Chapter 572: 3 Elephant God, Childhood Sweetheart (6)

Chapter 572: 3 Elephant God, Childhood Sweetheart (6)

Ten days later, when he came back from patrolling the star tracks, he saw Yanxu and Shenye sitting in the Yunshui Pavilion.

Shen Ye threw two divine fruits to them and said, "On the way back, I saw a tree with fruits I had never seen before. Pick some and bring them back to taste."

Fuxue studied it for a while, but didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She looked at him and asked, "Are you going to use us to test the poison again?"

"I tried it, it's okay. If you're so worried about me, you should at least trust your master, right?"

Yanxu had no expression.

Fuxue took a bite, and instantly the world spun around him, and he couldn't help but lean forward.

Fu Feng quickly grabbed her shoulders, but she recovered in a moment, angrily spat out the fruit in her mouth, and threw the fruit at Shen Ye.

"I knew you had bad intentions, hum." She clasped her arms and turned around, leaving only the back of her head to him and Yanxu.

Fu Feng glared at him, crushed the fruit in his hand into powder with his divine power, and said helplessly: "Master, you are just letting him play with you."

Yanxu took a sip of tea and said, "I didn't say anything. It was Shenye who used my name."

Shen Ye took the fruit, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "I really tasted it, and it only made me dizzy for a moment, no big deal. But this fruit can make even you and me dizzy, I think it does have some effect. Don't you like reading medical books? I found a new herb for you."

"It's understandable that Fuxue is angry. You haven't fallen into my trap, so why are you glaring at me?"

This is the first time I've seen his expression so vivid.

Fu Feng took his hand back, "I was just a moment slower than her and you tricked me."

Shen Ye knew that he had angered Fu Xue, so he flew to her and said, "Are you still angry? If you are still angry, you can still plot against me. I will never fight back."

Fuxue raised her chin and said, "I'm not angry. I just decided to ignore you for a day."

Shen Ye smiled upon hearing this and said, "Our little junior sister is really generous."

Fuxue glanced at him and felt that the smile on his face was very annoying, so she pulled Fufeng's sleeve and walked away, leaving behind another sentence: "Master is the same, he won't pay attention to you for a day."

Yanxu glanced at Yanye, he had unknowingly become Fufeng's helper.

At the same time, he also asked Shen Ye: "Shen Ye, why are you still dragging your master into this?"

Shen Ye acted innocently: "Master, if you don't want to see me teasing them, you should have denied it when I mentioned you. Now you blame me for dragging you down, and it seems like you are trying to shirk responsibility and get away with it."

Fu Feng followed Fu Xue quietly, looking at her annoyed face, raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Don't be angry."

Feeling the gentle force coming from her head, she turned her head and said, "Fufeng, if you want to be with me, you will ignore them for a day."

Fu Feng laughed and replied, "Okay."

The smile on his face was much more pleasing than Shen Ye's. Fu Xue nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing her like this, Fu Feng chuckled.

"why are you laughing?"

He responded: "Axue, you are so cute."

Fuxue looked into his smiling eyes, was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Why do you suddenly call me Ah Xue?"

"Isolate them to show our determination to stand with you." Fu Feng said seriously.

"Oh, that's it." Fuxue nodded and walked towards Hanwei Hall. "I'm going to sleep for a while. I'll find you to play the piano tonight."

"it is good."

Fuxue entered the temple, leaving Fufeng standing alone, looking at her temple.

When Shen Ye passed by, he bumped into his shoulder and said, "What are you looking at? Is there something wrong with this Hanwei Palace?"

Fu Feng shook his head and walked towards Qinglan Palace.

Shen Ye followed him and said, "I'll go sit with you. It's boring to stay alone."

He wanted to take Fuxue to Lingyuan for a swim, but she said she would ignore him for a day, so he could only come to take Fufeng.

"Qinglan Palace refuses to accept you and Master today."

Shen Ye was stunned, then he guessed the reason and laughed, "Okay."

