Zhihu Salt Selection _ The Most Affectionate Female Ghost of the Millennium

Song Jue, the immortal who had a night of marriage

with me, was about to kill me.

I slanted my head slightly away from the silver sword pointing at me and looked at the half-dressed beauty in front of me, who was

covered with red marks! You don’t want to get cheap and be good. Did you forget

how much you liked me? I don’t know if you’re still secretly happy. As soon as

I said this, three points of depression appeared on Song Jue’s beautiful and indifferent little face. She no longer hesitated

, but was ruthless.

Joke, but I am a warrior, how can I haggle with this thin

young man who can’t carry on his shoulders and carry on his hands. I gave him a hard look and ran away. The

previous absurdity was still lingering in my mind. It was obvious that he was calling his sister in bed and

begging me to love him. As soon as I woke up, I turned my back on him!

But I still feel guilty, after all, between me and Song Jue, it is true that I am sorry for him.

First,

I am Princess Yining of the State of Jiang. On the day when the state was destroyed, I stood on the gate tower and committed suicide. If I didn’t jump down

, I was afraid that I would die ugly and destroy my wisdom.

But I never thought, I became a ghost, but also trapped in the palace of Jiang, can not step

out of half a step. As time goes by

, I don’t know how many years I have stayed there and how many Dynasties I have seen.

Finally, I waited for Song Jue, the only young man who could see me, the seven unloved princes of the Song Dynasty.

On that occasion, Song Jue was deliriously burned. I was used to seeing life and death, and I didn’t want to care about him, but who knew that the child was staring straight at me, “Is my sister going to take me away?”

He can see me? I’ve been lonely for thousands of years! I was so excited that I threw myself at him. “Child, can you see me?”

Song Jue blushed and nodded, slightly avoiding it.

I couldn’t help but reach out and touch him, and to my surprise, I could touch him! After thousands of years, I feel the body temperature of people again, and I can’t put it down.

“Sister.” Song Jue gave a cry of grievance in a hoarse voice.

I was very satisfied with his young and elegant appearance, and did not care about his resistance, as if he had got a toy that he could not put down.

Song Jue blushed more and more until she lost consciousness, and I was frightened to come to my senses. The child was still ill, and I was careless! Anyhow,

I am a gorgeous ghost who has lived for thousands of years, and I am still good at cultivation.

I went to the hospital, and I chose a few herbs and decocted them there. If it hadn’t been for the dead of night, I would have been scared to death. I fed the medicine to the child, looked at him and couldn’t help touching him, saying that I helped him keep vigil,

but in fact I was too excited to sleep.

The day dawned, I was a little tired, but the child woke up, and the skin became as white as jade

. Smiling,

I squeezed into his bed. “I can’t repay you for saving my life. Do you know that you have to promise your body

to him?”

Song Jue was so startled that she moved away. Her face turned red. “Don’t do this, sister.” I

couldn’t help it. I took him in my arms and hugged him. “I’ve been watching for you all night. I’m afraid

you’re not feeling well. Hurry up and hug me to sleep.”

Song Jue stopped struggling, and I fell asleep happily.

People are really warm and soft. I haven’t slept that well in

years. As a ghost, I can’t feel the temperature, but

when I meet Song Jue, I remember the temperature and touch that I have forgotten for thousands of years.

I woke up happily and played with Song Jue’s slender hand. His face was calm

and gentle, except that the tips of his ears were a little red.

“Since you call me sister, you are mine from now on.”

Before Song Jue could refuse, I began to tempt him. “Sister, I’m very powerful. If you become

my person, I’ll give you whatever you want. If anyone bullies you and humiliates you, I’ll take his life

. How about that?” Song Jue was stunned and looked at me blankly, as if she had been bewitched by me, and I laughed

a little deeper.

“What does my sister want?”

A child’s family is transparent.

I looked at him and smiled. “What can you give me?”? Don’t you just sleep with me and talk

to me?

Song Jue distanced herself from me and said, “No way.”

I have never been disobeyed from being a man to being a ghost.

My face darkened. “How dare you refuse?” Undeterred

, Sung Chueh turned away and said, “a gentleman is not without a matchmaker.”

I laughed out loud, I must him, of course, because only he can see me, only

he can be touched by me, but now I find that the child itself is really interesting.

“Ha ha ha, sister, I don’t like your little body. I just sleep. You

know, I’m a ghost, and I’m more greedy for people’s temperature.”

In fact, I’m just stating the facts, and I’m not trying to be miserable. Song Jue looked at me quietly,

with some pity for me, and he said softly, “Good.”.

I don’t care if he feels sorry for me or not, I will achieve my goal. Smiling, I rubbed his head, stood up and took his hand. “Come on, my sister will take you to

eat something delicious.”

Second,

Song Jue is very good. She usually stays in her bedroom and reads books. As for

me, apart from collecting all kinds of treasures and delicious food for him in the palace to show my love for him

, I only had the hobbies of clinging to him, hugging him and touching him.

Song Jue was obviously not used to it, and the tips of her ears were red every time.

I don’t care, as long as I’m happy.

I fed Song Jue a grape and looked up at him. “The longer she grows, the more beautiful she looks.”

Sung Chueh turned over the book and paused. Without looking at me, I could just see the tips of his ears, which were as red as if they were dripping

blood. “Sister, if you have a lot of free time, why don’t you take a book and read it?”

My eyebrows stood on end. “Are you mocking me?”

Sung Jue heard that I was angry. She put down the book in her hand and looked at me, laughing and coaxing. “No, my sister

misunderstood me. I was really afraid that my sister would be bored.”

I leaned back and said, “I’ve been bored for thousands of years.”

Sung Chueh’s eyes were fixed on me. “Didn’t my sister ever think about leaving?”

I didn’t tell him I couldn’t leave. Playing with my belt, I replied lazily, “

In the few hundred years since I died, I’ve been standing at the gate of the palace day and night, bumping into my insides, but I haven’t been able to get out.” The first time

Song Jue took the initiative to hug me, I smelled the fragrance of his body. “Then my sister will stay with me all

the time.”

I put my arm around his waist. “It’s you. Stay with me all the time.”

Sung Jue smiled softly over my head. “Good.”

Third,

Song Jue is a gentleman like jade. He is wise and close to demons, but he treats people with courtesy. Although he has no mother clan behind him,

he has gradually been put in an important position by his father over the years.

But Song Xun, the blind fool, still wanted to provoke Song Jue. When

I came back from searching for Song Jue’s treasures in the palace, I saw that Song Jue was being pressed

by the people Song Xun had brought, as if to make him kneel down. I was so angry that I threw the treasure in my hand, cast a spell and waved away the group of things

. Angrily, I raised my hand and hit Song Xun against the wall again and again.

They are shouting, ghosts-

although there are no ghosts in the blue sky and the white sun, ghosts in my realm are naturally not afraid of

the sun.

Song Jue came up to me and took my hand. “All right, sister, let it go.”

I glared at him angrily, but I let him go, and the group of things ran away immediately. I was so angry that I turned around and went into the room alone. Song Jue followed me closely and grabbed me.

“Don’t be angry, sister.”

I turned around and scolded him, “Why are you so easy to bully?”? What if I’m not here?

Sung Chueh-hsien was stunned, and then smiled warmly. “Won’t my sister always be here?”

Hum, he can only rely on me. Naturally

,

I couldn’t trust Sung Chueh, who was too weak to take care of herself, so I gave him a silver

sword. “From now on, I’ll get up every day and learn kung fu from my sister. Do you hear me?”.

Song Jue smiled and took the sword and nodded.

Song Jue usually can exercise, the foundation is not too bad, I get

up with him every day before dawn to practice.

Otherwise, how can we say that he is intelligent? He can be both literary and martial, and he has made rapid progress.

I looked at Song Jue, who was practicing her sword under the tree, and smiled with satisfaction.

Song Jue took the sword and walked towards me.

He is tall and slender, and his face is like jade. I have a rare heartbeat disorder.

“How does my sister feel?” He stood near me and asked with a smile. “Very well, I’m almost finished.” I slightly turned my face away and praised him, only to hear his clear

laughter.

Five,

this day, I wander in the palace, searching for treasure.

A man walked towards me with a black umbrella embroidered with gold stripes, and the umbrella cover was huge.

When I came, I couldn’t see his face, but I could see that he was dressed in white, with a jade belt around

his waist, slender and powerful. As he walked, the jade clasped each other, which was beautiful.

I couldn’t help squinting my eyes. He’s not a man.

The man walked slowly up to me and I saw his face.

Bring disaster to the country and the people, coquettish, and look familiar.

He laughed softly, and somehow I could hear the sadness of despair.

“Your Highness has forgotten me?”

For thousands of years, I stared at him for a long time before I remembered that he was Xiao Ci, my prospective son-in-law,

the founding emperor of the Xiao Dynasty who had destroyed Jiang.

Perhaps I had a monstrous hatred for him, but thousands of years have passed, those emotions are scattered

in the long years, hate or love, I have put down.

“Almost, what’s the matter?” I answered him lazily. Hsiao’s face darkened and he looked unhappy. “Come and help your Highness leave the palace.”

I sneered, “I’ve been stuck here for thousands of years, but you didn’t come here early or late, and

now you’re pretending to be kind?”

Hsiao Ci stretched out his hand to touch me, but I avoided him. “Is it disgusting?”? Have something to say. After all,

Xiao Ci has been sitting on the throne for a long time, and now he is doing well, so he has never been treated

like this.

His whole body pressed down and I was kneeling on the ground. He

lifted my chin with his long hand and smiled unhappily. “Your Highness is always so prickly

.”

I was controlled by others, and naturally I did not deliberately provoke him, so I just looked at him and did not speak.

Hsiao Ci let go of me as if he were deflated. “If you don’t leave, just forget it.”

The words did not fall, he left, the back tall and straight thin, beautiful but lonely.

I didn’t expect him to come and go in such a hurry, as if for fun, and I didn’t know what he

meant by such a gesture.

But I don’t like to spend time on things that are not clear.

But when the second person came to me, I was a little surprised.

