When she was hurriedly called over by the Night God Venerable, what she saw was almost a bloody person.

Shuang Han's body was full of wounds, and those wounds could not be healed with divine power, so she could only be allowed to lie down like that, carefully nourished with elixir, and slowly recovered.

This kind of frost and cold will inevitably need to be taken care of.

Although the Night God Venerable has a good relationship with her, after all, she is a man and has a lot of inconveniences, so he called her.

Wangshu took care of the frost and cold who was lying unconscious in bed for four hundred years.

It is these 400 years that she can see what kind of feelings the man she admires has for another woman.

She often stood outside the door, watching the Night God Zun sit quietly in front of the frosty hospital bed, and once she sit, it would be a whole day.

He looked at her eyes, and Wangshu was very familiar.

Because she used to look at the night god with the same gaze.

It's no wonder that the night god, who is gentle by nature and doesn't like to kill, has become close friends with the domineering and lawless Sword Ancestor.

It's no wonder that the Night God Venerable, who doesn't like spirits, can actually brew the strongest wine in the Three Realms.

When she understood this, how cold Wangshu's heart was, no one knew except herself.

But she was only gloomy at the time.

She still took good care of the frost and cold, perfectly fulfilled the instructions of the night god, and waited for her rival to wake up.

After four hundred years in bed, Frost finally regained consciousness.

Of course, she only regained consciousness, and she was still lying on the bed, covered in wounds, and coughing for a long time when she said a word.

But in the end, it has begun to recover.

During that period of time, Wangshu really got to know Sword Ancestor Shuanghan.

She is indeed a very hard woman to obnoxious.

She is domineering, upright, and proud, but she shows all this frankly and unscrupulously.

She didn't even understand the night god's feelings for her.

If it weren't for the incident later, Wangshu thought, I might have become good friends with Frost Han, and then with a look of appreciation and jealousy, I watched her and the Night God Venerable continue to be "best friends".

Jinli listened silently to the confession of the goddess Wangshu.

She felt that the goddess Wangshu was a little pitiful, but Tiandao's father didn't seem to be much better.

In this kind of relationship, the person who falls in love first is always much more bitter.

When she thought of this, she thought of Lu Zhengya.

When he was in the world, what kind of mood did he have when he listened to his indifferent rejection again and again?

Jinli closed her eyes fiercely, forcing herself not to think about it.

The dead are difficult to trace, such as thinking about the present.

In the future, she was a little better to him, a little better. The two of them are okay and go down together.

"So what the hell happened?" she asked.

The goddess of Wangshu had regained her calm at that time, and she had become the unsmiling, cold and cold Moon Palace goddess in everyone's cognition.

"Later, one night, I went out for a walk and saw the Night God Zun drinking alone. ”

The night god rarely drinks alcohol, especially when he is recuperating from frost and cold.

He had to go to see Frost almost every day, and it was impossible for him to go to her with a sound of wine.

The night god knows more about frost and cold, and the more Wangshu understands the night god.

He has something on his mind.

And it's a very tricky, even unsolvable problem.

Wangshu couldn't help but walk over and ask him what happened.

Thanks to those glasses of wine, she managed to pry open the night god's mouth.

"I saw something. The night god's eyes were slightly drunk, and there was pain in them that could not be hidden. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Koi Wife, Sweet as Honey Paw Book House" for free for the first time.