: Thinking of distress (2)

Shangguan Mingyue seemed to be able to read the mind, staring at Yun Qiangyue for a while, and no longer teasing her, she raised her lips and smiled, and walked away in good mood. Not long after, came to the Emperor's Dorm.
The entrance of the Emperor's Dormitory was already cleaned, and the palace people all kneel when they saw him come back.
Shangguan Mingyue yawned, opened the curtain and pulled Yun Qiang Yue into it, the bright yellow color instantly dazzled his eyes.
Yun Qingyue closed her eyes uncomfortably, and saw Shangguan Mingyue kicking her shoes and pulled her to bed. Her face was cold and she had not climbed onto her cheeks. The person was already thrown by her on the big bed, and he hugged her in a blink of an eye. In his arms, closed his eyes.
The big pillow, though, is just a big living person.
Yun Qianyue has a black face to break away from him. His arms are like steel bars, and his lines are immobile. She said angrily: "Shangguan Mingyue, should you learn to learn whether men and women are unfriendly in your dictionary?"
Shangguan Mingyue said, "Oh?" He opened his eyes and smiled, "You still know this? I don't think a woman who picks up men's clothes."
Yun Qingyue choked, when she was crazy, and her head was dizzy, and then she suddenly knew that she was irritated, but he even used to check him. It is so important that such are male or female.
"Nothing to say?" Shangguan Mingyue looked at her funny.
Yun Qianyue thought that her face must be very pretty, and made him look interesting, she said angrily: "You let me go, I am not sleepy."
"Do not sleep with me." Shangguan Mingyue closed her eyes again, rightfully.
Yun Qiangyue was about to sneer and sneer. He reached over and covered her mouth.
Yun Qingyue knew that he could do it, and could only shut his mouth.
Shangguan Mingyue was very satisfied with his threatening tactics. He was really tired. When the words fell, he fell asleep, and even breathing came out. He didn’t even worry that she would take out the sword and cut him or how, The beautiful face is extremely quiet and sound.
Yun Qianyue was close to him, not feeling a little feminine, thinking that if it were not a man, she hacked him to death. Seeing him falling asleep, she simply regarded her as a pillow, and she was relieved, looking at the roof with her eyes open. Thinking about what happened to Rong Jing now? Yan Mo just said that Ye Qingran asked Shangguan Mingyue to discuss important matters. Regarding Rongjing, did he do anything?
Yun Li said that he had taken Nan Liang's descending watch seven or eight days ago to rectify the army. Now, according to his efficiency, it should be over. Is it beginning to capture the Castle Peak City?
Gu Shaoqing is in command? Or did he lead the soldiers himself?
He...but miss her?
Thoughts drifted away involuntarily, but now she was in the Heavenly Saint Emperor's bedroom, but her heart had flew to the Phoenix Pass.
"What are you thinking about? Sleep!" Shangguan Mingyue suddenly reached out to cover Yun Qianyue's eyes and mumbled.
Yun Qianyue was dark in front of her eyes, suddenly angry, and her voice was quite loud, "Shangguan Mingyue, don't go too far. I'm already lying here, what are you thinking about my head? Sleep or sleep? You are my mother Or my grandma? It's too wide."
"Sure enough it's a dead girl! Really disobedient." Shangguan Mingyue reached out and held her dumb point.
Yun Qingyue held his breath in one breath.
"I can't fall asleep to practice spiritualism!" Shangguan Mingyue patted Yun Qianyue, seeming to give a slap to a jujube, with a soothing meaning, and said softly: "Yunzu spiritualism, not everyone can inherit, every generation only There will be someone who can continue the blood of spiritualism. You are lucky and have inherited it, but your heart is too complicated, not superb, the practice is very late, and it is turbid. Quite a gold bottle is filled with broken wine, how can it work? How can it become a big weapon? ?I still think of seven emotions and six desires in my head, and I don't want to be aggressive. I don't want to be clamped by me. If I have the ability to improve your ability, otherwise, I will not let you see that idiot in my life."
Yun Qianyue's anger suddenly froze in his heart, and could not keep up.
Shangguan Mingyue moved her body, relaxed her arms a little, untied her dumb points, and continued to sleep.
Yun Qingyue frowned at him, savoring the meaning in his words. After a moment, he discarded the thoughts in his mind and the idea of ​​flying to Rong Jing with his wings, secretly invigorating and mobilizing spiritual power.
Spiritualism is broad and profound, and it is not comparable to a small book of martial arts cheats or a skill. Spiritualists, the value of psychic comprehension. As Shangguan Mingyue said, Yun Qingyue has inherited and cleverness, but his seven emotions and six desires are too complicated, and his mind is too heavy to be refined. Yu Qingqing once said this, and took her on the way to Nanliang to ask the old couple to wash her Phoenix alms. Later, in southern Xinjiang, she really realized the mystery of spiritualism.
But because Rong Jing restricted and controlled her, she dared not marry more.
From the beginning, he instilled harmful conclusions of spiritualism in her heart, which caused her to occasionally mention her thoughts and could only stop.
But now...