I looked at the little fairy in front of me and pulled out my ears. “What

did you say, fortune-teller?” The little fairy blushed and said, “I’m in charge of life!”

I nodded my head perfunctorily. “Song Jue is the third prince of Heaven,” said Si Ming with a straight face. “He came down to

experience the plunder. The plunder of love is tied to the girl. If the girl can help the third prince to overcome the plunder of love,

the girl will be able to ascend to Heaven with complete merits and virtues.”

Who can not be moved?

I said yes.

It’s just that this love robbery is going to break Song Jue’s heart, and I can’t bear it. Song Jue and

I, obviously very good, but thinking that in the future I will be able to become immortals from ghosts, feel

the temperature again, be seen, can talk to people, can enjoy delicious food, how can I not be

moved?

I’m selfish, I admit it.

Besides, Song Jue should also go back. Why did she waste time with me in this lower world?

Six,

I didn’t know what to do. In a muddle, the emperor died and Song Jue ascended the throne. Everything

happened so fast that I didn’t realize it.

Looking at Song Jue in the dragon robe, I thought, this child may not be so simple, thinking about

him in the future, I still feel guilty. After the

national mourning, the draft is coming. Song Jue stood over there and asked me what I thought.

I pressed down my displeasure and said, “It’s up to you to choose. I don’t know. Pick

the one you like.”

Song Jue’s face was a little cold, and her voice was a little cold. “Really?”.

I nodded at random.

I don’t know what kind of woman Song Jue likes, and the concubines she picks are fat and thin, and there are all kinds

of strange and colorful ones.

That night Song Jue turned over Liu Meiren’s sign. I couldn’t sit still after all. I swung to Liu Meiren’s palace

, but suddenly Liu Meiren knelt on the bed, looking anxious, while Song Jue was dealing

with government affairs with a cold face.

When Sung Yu looked up and saw me, the melancholy between her eyebrows and eyes melted, and she smiled softly and affectionately. “Why is my sister

here?”

I didn’t answer the rhetorical question, “Then how did you write the memorial outside?” “What do you think,

sister?”

I turned around and left. Are you kidding me? Play with me?

As soon as I left the temple gate, I was caught and held in my arms. His pointed chin rested on my shoulder

and neck. “My sister is so angry.” With a snort,

I grabbed his arm around me. “Can you stand it?” The hot air spread out and made my face red and my ears hot and my heart itchy.

I have never been affectation, listen to him say so, naturally turned around, smiling into his gentle eyes, really beautiful ah, I reached out to cover his eyes, the other hand gently pulled his collar, pulled him bent down, so covered, his lips are thin and soft, some cool and some sweet, light color, good-looking and good kiss.

Without waiting for me to taste it carefully, Song Jue clasped my waist and began to attack the pool. I don’t know how long it took, but the man stopped and picked me up and left. Subconsciously,

I hooked his neck. In fact, I wanted to say that I was a ghost and could float back by myself. But at the moment, the atmosphere was ambiguous, and Song Jue’s eyes were red and very attractive. I simply nestled in his arms to enjoy the beauty.

The man looked down at me, his voice a little hoarse and a little wistful. “Sister, don’t look at me like that.” Before

I could discuss it with him, the man threw me between the beds and told me why I couldn’t look at him like that.

I shouted hoarsely. I thought ghosts wouldn’t get tired, but I was wrong. I could feel the body temperature on Song Jue, and naturally I could feel the tiredness under him. “No!”.

I felt that I was shouting fiercely, but this man bit me. “Sister, aren’t you seducing me by shouting like that?”

Seven, Song Jue ate and drank enough, and went to court refreshed after a sleepless night. But I am a big ghost who has practiced

for thousands of years, but I am lying sick in the tatami to catch up on sleep.

Is this the immortal? Even the lower world is so gifted?

When I woke up lazily and went out barefoot, I saw Song Jue sitting in the outer room, reading

memorials, and the lights were shadowy.

Sung Jue looked up at me with a smile. “Don’t you wear shoes, sister?”

I lifted my feet and said, “I’m a ghost. I’m not cold.”

Sung Jue pointed her forefinger at the memorial. “I think my sister is trying to seduce me, not because I’m worried

about her catching cold.”

“Get out!” I let out a cry of anger and started to run, only to hear the man laughing behind me.

Song Jue is going to offer sacrifices to heaven. I can’t go. It’s boring to be alone.

He looked at me and touched my head, neither big nor small. “Sister, would you like to try

again?”

I glanced at him. “Try what?”

Song Jue only smiled and did not speak. I understood that she wanted me to try to go out. After

hundreds of years of pain and despair, I didn’t really want to try. I pushed his hand away and

shrank inward. “No!”

Song Jue was obviously an insatiable person. He leaned toward me and said, “Since you can see me, I can’t say that you can be taken out by me.”

I was in the mood, and I had hope again. “Good!”

Song Jue covered my eyes. “Sister.” With this sound, he sighed and felt helpless, spoiled and moved. Carrying

my heart, I was led out of the palace by Song Jue. I ran forward excitedly, eager to feel the scene outside, but was sucked back by a strong force.

Sung Jue flew over and grabbed me. I didn’t stop until I shot back. I was very depressed. “Can’t I leave you?”

Sung Jue raised her eyebrows and turned to look at me with a rare look of gloom. “Does my sister want to leave me?”

My heart missed a beat. After all, I had promised my life. Seeing that I still didn’t speak, Song Jue’s beautiful little face became more and more gloomy, and she held my hand a little tighter. Only then did I come to my senses. “How could this happen?” Then he gave him a slap in the face to comfort him.

Accompanying Song Jue to offer sacrifices to heaven, I naturally stood beside him grandly, and no one could see me anyway.

The man was dressed in a dark red dragon robe, showing some of the coquettish that did not belong to him.

Through the sunshine, I squinted and found a fact that made me jumpy. The Yang Qi on Song Jue’s body was a little weaker. At the end of the ceremony, Sung Jue held me in her arms and leaned close to me. “Is my sister bored

?”? Why are you so absent-minded?

I nudged him slightly, pulling away from him and looking at him sideways. “You’re with me

, and the Yang Qi in your body has faded.” I paused to say the three words “

together,” and Song Jue must have understood what I

meant by “together.”.

His face turned a little ugly, and his voice was a little hoarse. “Doesn’t my sister want to be with me

?” I seemed to hear the threat and raised my eyebrows in amusement.

“What do you think?”

Sung Chueh’s lips, which were still hooked, froze. “No way.”

I thought he was so cute that I put my arm around his neck and said, “You are my person, both in life

and in death. Naturally, I won’t let go.”

Besides, I already know how to take Song Jue through love.

Song Jue listened to my words, and her beautiful eyes were filled with emotion. She pinched my waist and

kissed me with great force and ferocity.

Song Jue was not only the ruler of the Song Dynasty, but also the third prince of heaven.

Now I suck his Yang Qi, even if it is not my intention, but it also increases greatly. And he, although the body bone is all right, but I am such a big ghost day and night in his

side, with his neck, his imperial spirit faintly began to break. There were frequent disasters in Jiangshan

, and even there were rumors among the people that he was an unorthodox dragon son and that heaven was angry.

The wind and rain are shaking.

But Song Jue is clearly a delicate person with golden branches and jade leaves, and a gentleman

with a universe inside.

I’m feeling down. I promised not to let others bully him, but in the end, I

was bullying him.

There were even evil spirits who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and they rushed to the palace in groups.

That night Song Jue was still reading the memorial to the throne outside, and I was leaning on the book inside, and suddenly I felt

a dense ghost coming into the hall.

I dropped the book and floated out. Sung Jue saw me in a hurry and frowned. “What are you going to do, sister

?”

Now he has a lot of government affairs, and there are things out there that don’t know whether they are alive or dead. Naturally, I don’t

want him to be upset, so I smile and say, “It’s all right for my brother to work hard. I’ll come back as soon as I go.

Be a good boy.”

Song Jue curled her lips slightly, with a rare sense of dependence. “Good.” I guess

he guessed something, too.

Always help him through the plunder, I also want to fly up, which can only he suffer.

Out of the door, as soon as I looked up, I saw a dark scene of ghosts and monsters outside. After all, Song Jue’s Yang Qi was still too attractive.

Summoning Xuanjin, I touched its black gold blade, which had not seen blood for thousands of years. I looked coldly at the evil spirit in front of me. “Are you coming to die?” The

leading ghost, I see, has lived for thousands of years, thinking that it is not easy for him, and it is a pity to die.

But he obviously couldn’t feel my mercy. He laughed out loud and said, “This ghost sister, even though you’ve been practicing for many years, the son of heaven in today’s world has attracted thousands of our companions. Can she still kill all of them?”

Why not?

And my favorite thing is to make an example of others.

I smiled at the big ghost, and while he was stunned, I flew forward, stabbed him in the head with Xuanjin, turned my hands into claws, and poured all the dead gas into him.

He was just white and lovely, and instantly became a skeleton.

I conveniently threw the skeleton at my feet, gently lifted my feet, and crushed it severely, which really killed the thing that did not know whether it was alive or dead.

In fact, there is no time left and right, but it is enough for this group of minions to be stunned.

I blew the non-existent bloodstain on the precious Xuanjin and looked at them with a light smile. “Kill them all. It’s just a waste of time.”. How about going back to where you came from? They chattered for a while, but they still wanted to discuss it? I

really don’t care about Yining.

To say that although I am only a thousand years old ghost, but this talent is true.

Xuanjin was also presented by Chang Mingzhao, the God of War in Heaven, who had experienced plagues in the past years. I have a lot of guidance

from Wu Shen. I don’t show off at ordinary times. Today, I can teach these ghosts to know what level

I am.

I raised my hand to cut the air with Xuan Jin, and tore it to the front of the ghosts. In response to the sound of the crack, the real

cry of ghosts and wolves sounded. I squinted at them and said, “Get out!” This

time, the birds and beasts finally dispersed.

Whether they are people or ghosts, they are cheap after all. If they don’t hurt them, they don’t know how to

be afraid.

