When The Flowers Falls, I’ll See You Again

Chapter 41

Early the next morning, the little demon was awakened by a loud noise, and found that he had returned to the flowerbed at some unknown time, with many people shoveling soil with tools and many people moving stones.

I have long known that he is a nasty person, and his words don't count! She was angry and scared, squatting there, not daring to make a sound.

In the distance, the young master led Butler Han. I don't know if it was intentional or not. He stopped in front of her and pointed to everyone: "It's time to start construction, just this flower garden." at a glance.

A catastrophe is about to come, does Jinxiu know that? She started to cry.

Not far away, craftsmen began to tear down dilapidated low walls and shovel soil.

The young master squatted down in front of her, reaching out and shaking the branches and leaves: "Little black tea seems to be shaking."

She snorted and trembled even more, but she wanted to avoid his touch. Of course, in the eyes of others, it was just the wind blowing the branches and leaves.

The son laughed, got up and asked Butler Han to give a few words in a low voice, then left without looking back.

hateful! She gritted her teeth and looked at his back, thinking bitterly in her heart: It's so despicable to be unbelievable, it's good that no beauties like him in the future!

At this moment, Butler Han's voice sounded in his ears: "Young Master said, these new walls should be built stronger."

Repair the wall? She was immediately stunned, didn't she want to shovel the flowerbed to repair the platform?

The craftsmen jokingly said: "With so much stone, not to mention building a few solid walls, it is enough to build the city wall."

"Then build it higher, and use the rest to build the outer wall," Butler Han said with a smile, "I'm also surprised, why did the son suddenly change his mind and choose to leave the flowerbed to build the wall, that's all, how could he? Said, you do what you do, the work is easy, and the wages are not a lot of yours."

Repairing a few walls is naturally easier and less labor-intensive than repairing a platform. How can the craftsmen be unhappy, they should all go down.

Butler Han remembered something, and warned: "Also, the young master has specially instructed that you must not hurt these flowers, even if you break a leaf, you will also have to deduct the wages..."

Before he could finish speaking, a servant next to him said in surprise: "Young master likes beautiful women, and now he doesn't even let go of beautiful flowers?"

The craftsmen laughed, and the housekeeper Han also laughed and scolded him.

The little demon spit on the ground in anger

At night, listening to the sound of the violin in the Zhuxuan, it was brisk, but it brought a more deserted feeling. The young master sat in front of the desk, accompanied by a new beauty.

The little demon was lying on the windowsill, holding his cheeks and listening.

After a long while, the young master suddenly stopped and smiled at the beauty: "I have something to do tonight, I will ask them to take you back first, and pick you up another day."

The beauty walked away disappointed.

He doesn't want beauties to accompany him? The little demon was surprised when he saw him stand up, stretch his limbs comfortably, and look towards the window, his eyes full of smiles: "What are you thinking secretly? Little black tea!"

Can he see? The little demon was surprised, so she could only show her face, and said stubbornly: "I just passed by, and I saw that you are playing the piano well, come and listen."

The young master took the jug on the table and poured a glass of wine: "What do you hear?"

Xiao Yao didn't even think about it: "You're not happy!"

The son said, "How do you know?"

"Because I don't sound happy!" The little demon bowed her head, the sound of the violin touched people's hearts, and made her feel more bored with the boring life, and her determination to cultivate immortals was almost shaken.

"I'm not happy," the young master sighed after drinking his wine, "I make money to support a lot of people, but they all just stare at my money and want me to die so that I can leave the money to them."

The little demon was furious: "Then leave them alone!"

"They are my relatives," said the son. "The girls accompany me because they want me to buy something for them. People looking for me want to take more things from me."

Xiao Yao sympathized: "I won't take your things."

"The same is true for you, just want me to help you save the calamity!" The young master put down the glass and suddenly said, "You don't seem to like cultivating immortals?"

Others have taken a lot of things from him, and he is also using his shelter in disguise, the little demon raised a lot of apologies: "I didn't mean it, because I like a person, and I can marry him only if I become an immortal."

"You don't have to feel guilty, this is the condition we negotiated," the young master walked slowly to her and lowered his face, "Xiaohongcha, you promised me that I would stop thinking about others, you are thinking about him."