Yun Qianyue took a deep breath, she faintly felt that Shangguan Mingyue not only had a certain connection with her, but also had a certain connection with Rong Jing. Take Moge as an example. Why did the predecessor of Moge become the two of them? There must be a reason.
But what will they do?
One is in the heavenly sage, and has been famous since the childhood, and all people respected it. These two people are thousands of miles apart, and Baganzi should not be able to fight.
Yun Qianyue thought about a headache.
Suddenly Mingyue stretched out her hand again and slapped her head fiercely, saying nothing.
Yun Qianyue was really taken, and looked up at him, seeing him continue to fall asleep, she was annoyed, how powerful should this person be? Even peeping into the heart? She suddenly remembered how she felt when she woke up earlier, and Fangyuan Wuli seemed to be clearly in sight. Suddenly her anger subsided, she immediately dismissed the cluttered thoughts in her brain, and turned to condense her spirits to the Lingtai.
She discovered that although the spirits in her body were vast, they were too scattered and misty, like a thick cloth. If you want pure spiritualism, it seems that you need to refine the large and scattered spiritualism in your body. She immediately calmed down, and purged the spirits in her body slowly according to her own groping.
Gradually entered the territory.
First, I could feel everything in the Emperor's Dormitory, and close my eyes as if I were open. Immediately afterwards, she slowly tempted outwards and found that she could feel the movement of the outsiders, and even dimly see the faces of the court ladies eunuchs outside the palace. She suppressed her surprise and continued to spread outward.
If a picture is opened in front of my eyes, although it is hazy, it can be recognized clearly.
Suddenly she wanted to try out how far she felt that this feeling called Tianyan Lingzhi could be explored. So, according to the most real thoughts in her heart, she wanted to see what the light-stricken Yushufang did, so Lingzhi left the Emperor's Hall to explore Yu Study.
She was tentatively curious, and suddenly felt a strong force, such as the black cloud pressing the top, instantly hit her back.
She had a headache and opened her eyes.
The voice of Shangguan Mingyue immediately sounded, "Little girl, you are not guilty, only a few days of practice, and you want to use the technique of heaven? Do you want to continue to sleep for ten days?"
Yun Qianyue naturally didn't want to sleep for ten days, but he was still annoyed by his interruption and asked, "Do you always watch what I do if you don't sleep?"
"Grandpa is right, you are really not worrying, I have to look at you." Shangguan Mingyue glanced at her, continued to close her eyes, and ordered: "Practice your heart well, and if you don't lay the foundation, you will come in, who The truth taught to you?"
"Don't sip a kiss from a grandpa, that's my grandpa." Yun Qingyue was unconvinced.
"We have given the marriage, and King Yun's House has accepted my offer. You are my fiancee. Shouldn't I call my grandfather?" Shangguan Mingyue woke up with a deep, lazy voice, and was very nice.
Yun Qingyue was accustomed to Rong Jing’s voice, and was naturally immune to no matter how good it sounded. He chuckled:
No matter who has given the marriage and received the gift, I will not count it if I don’t admit it.
The words fell, she mocked him,
Can’t you marry a woman? Do you need to grab someone else’s woman? You said that spiritism is to be inherited. Although we are not in the same vein, we are also passed down by an ancestor? Although it’s been thousands of years, you can have blood. Marry me? Not too shameful!"
Shangguan Mingyue suddenly smiled, raised her eyebrows and looked at her, "Why can't that idiot marry you? I can't marry you? Don't tell me you don't know that he will also be a spiritualist."
Yun Qingyue knew that Rong Jinghui would be able to conjure up spirits, but she hadn’t seen him use it except for the conquering of the magic lantern on the day of the last Yuan Festival. Then he married her...
"The blood heritage of two thousand years is so pale that the ghost's shadow is gone!" Shangguan Mingyue saw Yun Qiangyue's dull look, touched her head, and mocked her arrogantly: "It looks silly."
Yun Qianyue dug a glance at Shangguan Mingyue, what is the Yun tribe, what is spiritualism, she came to this world based on the soul reborn with memory, always feel different from ordinary people, never want to go Investigate those magical things, where do you understand the things? Open his hand, don't want to talk to him any more, lest you be mad, "Sleep your sleep!"
Shangguan Mingyue looked at Yun Qingyue and seemed to smile rather interestingly, closing her eyes.
Yun Qianyue had just hurt his nerves, and was a little tired. He gave up exploring again, and soon after, he fell asleep. She didn't find herself asleep. She and Shangguan Mingyue had a faint cloud in their curtains, which naturally came from Shangguan Mingyue's body, her meagerity.
It passed by overnight.
No one came to disturb the Emperor's Dormitory. Outside the Emperor's Dormitory, the Imperial Palace's study room was lit brightly and lit all night.
Yun Qianyue felt very comfortable sleeping, like lying in the warm spring water. She slept soundly, feeling that her face was pinched by someone. She waved her hand and couldn't open it. Instead, someone pinched harder. She was woken up and opened her eyes.
In the eyes, Shangguan Mingyue stood in front of the bed with a stinky face and looked at her.