I touched Xuanjin, put it away, pushed the door and entered. Song Jue was still looking at

the memorial in the dim candlelight. Look at the beauty under

the lamp, and all the hostility in front of you will dissipate.

When Sung Jue saw me come in, she looked up and smiled softly. “Sister, go in and rest first. It’s getting

late.”

I nodded, and without disturbing him, I went in and sat on the bed.

Even if I drive away the evil spirits for him, it is also the endless disaster I brought to him. I always feel a sense of loss in

my heart.

Song Jue went about her business late into the night, and when she saw me still sitting in the room, she smiled and held me in her arms. “Have you been snubbing your sister these days?”.

I put my arm around his neck and said softly, “No, I just feel sorry for you.”

Sung Jue gently kissed me between the eyebrows. “My sister has always been with me, which is why she feels sorry for me.”

Song Jue is so good, I still want to play with him, I am really not a person. Oh, I’m not human.

Song Jue gasped in my ear, so tantalizing that I was in a daze. When I vaguely saw Xiao Ci, I couldn’t help but open my eyes wide and give a low cry, “Xiao Ci?!”

But when I shouted, the man disappeared again.

Song Jue’s whole body froze, and her face turned a little pale. The affair ended hastily, and she said slowly, “Who is Hsiao Tzu?”

This time it’s my turn to freeze. How can I describe who Xiao Ci is? Lying on my stomach,

I casually replied, “An old friend who died before I died.”

Sung Jue hugged me very tightly and said softly, “Really?” As if she didn’t intend to care.

Had it not been for my wandering in the palace the next day, when I saw Song Jue calling a large number of historiographers, I really thought he didn’t care. So I naturally sat in the temple, waiting for him to ask me, but I didn’t know that he

had never come back that night. At daybreak

, I went to sleep, and when I saw Song Jue again, the matter seemed to have passed

.

Nine,

the Song Dynasty was about to fall, and no matter how hard Song Jue tried, it seemed that she could not resist the collapse

of the building. But when he saw me, he was still smiling every day, with a gentle look

.

Until he wanted to hold my hand, the slender hand passed through my body, and for the first

time I saw such a distinct emotion on Song Jue’s face-it was despair, fear, it

was the collapse of the sky. There was a jerk in

my heart.

It was something I had expected, but he was so sad that I swallowed the words

on my lips.

Song Jue pursed her lips and begged, “Sister, don’t leave me, okay?”

He was afraid that I would leave. But how can I give up.

He looked pitiful, but I woke up just in time. I pretended to be indifferent and raised my eyebrows carelessly.

“Of course, you’re the only one who can see me. I

won’t leave until you can’t see me.”

Sung Chueh’s voice trembled. “Is that all I am to my sister?” I smiled, endured the bitterness, and did not speak.

Song Jue looked at me and did not ask again. The light in her eyes was broken into pieces and scattered in the dim

candlelight.

When the rebels burned the Forbidden Palace, I stood quietly not far from Song Yu, more than a month had passed since he

could not see me.

I still remember that day when he went back to the bedroom and didn’t see me, his pale face seemed to have been

taken away all his life.

Song Jue quietly looked at the direction I was standing and smiled as gently as she had seen it for the first time. Startled,

I thought he could see me. When I fixed my eyes on him, I found that his beautiful

eyes were full of sadness, empty and hopeless. “Yining, I really hate you.” I

knew he couldn’t see me, but I didn’t dare to turn around.

I stood with him in the fire and watched him shine with the light of success.

Song Yufei ascended, and I also entered the heaven.

Because I have the ability to exorcise ghosts in the lower world, and I am familiar with the head of the God of War, I was named the

God of War.

Ten,

I call myself Qing Ci. For

no other reason. When I became a God that day, I knew that for thousands of years, I had been trapped in the palace and could not step out, all because of Xiao Ci.

Once upon a time, he sealed my body in the underground ice room of the palace and asked someone to do it.

It’s a pity that in those years when he was emperor, I was still a kid. I was in a muddle all day and my mind was not clear. I only knew that I wanted to go out. Struggling for a hundred years, with cultivation, I realized that I was the princess of the former Dynasty.

I have a blood feud with Xiao Ci. If I don’t destroy him, it’s hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart.

It’s just that this man is a character when he is a man, and he is also a great ghost when he is a ghost. He has become one of the ten ghost kings.

I spent all day practicing in my own temple. I didn’t like to go out except to kill demons and ghosts. First, I wanted revenge. Second, I was a little afraid of meeting Song Jue. After all, no matter how many reasons I had, I would be sorry for him.

But what you’re afraid of is what you come to.

Tianjun birthday banquet can not be avoided, I hide in the side of the birthday, is very low-key. But Mingzhao always asked me to work, saying that he was afraid that I would be bored, so that I would kill too much, and my reputation would spread far and wide, and my colleagues would always look at me secretly.

Being upset, I hurried into the peach grove of the Queen of Heaven to drink, and then went back when the time came. After all

, I used to be a ghost. I haven’t drunk for thousands of years. I can’t hold my liquor. I can’t tell what night it is without drinking a few cups. I don’t know what happened to Song Jue. She ran into the peach grove and bumped into a drunkard like me.

I thought he and I were still in the human world, still in the Song Dynasty, still in the palace where I had been trapped for thousands of years

.

I was so drunk and wronged that I hugged the man’s lean waist and cried, crying

and crying, and my hands untied his coat restlessly.

A night of nonsense.

When I woke up rubbing my head, I was really a little confused. I thought it was a matter of making up with him

, but after seeing Song Jue’s reaction, I realized that the repair was really not very successful. He wanted

to kill me, as if I had insulted his innocence.

But his innocence was given to me long ago.

I said I wouldn’t haggle with him, but the third prince of heaven, even if I was a warrior,

I might not be able to beat him. If he wanted to take my life, I would have to run.

It’s just that I feel bad in my heart.

I remember he said he hated me. Shang Xian, the second ghost king in the

eleventh and

tenth palaces, was going to get married, and the invitation was sent to heaven.

Heaven and the underworld have always been well water does not interfere with river water, there is no intersection, this wedding invitation is not

to go, not to go is not.

Song Jue took the job, and the Lord of Heaven ordered the God of Literature and the God of War to accompany him.

But the Lord of Heaven did not name names, pay attention to voluntary, I do not know what is out of mind, I went. It’s just that there’s another person with the same mind as me, the accompanying Wenshen Muyang Shenjun-Xuan Yu.

I stood at the South Gate of Heaven waiting for Song Jue, but I saw him and Xuan Yu coming together. Both of them were dressed in white, with gentle eyebrows and eyes. Looking at the beauty and talent, I couldn’t help feeling sour.

Speaking of this Xuan Yu, I have heard a little about it. I don’t know how many years she had loved Song Jue, but before Song Jue had been robbed, she would avoid her when she saw her. At the time of the plunder, Xuan Yu heard Si Ming say that Song Jue’s plunder was a love plunder. He cried to go down to earth, but was stopped by Si Ming crying. After the disaster, as far as I can see now, Song Jue is not so ruthless to Xuan Yu.

Perhaps it is through me to see who is the lovable person.

I couldn’t help but feel my belt. Song Jue was already in front of me. Her face was as cold as if she wanted to freeze the water vapor around her. She said sarcastically, “The God would not hesitate to go with me, but he wants to meet his old lover.” Song Jue and

I are not a secret in heaven. Everyone knows that Song Jue and I don’t deal with each other, but isn’t my old lover him?

So I was stunned and didn’t come to my senses.

Song Jue obviously just to stab me, and do not want to get the answer, has turned away from the face. Later,

I realized that he was talking about Xiao Ci, but I couldn’t explain it.

This line of work is really uncomfortable, I may be the brain was eaten by gluttony will come. Xuan Yu always surrounded Song Jue like a butterfly. I saw that Song Jue obviously didn’t want to talk to her, but it was still because of the girl’s face.

I sighed lightly, but I didn’t know what else I could do with Song Jue. Someone greeted me at the entrance of

the underworld. I saw it was Xiao Ci from a long distance. There was no other reason. It was just a black gold umbrella.

I narrowed my eyes, a little puzzled, I am not afraid of the sun when I am a ghost, this Xiao Ci goes to the world with an umbrella, maybe I don’t like the sun, but how can I still play in the underworld, what’s wrong with this?

Xiao Ci gave a slight salute to the three of us, looking like a dog, but Song Jue’s dislike for him was completely written on his face.

Hsiao didn’t care, either. He looked at me and smiled with indescribable tenderness. “I didn’t expect your Highness to come.”

I scratched my brows, squinting my eyes and smiling grimly. “I want to see how Hsiao Lang is doing.” As if unable to feel my unkindness

, Hsiao took back the gentle manner he had just shown and smiled as carelessly as usual. “Your Highness hasn’t been around for a thousand years. How can I be good?” Before

I could stab him, Song Jue interrupted with an expressionless voice: “Do you want to talk about old times or renew our relationship? You two can talk about it in private at night. Please ask the Ghost King of the Four Temples to take us into the underworld.” I never knew that Song Jue could make me so uncomfortable. I couldn

‘t help but want to raise my hand to cover my chest to relieve the acerbity, but I could endure it and clench my fist in my sleeve.

Xiao Ci, however, apologized to Song Jue with a deep smile and led us in.

I was placed in the guest hall of the underworld. Xiao Ci was busy with government affairs and didn’t stay much. Song Jue

went into the inner hall by herself. Hsuan-yu stopped me unknowingly. “Lord of the Ci of the Qing Dynasty,

did you have an old love affair with the Ghost King of the Four Temples?”

I glanced at her coldly. “What’s it to you?”

Hsuan Yu smiled carelessly. “I hope the Lord will stay away from your Highness. Your Highness has never suffered so much since he was born

. When your Highness came back from the robbery, he went to the Forgotten River and forced the Forgotten River to take

its water. As a result, millions of corpses were buried in the Forgotten River. The Lord of Heaven was furious.” Eight thousand days of thunder as punishment

.

Xuan Yu gave a slight salute and left with a smile. She spoke lightly, but I felt like I was struck by lightning.

