"You sit."

Chang Di Ji pointed to the only chair beside the table.

Bai Lian sat down and looked up at Chang Di Ji, who was only two feet away from her.

The scent of flowers lingered in her nostrils.

"It smells good."

"Speak the truth!"

Chang Di Ji patted Bai Lian's forehead angrily.

Bai Lian said: "Xing Xing Xing, what do you want to say?"

Chang Di Ji's charming eyes shone with purple light, and her red lips trembled: "Do you want to know why Qingxuan Jianzong fell out with Daoist Lingxian?"

"Um."

"I know!"

Chang Di Ji raised her eyelashes lightly, her smile floating like a cloud.

"Because I was involved in the matter, Heluo Kingdom has investigated in detail."

Bai Lian teased, "Then ask Her Majesty the Empress to enlighten me!"

Changdi Ji walked to the table with a light smile, then she sat down, her right leg was raised, showing a full arc, and she didn't care that she was in danger of disappearing.

"Qingxuan Jianzong and Daoist Lingxian are brothers. He was not this gentle and elegant before. At that time, everyone said that he was a reckless man who only knew how to cultivate."

The sound is crisp.

Is this the sound of a clear spring?

Bai Lian was a little intoxicated.

"The two of them are the masters of Taoism, and they are very talented, and they are both regarded as the successors of Taixuan Taoism. This is the truth. Although the others are excellent, they are completely different from the two of them. Qing Xuan Jianzong and Lingxian Daoist have discussed many times, and according to the rumors, Qingxuan Jianzong has almost never lost. But he has won countless times, but he lost to Ling in the most important battle of Daoist. Lord of the Constitution."

"Did you lose?"

Bai Lian said in surprise.

Chang Di Ji shook her head: "No fight, the Taoist Master directly designated Lingxian Taoist Master as the new Taoist Master."

"This……"

"Everyone said that Qingxuan Jianzong is not stable enough, or it can overcome difficulties, but it cannot lead the Taixuan Daomen forward. Therefore, Qingxuan Jianzong has become a sword sect, not a Taoist."

"If it were me, I would be dissatisfied." Bai Lian said solemnly.

People are really complicated.

The first time she saw Qingxuan Sword Sect, she would never have thought that this gentle and elegant person had such a past.

"Qingxuan Jianzong is naturally unwilling, but he can't go against the decisions of his masters and ancestors. Since then, Qingxuan Jianzong has changed his previous style, and he is no longer reckless in his actions, showing everyone's demeanor when dealing with people. He is also more obsessed with cultivation, and he draws on the strengths of various families to keep improving his cultivation."

"On the other hand, Daoist Lingxian did not lead Taixuan Daomen to climb the peak as expected by his predecessors after he officially took over the position of Daoist. During this period, many sects were suppressed by the Taixuan Daomen, and the final cause of civil unrest was the Battle of Damang Mountain."

Chang Di Ji frowned slightly.

"That battle greatly damaged the face of Taixuan Daomen. The actions of Daoist Lingxian completely angered the opposition in the sect. Qingxuan Jianzong stood up, and then more and more people followed him to fight against Lingxian. Xian Daozhu. Lingxian Daozhu's strength is far beyond everyone's imagination, so that denunciation eventually turned into a civil strife. In the end, no one will accept the other, since they can't be together, they can only be divided. "

"I see."

Bai Lian understood that there must be hidden secrets here, but she knew that was enough.

She smiled and said, "You said so much, aren't you afraid of being heard by Qingxuan Sword Sect?"

Chang Di Ji also laughed: "Don't be afraid, you are here."

"What if I don't care?"

"Then you won't come here."

Chang Di Ji shifted her body, and the toes wrapped under the black silk just scraped past Bai Lian's thigh.

The numbness instantly dissipated.

Before Bai Lian could make any move, Chang Di Ji, who was sitting on the table, suddenly leaned forward, gently wrapped Bai Lian's head with her hands, and pressed Bai Lian into her chest.

The sweet candy-like fragrance came to me.

Bai Lian's eyes suddenly widened, and she felt like she had fallen into a swamp.

She moved, and Chang Di Ji immediately said, "Don't move, let me hug her."

"..."

Bai Lian immediately stopped struggling.

She heard the trembling, and felt Chang Diji's body trembling slightly.

Are you afraid?

"I'm a little scared, but when you come, I'm not scared anymore."

"Um."

Bai Lian rubbed her nose.

When she opened her eyes, she could see the amazing arc under the veil, and she could bully Chang Di Ji wantonly as long as she went a little further.

But at this time, the fragrance wafting among the flowers was enough to make her feel at ease.

They quietly maintained such a misplaced embrace until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and footsteps were heard from outside the courtyard.

