Chapter 564 Dust Snow (10)
No matter how Fu Xuan looked at it, he felt that Jiuzhou was gloating over his misfortune. He turned around and glanced at the gods who were looking at him, and asked Qing Yun: "When did you come back?"
Fu Xuan followed her gaze and saw her sitting next to Song Ningshu, and rubbed her head.
"Half a month ago." Qing Yun replied casually, picked up a piece of cake, and passed it to Song Ningshu's lips, feeding him, "Want to eat?"
Song Ningshu met Fu Xuan's gaze, smiled at him, and took a small bite. "Thank you, Sister Qingyun."
Qing Yun's eyes were gentle, and he pinched her smooth cheek with his other hand, "Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious." Song Ningshu pulled her hand out of Qi Yangui's hand, took the cake and ate it herself, then took the other cup of tea handed to her by Qi Yangui and placed it in front of her, "Sister Qingyun, have some tea."
Qing Yun nodded, picked up the tea and took a sip. When she looked up, she found Fu Xuan looking at her, so she met his gaze and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Fu Xuan smiled and said, "This is the first time I see you without hiding your features, I'm a little curious."
He was right. Her eyes were the same color as ice and snow, and they were incredibly beautiful. Although he had seen traces of her presence, when she was sitting in front of him, Fu Xuan's peripheral vision was fixed on her.
Upon hearing this, Song Ningshu and others looked at Fuxuan and then at Qingyun.
"Lord Fuxuan, have you never seen Sister Qingyun's true appearance?" He has been thinking about her for so long even though he hasn't seen her. Lord Fuxuan is quite...loyal.
Fu Xuan said jokingly, "Yes, she must have thought I was a nuisance at the time. She didn't show me her true appearance, and she even sent me away in a detour several times, sending me to the far west of the stars. That's why I couldn't find her even when I wanted to repay her."
If he could have found her sooner, perhaps he could have helped them then.
Qing Yun looked at him and thought for a moment, "If... never mind, there's no if."
If they had asked him to protect Kyushu out of the favor of retrieving it, then perhaps the later events might not have happened. But now everything is fine. They have protected what they wanted to protect. They left for a while, but they are back.
There was no purpose in picking him up, so Qingyun had no intention of knowing who he was, nor did he pin his hopes on a vague favor.
Jiuzhou and the others understood her unfinished meaning and remained silent for a moment.
After three or two cups of tea, Fu Xuan officially got to know Xing Wu and the others and became familiar with them. While Qing Yun, Qing Xun, and Shi Xi were away, he approached Song Ningshu and said, "Ling Yue, I want to discuss something with you."
"What's the matter? I won't interfere in what happens between you and Sister Qingyun." Song Ningshu looked at him warily.
"I'm just asking you what Qingyun likes. Don't be nervous." Fu Xuan felt helpless when he saw her like this.
"Ask Sister Qingyun if she lets me tell you. If she tells me to, I'll tell you." Song Ningshu's first reaction was to ask Qingyun, and then added, "Just now, I saw Sister Qingyun's expression and felt that she might not like you. What if I tell her her preferences and cause her trouble? No, no!"
After saying that, Song Ningshu pulled Qi Yangui away.
Looking at their leaving backs, Fu Xuan was speechless for a moment.
Qing Yun may not really like him. It is estimated that his impression of him now has changed from the little fairy with a background who was rescued at the beginning to the God Fu Xuan of Kunshan Temple.
If he wants Qingyun to care about him, the road ahead will be long and arduous.
Fu Xuan stayed in the temple of Jiuzhou for three days, and finally waited until all the gods left, leaving only Qingyun on the fairy island.
Seeing Jiuzhou observing the Dao, Fuxuan glanced at him.
Jiuzhou inexplicably understood what he meant, "I'm not going out."
Fu Xuan nodded with satisfaction and went to find Qing Yun with his hands behind his back.
Qing Yun sat on the conjured ice lotus, and gently touched the pistil of a fairy plant with ice properties with his fingertips.
Sensing his presence approaching, Qing Yun raised her eyes and looked over. "You've been looking at me these past few days, hesitant to speak, but is there something you want to tell me alone?"
Fu Xuan stood beside her, lowered his eyes and looked at her for a moment, then looked away. After pondering for a while, he said, "Well, there are some things I want to say, and I want to ask you..."
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