It turns out that Song Jue really doesn’t love me anymore. Even though

he remembered me and his past, he had already forgotten me, and there was

nothing but disgust.

I couldn’t help covering my face with my hands. So my tears were so salty.

I crouched down and hugged my legs. I still felt cold. It was really cold in the underworld. I wanted to go back.

“What are you doing?” Song Jue’s clear and cold voice sounded from behind. I couldn’t help but turn my head to look at him. I knew I had just cried and looked very ugly, but I still

wanted to ask him, “Song Jue, do you really want me?”

I stared at him for fear of missing any of his expressions. He just looked at me

for a long time before returning. His voice was pleasant but heartless. “What do I have with God?”

I stood up, swayed for a moment, and walked past him. As I

passed by him, I couldn’t help but pause and tug at his sleeve. “Is there no

chance?”

Song Jue looked down at me and took his hand. She didn’t speak. She just looked at me like that.

My heart is getting colder and colder. I slowly loosen up and move forward. “I’m sorry.”

Twelve,

the first string wedding, although the underworld is gloomy, but also rare lively. Song Jue and

I are even more embarrassed now than when we came, and we can only go to

the ceremony at a short distance from each other.

The bride had already been taken over. It was said that she had met the first string in the human world. People and ghosts fell in love with each other. There

was a lot of love, hatred, anger, and infatuation. The girl died and he was satisfied. It was really a strange combination of circumstances.

I leaned on one side to watch two people worship the hall, the heart gave birth to a few envy.

Xiao Ci did not hold an umbrella in the hall, but looked more pale

and beautiful without the shadow of the umbrella. I don’t know when

this man was leaning against me. His voice was very soft, as if he were sighing, regretting, unwilling, and even more sad. “Speaking of which, I still owe your Highness a big wedding.” With a sneer in my

heart, I slanted my head and gave him a cool look. “I don’t want to settle thousands of years of bad debts with you. You still have to push your luck.”

Hsiao chuckled and said something in a low voice. Scattered in the room, he said, “I wish Your Highness would count with me.”

I raised my eyebrows and said, “Don’t worry. I’ve been trapped for a thousand years. Naturally, I’ll never forget it.”

Who knows to listen to me to say this, Xiao Ci is not as light as just now, the face is more white, pursed lips do not speak. I

didn’t want to talk to him, so I turned my head and collided with Song Jue’s line of sight. I don’t know how long he looked at it, but he knew that the dark eyes were full of dark color, which seemed to suck me in. My

heart trembled and I opened my mouth to explain, but I didn’t know what to say. The

wedding banquet lasted for seven days. When Song Jue, Xuan Yu and I were about to leave, we were detained by Wang Sixing, a temple ghost. In fact,

my heart is not surprised, the ghost king of the underworld is untamed, the underworld is pressed by the heaven for no reason, as the subordinate organs of the heaven, they have never had a good look with the heaven. There is no reason to ask our heavenly people to congratulate us so solemnly when we get

married.

It turned out that we were expected to detain the three unlucky people, declare war on heaven, and strive for a complete split.

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Song Jue and I were weak and could only be trampled upon by others.

Xuanyu had no force, and Song Jue and I could not leave her behind, and what Sixing brought was not a shrimp soldier or a crab general, but a ghost king in the three palaces and a ghost king in the five palaces.

I glanced at Song Jue and saw that the man had turned his wrist as if he had pinched a trick. Before I could figure it out, he looked at him with a cold face and said, “Let’s go.”

Sixing smiled and said that his Highness knew the current affairs and pressed the three of us into the tenth hell of the underworld. It was very empty, dark and bright, and only the three of us were crushed.

Xuanyu is a literary God, or a timid, weak literary God, this time has fainted.

Only Song Jue and I looked at each other. “What did you just pinch?” Before I could finish speaking, I heard a steady and familiar sound of footsteps, and it was Xiao Ci who came in.

Hsiao Tzu frowned and seemed a little unhappy. His eyes paused between Song Jue and me. “Your Highness, I’ve come to take you out.”

I think I should accompany Song Jue to live and die together in this situation, but I have never had this consciousness, and it is easy to do things with freedom.

Even though I thought that I and Xiao Ci should be enemies, I was particularly jealous, but because of Xiao Ci’s love of face, I never broke my face with him. I nodded, temporarily from the.

Hsiao led the way. I couldn’t help glancing back at Sung Jue. Her lips moved slightly

and she said, “Wait for me.” I don’t know if he saw it.

Thirteen,

I was taken to his four palaces by Xiao Ci. The layout

here is vaguely familiar to me, but after thousands of years of life, I really

can’t remember much in my mind, and I just raised my eyebrows a little doubtfully. I

didn’t want to talk to Xiao Cixu, so I threw a straight ball at him. “You in the underworld, are you

going to stir up trouble?”

Hsiao gently fiddled with the epiphyllum growing in the temple. “Your Highness is intelligent.”

“Then why did you let me out?”

“I don’t want your Highness to suffer in the ten-fold hell, and I don’t want your Highness to be

with the third prince.” Xiao Ci did not look at me and spoke softly, as if he were talking to himself. Between

me and Song Jue. But don’t make me sick by saying that. “Don’t I

have to thank you for helping him?”

Xiao Ci was already morbidly white, but now his face is even more pale with the naked eye. I

knew Hsiao Tzu had a bad temper, but when I stabbed him like this, he just hurried

away, leaving a light sentence: “Your Highness, pick a palace to rest at will.” After all, I was too lazy to think about Xiao Ci, so I walked in slowly and chose a palace to go to bed.

I don’t know whether Xiao Ci is really stupid or pretending to be stupid. He should know that if I have the strength,

I will destroy him sooner or later. He even came to me, and I could only call him “silly.”. Every day

, Hsiao Tzu comes to me to annoy me. At this moment, for example, he hands me the jade hairpin

, smiling tenderly, “Your Highness, would you like to try it?”

I pushed his hand away and glanced at him. “Did you carve it?” The tip of

his ear was a little red, and I couldn’t help sneering, “Are you

sick?”? Do you know what our relationship is?

Xiao Ci’s face was a little ugly, and he almost missed the hairpin in his hand.

I continued to stab him. Besides, I like Sung Chueh, very much. Thank you for keeping me

in the palace for a thousand years and waiting for him. Thank you for your help. Thank him, of course, is not sincere

, that thousands of years, did not meet Song Jue, I do not know how

I survived. As soon as

my voice fell, Hsiao Tzu became angry. He pinched my face with a hairpin and forced

me to look at him. His voice was hoarse and broken. “Your Highness, make it clear that you are a prisoner now, and

you still make me angry?” Every word

I said, “I’m telling the truth.”

This fellow’s eyes were red, and he raised a rather cruel smile. He bowed his head and kissed me. All the pressure

was released, so that I could not resist or struggle.

I bit his lips and tongue until it was bloody, but he didn’t let go. It was a long time before he breathed softly and let go of me.

Blood dyed his lips bright red, adding to the strange.

“Your Highness, if you loved me in the past, you will be able to love me in the future.”

I was amazed at his confidence, and all my anger turned to ridicule. “Hsiao, I

don’t really remember you very much. If I hadn’t become a God and known that you had trapped me for thousands of years, you

would have been just an old friend who was familiar with me.”

Kill people and kill their hearts.

Xiao Ci narrowed his eyes and smiled, which made my back cold. He dragged me to the tenth hell

by force and sent someone to press me aside.

“Your Highness has upset me.” Xiao crouched in front of me and kissed my forehead

gently.

I looked at Song Jue over there subconsciously.

His face was as usual, cold and merciless.

But Xiao Ci laughed out loud. The punishment of

the underworld is naturally varied. Xiao Ci changed the punishment to

greet Song Yu. As I

struggled, I wished I could kill Hsiao Tzu, who was torturing Song Jue at the moment. My voice became hoarse because

of extreme anger, resentment, and heartache. “Hsiao Tzu, why don’t

you go to die?”! I’m so ***ing sick that you’re sick! Song Jue’s face was extremely white, and her whole body was covered with scars and blood, but she didn’t even hum.

I couldn’t hold back my tears. The means of

Xiao Ci simply do not stop.

I said hoarsely, “Please, Hsiao, don’t do this to Song Jue. I can

‘t stand it.”

Xiao Ci’s whole person froze, but before he could react, Song Jue opened his mouth.

It sounds gentle, like gold and jade striking each other, but the words I say make me feel particularly ridiculous

. “Why is the Lord so?”

I was stunned and looked at Song Jue’s emotionless face, which was so beautiful, like a

delicate porcelain doll, but how could it be so cold?

But Hsiao stopped torturing him and came to pick me up. “Your Highness, since the prince

has forgotten you, why don’t you give me a wedding and I’ll let the prince

go?” I don

‘t know whether I couldn’t bear to be humiliated by Song Jue’s continued stay here, or whether I had

a little bit of luck in the end. I stared at Song Jue closely and said, “Good.”.

Song Jue did not respond except for a slight pause.

I tried to pull the corners of my mouth, and Xiao Ci took me out with half a hug.

Xiao Ci is a little good, and he will do what he promised. Just

let Song Jue go. Marry Xiao Ci?

Impossible.

A thousand years ago, I died Jiang, even if the past, but a thousand years, I trapped in the palace

, how can I forget!

At the worst, both the jade and the stone will be destroyed.

Nobody cares if I’m alive or not.

I should have died.

With Xiao Ci together, also calculate the long-cherished wish.

Fourteen,

Xiao Ci has been very busy in recent days.

It is estimated that the release of Song Jue provoked a lot of opinions from other ghost kings.

I am secretly setting up an array in the temple this day, a forbidden art of heaven, a forbidden art that can make Xiao Ci perish

with me.

But when Hsiao suddenly came in, I was in a panic. I stood up and managed to keep calm

. “What are you doing here?”

Hsiao smiled and glanced at me. “What are you doing?” He asked.

I poured a glass of water, suppressed my nervousness, and as I drank, I replied, “What can I do?”

