Nine Heavens, Lugu Palace.
In the Zhiyu Immortal Palace, on the bed, a man dressed in a moon-white middle coat was thin and his face was like white jade, but at this moment, his eyes were tightly closed, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.
Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, his hands unconsciously clenched the futon around his waist, and a few painful moans came out from time to time in his throat.
For more than 100,000 years, Zhiyu Xianjun has always been alone and has never been married.
Although he had fallen in love with the previous emperor Yan Kite a long time ago, and had also died for the other party in the war of gods and demons, that person had no mercy for himself, so he had to give up.
In recent years, for some reason, he often dreamed that he was wearing a red wedding dress, a phoenix crown, and slowly walked towards a man whose face he couldn't see clearly.
Strangely, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he could feel the gentle gaze of the other party.
When he walked up to the man, the man lowered his head, looked at him stupidly, and called him: "A-Ning..."
In the dream, he seemed to hate the man, and when the man reached out to touch his face, he turned his head sideways and slapped the man's hand away.
The man's hand froze in mid-air, then slowly retracted it with a look of loss on his face.
"A-Ning... Teach me to write your name... Is it good?" the man said hoarsely.
"You don't deserve it in the next life." He replied coldly.
As the words fell, for some reason, suddenly someone held him from behind, and the man who held him put a dagger on his neck and threatened the man to kill himself before he could let him go.
He thought he was going to die, but when he looked up, he saw the man looking at him with sad eyes, and stabbed the curved blade of his hand into the heart.
"A-Ning... You're free," the man said with a smile.
Then the man's body gradually turned into a little blood mist and disappeared in front of him...
Zhiyu Immortal Jun was stunned in place.
He should have been glad that the disgusted man was gone, but the fact was that his heart seemed to have been taken away from him at that moment, and suddenly it became empty, and he stretched out his hand blankly, trying to grasp something, but could not grasp anything.
After the man disappeared, the people who held him hostage, as well as the full hall of guests, disappeared in an instant, and the lively hall became extremely silent, and Zhiyu Xianjun looked around, tears welling up in his eyes.
"No..."
"Don't go..."
He was suddenly a little afraid of being alone, he regretted it, he didn't want that person to die, that person died, and he had nothing.
But it was too late.
The space around him became distorted, and as soon as the picture turned, he suddenly appeared in a wilderness full of brassicles, under the light of the golden crow, as far as the eye could see, there was an endless sea of golden flowers, and there was a little figure about three or four years old holding a handful of brassica sprouts from a distance, smiling and running towards him, calling for something.
The wind blew through the brassica and blew on his face, but Zhiyu Xianjun couldn't hear the sound of the wind, nor could he hear what the little man was saying.
It seems to be a two-word word, and it keeps repeating.
Zhiyu Xianjun intuitively felt that it was a very important person to him, because the moment he saw the little man, his mood became happy, he bent down slightly, and opened his arms towards the little man, but in an instant, the dark clouds swallowed the golden crow, lightning and thunder began, and it rained heavily, and the ground under his feet began to shake violently, and the sky collapsed...
Zhiyu Xianjun saw a huge pit appear in front of the little man, like an abyss without seeing the bottom, he screamed desperately, trying to stop him from moving forward, but he couldn't make a sound, so he had to watch the little man fall into the pit and be swallowed by the abyss.
"No..."
Zhiyu Xianjun woke up suddenly, sat up from the bed, raised his hand in a daze, touched his face, and found that he had burst into tears.
"I thought you had always been cruel to our father and son, and for the past 190,000 years, you should have slept peacefully every night... But I don't want to dream back in the middle of the night, and you will also fall into a nightmare..."The man in front of the bed said hoarsely with a thick nasal voice.
Zhiyu Immortal Jun only then noticed that there was someone in the hall, he turned his head vigilantly, and wanted to wave his hand to light the candle, but found that he was trapped by the bundle of immortals at some point, he frowned, and said angrily: "Who trespassed into the palace of this monarch?" "
"Let go of Benjun!"
The hall was pitch black, and through the moonlight from the window, it was faintly visible that a tall man was standing in front of the bed, and his face could not be seen clearly.
"A-Ning... Do you hate me..."
Zhiyu Xianjun was stunned when he heard this title, in the past 190,000 years, except in his dreams, no one has ever called him A Ning, and the gods have always called him Zhiyu Xianjun when they saw him, and the word Ning is his surname when he fell into the mortal world and reincarnated as a human in his last life.
The memories of the previous life, since he ascended again, have all been forgotten.
"You just hate me, but you are really ruthless, 190,000 years, you can't bear to let Ah Yan ignore it, and you don't even want to look at him..."
"He's so small, so well-behaved, he hasn't done anything to be sorry for you... Over the years, I heard that he had a bad life, he couldn't eat enough, he couldn't dress warmly, and all the gods didn't treat him well..."
When Zhiyu Immortal Jun heard this name, he remembered the gossip about himself and the Demon Venerable that had been circulating in the Divine Realm, and instinctively felt disgust and resistance in his heart.
"Who the hell are you?!"
When the person in front of the bed heard this, he disappeared in an instant, sat on the edge of the bed, and raised his hand to touch Zhiyu Xianjun's face: "Have you really forgotten our father and son?" ......"
"You ——!" Zhiyu Xianjun suddenly felt a sense of humiliation of being violated, and struggled not to turn his head, "Let go of Benjun!"
