of his palm and was sent towards the wound on his left shoulder. The wound healed quickly.
He also performed a dusting technique on himself, changed into clean clothes, and returned to his usual cool and beautiful appearance, but there was still a trace of panicked redness on his cheeks.
"Oh well."
Zhu Yu walked up to her with a little regret, held her hand, and said with a smile: "Sister Ruoyu is really amazing."
Yan Chen was inexplicably relieved.
Black magic cannot be used indiscriminately, but special times require special treatment.
But if his reaction just now was too much, Yaoyao suspected...
"Boh~"
A loud sound in the air directly interrupted his thoughts.
Yaoyao kissed him!
No, her?!
With a smile in her eyes and a blush on her face, the girl whispered "thank you" and turned around and ran out the door.
Yan Chen looked at the girl in shock and subconsciously teleported over to block the door.
"Does Yaoyao treat everyone like this?"
"No, it's because I like you!"
The girl ran away shyly.
The cold wind poured in from the door and blew on Yanchen's face, causing a slight sting, but it was not as strong as the violent beating of his heart at this moment.
This moment is not a dream.
But the words he said were the same, so Yaoyao already liked him.
As soon as this conclusion came out, it was quickly overturned.
Because he now has the appearance of Ruo Deacon, then she likes Ruo Yu?!
Huge waves surged in Yanchen's heart, one wave higher than the other, rushing straight into his mind.
No, he absolutely cannot let this situation continue.
He has to show up in person.
In a moment, the cold and beautiful woman turned into a man in black robes, with a silver mask covering his face. His figure was slender and tall, and he exuded a fierce and compelling aura.
Just as he was about to leave, there was a black feather order in front of him.
The black mist dispersed, and a line of large characters appeared in the air, "Your Majesty, the Demon King has come to this world."
Yanchen frowned, looked at the girl's retreating direction, left a letter and turned away.
This journey lasted half a month.
The snow in the Imperial City has melted, melted.
The pavilions and pavilions in the wind and snow seemed unusually quiet, and the occasional chirping of insects added to the loneliness.
The red walls and green tiles can make people cry, but some people enjoy it as if they are sweetened with sugar.
The painting demon doesn't want to be rescued, or in other words, she likes her current life very much.
Sleeping with thin paper, hanging on the wall, watching her sweetheart grinding and sketching in front of her every day, occasionally teasing and joking.
Perhaps, this is her life.
Unfortunately, her life is no longer under her control.
"boom--"
The storyteller in the teahouse suddenly slapped the awakening wood, bringing everyone back to their thoughts.
He quickly stood up and saluted.
He cleared his throat and continued: "...Today the sky is bright and clear, and the moonlight is charming. I hope you will meet your own fairy in the painting when you go out."
The surrounding area immediately burst into applause, and Zhu Yu in the corner also stood up and patted the melon seed shells on his hands.
The trial is over, and they should return to the demon world in a few days.
Zhu Yu wandered on the street, stepping on the fluffy white snow under his feet, deep and shallow, and occasionally kicked the road ridge next to him.
She didn't know what Yanchen meant, and he didn't even say a word to her when he left.
The scent of candied haws wafted in the air. Zhu Yu took a breath and found an old man selling candied haws, parked on the roadside.
She raised a smile and walked over, but someone stopped in front of her, holding fragrant sugar-roasted chestnuts in his hand.
Zhu Yu raised his head and saw that it was Luo Qi.