Who would have thought that Hsiao Tzu would just come up to me and hold me, or pinch me around the waist? “Your Highness, why don’t you be busy embroidering your wedding clothes?”

I gently hum, the man looked down at me, eyes as if there is a look, then a smile, I do not understand what it means, he left again, come and go in a hurry.

Approaching the wedding day, the whole atmosphere of the underworld is very wrong.

It was no secret that Heaven had attacked me. No one was hiding it from me. It was Song Jue who led the troops.

I shook God, the embroidery needle accidentally pierced into the finger, blood beads came out, do not know when Xiao Ci came, grabbed my hand, pulled over, gently sucked.

I frowned and pulled back. The man’s face stiffened and his eyes narrowed unhappily. “What is your Highness thinking?”

I continued to bow my head and embroider the wedding dress, ignoring him, but he had some indescribable sarcasm. “Even if Heaven beats the four palaces of the Ghost King, Your Highness will marry me.”

My wedding with Xiao Ci was really shabby compared with the original marriage.

It’s not that the decoration is shabby. Just looking at the palace, I have to wonder if Xiao Ci took out all his belongings to hold the wedding.

The shabby thing is that the door is empty.

Why didn’t anyone come? I’m a little curious, but I don’t want to ask.

Xiao Ci just led me, smiling, walking gently, in a good mood, and did not seem to care whether anyone came.

Because there was no one, after the ceremony, Xiao Ci and I entered the bridal chamber together.

He opened the golden beaded curtain in front of me, handed me the silver-white wine cup, and looked at me with a gentle charm. “Your Highness, drink the acacia wine.”

I glanced at the silver-green liquid in the glass, but did not take it. I frowned. “What is this?”

Hsiao took my hand and forced it in. “Forget the river. Don’t you recognize it?” It was no secret in the three realms that

Song Jue forgot to drink the water. I felt that Xiao Ci was satirizing me and reached out to throw the glass away, but Xiao Ci seemed to see what I was thinking and stopped me gently.

I looked up at him. “No.”

Hsiao, after all, is not a good-natured person, and his smile is already a little ugly. “Then I’ll feed you, Your Highness.” Then he drank the water from the glass and kissed me, pinched my chin and pried open my teeth.

I tried my best to refuse, but I still drank some. I hurried to the edge of the bed and tried to spit it out. Nothing came out of my

mouth. I looked up at Hsiao with red eyes and noticed that his face was neither angry nor cold, but lonely. He said softly, “No.”

I was stunned, then feel that it is, just entangled, Xiao Ci also drank a lot, when it is not forgotten Chuanshui, I happily touched the chest, also too lazy to ask what it is.

When Xiao Ci slowly untied his belt, the strings in my mind tightened. I stared at him closely. He took off his clothes beautifully, but I didn’t appreciate it. My right hand was slowly printed on the back.

Xiao Ci smiled all the time, and when he took off the red clothes left inside, he reached out his hand and took the gold hairpin for me.

When Hsiao’s kiss fell on my naked shoulder, the mark was already formed. I didn’t have to pretend to be with him. I looked at him quietly and said, “Die with me, Hsiao.”

Hsiao did not raise his head, but gently leaned over to kiss my neck. His voice was a little hoarse. “Good.”

His voice fell, with the light of the killing array slowly lit up, I felt the piercing pain, can not help but choke Xiao Ci’s waist, shed tears of stress.

Hsiao Ci, however, as if he could not feel the pain, gently kissed my tears and coaxed me, “Your Highness, don’t cry.” I

felt my life draining away, and I couldn’t help muttering, “Are you sick?”.

I have a deep enmity with him, both in life and in death.

When I was about to lose my mind, I saw Song Jue rush in with a cold face. He was dressed in white with blood, and his face was frosty with pain. I tried to talk to him, but I couldn’t.

Song Jue pushed me away from the pale and dying Hsiao Tzu and held me in her arms. Her hands

trembled and her voice trembled. “Sister, you don’t want me.”

His eyes were red, and I had no strength to reach out and touch him.

This man didn’t forget me.

Has been pretending, has been blaming me, has been deliberately cold me, really bad. I’m glad

he’s still thinking about me.

But I suddenly hoped that he would forget me.

I gently slanted my head and saw Xiao Ci laughing, laughing with some unspeakable despair. When he

finally lost his mind, I saw him crush one

of the two beads he held in his hand. What was it?

15.

I am Yining, the God of War in Heaven. On the day of the war between gods and ghosts, I died unfortunately. But I was

probably a great God, and I came back to life on a princess of the State of Zhou. Coincidentally

, the princess was also called Yining, but she had an extra surname, Song. Unfortunately

, I hurt my brain in the war, and my memory was confused.

Every time I wanted to recall, I had a splitting headache.

Well, even if from God to man, at least I have stolen decades of life, I will no longer think about the past.

Just wake up, embroidered shoes are still half stepped on, then heard the hall of beating and scolding. I quickly trotted in and grabbed Xianfei by the wrist. “Mother!” The virtuous

imperial concubine saw me, that beautiful but ferocious expression closed.

I was too lazy to talk to her, so I helped Song Jue up and took her to my bedroom.

First, I also said that I was the God of Heaven, living on this princess. At that time, although I was small, I could not speak, but I could hear and see. When

the princess’s mother, the virtuous imperial concubine, was pregnant, the imperial physician said that the child could not survive, but had to compete for favor. On the day of her birth, she played with a civet cat for a prince, and Song Jue was the civet cat.

But this virtuous imperial concubine had an empty skin, and even if she gave birth to a “prince,” she would not be able to accept her favor. It was really ridiculous to blame Song Jue for all this. After all,

I am an immortal, and to be an immortal, I have to be as particular about saving all living beings as those old bald donkeys in the Western Heaven. Naturally, I have to protect this poor child from time to time.

I helped Song Jue to the couch, took some medicine for the golden sore, and whispered, “Ah Jue, take off your clothes.”

Song Jue’s jade-like face was tinged with a little blush, and she looked a little seductive. She was really very good-looking. Perhaps she was also a child of everyone. If she hadn’t been traded in, she would have had a comfortable life. Thinking of these, I can not help but feel some pity in my heart.

He took off his robe slowly, neatly and aesthetically, not as shy as he had shown, and even somewhat appreciative.

I put the medicine gently on his thin and delicate back, Braised Spare Ribs, waist, back are blue, really not their own children, really ruthless.

Sung Jue let out a light hum, with the characteristic coolness and charm of a young man. Hearing this, I felt a tremor in my heart. “Did it hurt you?”. I can’t help moving my hands more gently.

Sung Jue replied softly, “No, thank you, sister.” After

taking the medicine, he adjusted his clothes again and looked straight at me with his long, narrow and clear eyes. “Sister, can I stay in your temple?”

My body is stiff. This child is not going to sleep with me, is he? This is not appropriate, although I am not greedy for beauty, but clearly know that such a great beauty is not my brother, I this, this, may not be able to withstand.

I forced a smile. “That’s not appropriate, is it?”

Sung Chueh’s eyes were slightly lowered, and her lower jaw was also slightly closed. She looked forbearing and broken, aggrieved and vivid. “Sister, isn’t she..?”

“Yes!” I quickly interrupted him.

Forget it, save him to live in the front hall all day by the virtuous imperial concubine looking for trouble.

I slept in a daze at night and always felt bored. When I woke up, I found myself in Song Jue’s arms. My disobedient hand was still in an indescribable place. I was so frightened that I quickly moved away and glanced at it secretly. I tried to quietly remove Song Jue’s hand from my waist, but as soon as I picked it up, I heard him talking in his sleep, a little dumb, a little seductive, “Sister, don’t leave me.”

This was a real sin. Song Jue was thinking about my sister in her dreams, but my little face was red and my heart beat faster, as if I was having an affair.

I breathed a sigh of relief and closed my eyes.

However, Song Jue has been living in my palace for days, and I have discovered a strange thing. He is obviously crowned in the capital of China, and his beauty is nothing but peaches and plums, but he seems to have a very low sense of existence. If you don’t walk in front of people, others will never remember him.

For example, at this moment.

I threw my chopsticks and squinted at the maid who brought the meal. “How many times do you want me to say it?”? Don’t you care about my younger brother?

The maid was shaking like a sieve, and I couldn’t help turning my face away and letting her roll, and I was upset.

Song Jue sat aside, slightly lowered his head, no mood, looking at the docile and virtuous, provoked a soft heart, such a good child. He pushed

the bowl over, picked up the chopsticks and washed them in a clean basin beside him. He handed them to him and said, “Eat mine.”

Sung Jue looked up at me with sparkling eyes. “What about my sister?” I lowered my eyes slightly to hide the alluring light he cast. “I’m not hungry.”

Who would have thought that Song Jue would take my hand and gently pull it, somewhat coquettishly. “Sister

, let’s eat with me.”

I didn’t think it was appropriate, so I opened my mouth slightly. Before I could refuse, Song Jue’s aggrieved

little appearance came again.

“Good.” I had to agree hoarsely.

You know how to handle me.

Sure enough, he laughed so hard that he took away all the light in the room and dazzled his eyes.

It’s just that he always feeds me, and I’m really embarrassed.

Recognizing the fact that no one cared about Song Jue, I had to start cooking for him

in the small kitchen.

Just as I was half asleep in the stew, Sung Chueh came up behind me and said, “Thank you for your hard work, sister. Can I help

?”

The breath came into my ears and made me shudder. I couldn’t help looking back and found that he was standing

close to me, and his beautiful little face was enlarged in front of me. As

soon as I lost my footing, I was about to fall backwards. Song Jue stretched out her hand and took me in

her arms. “Slow down, sister.”

You really know how to make a counter-charge. I pushed him away and turned around, not daring to look at him. “Just don’t make trouble!”

Sixteen,

at the emperor’s birthday banquet, Song Jue and I sat quietly at the head.

I don’t know what was wrong with the emperor, but he provoked me to talk. “Ning, I’m

thinking, you’re not young, but what kind of person do you like?” Older

people probably like to be matchmakers.

Someone you like?

