Feng Xuan stared at the four characters “pain of lovesickness” for a long time.
Then he closed the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains painting.
Pah.
Shameless, who was lovesick?
Could it be that after Qi Zhuoyu reconstructed his primordial spirit in the Chaotic Sea,
He also reconstructed and pasted on several layers of thick skin?
Although he internally roasted the big devil harshly,
After glancing at his words about coming to the White Jade Capital in the evening, his body still honestly returned to Qifeng Palace before dark.
He was just tired and wanted to go to sleep, that’s all.
Yes. That’s right. It wasn’t to wait for the big devil in advance.
When Qi Zhuoyu arrived, he seemed not to expect Feng Xuan to be in the palace.
The little ancestor was lying on the Wutong bed, the Divine Soul Lamp glowing brightly under the divine tree. Although it was no longer necessary to nourish the primordial spirit, Father was still anxious and placed the Divine Soul Lamp under the divine tree. It was just like when you don’t feel cold but your father thinks you’re very cold.
He had just sat down when Feng Xuan woke up.
“Did I wake you?” Qi Zhuoyu spoke.
Feng Xuan sat up drowsily, shaking his head. “No.”
Given that Qi Zhuoyu had recently fallen in love with another way of shaking him awake,
Feng Xuan had begun to develop a habit of not sleeping soundly at night.
Who knew in what way he would be shaken awake after falling asleep!
And before it was still okay.
Now Father God had just returned to Lingxiao Palace, compared to other ancient gods in the White Jade Capital, Yingzhu’s divine power was unpredictable. The big devil could come and go without a trace, deceiving other ancient gods, but not necessarily Father God.
If Father God found out he was hiding the big devil in the palace.
Feng Xuan’s expression wasn’t good.
“Hmm.” Qi Zhuoyu had his own set of bandit logic, full of confidence, saying very cockily, “Then it must be that you couldn’t sleep because you were thinking of Senior brother.”
Feng Xuan: “…”
Was it okay to think about murdering one’s husband?
Qi Zhuoyu said, “Isn’t Lingxiao Palace very busy? Why did you come back so early?”
With a look that said “I’ve got you figured out but you still won’t admit it”.
Fine.
The last point could be counted as him guessing correctly!
Admitting that he also missed Qi Zhuoyu a little didn’t seem to be shameful.
What was wrong with missing him? Missing one’s future husband didn’t violate heavenly laws!
Feng Xuan struggled for a moment, then gave up and suddenly pounced on him. “Then why did you come so late when you knew!”
Qi Zhuoyu embraced him naturally. “Have you ever seen anyone having an affair in broad daylight?”
Feng Xuan paused. “What affair?” Don’t give him another character setting that he couldn’t understand at all!
“Without names or titles, without parental consent, how is it not having an affair?” Qi Zhuoyu pinched his face.
Feng Xuan was really drawn into his logic. “…Then what should we do?”
“What to do.” Qi Zhuoyu said, “Isn’t Senior brother trying to figure it out? Coming to propose marriage?”
Seeing him bring up the old topic, Feng Xuan suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.
But thinking about it, it should have been proposed some time ago.
Due to Father God’s return to his divine position, it had been delayed for quite some time.
Thinking of this, Feng Xuan’s expression gradually became serious.
Qi Zhuoyu thought he had teased him, and hooked his chin with his index finger, a very frivolous action, but when he did it, it was full of intimacy, without any sense of lewdness.
“What are you thinking about?”
Feng Xuan looked up at him and muttered. “I’m thinking.”
His face, which had finally gained a bit of baby fat, looked rather serious. “Between you and my Father God, who is actually more powerful?”
Qi Zhuoyu raised an eyebrow, his expression already somewhat arrogant, as if about to say there was no one in the Three Realms who could surpass him.
But then, as if remembering something, Qi Zhuoyu’s expression also froze for a moment, and he slowly said, “If your Father God were to fight me, could I fight back?”
Feng Xuan looked at him innocently.