The little demon is guilty: "I didn't think so."

The son said, "I don't believe it, you lied to me."

Being forced into a hurry, the little demon simply raised his head: "Believe it or not, you have so many beauties to accompany you, I can't think about others secretly, it's not fair."

Talking about fairness with the business people, the son smiled happily: "So, if I don't want them to accompany you, you won't miss him?"

Xiao Yao didn't even think about it: "Of course."

"It's a matter of words," the son raised his face and left, "I just sent the beauty away, can you accompany me today?"

Jinxiu said that she would not go back to the Huachao Palace, how boring it is to stay alone in the deserted flowerbed at this moment, the little demon nodded.

"Drink with me?"

"I don't drink."

"Then listen to the piano?"

"good"

The life in this world is not as hard as I imagined. The son is very interesting. He can play the piano and chess. He also knows a lot of new things. He often takes her to the city to play at night. However, as time goes by, she still feels uneasy because she has I haven't seen Jinxiu for several months.

That night, instead of looking for the son, she squatted in the flowerbed alone in a daze.

He told him not to return to the Huachao Palace easily, so she had to listen, but after so many days, she couldn't help but start thinking about him, doesn't he miss her at all? Could he have forgotten her?

Of course not, Jinxiu, he is the Lord of God, but he is willing to let her call her by her first name, because he likes her.

Thinking of this, she was a little happier. Fortunately, life on earth is not very boring, at least it was much better than when she was practicing alone in the deep mountains. The son would often play the piano to her...

She suddenly returned to her senses, and she finally found out that it was not good. The son really didn't look for those beauties during this period of time. He can keep his word. Could it be that she really can't think about others for decades?

Think quietly? It will always be unpleasant.

The lantern moved closer.

"Little black tea, why hasn't it come out yet." The son reached out and waved the flower branch.

She was even more disturbed, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Go find them quickly."

The son smiled and said: "You promised to accompany me, but you can't rely on it, come out quickly."

She explained in a low voice, "but I like him, I can't just think about you, don't be angry, I didn't lie to you on purpose."

The son didn't care, he put up the lantern: "According to what you said, he is a god, you are still a little demon, it will take five hundred years to become a small immortal, and it will take 50,000 years to become an immortal. When will you be able to cultivate like him? "

The little demon was irritable and jumped out: "What do you want me to play with you?"

The son said, "I went to the city today and brought you something delicious."

The little demon held back his saliva and turned his face away: "If you don't eat it, the five grains and miscellaneous grains in the world are too strong, and you can't become a fairy if you eat too much."

A lot of lotus trees stand in pavilions, the lotus leaves are shining with golden light, the breeze is happy, and the jade pond is full of joy. The gods and gods have already arrived, either standing on the bridge or sitting in the seats, gathering in twos and threes to chat and laugh. .

Someone came from a distance. The first was a god, the embroidered belt was undulating, and the wind was handsome. There were two beautiful red-clothed women beside him. Obviously, he was an immortal, but the other one was very bright and bright, and he looked around with big eyes without shyness.

Who would bring a little demon to heaven? All the gods were a little surprised, and went up to greet them one after another.

An old man joked: "Zhongtian Wang Qian Cup is not drunk. I am late today, and I will be fined a few more cups later."

He smiled and shook hands.

...

I have never seen so many gods and gods at the same time. The little demon is a little timid and hides behind him silently. Isn't he the **** of the flower clan, and the king of the heavens is the title in the heaven? These immortals seem to respect him very much...

Xingxian next to him chuckled, very disdainful.

Knowing that she was laughing at her for not seeing the world, the little demon blushed, and immediately stood up with her chest up, and glared back without showing weakness. Usually, Mei Xian and Xing Xian came to the Yaochi meeting, but this time I decided to bring her, Xing Xian. Xian was naturally unhappy, and in the end, Mei Xian took the initiative to ask her to stay at the Huachao Palace. Because of this, the two daughters would inevitably get angry and dislike each other.

"I'm going to worship the emperor, you can play by yourself, don't go far." He turned around and instructed, and then went to Lingxiao Hall with the gods.

The little demon was a little overwhelmed, and wanted to catch up to call him, but was pulled by Xingxian: "Sir Shenzun means to let you walk around, have more knowledge, don't know what's wrong, the heavenly palace is solemn, you shout like this What is the etiquette of yelling? Let the immortals see a joke, and we have no rules in Huachao Palace."

