Chapter 623 Brother Zhou ever married?
Covering her eyes with red silk, Yang Chan vaguely saw Zhou Ji raising his palm and stretching it towards her side face. Her heartbeat, which had been rushing because of embarrassment, seemed to miss a beat, her brain buzzed completely blank, and her hands and feet stood stiffly in place. He even forgot to breathe, his eyes were fixed on the palm outside the red silk.
The re-beating heart echoed in the chest cavity. At this moment, even she herself couldn't tell whether she was panicking or looking forward to something.
However, the palm that was about to touch the red silk stopped in mid-air, and Nezha's curious voice pierced through the gauze-like silk and satin into Yang Chan's ears, waking her up from the trance-like loss. .
"Brother Zhou, Third Sister, what are you doing?"
"Isn't your second brother Yang and Miss Cunxin's wedding coming soon? We are helping to decorate the courtyard." Zhou Ji pouted at Nezha, glanced at the other ribbons that had been arranged in the yard, and said with a smile: "You If there's nothing wrong, why don't you come over and help?"
"Of course! How can I help? Can you build up these red silks?"
Nezha is very active by nature, and he has been feeling uncomfortable in the heavenly court for a long time. When he saw such a "fun" thing, his eyes lit up, he jumped over the fence, fell in front of the two, and was about to pick up the things on the ground. Hong Si suddenly thought of something, and said with a bitter face: "No, I can't do it. I have to accompany her to see Second Brother Yang after the reunion with Aunt Yao is over."
"What? She was worried that if she went to see Yang Jian alone, Yang Jian could kill her?" Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing.
"Who knows?" Nezha curled his lips, and suddenly laughed, "But that's also good, I just took the opportunity to come out and get some air."
Yang Chan quietly folded the red silk, calmed down and looked at Nezha and said, "If you are bored in the sky, you can come down to see us anytime~"
"How can it be so easy? The gods in the heavenly court perform their own duties, and going to the lower realm without permission will violate the rules of heaven." Nezha drooped his head, and sighed like a kid, "Oh~ there is no way, there are many rules in the heavenly court"
Little Nezha is so cute, Zhou Ji couldn't help touching the little hair on her head, and comforted: "It's okay, if you can't come out, I can go and see you?"
"Really?" Nezha said in surprise, his eyes lit up.
Zhou Ji nodded and said with a smile, "Of course it's true."
"That's really great!" Nezha smiled happily, raised his face, and flaunted: "You don't know, my Marshal's Mansion is huge. If Brother Zhou comes, he will stay for as long as he wants."
“.”
My marshal's mansion is huge
Zhou Ji looked at Nezha with a strange expression, feeling a chill in his heart for no reason.
Is there anything else you can do to make me healthy?
"Brother Zhou, what's wrong with you?" Yang Chan noticed Zhou Ji's strangeness and asked in confusion.
"It's nothing. I just suddenly thought of a bad idea." Zhou Ji coughed lightly, waved his hands, and changed the subject, "There is only this piece of red silk left unfurnished, while the queen mother is still talking to her aunt. Nezha, third girl, Let's tie these ribbons first."
Yang Chan has long been used to Zhou Ji muttering some inexplicable words from time to time, she nodded slightly, and handed the folded red silk to Zhou Ji. With Nezha's help, the three of them quickly finished arranging the ribbons.
Zhou Ji flicked his sleeves and waved a wave of mana, and the lanterns in the courtyard were lit one by one.
Nezha stood on the main road in the middle of the courtyard, looking at the surrounding stone lanterns, flower beds, lanterns and ribbons arranged on the eaves. Although it was not dark yet, it seemed that he had already seen the splendid scene of candlelight and festoons at night.
"Nezha."
The Queen Mother walked out, and was taken aback when she saw the scene in front of her.
Not being able to convince Yao Ji has made her a little annoyed, and the red word '囍' seems so ironic to her.
Nezha heard the voice of the Queen Mother, shrugged his shoulders towards Zhou Ji Yangchan, and said in a low voice: "My Lady called me, I'll go there first, Brother Zhou, remember to come and play with me when you have time~"
"Remember, remember." Zhou Ji closed his eyes and nodded, smiling, "Go now."