"It's okay, I'll let you think about it slowly..."Demon Venerable slowly approached and kissed Zhiyu Xianjun's eyelid, "As long as I live, I won't let you get rid of me..."
"This is what you owe to our father and son, and I want you to use this life and this life to slowly repay..."
He clasped the back of Zhiyu Xianjun's neck, and the kiss from the eyelids, to the center of the eyebrows, to the bridge of the nose, and the moment it fell on the lips, Zhiyu Xianjun bit his lip fiercely, and the demon venerable felt the pain, and did not flinch, so with this bloody kiss, he pressed Zhiyu Xianjun down on the couch.
"Hmm... No...... Fuck off..."
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The candle flame on the table was dancing slightly, and it was about to burn out, but fortunately, the charcoal fire in the warm pot in the room was added to Yan Zhi, even if the candle flame burned out, it would not fall into darkness.
Just as he was leaning on Yan Zhi in his arms and falling asleep, he heard Yan Zhi speak in a low voice.
"Ah, what hidden diseases did you have in the past? ......"
Even if a normal person is frozen outside for a day, he will never vomit blood in such a big gulp, Yan Zhi was very scared in his heart, afraid that he would leave him like this, he really didn't dare to ask, but he had to ask.
He had felt that his wife's face was always very pale, and he had asked his wife, but if there was anything uncomfortable, he said no, and he had never seen any illness.
Today, it really scared him.
He raised his eyelids, was silent for a moment, and smiled: "It's just before... I've had stomach problems..."
"Brother Aji, don't worry... Ah Yan won't die..."
Yan Zhi tightened his arms, his eyes were red, and he said, "Tomorrow, Brother Azhi will carry you down the mountain to see the doctor."
He said in a false voice: "Ah Yan doesn't want to see the doctor..."
If he could, he didn't want Yan Zhi to know that he was not in good health.
Now that Yan Zhi has lost his memory, let him know that he will only make him worry and sad, and he is reluctant to make him sad, so he always hides his fragile side.
Moreover, the doctors in the human world and even the medical immortals of the Protoss could not cure him.
Stomach disease is just an excuse, he burned his heart and blood in order to go down to the earth to find Brother Azhi, and his body was bad, he had actually vomited blood a few times before, but he endured it and didn't let Brother Azhi see it.
Today, it should be freezing fiercely outside, coupled with excessive worry, which hurts the foundation, so it is more serious.
As long as the hard work is not exhausted, you can't die, but you are more sick.
Yan Zhi: "I have to go to see the doctor tomorrow..."
Yan Yan knew that Yan Zhi was stubborn by nature, and no one could change what he decided, and the doctors in the mortal world couldn't see anything, if he could reassure Brother Azhi, it would be nothing to go.
"Well... Ah Yan listens to Brother Aji."
Yan Zhi felt the faint breath of the person in his arms, and said uneasily: "You will always be with me, right?" ......"
He smiled and curled his eyes: "Hmm... As long as Brother Aji... Need Ah-yan... Ahh I will always accompany Brother Aji..."
"Okay..."
After the water in the pot was boiled, Yan Zhi held on to the shoulders of the pot and let him lean on the head of the bed, got up and filled the wooden basin with hot water, and then scooped the cold water from the water tank into the basin, and put his hand into the basin to test the temperature, and felt that the water temperature was just right, so he took off the white towel on the basin rack, carried the basin to the bedside, cleaned the face of the pan, and cleaned up the blood stains left on the corners of his lips.
After cleaning up, Yan Zhi got up again and took out the larger wooden basin for washing feet from under the basin rack, added hot water, and helped him get up to soak his feet.
He lifted the quilt at the end of the bed and clasped his hands on his cold feet, which were as cold as ice cubes.
Yan Zhi's eyes were sour, and he silently held his feet and put them into the basin, and Yan Yan was not Xi to serving himself like this, and wanted to retract his feet.
"Brother Aji... Ah, come on your own..."
"Don't move." Yan clenched his feet tightly, and forcibly pressed his feet gently into the warm water, "In the past, you took care of me, but now, it's my turn to take care of you, and there is no reason to let one person pay all the time." "
When he heard this, he stopped moving, and listened to him quietly.
Yan Zhi squatted on the ground, held his feet, and gently scrubbed in the water: "Husband and wife want to rely on each other like this, no matter what happens, they will not leave each other, you know?" ......"
A smile appeared on his face: "Got it..."
"Brother Azhi will always love you and will not leave you..."
"Okay," he replied with a blur of teary eyes.
After soaking for a while, before the water cooled, Yan Zhi scooped up his feet, wiped off the water droplets with a dry cloth, and then held his feet and stuffed them back into the quilt.
"Hungry, aren't you?"
"Do you want to eat roast chicken?"
"Hmm..." he nodded, he naturally wanted to taste the roast chicken that Brother Ah Zhi bought for him.
However, he had a stomach problem and couldn't eat anything too greasy, so he tasted it, and as soon as he swallowed it, he vomited and vomited a lot of stomach acid.
Yan Zhi was so anxious, but he didn't know what to do, that night, he almost didn't dare to close his eyes, for fear that as soon as he closed his eyes, the person in his arms would be lifeless.
Early in the morning of the second day, as soon as the day dawned, Yan Zhi went down the mountain to see the doctor with his back, he used his wide jacket to wrap the Yan tightly, and he lay on the back of Brother Zhi, looked at the long mountain road ahead, and smiled.
"I want to be... That's it...... Go down with Brother Azhi..."