Qi Zhuoyu: “…”
“I can’t fight back,” Qi Zhuoyu said. “Naturally, he is more powerful.”
His expression soured, as if being second in the Three Realms could cost him his life.
Feng Xuan actually didn’t know who was more powerful between Qi Zhuoyu and Father God, but he felt that he should comfort his boyfriend first. He really felt like he was soothing a very irritable, oversized wild beast.
“Senior brother is always the strongest in my heart!” Feng Xuan flattered him without any burden.
Qi Zhuoyu seemed to be a little happier, making an ambiguous snort.
“Besides, I think Father God has a pretty good temper,” Feng Xuan hesitated. “He probably won’t beat you up.”
“What kind of good?” Qi Zhuoyu said. “Last time you also said your father had a good temper.”
And then Biluo River sent down the strongest heavenly tribulation in history.
Feng Xuan: “.”
Feng Xuan was really a bit scared.
It couldn’t be.
Although Father God was also good, Senior brother was good too!
Why did this “if me and your dad fell into the water, who would you save first” scenario have to replay a second time for the little bird baby!
Qi Zhuoyu stared at him. “You’re scared.”
Feng Xuan responded to Qi Zhuoyu with silence, indicating that he was really a bit worried. What if Father God really beat up Senior brother? That would be different from Father’s casual heavenly tribulation, the big devil could really be beaten to death!
The little bird became even more silent.
Qi Zhuoyu: “What, still thinking about becoming a little widow if Senior brother dies?”
This was something from who knows how many years ago, how could this scheming fish of a big devil still remember the incident when he descended to the mortal world, was poisoned by love, and Feng Xuan didn’t help him cure it?!
Qi Zhuoyu said seemingly casually. “Dream on.”
He deliberately put on a very fierce attitude. “If Senior brother dies, you’ll come and die with me.”
Qi Zhuoyu was just saying it offhandedly.
And it was very much in line with this big villain’s thought process.
But he didn’t expect that Feng Xuan’s anticipated rebuttal didn’t come.
The young man sat in his arms, lowered his head as if seriously considering for a second, then nodded slowly.
Qi Zhuoyu heard his voice, very seriously, “If you die again, I definitely won’t be able to go on living.”
The air was quiet for a few seconds.
Qi Zhuoyu’s expression changed from stunned to very agitated.
As if he somewhat regretted saying those words, he irritably pinched Feng Xuan’s fingers.
After a long while, he finally spoke, “It won’t happen. Senior brother won’t die, and neither will you.”
He seemed to be telling Feng Xuan, but also seemed to be saying it to himself.
As if to cherish these words, Qi Zhuoyu’s voice deepened. “I will never leave you.”
He said, “Even if the sky falls, Senior brother will shelter you. What are you afraid of?”
****
The promise was that when the sky falls, Senior brother would shelter him.
But just going to meet Father God, he felt like he and Qi Zhuoyu were about to flee separately in the face of disaster.
Fortunately, the imagined scene of both him and the big devil being violently thrown out of Lingxiao Palace did not happen.
When Father saw Qi Zhuoyu, he was still a bit angry, his phoenix eyes almost shooting fire.
Yingzhu, however, was very calm.
In his impression, Father God had always given him a sense of steady reliability. When he was little, sitting on Father God’s shoulders, he felt like he was sitting on a small mountain, feeling like he was the most awesome little bird in all the Three Realms.
When he saw Qi Zhuoyu, Yingzhu spoke his first words. “I’ve been wondering what kind of person you are.”
Feng Xuan listened, a bit confused.
The next second, Yingzhu said, “You’re both like what I imagined, but somewhat different.”
Alright then.
It felt like his Father God was also speaking in riddles.
Not only were they not both violently thrown out of Lingxiao Palace,
Yingzhu even met with Qi Zhuoyu alone, making Feng Xuan feel a bit scared.
He was afraid that Father God would use some excuse like “minors can’t see bloodshed” to send him away, and then deal Qi Zhuoyu a fatal blow.
To this, he just wanted to say, he was actually already an adult little bird! But still a baby.