Hearing this question, what flashed through my mind was the figure of Song Jue, but it seemed that I

had never seen him wear that white robe.

A little ashamed and annoyed, I am really on the heart of the color, false brother is also a brother ah!

“Thank you very much for your concern. I haven’t had anyone I like yet.” I returned to the emperor with a smile.

Who would have thought that the emperor would get excited and look around the crowd with a smile. “I see that Shangguan Ningyue, the prince

of the State of Wei, is very good.”

I looked over subconsciously, and saw that the prince’s face was indeed as beautiful as jade, and now his face was still slightly red, and

he said modestly, “I dare not.”. I smiled at him and turned to look at the

emperor. “I want to stay with my father a little longer.”

The emperor laughed heartily. “Well, well, we’ll talk about it later.” I gently fiddled with the grapes on the plate. The emperor didn’t care about me at all. At the moment

, the Duke of Wei wanted to marry his daughter to stabilize the imperial power and treat me as a fool

.

Looking at the beautiful face reflected in the jade plate, it is so useful to be beautiful.

Song Jue’s voice sounded a little cool. “What is Sister thinking about?”

I shook my head and didn’t want to talk. When I went back

in the evening, as soon as I closed the door, I was pinched by Song Jue. I gave a cry of surprise.

Sung Jue pressed her thin lips very close to me. “Does my sister think that prince of Wei is beautiful?”.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and pushed, but didn’t push. “You let me go first.”

Who knew that this man was pinching even more tightly? “Does he look better than me?”

I couldn’t help staring. “What are you talking about?”? You are my brother!

“Don’t you know if I’m my sister’s brother?” Song Jue’s lips were already sticking

up, but she didn’t get any closer, just waiting for me to speak. Is he faking his

feelings?

I gave him a hard bite, but seeing my reaction, Song Jue chuckled and

went in.

I was blown away by his kiss, and I didn’t seem to want to say no. I half pushed him away. “Son of a bitch.” With a soft voice, it’s like acting like a spoiled child.

Sure enough, the man kissed my forehead and chuckled, “Sister doesn’t like it?”

I’m too lazy to say. Sitting on the couch,

I held my legs and looked at Song Jue, who was smiling at the corners of her eyes. “Do you

know who you are?”

Song Jue leaned aside and asked me, “Don’t you know who you are?”

My heart missed a beat. I am the God of Heaven, but I am dead.

I didn’t say anything, but Sung Jue saw what I was thinking and gently approached me, bewitching me.

“I have a way to take my sister back.”

I looked up into his deep eyes. “What can I do?” He opened his

thin lips lightly, and the two words came out of his mouth, “Shuangxiu.”

Yes, the size of the child is quite large.

Feeling that my face was burning, I couldn’t help but turn my face away. In fact, it wasn’t impossible, but I always

felt that I had been fooled. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”.

Tell me he’s in the sky, too.

Sung Jue stretched out her long hand and straightened my face. It was a little cold, and she insisted that I look him

in the eye. “At first, my sister didn’t grow up, so it’s not appropriate for her to practice together.” Before I could blush again, he said with a touch of sadness, “I also want to know if my sister can like me with all her heart

and soul.”

I couldn’t help but want to comfort him, “I like it.” The voice was very soft, but it still caught his

ears.

Sung Jue bent down to kiss me, a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water and breaking up at the touch, but it happened to tickle people’s hearts. “I

know.”

17.

“Why not double practice?” I looked at Song Jue lying beside me in wonder. There was no sense of belonging

in the State of Zhou. Maybe I was used to being an immortal. I still wanted to go back

. Will

I admit that I covet Song Jue’s beauty?

“a gentleman is not without a matchmaker.” Song Jue closed her eyes and did not look at me. She slept very well.

Why does it sound so familiar? If you want to marry me, you can be direct.

“Can I control whether there is a matchmaker or not?” I can’t help being sarcastic.

Who would have thought that this might have touched Sung Chueh’s nerve, provoking him to hold me in

his arms. His voice was still trembling. “When will my sister marry me?”

Too, too soon? We can wait for a while. Besides, our status is not convenient now.

I stammered a little. Song Jue stroked my hair. “Well, when the emperor dies and the palace changes internal turmoil, I’ll take my

sister and leave.”

He knows his stuff. It was only later that

I sat in the carriage leaving the palace. How could Song Jue promise so readily.

I couldn’t help looking at him. “Did you know that the emperor’s life would not be long?”

Sung Jue raised his slender eyebrows. “How come?”? In the lower world, it is not possible to use the divine power

indiscriminately.

I believe in your evil, and I can see it by looking at your face.

I couldn’t help curling my lips.

Sung Chueh’s voice rarely changed. “My sister won’t regret it, will she?”

I hugged and coaxed, kissed and loved, and said, “How could it be!”

After going to the south of the Yangtze River, Song Jue began to pick the day. He was busy preparing for the wedding outside,

doing everything himself. I embroidered the wedding dress inside, but there was always some familiar feeling. I couldn

‘t help smiling softly. How could it be.

Song Jue naturally did not want our wedding to be blessed, so she invited

all the neighbors of the water village to come, which was very lively.

It’s just the wedding night, but it’s quiet and gentle. The room

was full of red light, and he gently lifted my veil. I looked up at him, all red, eyebrows and eyes with a smile, add a bit of gorgeous.

Albizzia julibrissin wine into the abdomen, the red Luo skirt to disperse. The

room is full of charm.

Slow down, slow down! Son of a bitch! I cried hoarsely.

“Sister, don’t call me that.” Song Jue moved even more ruthlessly, swallowing my tears, so that I could

only hum and haw.

Shuangxiu is really tired. It was not until the

third pole of the day that I woke up leisurely. Song Jue’s clothes were half open, and she smiled at me with her head propped up.

My heart went numb. “Get up, it’s noon.”

I’m really scared.

Song Jue laughed softly and made a strange ripple. Dressing

in front of the mirror, Song Jue took the snail in my hand and painted my eyebrows with a half-smile, extremely

gentle.

My heart is soft enough to turn into a lump of water. I was led out of the door by

him, and I saw a very beautiful black and gold umbrella at the door. “What is

this?” Before Sung Jue could reply, I slanted my head to look at him. His face was not very good, and he seemed to be

putting up with something. “Someone sent me a gift. Sister, please accept it.” Seeing that he was reluctant,

I took his hand and said, “If you don’t like it, just throw

it away.”

Sung Jue paused, then looked at me quietly and tenderly. “Keep it, sister.”

OK. When

I came out of the mirror of reincarnation, I realized that I had not been lucky enough to get decades of life

for nothing.

I was not lucky enough to bump into Song Jue. It was all his efforts.

But after all, I really can’t remember the past clearly, so I always feel a little lost

. Touching the umbrella cover of the black gold umbrella in front of me, I always feel very familiar and often look at it

carefully.

But I forgot a very important thing-Song Jue cares about this umbrella.

So today when he came back from dealing with government affairs, he saw me holding an umbrella, and his face finally darkened.

“Is he so important?”? Does my sister insist on thinking of him?

My hand shook and the umbrella fell to the ground with a dull sound.

I went over and pulled him, but he gently avoided me and choked. “I’m not thinking about anyone.

I just want to know what happened between you and me. I don’t want you to bear it alone.”

Sung Jue looked down at me with dark eyes. “Really?” I nodded solemnly. If I forgot a person who is very important

to me now, I would remember him day and night, but I didn’t.

So, what exactly is Song Jue being jealous of?

When Sung Jue saw me smiling, she hugged me in her arms with half anger. “Take your time. Don’t touch the umbrella

.”

I gently raised my head and pecked Song Jue’s chin. Seeing that the corners of his eyes and the tips of his eyebrows were full of smiles, I

suddenly felt that the rest of my life would be like this. What was so important about the past?

Nothing important, every day, is tomorrow, me and Song Jue’s tomorrow.

Song Jue

thought she was dying.

In fact, it’s nothing to die, but it’s not interesting to live. Dazed by the burning,

he saw a woman in a red dress. She was extremely beautiful, and her amorous

eyes were filled with dead silence. He could not help calling out to her, “Did my sister take me away

?”

Who knew that the woman’s eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light, looking straight at

him, as if he was all she had, and suddenly felt as if it was interesting to live.

Her name is Yi Ning, is a ghost, but only a very beautiful ghost, and even a little cute little temper

. It would be nice

if she didn’t touch him all the time. Men and women are different, even if it is only a ghost, doesn’t she know?

Really? Well, I can only touch him after all.

Yining was so kind to Song Jue that he held everything in front of him. The only

thing he did when he opened his eyes every day seemed to be to please him. No one

ever cared about him. He was just the child of a beautiful woman who died young.

Yining, however, seems to regard him as the whole. When

Song Jue once again took the lychees that Yining had brought from the emperor, her heart trembled.

She had always been so kind to him and would accompany him forever. When

Song Xun came to trouble Song Jue, Song Jue wanted to get rid of him. He was just

a fool.

But I think Yining seems to be coming back.

He wanted Yining to stand up for him, and he liked the way Yining was angry with her and defended him.

Just bear with it.

See Yi Ning so angry, or for him, can not avoid the distracting thoughts.

“Sister, treat me better, only treat me better,” Sung Jue thought, but still

chatted with her one by one.

Song Jue did not want to ascend the throne, but with Yi Ning, he had to plan. With care, he does not want to be controlled by others.

He wants to give Yining the best, give Yining all.

It’s just that he tested her about the draft, and she let him choose at random.

Song Jue’s heart seemed to be gnawed slowly by something, not fast, even very blunt, but

slowly grinding, really too painful.

Fortunately, he was so angry that he went to Liu Meiren’s place to put on an act, and Yi Ning knew to come.

Good thing she’s here. What if

she doesn’t come?

He trapped her by his side.

But now that she was trapped in bed, it was even more delicious. Only then did

Song Jue know that Yining could not leave. She felt sorry for Yining, who had been trapped here for thousands of years, and felt a little lucky

.

Fortunately, he was able to meet her.

But after all, I couldn’t bear to try to take her out to have a look.