It turns out that I was childish just by accompanying Fuxue.

The moon rose into the sky and floating snow flew into the Qinglan Palace.

Fu Feng was sitting in the hall tuning his zither. When he saw her coming, he pointed to the side and said, "Sit down."

Fuxue sat down, took out her zither, played a few songs, then got lazy and said, "I don't want to play anymore."

Fu Feng heard this and said, "You are being lazy again, how about you just listen to me play?"

She leaned aside and looked at him, "Then play it. I will paint for you. Today I will only paint you."

Hearing this made his heart beat faster, Fu Feng smiled and replied: "Okay."

Fuxue leaned forward and looked at him, "Why do you like to laugh so much these days?"

"I found some interesting things, and my mood became better."

Fu Feng's gaze swept across her face, lingering on her soft, rosy lips for a moment, his eyes slightly warm, and then he lowered his eyelashes.

It seems that I have overestimated myself. With her by my side, how could I be satisfied with just simple companionship?

If your heart is towards her, you will want to get closer to her.

He held his breath and raised his hand to press her shoulder, "Why are you so close to me?"

She was really teasing him without even realizing it.

When he pressed her down, the color of his eyes changed so quickly that Fuxue could hardly tell what the fleeting emotion in his eyes was. She wanted to ask but didn't know where to start.

Seeing her thinking, Fu Feng felt a little nervous. Afraid that she would notice, he gently tapped her forehead and said softly, "Didn't you say you were going to paint? What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Fuxue came back to her senses, took out a pen and paper, looked away, looked at him for a while, and then began to write.

The melodious sound of the piano accompanied her as she painted.

After the painting was finished, Fuxue looked at it for a long time and was not very satisfied with the eyes, thinking that they were not very vivid, so she flew in front of him and said bluntly: "Fufeng, I want to see your eyes. Eyes are the most important part of your expression and are the most difficult to draw."

"Then see." He nodded.

Fuxue took the painting, placed it beside his head, and carefully compared it to his eyes, adding or subtracting a few strokes from time to time.

She was right in front of him, his eyes meeting hers from time to time, and Fu Feng blinked lightly.

She was totally unaware, leaving him in a state of panic.

It was a bit tiring to keep the same posture for a long time, so he tilted his head. Fuxue put the pen to the side of his face and pressed it straight, "Don't move, finish it quickly."

Fu Feng glanced at her, lowered his eyes and blinked.

His eyes were helpless but also a little doting. She was stunned for a moment, and when she regained consciousness, she took a step back, her heart beating wildly for no reason.

Fu Feng looked up helplessly and took the opportunity to stare at her face. She had already put aside all distractions and continued to paint.

Feeling satisfied, Fuxue turned her head and was about to speak when she met his gentle eyes.

The distance was very close, and she suddenly felt something was ambiguous. She blinked, tilted her head, and the words disappeared in her throat for a moment.

His eyes in the drawing cannot match the real ones, and such a gentle look cannot be drawn.

His eyes are very beautiful.

In just a moment, she stepped back and said, "Okay."

Fu Feng leaned back and sighed, "Being your scenery is a bit tiring."

Fuxue held up the painting and spread it out in front of him, "Take a look."

"Very good."

She smiled: "You said it was great, are you afraid that I will look at you and make changes again?"

Fu Feng nodded, took a sip of the tea that was warmed by divine power, and said, "Yes, I am very tired."

I've looked into her eyes so many times that I'm afraid I can't hide it anymore.

Fuxue looked at his profile, her fingertips holding the drawing paper slightly tightened, her eyelashes drooped, she suppressed those inexplicable emotions, and stuffed the painting into his arms, "Since I have troubled you, I will give you the painting. After all, it is about you. If you dare to despise it, I will ignore you for a day tomorrow."

"That's really overbearing." He smiled and replied, "Then I'll accept it."

"I'm tired from painting, so I'll go back first."

"Okay." He watched her leave, then looked down at himself in the painting, with the corners of his lips raised.

She drew him.