The little demon glared at her and couldn't refute it.

Xingxian sneered: "The Heavenly Palace is very strict, and it's just a blessing for you to be shallow in your practice. If you don't take the opportunity to take a look, you will never see it again. I'm going to pay homage to the Goddess of the South River. Be careful, don't give Lord God, shameful."

The little demon turned his face away: "What's so great, when I become an immortal in the future, Lord Shenzun will bring me here."

Xingxian sneered: "Sir Shenzun was originally a **** of heaven and was the emperor's junior brother. Although he is temporarily relegated to the Huachao Palace, maybe the emperor will forgive him and return to the heavenly palace. Do you think you can really be the queen of gods? dream!"

The little demon said: "He promised me that he would take me back to the Heavenly Palace when I get the fate of immortality after all the calamities."

In fact, whether Jinxiu will return to her position in the future, no one knows, Xing Xianyuan made up a random thing to annoy her, but when she heard the news, her face suddenly turned ugly: "He really said to take you back to the Heavenly Palace? "

The little demon regretted that he missed out: "I lied to you!" He turned to leave.

Xingxian snorted: "I said, the authentic Protoss is the most important bloodline, you are not a mere little demon, even if you cultivate to become a fairy, it will not be your turn to be a **** queen!"

Is blood related to the goddess? The little demon had never heard of this, so she stopped when she heard the words.

Xingxian felt quite pleased and walked to her side: "Bloodline is related to the lifeblood of the gods, do you know that the son of Kunlun Tianjun was born of Kunlun Tianjun and mortals, and it is more difficult to cultivate than others, so I heard that the marriage of the gods is the capital. There is a stipulation in the sky, Lord Shenzun is just talking to you, and he will marry another goddess in the future, but seeing your pity, maybe when you accept it and stay by your side, maybe."

The little demon clenched his fist and took two steps back: "He likes me and won't marry anyone else!"

Xingxian looked at her reaction with satisfaction, and sneered: "Now you know, you are just a little demon, Lord Shenzun has already said that you do not have the predestined relationship with the immortals, even if you become an immortal, you will enter the heaven with him. , in the end, even the side concubine is not qualified enough, and she still wants to be the queen of gods!"

Xiao Yao looked at her for a long time, then rolled her eyes: "I don't believe it, you can say whatever you want." He went straight away.

Seeing that she didn't care, Xingxian held back her anger and sneered.

The majestic palace, with exquisite stone pillars, surrounded by auspicious clouds, is splendid and resplendent. Compared with the beauty of Huachao Palace, it has a different atmosphere. Even the steps are engraved with flying cloud patterns.

The little demon walked aimlessly, and has long lost the interest when he came. Although Fang Cai didn't lose his momentum in front of Xingxian, but when he heard these words, his confidence in his heart was not as much as it appeared. real? Has he been lying to her?

He didn't reject her, and he asked her to call her by her name. Besides, she was just a mere little monster. What good could lie to her?

Xingxian must be deliberately wanting to be angry with herself. She shouldn't think about it any more. Xiao Yao nodded fiercely to express her determination. She was going to find a place to sit and rest, but she found that there was a high Tiangong palace wall in front of her. The tall archway is very imposing. The three characters "Nantianmen" are deeply embedded on the archway, and several heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals are guarding it with halberds.

Is this the legendary Nantianmen? She didn't come in from here just now, the little demon was curious and tried to approach, but those heavenly soldiers and generals didn't stop her, so she simply walked over boldly, looking up at the big characters in admiration.

There is a narrow high platform next to the archway, and a huge golden bell hangs in the center of the platform, in a quaint shape.

There was a person lying on the clock.

The little demon was curious, and seeing that the heavenly soldiers were not paying attention to him, he quietly climbed up on the stage to see, and found that the man was very young, wearing a yellow robe, and was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed at the moment.

At least the people who can be on duty in the Tiangong are immortals. Now that someone is approaching him, he doesn't realize that he is sleeping too deeply! The little demon suddenly found it interesting, and dipped his hand in his face.