Who knows, just out of the palace gate, the man immediately let go of his hand and ran away. What do you

think of him? Even if Yang Qi is exhausted, even if we die, we have to be together.

Provoke, there is no reason to run.

Fortunately, his sister didn’t want to run away.

Song Jue kissed Yining carefully, and when she was moved, she called someone else’s name.

The heart is like a knife, so it is like this.

Xiao Ci, who is it?

Song Jue looked for a historian to check.

The previous thousands of years were very chaotic, and the change of Dynasties was common, but Song Jue spent a lot of time

to find out. There are only a few words in the

history books: “Ji Yining, the emperor of the Kingdom of Chiang, admired my Lord very much.” He doesn’t want to read any more

of the history books, and they all add a “what” feeling to them. People who can’t be forgotten for

thousands of years, people whose national hatred and family hatred have been put aside by her.

Song Jue knew what jealousy was for the first time, but she was burned by jealousy.

A dead man, how can he fight? Heh.

So when Song Jue couldn’t touch Yining, and she said heartlessly, “I’ll go when you can’t see me

,” he couldn’t bear it, but he expected it. This person has already given a piece of sincerity to others, he just happens to be the only thing that can

send her loneliness, what is there to ask for? Say on the

mouth not extravagant, in the heart or resentment, or envy, why can’t he?

Yining left because he couldn’t see her.

Why?

If you can’t accompany him all the time and treat him well all the time, why should you provoke him.

He clearly, do not want anything, just want her one, can not it?

The rebels set fire to the palace, and Song Jue was robbed back to heaven.

As soon as he arrived in heaven, he knew that it was just a love robbery for him, and there was nothing to

care about.

But sitting in the temple, I will think of her, and I will think of her when I eat, and I will ***

with her in my dreams at night.

Look for her.

Admit defeat.

She can like anyone, she can have anyone in her heart, just let him stay with her

.

Song Jue is going to find Yi Ning. Love, only Xiao ci er?

Jealousy made him go crazy. He looked at the red-eyed figure in the mirror and paused. Song Jue had never been a person who could not afford to put it down.

Went to forget the river, forced to forget the river water, make forget the river side lie millions of corpses.

As for water? He didn’t drink it.

He just wanted to cheat everyone, and by the way, he might be able to cheat himself, but he couldn’t bear to forget her after all. She was so drunk in the

peach grove that he couldn’t hold back.

Not holding back the joy, not holding back the desire to possess, not holding back the desire, not holding back the jealousy. Lingering

to death, a night of absurdity, peach blossom as evidence. When he

woke up, he pointed his sword at her, not knowing whether he was angry with himself or trying to deceive someone, but she ran away in a hurry without leaving him a look. If he hadn’t been scratched all over, he would have thought it was just his dream.

First string wedding, Song Jue took the job, Xuan Yu went with him, he was a little impatient, did not expect Yi Ning also came. You

want to see your sweetheart so much? Heh. Can not help but stab her, she did not retort, was stabbed by him, but also bloody.

All the way patiently to take care of Xuan Yu, is not to save two points to test? He gave her all

his peripheral vision, and she had nothing, no anger, no jealousy, no

jealousy.

In the end, he was the one who was depressed. See Xiao Ci

from a distance.

I really hate him.

Xiao Ci exchanged greetings with Yi Ning with an ambiguous attitude.

It turns out to be the love of a concubine.

Heh.

Just don’t know what Xuan Yu said to Yi Ning, she actually cried.

She asked him if he had no chance. Doesn’t

she like Xiao Ci? To lie to him

again. Somehow

, he didn’t reply to her. He just wanted to see her like this, broken and

ravaging.

Before she had seen enough, she apologized and left. Sure enough, I lied to him. What’s the use of

his being sorry?

The underworld really thinks of a moth.

Song Jue secretly pinched a trick and took three parts of the remnant soul to heaven to report the whole army.

Unfortunately, before she could stay with Yining for a long time, Xiao Ci’s annoying thing came and took her away

.

She didn’t hesitate.

Sure enough, what she likes is Xiao Ci.

After all, it’s been thousands of years. After many days

in the ten-fold hell, Song Jue’s mind was in a mess, and her expression was getting worse and

worse.

He was afraid, he was afraid that the person she loved but could not love was having sex with others, and he was jealous that Xiao Ci, who was neither human nor

ghost, could get all her mind.

But who knows that Yi Ning was dragged in by Xiao Ci and pressed aside.

Xiao Ci kissed her.

It’s really, really, really good.

It turned out that the people he was jealous of were also jealous of him. Song Jue looked at Yi Ning kneeling there crying, the heart actually had a bit of strange pleasure.

He likes her like this, likes the way she loves him, likes

the way she wants to be crazy for him.

It was a pity that he had taken away three parts of his soul, and he had no expression, nor could he look

different to arouse suspicion.

Xiao Ci, who doesn’t know whether he is alive or dead, still wants to marry her.

Unfortunately, he could not say anything, but could only pretend to be normal with a cold look.

Xiao Ci kept his promise and released Song Jue.

Song Jue naturally rushed to send him a gift without stopping.

Heaven, he has already finished the whole army, to recover the spirit, to kill the underworld.

I don’t know how much blood I got and how many wounds I got. What did

he see?

His sister is dying?

Sung Jue pushed the dying Hsiao Tzu away from her, and clasped Yi-ning in her arms.

“Sister, you don’t want me.”

Unfortunately, the man has stopped talking.

He won’t let Yining die. Yi Ning is dead, how should he live?

Enduring the pain, he picked a rib to repair her broken body, and knelt down under the seat of the father God

to get the mirror of reincarnation, and scattered half of his body to send her into the mirror to rebuild her soul.

This time he will accompany her to grow up.

He won’t come later than Xiao Ci. He only dares to be jealous and dare not fight.

[Xiao Ci Fanwai]

The first time Xiao Ci saw Yi Ning, it was precisely when he hated the royal family of the Yi family most.

His father and mother went to the frontier, but Yiyi secretly killed him because of fear. His

parents died tragically and he became an orphan, but he didn’t believe in the so-called accidents. After checking for more than a

year, he finally knew that the person he should hate was the emperor, Yi Yi.

Xiao Ci went to the palace for a banquet. After three rounds of drinking, he hid and went out to relax, but he saw someone

struggling in the empty pool.

He hurriedly jumped down to pick up the man, and when he pressed the water and breathed again, the girl woke up coughing

, and he noticed the girl’s appearance.

Gorgeous and affectionate like this, even after falling into the water, I feel pity for him. Yining

is the only one in the whole country of Jiang. This is Yiyi’s favorite princess, the only princess.

Xiao Ci some regret to pick people up, if Yi Ning died, Yi Yi would like to be able to understand

some of his pain. Xiao Ci glanced coldly at Yi Ning with calm eyes. But she didn’t seem to catch hold of Hsiao’s

hand and stagger to her feet, smiling like the crescent moon behind her.

Words? I’ve seen you before. Thank you very much today.

Hsiao gently pulled her away, drew back his expression, and curled his lips slightly. “Your Highness’s words are too serious. They should be

.”

Yi-ning shook his body and shook his head. “I can’t. I can’t repay the kindness of saving my life.

I can only make a promise.” She said so, still smiling, looking a little nifty

, and then waved her hand and left, no matter what Xiao Ci’s reaction was.

Xiao Ci was molested by a girl for the first time, and his ears were rarely red.

Take this belly uncomfortable, a sarcastic smile, body promise? Heh.

But Yining is really not joking.

Also do not know where she comes from the good skill, all Jiang Guo said that Princess Yining loves Xiao Ci. Wherever

Xiao Ci goes, he can hear other people’s jokes, be envied by others, and be ridiculed

by others.

Yining has never looked for him, but he has gone deep into his whole life. More than

a month later, Yi Ning finally appeared in front of Xiao Ci again. Dressed in a red dress,

she stood there lazily, somewhat as soft as a bone. “Hsiao

Tzu, all of Chiang says I like you. Did you hear that?”.

Hsiao looked at her, clearly rejecting her in his heart, but he couldn’t help but tremble. He didn’t know what was wrong with him, and he managed to hold back his palpitations. “Never.”

Yi-ning’s eyebrows stood on end. She raised them slightly. “Can’t you hear me?”? If I say I like you, can you hear me?

Hsiao Ci should have refused, and he did. He lowered his eyes and felt a little cold. “Never.”

He thought that with Yining’s pride, he should turn around and leave.

But Yining’s pride is not to leave, but to stay.

Besides, in relationships, Yining doesn’t have these unwarranted pride. There is no rule that if she likes someone else, they must accept it. She understands, “Then I can only work hard and let you hear it.”

The man came and went in a hurry.

Only from that day on, Yi Ning appeared beside him all the time. When

the weather is hot, she gives herself an ice jade fan carved with her own hands to keep cool; when the weather is cold, she gives herself a fox velvet cloak made with her own hands. Not to mention all kinds of tributes, gadgets and snacks that come from the palace

from time to time, it seems that Yining likes a person, that is, she likes to offer all the things she feels good.

Xiao Ci did not refuse, he could not refuse. Yining is not the moon, but the sun. If you are

too close, you will be hurt; if you are too far away, you will be cold. This day,

for example, Yi-ning led someone straight into Hsiao’s study and beckoned someone to put down the plate

. I can’t cook, but Miss Li told me that to catch a man

‘s heart, you have to catch his stomach first. I’ve been doing this for a long time. I don’t want to give it to

anyone else. It looks pretty good to me. Would you like to try it?

Xiao Ci stopped holding the pen and looked at the person in front of her. Her beautiful face was full of smiles

, but he saw the anxiety behind the smile and the fear of being rejected

. “Good.” He couldn’t bear to refuse.

Yi Ning propped up his chin and lay on one side, looking at her with bright eyes, waiting for him to comment.

Hsiao couldn’t help but smile. “It’s delicious.” “I

‘ll cook it for you every day.”

Not like a promise, but like a promise. She said and left, quickly and hurriedly, as if afraid of being

rejected, as if shy.

