Speaking of stray cats, Moiraine once heard Jing Yuan say that the leading big cat likes to lick the kitten he is covering. It has nothing to do with whether the kitten is happy or not, just to clarify the relationship between superiors and subordinates and to show off himself. status and majesty.
Therefore, from time to time, they will see the kitten being slapped on the ground by the big cat's paw, or pinching the neck, or pressing the belly, and being licked wet all over, with eyes looking at the sky aimlessly, every ball trembling. Her fleshy balls are full of hopelessness.
...Could this be retribution for her and Jing Yuan watching kitten jokes together?
Morrigan's current situation is not much better than that of a kitten being held down and licked by a big cat.
It might be even worse, because the kitten will not be forcefully smeared with white medicine and wail in agony under the effects of the medicine.
"Til your head away a little. Untie your collar and lift your hair."
"Brother Dan Feng, I beg you to stop looking. This is the new peach blossom makeup I learned from Bai Heng. It's just that the color of the makeup is redder. It's definitely not because I was burned when I threw a shot put..."
"That's right. It's amazing that makeup can be melted all the way to the thyroid gland. Why didn't you say that the wound on the collarbone was caused by eating beef offal with red oil and eating it so hard that the oil and water were all smeared on it?"
"...How do you know I want to say this?!"
"Lie down. Don't make me say it a third time."
"…………"
Forced by the Dragon Lord's majesty, Morrigan did not dare to run away, so she could only lie down motionless like a corpse and let him move her back and forth unceremoniously.
The burns caused by the explosion of the reactor spread from behind her ears to her shoulders. She originally covered it up with her long hair, intending to confirm that the Yunyin Technique was effective before revealing it, but she did not expect that she could not escape the eyes of the old Chinese doctor.
——This old Chinese doctor, is he really serious?
When Dan Feng pulled her chin with one hand, pushed aside her blond hair that was piled like a cloud on her shoulders, and leaned down to cover her neck, Morian couldn't help but think this from the bottom of her heart.
It was only because she threw Xingcha like a ball that most of the injuries were on her palms and the side of her neck. At this moment, she could only close her eyes and focus, exposing her slender and soft throat to him.
No matter how powerful a beast is, it cannot resist when its own kind—and a similar one that is larger and has more hunting experience—bites its throat.
Fortunately, Dan Feng didn't really want to bite her. He probably saw that she was in pain, so his movements became much gentler, and he swept it behind her ears little by little like wet feathers. The touch was almost the same as a small peck.
Due to the limitation of his posture, the jade-like dragon horn on his head inevitably touched her face. It was cold and refreshing at first, but then it became warm like jade after wearing it for a long time, rubbing her cheek with warmth.
What is written in the storybook about whispering and hugging each other is probably nothing more than this.
Again, everything was perfect and beautiful, but it was a pity that Morrigan couldn't bear it now. She could only hold her neck stiffly, and her posture and expression looked like a dead fish, with a strange light shining in the fish's eyes.
This is really painful
She gasped and spoke weakly:
"Dan Feng, has anyone ever said that you have a really strong personality, and sometimes you talk to yourself and don't care about what others think?"
"..."
Dan Feng paused for a moment and raised his face slightly, his dark eyes like the moon shrouded in clouds.
"Thank you, everyone who knows me says so. It surprises me that you didn't realize it until now."
"Hahaha, because I also talk to myself, and usually I am the only one who is tormented by others..."
Morrigan laughed three times, then let out a long, sad breath.
"How did things come to this?"
"……Ah."
Dan Feng didn't even raise his head, and let out a short chuckle in his throat.
His soft breath fell on her ear, but his tone did not soften at all, and had the tendency to get worse.
"I said, just know the importance. When you truly understand the importance, you won't raise this issue again."
"It sounds like you are very measured...I was wrong! Brother, I was wrong! Tap, tap, tap! You are the most measured!"
Dan Feng ignored her, carried out her sad and angry comments to the end, and continued "talking to himself".
"That's right. You asked me 'what do I like' just now, why did you ask me so suddenly?"
"ah?"
Morrigan was already in such pain that she had forgotten about it. She couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, "Are you going to say this at a time like this?"
"It's at times like this that you need to gossip and distract yourself, lest you accidentally bite your back molar. If you don't think it's necessary, then forget it."
"I need it, I need it so much."
Morrigan hurriedly agreed, trying hard to condense her scattered consciousness into a thread and pull out the forgotten words from her mind, "Well, speaking of it...it doesn't seem to be too long..."
