Chapter 61 Chapter 61 “But Miss…I happened to have…

It turns out that the saying, "failure in love, success in officialdom", is actually true.

I had bribed Zhu Yan several times before, but it was not as good as using his mother to comfort him casually.

By making Zhu Yan successfully pledge his loyalty, Jiu Zhao realized that winning people's hearts was not as difficult as he had imagined.

The prerequisite is to know what the other party really wants.

Originally, her confidants were only Zhu Ying, Jiang Yu, and Xiang Bi. Zhu Ying was always considerate, but she didn't like to talk about extraneous matters; Jiang Yu was cheerful and lively, good at socializing, but lacked sophistication; Xiang Bi was mature, steady, and resourceful, but was limited by her limited vision.

Now with Zhu Yan joining, the team's shortcomings have been made up.

In the future, if you encounter something you can't make up your mind about, you can consult him and listen to his opinions.

However, Jiu Zhao did not plan to give up his trust too quickly. The time in the lower world could be used as a period to observe the other party.

…

Yunsheng's days in the human world are more regular than those in heaven.

Jiu Zhao would check on the progress of the stairway's repairs every two or three days. If there was nothing else to do, she would drag Zhu Yan, who wasn't on duty, into the palace to listen to lectures. After learning that the emperor would be attending court at dawn, she even gave up her bad habit of staying in bed.

Zhu Yan's Breath-Suppressing Talisman is precious, and every time one is used, one less is left.

Jiu Zhao thought that his life was not easy and he did not have so many treasures to squander, so he told him that the talisman was not stuck tight enough. After the last experience of it falling off when he accidentally bumped his shoulder, it was better to stick it on Zhu Yan's hand alone. It would be safer for the two of them to go in hand in hand.

Should heterosexual friends... hold hands often?

Once again firmly held by Jiu Zhao's fingers, Zhu Yan looked at their folded hands, his eyes flickering, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

He is not like Jiu Zhao, who has a friend who was first female and then became male, blurring the gender boundaries.

Jiu Zhao's soft and warm palms, his bright and energetic voice, and the faint fragrance coming from his hair when they were too close to each other, turned into an airtight net, covering Zhu Yan's five senses, giving him a slight electric shock feeling from time to time.

At this moment, they were holding hands and sitting on the jade steps connecting the emperor's throne and the meeting hall. Jiu Zhao rested her calves on the raised corners of the steps, her flowing skirt swaying up and down, and fluttering around her ankles like petals that opened and closed in an instant.

The atmosphere in the court was tense.

The faction headed by Duke Jingguo engaged in heated arguments with ministers who held other views.

Jiu Zhao was fascinated by what he heard, and felt that the quarrel between these high-ranking officials and wealthy ministers was no different from the scolding of shrews in the street.

"Tell me, if the emperor wasn't in the palace, wouldn't this Duke Jingguo and the ministers who opposed him start pulling each other's hair?"

She leaned close to Zhu Yan's ear and teased him with a smile, almost wanting to produce a handful of roasted melon seeds and start eating them on the spot.

After saying that, she didn't move away, but turned her face to continue watching the show.

At the same time, Zhu Yan turned his head and whispered helplessly, "Miss, don't be distracted. We are not here to listen to the ministers quarreling. You need to think about why they are arguing..."

Each has his own opinion.

Before Zhu Yan could utter the last four words, his lips touched something cool and slippery.

It is Jiuzhao's temple hair.

She leaned against him unceremoniously, her head half tilted toward him.

The bun was slightly low, and the gold hairpin inserted in the middle for stability was half tilted.

The tassel of beads hanging at the end sways and seems to be about to fall off, which gives off a lazy feeling.

Lips are the part that expresses emotions.

No matter where a kiss is placed, it has a special meaning.

Zhu Yan subconsciously raised his hand to cover his lips due to the sudden kiss. Jiu Zhao suddenly noticed the stiffness of his muscles through the thin clothing and glanced at him again: "What's wrong - why don't you continue?"

"nothing."

Zhu Yan raised his hand nonchalantly, exerted a little force, and pressed her loosened hairpin into her bun. "If something you wear isn't secure, once it's separated from your body, it will appear out of thin air in the sight of ordinary people. Miss, you should pay more attention to this when you use invisibility in the future."

"oh.

"You are still careful."

Jiu Zhao was completely unaware of the incident that had just occurred.

She casually touched her smooth and full hair, and as her hand slid down, she accidentally touched the hair that Zhu Yan had kissed.

The court was still the same court, and the noisy arguments lingered in my ears.

The emperor sat on the throne without saying a word, and even when he spoke occasionally, it was only in ambiguous and vague terms.

Such an occasion had nothing to do with romance or ambiguity, but Zhu Yan could still clearly hear his own heartbeat getting heavier.

There was a richer and clearer feminine fragrance coming from the cuffs of Jiuzhao's sleeves that extended to his elbows.

This time, Zhu Yan finally figured it out.

What always lingers around her is the unique scent of roses.

…

It turns out she likes roses.

Covering his wrist with his sleeve, Zhu Yan pressed the throbbing purple veins on his wrist, and a sense of enlightenment arose in his heart.

…

Time goes by.

As his life became more fulfilling, Jiu Zhao thought of Fu Xu less and less.