Xiao Ci looked at the back of the man who left in a hurry, and the corners of his mouth did not fall. As expected

, Yining came every day. The cook in Xiao Ci’s house had been resting for a long time, and the movements on Xiao Ci’s hands

had stopped for a long time.

The father’s debt is paid by the son.

If Yi Yi owes him, let Yi Ning pay him back. She just has to stay with him forever.

“Can you hear that I like you now?” Yi Ning sat aside to have

dinner with Xiao Ci.

“I can hear you.” In front of Xiao Ci, he held back the sweetness and a trace of shame in his heart and did not look at

her.

Sure enough, I heard the man’s smile, but the man was so bold that he grabbed him by the neck and

kissed him softly on the cheek. “I’m really happy. I’ll ask my father

to marry me tomorrow. I have to be your wife as soon as possible, so that others won’t covet you!”

When Hsiao heard this, he couldn’t help but turn his head to look at her. His eyes were soft. “Good.”

Yi Ning did not expect that Xiao Ci was so good, but Yi Yi was not optimistic.

She knelt outside the Mingzhao Hall, kneeling from dawn to dusk, and Yiyi finally agreed.

Xiao Ci became Yining’s prospective son-in-law.

Everything seems so good.

If Yiyi sincerely agrees.

Yiyi did not want to exterminate, after all, to the Xiao family, he is still guilty, but his

Ning son must marry Xiao Ci. It’s not that he didn’t hear the wind

all over the city. He just thought Yining was happy. Unexpectedly, for

the sake of a boy, Yining knelt down for a day. How can you get married between enemies?

In order to avoid Ning son sad in the future, can only let her sad today, at least sad today,

Ning son still has a way out.

Yi Yi began to fabricate the crime of rebellion of the Xiao family.

Hsiao was still immersed in the joy of being engaged to Yi-ning, but when he realized it, he discovered

that “the Hsiao family had turned against him.”.

This Yi Yi is really a smart Aleck.

But Xiao Ci did not know how helpless

and sad Yining was when he was forced to rebel.

Yi Ning does not know, if he does not oppose, he can only die.

Yi Ning did not know that he had put down his blood feud for her and just wanted her to accompany him

for a lifetime.

So, when Xiao Ci’s rebels entered the palace, Yi Ning went up to the gate tower.

In Yining’s eyes, perhaps Xiao Ci never loved her.

She has nothing.

Xiao Ci came to Yining’s palace in a hurry, but there was nothing.

When his subordinates asked him to go to the gate tower, he was actually like a walking corpse. He couldn’t believe

it, and he didn’t want to believe it. But when he really held Yining’s cold body, he knew that this man would

no longer open his eyes and look at him and smile.

How can I!

Xiao Ci is crazy.

He was crazy enough to hide Yining in the ice room under the palace. He was crazy enough to stay there day and night except for dealing with

government affairs. He was crazy enough to kiss Yining’s frosty eyelashes.

He was crazy enough to believe in ghosts and invited back the Japanese wizard.

The sorcerer said that if people die too long, they may not succeed, and there may be unimaginable

consequences. What consequences

are more serious than today?

Sure enough, Yining had a glimmer of life, but only a glimmer, still trapped in this dead

body, never wake up.

Sorrow is not greater than death of the heart, Xiao Ci actually did not live for many years, and the practice of that year, this

also needs him to pay the vitality.

But Xiao Ci did not expect that he had become a ghost.

Maybe he had too much resentment and regret before he died, so he couldn’t die clean.

But if he can become a ghost, why can’t Yining? Xiao Ci had hope, so when the underworld threw an olive branch at him, he agreed without

hesitation.

In the underworld, Xiao Ci traveled through ancient books and visited the old

ghosts in every corner, and finally found a way.

The ghost, has the soul to have the soul, voluntarily divides the soul, then can help the dead to become the ghost.

But when the soul is separated, the ghost dies.

Xiao Ci doesn’t want to die. He wants to live and be with his Highness forever.

Xiao Ci killed the ancient mythical beast Bai Ze, took its skull to make an umbrella, and then made a black bone umbrella embroidered with gold patterns with the resentment

of three thousand ghosts.

All who enter the light of the sky must hold an umbrella to suppress the living soul and linger on.

No one knows why Xiao Ci holds an umbrella all day long, because no one thought Xiao Ci could be so

crazy.

Withdrawal from the soul is harder than any pain in the world. Besides, if the soul is scattered

, it is really gone.

But Xiao Ci was lucky that his Highness came back.

But Xiao Ci is unfortunate, and his Highness is like a baby.

In the end is not a natural ghost, many incomplete.

It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if he forgets. He will raise her well. However, Xiao Ci can’t take Yining away.

Xiao Ci checked in the palace for a long time, only to find that the culprit was him.

In the past year, the Japanese sorcerer warned him that there would be unimaginable consequences. He thought there

could be nothing worse than this, and there was.

Yi Ning a trace of life is locked in the body, now no matter where the body of Yi Ning went,

Yi Ning can not be separated from the original life trapped in a square three feet of heaven and earth.

He can’t take Yining. His Highness is trapped here.

Xiao Ci originally wanted to accompany his Highness, but after all, into the underworld, and enjoy a lot of treatment

, the underworld of everything, he had to return.

But when Xiao Ci came to the palace again, he saw a scene that made his liver and gallbladder crack. His Highness

was bumping into the palace gate again and again.

He hurried over, stopped the man, and held her in his arms, only to hear her murmur like

a small animal, “I want to go out!”! I’m going out!

Xiao Ci’s hand trembled, and Yi Ning struggled out and began to hit the palace gate again.

Xiao Ci stopped, and she bit him.

Xiao Cishou, she stared at him.

Yining hemmed and hawed, “I, I, hate you!”! Let me out! Xiao Ci understood that his Highness had long forgotten her. To her, he was just

the culprit who trapped her in the palace, just the bastard who stopped her from trying to get out

.

Xiao Ci can not say is uncomfortable or what, staggered to leave, he simply can not

stand the eyes of Yining, Yining would never look at him like this.

For thousands of years, Xiao Ci did not appear in front of Yining again, especially when he later found

that Yining had a mind, a few memories, and did not care about the appearance.

He did not want to face the heart without his Yining, hate or love, he in Yining

, unexpectedly left nothing.

But after all, he could not let her go, leaving his spirit body hidden beside Yining, as long as

she was in danger, he could feel it.

It was not until Song Jue, the third prince of Heaven, came down to earth, that he came to this palace. Xiao Ci immediately

had a way.

Kill Song Jue, give Song Jue’s spirit to Yining to eat, Yining can break free from this shackle

.

But when he went to look for her with an umbrella, she really didn’t remember him.

He remembered him reluctantly, with a look of disgust and impatience.

Anger, unwillingness and sadness forced him to leak out and kneel down Yining. He couldn’t help

scolding him, but she didn’t care much.

That’s pathetic. So what if we take it out?

Xiao Ci left, like running away.

As long as he doesn’t come, he can always deceive himself that Yining has him in his heart.

When he heard the news of Yining again, she had already become the God of War and had feelings

with Song Jue.

Unwilling, angry and jealous, he was burned out of reason.

He looked at the four-point ghost palace, which he had carefully arranged to look like the palace of the State of Jiang a thousand years ago, and

felt so ironic that he couldn’t help smashing it all.

Smash, and regret.

Why, why fall for someone else? When

Yi Ning came to the underworld, Xiao Ci went to meet him.

After all, she and Song Jue are now a thing of the past.

This time she came to the underworld, how can she go back? Every ambition in

the underworld is clear. He is different. He only wants Yining.

So he naturally tried his best to fish her out of the ten-fold hell and keep her by his side, as if

he had returned to the beginning. If he hadn’t been so fond of her that he carved a hairpin

for her to make her happy, everything would have deceived him. She said she liked Song Jue very much and wanted to thank him for his help.

Who the *** is going to help her? With what? Why did you provoke him and forget it? Why did you give

him love and give it to others?

He couldn’t bear to touch her, but he couldn’t help being full of anger and jealousy. He took her to the ten-fold hell

, so that she could see how Song Jue suffered and how Song Jue

looked like a prisoner.

But when Yining went mad behind him, he felt that it was himself who was being tortured.

Song Jue forgot his love. He felt sorry for her and was resentful and jealous. Why did Song Jue treat

her so much? Why could she hold all her soul! With Song Jue as the condition,

he easily made Yi Ning agree to marry him. He was both happy

and unwilling.

He even despises himself.

Why bother?

But there is no way.

It was not until he found out that his Highness was in the same battle that he knew that Yining would not marry him

even if he died.

That’s right.

That’s it. Let’s go to die together. When

Xiao Ci was busy setting up the death array, Song Jue came with the people from heaven.

Xiao Ci didn’t care, and the other ghost kings all went to the battlefield one after another.

Xiao Ci only wants to marry Yi Ning, even if she would rather die than, he also wants her to be Mrs.

Xiao.

Moreover, with kill array, then go to life array. With almost all his cultivation,

he congealed two beads to make the eyes of the array.

When Yining asked him if he was sick, he didn’t reply to her.

He was really sick, so instead of stopping her from deploying, he put a death

array outside, burning all the reincarnations of the two people in the array, just to have the only afterlife with her.

But Song Jue came.

He looked at Song Jue holding her and crying, and he looked at the

way she tried to touch Song Jue but could not.

He suddenly could not bear to let his Highness have only a few decades of afterlife.

She can live a long and happy life. Because he knew that he

was not the only one in the world who loved her like life, and Song Jue would save her. He was overwhelmed

by boundless despair. If he gives up, the afterlife, the only life, he may not be able to find Yining.

But he gave up.

He crushed the bead of Yining.

May heaven have mercy on him.

But heaven did not pity him after all, he went round and round, and when he found Yining, she and the man

were in the bridal chamber.

He looked at the red candle reflected in the window, and his heart was empty.

It turns out that when grief is extreme, there is nothing.

When the sky was about to dawn, he dropped the black and gold umbrella.

Count it as a gift! May His Highness have no more suffering in this life.

-End-

□ Ten Liang Acacia