"Look, haven't I been bringing you things during this time, and I've also prepared birthday gifts with everyone? If Gao is not happy, I think you should be happy, otherwise I should have sent me away like a dragon master. Throw it out. But I always feel that you are not so happy, just like the moon in the water or the flowers in the mirror, there is always a layer of hazy mist between you and me, which makes people feel uneasy. "
"Everyone has their own favorite things. Bai Heng likes traveling, Ying Xing likes making weapons, Jing Liu likes swords and wine, Jing Yuan... I can't say, he seems to like everything, he is a young man who does big things."
"So sometimes I wonder, Dan Feng, what do you really like?"
"…………"
Dan Feng did not answer.
From Morrigan's perspective, she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. She could only see the green horn crown on his forehead and the thick black hair falling on her body like night.
After a silence that lasted as long as eternity, she saw him raise his face. His glazed green eyes were still as hard and indifferent, but the pupils embedded in them were astonishingly bright, like the bright and soft core of a candle.
He stared at her for a long time, and suddenly asked without any clue:
"You like my face, don't you?"
Morrigan nodded like a lark pecking at rice: "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Taking advantage of such an intimate opportunity, she reached out and caressed the side of his face, tracing the outline of the young man's tall figure along the edge of her palm.
"It's really beautiful. I've seen a lot of dragons in the universe - not just dragons, but all kinds of creatures, each one a miracle of life. But I swear by all my encounters, Dan Feng, your horns, your face, and your eyes are the most beautiful I have ever seen."
"..."
There was another long silence.
At the end of the silence, Dan Feng raised his hand to cover the back of her hand, intertwining his fingers, and then slowly pulled her hand down from her cheek with an almost unspeakable reluctance.
he asks:
"Then have you ever heard other Dragon Lords say that since the existence of the Ming Dragon Vein, all the 'Yin Yue Lords' of thousands of years and generations have the same face as me?"
He put his hands on his face, covering his facial features like a mask. He couldn't tell whether what escaped his lips was a bitter smile or a sigh, or a whisper of anger.
No, not just the face.
The body of the Vidyādhisattva Dragon Lord is cast by a secret method, and his appearance remains unchanged even after reincarnation. He remains the same for thousands of generations and will last forever.
The dragon's heart has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and is still pulsating vividly in his body, telling him whispers from ancient times and inscribing the aloofness, coldness and arrogance that belong to the dragon into every ounce of his consciousness.
So, how can he prove that he is still himself and not the vessel of the "Moon Drinker" from thousands of years ago?
He couldn't prove it.
No one cares about this proof except himself.
He showed himself so unscrupulously, did not abide by old laws and regulations, was not subject to the control of his tribe, and desperately wanted to grab something that belonged to "me", but in the end, could he really grab something?
The inheritance of Longzun will last forever, just like the eternity of the ancient sea, which will never change for all generations.
Among the connected strings of beads, he is a bright but hidden one.
In the surging tide, he is a strong but invisible bundle.
It doesn't matter what he likes.
It didn't matter what he was tired of.
His joys and sorrows are unimportant.
His love and hate are not important.
He is not important.
he--
"What's wrong with this?"
Suddenly.
In the darkness of ignorance and the uncertain waves, a voice came.
Transparent and bright, like the light of stars billions of light-years away, it shines down without hesitation, breaking through the window freely and splashing all over the faces of the people in the room.
——That was Morrigan's answer.
"……What did you say?"
Because this answer was so heartless, Dan Feng didn't react for a while. When he looked at her, he was briefly confused, almost doubting that he heard it wrong.
"Uh, I mean, all the 'Yinyue Lords' have the same face. Is there any problem with that?"
Morrigan looked more confused than him. In order to explain her thoughts, she tried her best to explain:
"I mean, this situation is very common. In our Tapmun galaxy, hundreds of the same faces exist at almost the same time, and they are also divided into 'Altoria', 'Rin', and 'Sakura' Genus'... etc., especially the genus Artoria, has spread like dandelions to every corner of the galaxy. On almost every planet, there is at least one Artoria living happily."
Dan Feng: "?"
No, what kind of planet is this?
"Indeed, the appearance of these Artoria is very similar, and their personalities are more or less influenced by the 'Original Artoria'. They are like subspecies and derivatives. It is difficult to distinguish them in the eyes of outsiders. There are also Artoria I feel distressed by this.”