In the past, I felt so depressed that I couldn't speak every time I thought of him, but now I can accept the fact that we are separated as calmly as possible.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and the season has changed from the hot summer to the early autumn when the heat is slightly relieved.

Yun Shengshi designated the first month of early autumn as a festival to be celebrated by the whole court, and named it "Chanjuan Festival".

It means that lovers can reunite under the moon.

The love here does not only refer to the love between men and women, but also family love, friendship, and love between teachers and students - as long as there is true love, it can be brought together.

The Three Pure Ones also had many festivals, but for Jiu Zhao, none of them were particularly interesting. Endless sacrifices to heaven, earth, and ancestors, often requiring hours of kneeling and performing rituals, ended with nothing more than repetitive singing and dancing and the same old feasts and drinks.

Jiu Zhao heard from the two stationed immortal officials that festivals in the human world are different, each with its own characteristics, and each one is more interesting than the other. Therefore, he felt like leaving Hu Tian Zhen Bao Zhai and going out for a walk.

Business at Zhenbaozhai peaked around the Chanjuan Festival. People would come to the shop to pick out gifts for family and friends during reunions. The stationed immortal officials had to keep the shop open to earn money to support their families, so they naturally had no time to accompany Jiuzhao, a lazy man, out.

Jiu Zhao looked at Zhu Ying and Jiang Yu.

Seeing their clear eyes that seemed to know nothing when the topic of Chanjuan Festival was mentioned, he had no choice but to continue to focus on Zhu Yan as the tour guide.

…

"Miss, you want to go out on the day of the Moon Festival, right?"

The two had just met and Jiu Zhao had only said half of her words when Zhu Yan knew what she was here for.

"Yes, I heard that there will be a huge night market in the east of Kyoto that night. If a stranger who is unfamiliar with the area goes in, it will take three days and three nights to explore everything. You have been in Yunshengshi for so long before, you should know which places are most worth visiting, right?"

Facing Jiu Zhao's explicit instruction, which was almost like carving the five characters "You go with me" on his forehead—

Zhu Yan, who usually worked hard and was willing to accompany her wherever she wanted to go, was uncharacteristically silent.

He didn't continue following Jiu Zhao's words, but simply explained the customs in advance: "When the Chanjuan Festival arrives, a competition stage will be built in the center of the East Night Market. Every year, the winner's prize is not only fifty taels of gold, but also an exquisite lantern made by a famous craftsman over three months. It is said that if the lantern is sent into the sky, the gods will appear and bring happiness and eternal reunion to the person who lit the lantern.

"Miss, if you go to the night market, you might want to try the competition. Not only are the lanterns beautiful, but the games at each level are also very interesting.

"Also, the theme of the Chanjuan Festival is reunion, and those challenge games also require two or more people to participate together. When you go, you can bring Zhu Ying and Jiang Yu with you. Otherwise, you can't qualify for the competition alone."

The gods appear and happiness is harvested.

Jiu Zhao himself is a god, so naturally he has no interest in activities like praying to oneself.

But when Zhu Yan said that the lantern won by the winner was particularly beautiful, she became excited.

She was born to like bright and vivid things, and for this reason, countless beautiful fairy lanterns were hung in the palaces and courtyards of Lihentian.

I wonder what the lanterns in Yunsheng's world look like. Will they be more beautiful than those in Sanqingtian?

Thinking of this, she simply said, "Zhu Yingjiangyu has never participated in the Chanjuan Festival and is not familiar with the content of the game. It is useless for her to bring it. If the lamp is really as beautiful as you said, I want you to accompany me to win it."

"But Miss...I happened to be busy that day."

Seeing that Jiu Zhao didn't understand his hidden meaning, Zhu Yan lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

Jiu Zhao was in high spirits, but was rejected coldly, which made him feel a little disappointed.

But she thought she had become reasonable, so she asked, "I only know that the Moon Festival is mostly spent together by parents, spouses, sisters and friends, but everyone related to us is in Sanqing Heaven - what are you doing there? You can't be hiding a lover in the human world, right?"

The decree of heaven stipulates that immortals and demons cannot fall in love.

Naturally, immortals have different lifespans, so this is not possible.

"Before you said you wanted to be friends, but now you don't even want to tell me what you want to do—"

With his expectations raised and his wishes not being met, Jiu Zhao became stubborn and insisted on getting to the bottom of things.

Zhu Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he waved his hands repeatedly, refusing to tell her.

The more mysterious he acted, the more curious Jiu Zhao became.

If you want to become someone's confidant, you can't hide your secrets and refuse to be honest like this.

Suddenly, the yearning for the Chanjuan Festival weakened, but the desire to uncover Zhu Yan's secret became more and more intense.

After going through so many things, Jiu Zhao has restrained a lot of her bad temper, but after all, she has been in the high position of the Divine Princess for a long time, and the arrogance centered on her own will is still deeply rooted in her bones and blood.

As my mind was turning, a plan emerged like bamboo shoots after the rain, breaking through the soil and quietly sprouting green shoots.

Returning to her face, she curled her lips in a seemingly resigned manner: "Forget it, it's really annoying. If I don't want to go, then I won't go. I'll go ask someone else!"

She ignored Zhu Yan's apology and tried to keep him, and turned away angrily.