Feng Xuan didn’t know what Yingzhu and Qi Zhuoyu talked about that day.
When they came out, Yingzhu saw his little bird looking nervous and worried, and couldn’t help but laugh, patting his head. “Ling’er, no need to worry. This is the person you chose, Father God won’t make things difficult for him.”
“Oh.” Feng Xuan nodded silently.
After thinking for a moment, he emphasized. “Father God, I didn’t choose him, Senior brother chose me.”
After all, when they were incarnated in the mortal realm, it was clearly the big devil who sent him gifts first, who pursued him first.
This was very important.
It absolutely couldn’t be misunderstood.
Yingzhu was speechless, but still smiling. “In this aspect, you’re very much like your father.”
Then he was glared at fiercely by said father.
Feng Xuan didn’t expect to pass the family test so smoothly.
Happily walking to Qi Zhuoyu’s side, he said, “I told you, Father God has a very good temper, he won’t beat people up randomly.”
But as soon as he finished speaking,
Yingzhu’s voice came. “However, this Lord has thought it over carefully.”
This most noble and ancient god of the Three Realms still spoke in a calm tone, even a bit cold. “However, the Demon Venerable from the Chaotic Sea despising the divine race and freely entering and exiting the White Jade Capital is improper.”
Yingzhu said, “From today until the big wedding, please, Demon Venerable, don’t come to the White Jade Capital unless necessary.”
“As for the troubles the Demon Venerable caused in the White Jade Capital before, starting from today, this Lord should properly settle accounts with you.”
****
Feng Xuan didn’t expect it.
Qi Zhuoyu was actually beaten up by Father God for a trivial reason like “stepping out with the left foot first when leaving home today”.
Feng Xuan was a bit dazed.
Until Yingzhu said, “Your father doesn’t understand, and neither do you.”
Father God seemed a bit helpless, affectionately pinching Feng Xuan’s cheek. “Tell Father God. When you first met this Demon Venerable, if you were really a mortal, were you over sixteen years old?”
Feng Xuan felt guilty: “.”
Yingzhu: “At your age, a man could trick you away with just a wildflower picked from the roadside.”
Feng Xuan: … Surely it wasn’t that bad. The big devil had given him all his assets at that time.
Feng Li reacted first, saying a bit defiantly. “What do you mean? Wasn’t I also not yet sixteen when I made a contract with you?”
Yingzhu said, “It’s not the same.”
He still had that steady and reliable appearance, but his voice had a bit of groundless confidence. “In these Three Realms, except for this Lord, there’s not a single good man.”
… This strangely familiar tone.
It really was like two peas in a pod.
Feng Xuan naively thought that Qi Zhuoyu had honestly returned to the demon realm.
But after just a couple of days, in the middle of the night, he was woken up by a familiar rhythm of shaking.
Regarding Qi Zhuoyu’s night owl schedule,
Feng Xuan indicated that he was already used to it.
He sat up and asked, “Didn’t Father God say you couldn’t come to the White Jade Capital before the big wedding? Why did you come?”
Qi Zhuoyu didn’t answer the question, staring at him. “You don’t want me to come?”
Feng Xuan thought for a moment, and said quietly, “Well, it’s not that.”
Come to think of it, his proper relationship with Qi Zhuoyu had only been confirmed not long ago.
To use a mortal phrase, they were right in the honeymoon period.
Let alone being apart for a month or two.
Even being apart for a day made him a bit unhappy.
Feng Xuan muttered. “I’m not afraid of you coming to Qifeng Palace, but what if you’re discovered and Father God gets angry again?”
“What’s the reason for anger this time?” Qi Zhuoyu deliberately said discontentedly. “Because Senior brother stepped out of the White Jade Capital’s gate with his right foot first, so he needs to be beaten?”
Feng Xuan: “.”
Even at this time, he didn’t forget to be sarcastic!
That’s really just like you.
Feng Xuan thought of something and moved to open his clothes.
Qi Zhuoyu’s eyes darkened. “That’s not very appropriate, is it?”
Feng Xuan: ?