"But as a native of Tapmun, I can say with confidence - I think it's absolutely fine! Even though everyone is an 'Altria', each Altria has its own unique setting... …I mean character and soul, whether it’s a king, a trainee knight, a magical girl, an idol, or a civil servant, everyone is doing their best to live, and they are all wonderful Arturia!”
Dan Feng: "..."
From the middle, it seemed that it had nothing to do with him, but she just wanted to be happy.
Also, what kind of planet is this?
Morrigan became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, and she did not forget her original intention until the end. She returned to the original point: "So Dan Feng, I think you are the same."
Dan Feng: "…………"
How is this the same? Can he split into hundreds of Dragon Lords on the spot?
That's great, how can I split it?
Moiraine continued: "I know that every generation of 'Moon-Drinkers' is almost the same. The Dragon Lord is inherited in you, and the Vidyadhara only values the Dragon Lord and doesn't care what kind of individual you are. But believe me, With such a...well, difficult character like yours, you must have left an unforgettable impression on everyone."
"Maybe you haven't noticed it yourself, Dan Feng, you are not the stereotyped immortal or dragon in the drama. Your temper is much weirder than theirs."
"Perhaps you have been playing the role of the 'ideal Dragon Lord', but the 'Ideal Dragon Lord' will not stay up all night drinking with mortals, will not play drumming and passing flowers in his own holy place, will not listen to his brother's technical talk and say 'shut up' when he gets tired of it. Xing', you won't dress dignifiedly and criticize your predecessors for not abiding by male ethics, but you do this kind of thing behind my back. To be honest, it's really too that, that's just that, you know, I didn't expect you to be like this at all. Plant a dragon... Hey, wait a minute! What did I do to you?"
She was only halfway through her critical comment when Dan Feng angrily and funny held her head down and bit into the soft crook of her neck, physically interrupting her.
"Wait a minute, don't bite, don't bite, don't bite! Why are you like this? I'm comforting you, but you bite me! Please be reasonable, okay? I know you are a little crazy, but don't go crazy all of a sudden. Fear!"
Dan Feng's bite wasn't serious, but when you think about his dragon body that stretches across the sky and the huge waves that he can set off with a swing of his tail, just having him bite his neck is already scary.
Morian couldn't understand and was greatly shocked: "Although our galaxy is very fun to play, this kind of play is still too advanced. Usually everyone only does it in bed | On top... No, this is indeed on bed | On top, But I’m not talking about the hospital bed! Are you really the Vigilant Dragon?"
"Really? I see that your galaxy has everything, and even my years of obsession are not worth mentioning. What else can touch you?"
"I'm kidding! I'm kidding! I just want to make it easier for you. You Vidyadharas take this kind of thing too seriously!"
Morian couldn't get away, so she could only put away her playful smile, raised her head with difficulty, and gently nudged the dragon's horn on top of Dan Feng's head.
"Okay, don't be angry. Although my words are not serious, my thoughts are always more sincere than the stars in the sky. You know this, right?"
"..."
"As for me, it is true that the first thing I look at when I look at someone is their face, but it doesn't just have to be a face. Rather than saying that I like your face, it's better to say that I saw you in Luofu and come to bother you again and again like now. After trying to understand your joy, trouble and anger, I can be convinced that you must be the most beautiful dragon I have ever seen."
"..."
"So now, I think so from the bottom of my heart."
"Dan Feng, it's great that you can become the 'Yinyue Lord'. In such a vast universe, it's great that I can see you."
"…………"
For a long time, Dan Feng didn't speak.
Then, Morrigan felt his slightly rapid breathing calm down, and his warm breath gradually left.
He straightened up and sat on the edge of the couch, lowering his eyes and watching her quietly. The shadow of the moon had dissipated before he knew it.
"Okay, you can go. Next, as long as you avoid strenuous activities, eat more and sleep more, you will be healed in a few days. You don't need to see me again before the injury heals."
Dan Feng's tone was calm, as if the emotions he felt a moment ago were just an illusion.
However, when he tried to get up and leave without looking back, a crack opened in the apparent calm.
"..."
After a brief silence, he finally turned around and looked at Morrigan with a hesitant expression.
"release."
Morrigan: "...What?"
"Relax your tail."
"..."
Morrigan followed his gaze and looked down, only to find that she was shaking in pain. Her tail had raised up on its own without knowing when, and walked around his narrow waist, with the tip of her tail evenly embedded in it. into the belt around his waist.
It’s a very ominous picture in every sense of the word.
"...Well, I'm sorry. Although you may not believe it, my tail has its own ideas. I really didn't mean it."