"I missed the hour!" The man suddenly jumped up and kicked the ancient bell a few times on the soles of his feet, and the bell immediately rang.

The little demon was frightened and wanted to run away.

The man stopped her: "Where is the daring little demon who dares to infiltrate the Heavenly Palace!"

The little demon hurriedly defended: "I didn't sneak in, I came with Lord Shenzun!"

"Who would bring a little demon into the heavenly palace? It's really lawless and dares to ignore the laws of the heavenly court." The man rubbed his eyes and hooked his fingers at her, "You, come here."

All the immortals here are much higher than their own level, how dare the little demon not listen, and obediently lean over.

The man lay down on his side again, supported his head with one hand, looked at her lazily and asked, "Little Hua Yao, who is your current flower god?"

The little demon thought for a while and whispered, "Splendid."

"It turned out to be King Zhongtian, how could I forget," the man's expression changed, and he put on a smile, "Little Hua Yao, don't tell him about my sleep today."

What kind of King of Heaven is he really, the little demon nodded: "Who are you?"

The man heaved a sigh of relief and closed his eyes again: "I'm Zhong Xian, the chief of the Nantianmen, you go, I'm going to sleep."

He is a messenger from Heaven, so he should know a lot about Heaven, right? The little demon bit his lip and asked him in a low voice, "Lord Zhongxian, is there really a rule of thumb for a Protoss marriage?"

Zhong Xian didn't even think about it: "Of course, the blood of the authentic Protoss cannot be confused!" After saying that, he found something wrong, and opened his eyes and looked at her and smiled: "Little Hua Yao, why are you asking this, and who do you want to marry?"

The little demon was just in a daze.

Zhong Xian felt bored, closed his eyes and fell back asleep.

When he came out of Lingxiao Palace, he was constantly greeted by goddesses, and he responded with a smile. The little demon was hiding behind the pillar and watching. Those tender and affectionate eyes made her very uncomfortable, and even a little annoyed. It turned out that He is so beautiful...

The Yaochi Fair is about to begin, and the goddesses are finally sent away.

She quietly moved to the nearest corner, and after the last goddess left, she jumped out and pulled his golden sleeves, and asked jealously, "Who is she?"

Having found her long ago, he held back his smile: "Daughter of Lord Dongyue."

She looked at the direction the goddess was going, and was unhappy: "You know so many fairies and goddesses."

He said softly, "There are also many women in Huachao Palace."

Yes, he seems to be so gentle to every woman. She doesn't speak anymore, or is afraid to continue thinking about it. It should be different for him to be nice to her.

He took her hand: "All the gods have arrived. Didn't you make a special trip to see this Yaochi event? There will be many people later, so you must follow me closely, talk less, and don't make trouble."

She didn't move, looking up into his eyes: "When can I be your queen?"

The promise of taking her to participate in the Yaochi meeting was fulfilled. In the future, it should be pushed away, and it is easier to accept it slowly than to be suddenly disappointed in the future. The simple little demon will understand. ."

She was a little flustered, so she couldn't care less: "Jinxiu, can you give me a hug?"

He patted her on the head: "Don't be ridiculous, go to the Yaochi meeting first."

She didn't dare to say more, let him pull away

Immortal music flutters, and several immortals on the pond are stepping on lotus leaves, or holding pipa, or holding dongxiao, or dancing gracefully. There are countless exquisite small tables by the pond, which are filled with various kinds of fairy fruit juice, and there are others who pour wine. During the Xian'e exchanges, the immortals sat in peace, chatted and laughed, persuaded each other to drink, and raised their glasses to congratulate the **** emperor and **** queen.

She stood behind him, envious: "The emperor and the queen are so good."

The immortals came to toast one after another and took a few cups. He was slightly drunk, and looked at her with a twisted face and smiled: "What?"

Feng Mu has a hint of drunkenness, less the usual rigor, and more infinite style.

Listening to the young master saying that he speaks the truth after drinking, people who are drunk will tell the truth, so will the immortals who are drunk do the same? She made up her mind, leaned over to his ear, and brought up the topic again: "When can I be your queen?"

Before she could finish speaking, he turned his face back and drank with an immortal with a smile.

She vaguely found that he was deliberately avoiding, and she panicked: "Splendid..."

"No nonsense." He scolded in a deep voice.