Chapter 573 Dust Snow (19)
The night gradually fell, fireflies appeared like stars, and the darkness was cut into pieces by the tiny lights.
Fu Xuan held up his face and looked at her. The flickering light spots on her face made her look like the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens.
His gaze was so intense that Qing Yun turned around and asked, "Fireflies are not pretty?"
"You're prettier than Firefly."
After staring at each other for a long time, Qing Yun twitched the corner of his lips and said, "Oh."
Fu Xuan leaned closer to her, "I thought you would be embarrassed."
After reading the storybooks that Yao Guang had collected, Fu Xuan saw that the women in the stories would feel embarrassed when being praised by men, but Qing Yun was not like that and still looked indifferent.
It must be that those guys who wrote the storybooks don't understand women.
Or was it that Qing Yun had no feelings for him at all, so she wasn't shy? This thought was too heartbreaking for him. No, he ruled it out.
"Even if you praise my fairy-like appearance, I can accept it." Surrounded by his tall figure, Qing Yun did not move, but just looked at him with slightly lowered eyes.
Fu Xuan took the wine glass from her hand and said with a smile, "Lord Qingyun has the appearance of a celestial being."
A small amount of wine was poured into the glass and handed to him. Qing Yun looked at the person holding the glass, raised his hand to pinch the bottom of the glass, tilted his head slightly and drank the wine.
When she lowered her eyelashes, she saw that he was still looking at her, so she said, "Stay away, you're blocking my view."
Fu Xuan moved away silently, thinking that she was really unromantic.
The shadow in front of him left, and the wind no longer carried his scent. Qing Yun relaxed a little and looked at the fireflies in the dark night. "Is Kunshan fun?"
Fu Xuan's fingertips fell on her sleeves and he gently waved away the fallen petals. "It's okay. They say Kunshan is tacky."
"How tacky?"
"Of course, it's like the jade towers and golden palaces in the human world, and the glazed pavilions. Most other fairylands prefer white, a uniformly cold tone. People in Kunshan think it's vulgar. Zhushan worships water, and the virtue of water is black. Zhushan people prefer the colorful black." Fu Xuan looked at her face. "You are in charge of ice and snow, so perhaps you also like cold tones?"
Qing Yun glanced at his amber robes embellished with gold and said, "Bright colors are too conspicuous in the snow. You are used to wearing cold tones. You prefer colorful gold."
Fu Xuan also looked down at his sleeves and said, "That's right, I have a gold spiritual root."
He moved towards her again, "Qingyun, are you going to Kunshan?"
"Do you also think Kunshan is tacky?" Qing Yun asked back.
"It's just a difference in customs. I don't bother to argue with them. The immortals and gods of Kunshan are fine as long as they are generous. I find their place deserted."
"It's quiet there too."
"You're deliberately making things difficult for me." She didn't agree to go, so Fu Xuan could only feel a quiet regret in his heart. He raised his hand and touched the top of her head, "Your place is different from theirs."
At night, he could still clearly see the petals falling on her head.
Qing Yun subconsciously dodged backwards, but he was a bit faster and brushed the petals off her head before she could retreat. "Why are you hiding?"
"I'm not very familiar with you." Yu Guangzhong looked at the falling petals, Qingyun met his eyes and said honestly.
Seeing her unmoved look, Fu Xuan felt heartbroken, "Don't be so blunt next time. It doesn't matter if you lie to me, at least it makes you happy."
Qingyun tilted his head to look at him but didn't respond.
She never lied.
But seeing how frustrated he looked, she couldn't help but let a very faint smile curl up at the corner of her lips.
The stars are twinkling in the sky, and fireflies are competing with the moon for brightness.
After sitting for half an hour and talking a lot with Qingyun, Fuxuan left only after sending her back.
Qing Yun walked into the hall, and three gossipy heads popped out.
She raised her hand, and divine power brought them to her, "What are you doing sneaking around like that?"
Song Ningshu was the first to sell out her teammates, smiling at her and saying, "Sister Shixi and Sister Qingxun brought me here."
Qing Xun rubbed her head and went up to take Qing Yun's arm. "Seeing you've been away for so long, I'm curious."
Shi Xi also went up to hold her other arm, "You're willing to be alone with him, so does that mean there's a chance?"
"I don't mind."
Qing Xun and Shi Xi looked at each other. Qing Yun was a slow-moving person, and since he agreed to go out with Fu Xuan, he must have some feelings for him.
"Qingyun, do you want to have a banquet? A festive banquet." Shixi said with a smile.
Qing Yun was slightly embarrassed, "Stop teasing me."
Qing Xun laughed out loud when he saw this.
Song Ningshu poked his head in between Qing Yun and Qing Xun. "What are you laughing at? I don't quite understand what you're saying."
Qing Xun let go of Qing Yun's hand and put his arm around her shoulders. "Back then, Qi Shuo, Shi Xi, and Chang Xuan and I hadn't gotten married yet. Qing Yun said she wanted to have a festive feast, so we got married so she could have one."
Anyway, we understand each other, so there is nothing to worry about. We can get married anytime.
After saying that, Qing Xun led Song Ningshu to her room and said, "Little girl, will you sleep with me tonight?"
Song Ningshu nodded, "Okay."
Qi Yangui was looking around waiting for Song Ningshu to come back, but only saw two pieces of her clothes: She is really my good mother.
Seeing this, Qi Shuo dropped his chess piece, stretched his waist, and teased, "Why, are you jealous? Do you want me to sleep with you?"
He had gotten used to it. Qing Xun had never thought of him when he was with Xiaotuanzi before.
"Forget it, I'm a grown man."
Qi Shuo sighed, "What a pity."
I really wanted to hug my son when he was little, but unfortunately he had grown up when I saw him.
The next day, Fu Xuan arrived around noon, and as soon as he arrived, he saw Qi Yangui who was using gold and water to temper the star general.
When Qi Yangui saw him, he called out, "God Fuxuan."
Fu Xuan nodded, stood beside him and watched for a while, then threw him a bottle and said, "It's just what you need."
Qi Yangui looked at the "bribe" in his hand and thanked him.
"Here, I asked someone to make some snacks and other things." Fu Xuan took out another food box, threw it to him, and went to find Qing Yun.
It was a bit heavy, probably because of the space compression technique. Qi Yangui took a look at it and put it away.
Treat him and Aning like children.
They were all practicing, and Fu Xuan still asked Jin He to inquire, and only after getting consent did he swagger in.
Seeing Qing Yun sitting at the table reading the music score, he sat down as well. "I've been coming here quite frequently lately. Have I disturbed you?"
"I still have time to deal with you." Even if she ignored him, he could still watch her work intently, without any impatience or boredom on her face.
"Just deal with it. That's really sad to hear." Fu Xuan took out the food he had prepared specially for her and placed it in front of her one by one, until there were five or six plates. "We ran into Zhi Xiao when we came in, and their portion had already been given away."
"Yeah." Qing Yun heard it and reacted after half a breath.
Zhixiao is Qi Yangui's Taoist name, and few people call him that.
"Don't you want to try it?" He collected some ice-attributed food and made a booklet. After the God of Cookery made them, he tried them one by one and only sent them over if he thought they were delicious.
Qingyun picked up a piece and took a light bite.
"Is it tasty?"
She nodded and pushed the plate toward him.
"If you tell me to eat, I'll eat." He said, clasping his hands.
Qing Yun: “…”
You have to coax him to eat.
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