"Well~ I'm leaving~~" Nezha waved at Yang Chan, turned and ran away.
"Should it be gone?" Yang Chan subconsciously said.
"Then I'll find a place to catch up on sleep first. The Xiaotian dog has been beating in the yard all morning, so I haven't had a good rest." Zhou Ji yawned, stretched his arms, and asked Yang Chan said goodbye and left.
Yang Chan looked at Zhou Ji's back as he walked away until he disappeared at the corner of the corridor pavilion, and suddenly felt a trace of remorse
I knew it earlier. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t say no.
On the other side, the backyard garden.
Nezha stood outside the gazebo with a sharpened spear, plucking the petals on the ground, and glanced at the Queen Mother and Yang Jian who were sitting inside the gazebo from time to time.
Although Zhou Ji and Yao Ji are Yang Jian's friends and mothers, they are not Yang Jian himself after all.
Through the attitudes of the two, the Queen Mother already knew that the "rules of heaven" could not convince Yang Jian at all, and could only pin her hopes on the "marriage" itself.
Before he knew it, it was almost noon, and the autumn sun was not as hot as the summer heat. Zhou Ji leaned against the ridge of the roof and lay on his back to take a nap. The knowledge is released, and you already know who is coming through your steps.
"The queen mother is gone?"
"Um"
Yang Jian responded, sitting on the roof next to Zhou Ji, looking at the decorated courtyard, double happiness plastered everywhere.
The queen mother advised him that once he entered into marriage, he would enter a sea of suffering that he could not escape from. After the temporary joy of newly married, what was left was endless pain.
Ordinary people will end up struggling in this bitter sea for thirty to fifty years, but as a fairy god, he will be tortured in this painful oil pan for thousands of years, and there will be no end to it!
No matter how calm Yang Jian is, he is still a young man catalyzed by Marshal Tianpeng with the supernatural powers of aging. Many things are kept in his heart, and it is inconvenient to discuss with his mother and third sister. Zhou Ji, who has helped their brothers and sisters a lot these years, has long been a father in his heart. Brother also exists.
"What the queen mother said is not entirely true." Zhou Ji looked up at the vast sky, and said with a faint expression: "If two people really love each other, naturally the situation that the queen mother said will not happen, but if one of them's feelings are not pure, For them, the long time will indeed become endless torture."
Yang Jian was silent for a moment and said: "Brother Zhou also thinks that Yang Jian should not marry the third princess?"
Zhou Ji sat up, and his clear eyes revealed vicissitudes and profundity that he had never seen before: "I just want to remind you that since you have decided to marry Miss Cunxin, you should devote yourself to this marriage with all your heart. You and her Getting married is out of responsibility, but after getting married, don't use responsibility to 'define' your relationship"
"Life is only a hundred years. If Miss Cunxin is just a mortal, you can accompany her through a happy life out of "responsibility". But she is the third princess of the West Sea, and you still have thousands of years to get along slowly."
"I know you have some affection for her, but if you can't accept her wholeheartedly, then it's completely irresponsible, and your marriage will also end in failure."
Zhou Ji's words were like a thunderbolt, deafening.
Yang Jian kept thinking back to the words of the Queen Mother and Zhou Ji, and the figures of Cun Xin and Chang'e in his memory changed back and forth, and he felt that the thousands of threads were like a mess.
In the end, the word "responsibility" still prevails.
The fairy under the moon who caught a glimpse is sealed deep in the memory.
After experiencing a battle between heaven and man, Yang Jian closed his eyes slightly, and slowly opened them, as if he had let go of a huge rock. There was no confusion in his eyes, but there was a bit of a teasing smile, "Brother Zhou's emotion, how do you hear it?" Does it look like someone from here?"
Zhou Ji touched the memory fragments he left behind in some worlds, and said with emotion, "Maybe it's really my experience?"
What Zhou Ji said was a bit cloudy, but Yang Jian heard something from it, and said with surprise: "Brother Zhou was married before? Why didn't I hear you mention it?"
Zhou Ji smiled, pointed to his forehead and said, "I have practiced for a long time, and I have left some memories in the past. Although I didn't look through them deliberately, these insights are indeed what I have experienced."
(Watching the live broadcast of the Ti11 finals, so much for now.)
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