"Emperor Bai Lian."

Chang Di Ji let go of Bai Lian.

Bai Lian got up with a smile, she pushed open the door and went out.

"Senior Qingxuan came to look for me, did he receive some news?"

Qingxuan Jianzong nodded: "Just at noon tomorrow, the location is Damang Mountain."

Did Xu Pan finally make a battle with Daoist Lingxian? Does his confidence come from the gate of all beings?

Bai Lian said, "Tomorrow is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month."

Qingxuan Jianzong said: "Exactly, the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve."

Is it New Year's Eve again?

Bai Lian almost forgot about this.

This year is a bit different from previous years, because the Infinite Tribulation has come early, she has long been unable to care about this kind of thing.

Besides, now that she and her master are both outside, the possibility of confessing to each other on a tree with a crooked neck like last year is too low.

"Leaving tomorrow morning?"

"Exactly."

"I understand."

After entering the room, Bai Lian closed the door. She leaned her back against the door, her hands on her buttocks.

"What's wrong?"

Chang Di Ji, who came down from the table, had already sorted out the messy clothes.

Bai Lian then repeated the words of Qingxuan Sword Sect.

The smile on Chang Di Ji's face disappeared instantly, just like a faded old photo, her face seemed to blur.

Bai Lian understood.

She could understand what Chang Diji was thinking.

She blew out the red candle on the standing candlestick, then took Chang Di Ji's hand and walked to the bed.

The two sat side by side. Although they were not wearing wedding dresses, they still looked like newlyweds who were about to complete their marriage.

"What do you think of your brother?" Bai Lian asked softly.

Chang Diji shook her head gently: "I don't know, I'm not close to him, he's much older than me."

Yes, it's a few hundred years old.

In the darkness, Bai Lian pressed his hand on the bed.

Under the guidance of the fragrance, her right hand slowly moved to the side.

Over the sheets, over the loose robes, and climbed onto the trembling thighs.

In the open space outside Qingquan, her little finger hooked another soft little finger.

In an instant, with the soft cry of Ah, Chang Di Ji moved her hand away like a frightened rabbit.

After all, Bai Lian came prepared, and her reaction speed was much faster.

The moment Changdi Ji escaped, Bai Lian firmly held her hand.

It's like grasping fate, grasping tighter and tighter, until Chang Di Ji has no chance of escaping.

At this moment, both of them stopped fighting, they just felt the heat radiating from their thighs quietly.

"I can see that you actually still care about your brother very much.

"Um.

"Because of Fourth Junior Sister and because of Marquis Wu'an, the conflict between your brother and I has reached the level of life and death.

"I know that my existence makes you feel very embarrassed.

"You may be thinking, wouldn't it be better if you didn't come to me in the first place?

"You may still be worried that in the future, whether it is my death or your brother's death, you may hate the living person.

"I know, I know all about it, but..."

Bai Lian turned around, she grabbed Changdi Ji's other hand, and also broke Chang Di Ji face to face with herself.

In the dark, eyes meet.

Half as cold as ice.

Half are like spring flowers in March.

Bai Lian said word by word, "I don't allow you to go."

It's like the spring breeze blowing through the cold winter.

The condensed fragrance of flowers suddenly dissipated.

The wind blew up the curtain hanging on the bed, Bai Lian's dress, and Chang Di Ji's dress.

The "girl" with bright eyes and white teeth leaned forward, desperately imprinting her scorching heat on Bai Lian's lips.

The lips were intertwined, and the hidden heat was accumulating strength, trying to break through the last dyke.

for a long time.

Chang Di Ji retreated, she was panting unbearably.

Obviously she was the first to launch the attack, but in the end she was completely defeated.

She wanted to fight back, stopped paying attention to the city wall, just wanted to hit the city gate, but was stopped by Bai Lian.

"Don't get carried away."

Feeling the strength from her wrist, Chang Diji shrank back and shrank onto the bed.

"sorry."

Bai Lian also climbed onto the bed, she undressed and lay down, Chang Di Ji followed her example and lay down, the two still holding hands.

Looking at the red tent, Changdi Ji said faintly: "I can remember things from a very young age, and he has never given me a good face since then. Many times I thought I was a thorn in his eyes, but it doesn't seem to be the case when I think about it carefully. , he yelled a lot, but he never really punished me. Later, for some reason, he gradually distanced himself from me, and even if we passed by, he stopped saying hello to me."

Bai Lian quietly listened to Changdi Ji tell the story of her and Xu Pan.

It's not a good memory, it makes people feel sad to hear it.

She turned sideways, pressed her knees against Chang Di Ji's thigh, and asked, "Actually, I have always had a question."

Chang Di Ji also turned sideways: "What question?"