The battle between the Nine Heavens and the East Palace is inevitable, and at that time, there will be countless lives and countless casualties, and the existence of the East Palace is still unknown, and no one can protect anyone.

She should have listened to Shuanghua a long time ago and dismissed them, and it was not too late to think about it now, hoping that Luo Zishu would understand.

"Zishu...... Willing to advance and retreat together with Dongmi. Luo Zishu didn't know what she meant, her eyes were red, and her voice was choked.

"I never wanted to keep you around. Zishu, if you meet a girl who treats you well one day, don't let her down. As the Emperor of the Eastern Palace, I admit that I am selfish and have always wanted to be alone. But when the doom comes, who will be left alone?

Hearing this, Luo Zishu clenched his fists and threw down the sentence: "I will do what I say, I will never leave!" and left here and returned to Fanghua Palace.

I don't know the cold wind in the middle of the night, and the Bodhi flowers, which are difficult to bloom once in a thousand years, are like rain and silk, accumulating flawless broken jade all over the place.

Ling Zhen slept in his clothes, and the moment he closed his eyes, Shuanghua opened his eyes......

The clouds and mist of the illusory realm of that day were ethereal and ever-changing. The water surface with blooming ice flowers reflects two handsome and upright figures, one black and one white, indistinguishable.

Ye Chen stared at Ling Ji who was resting on his chest through the water covered with a thin layer of ice, and the hand behind him clenched silently, saying that he was hard-hearted.

He disagreed, hiding his true heart and saying that he knew how to choose, thinking that she had such a fate.

Yechen wanted to speak again and again, raising his hand and powerless to put it down, he could only respect his decision, hoping that he would not regret it after a thousand years.

He was indifferent, looking at himself in white clothes floating on the ice, and swore solemnly: "Yes, I have never regretted the decision I made. ”

Thinking about it now, wouldn't he really regret it? Maybe...... No.

She was destined to fall into the devil's path for a person, and he didn't want her to do that. Even after a thousand years, she is a stranger to him.

In the early morning, the cold wind brings the fragrance of flowers, and the sound of the green string palace piano is curling. Shuanghua got up and saw that the girl's white clothes under the Bodhi tree were thin, so she took a fox fur and put it on for her.

"It's cold, why did you come out?" Ling Zhen stopped stroking the qin and raised his eyebrows to look at the person beside him.

Shuanghua coughed lightly, trying to make herself look less fragile, and reproached Ling Zhen: "You still know that it's cold, wear so little to stroke the piano in the cold wind." ”

"Oh, I know you feel sorry for me! I'm not as weak as someone and can't help but ......" Ling Zhen nodded and secretly got up to give up his seat to Shuanghua: "You haven't stroked the qin for a long time, how about accompanying me to stroke the qin?"

"That's what my husband means!" Shuanghua pursed her lips and smiled and sat on the seat, stretched out her long arm to take Ling Zhen into her arms, and did not hesitate to praise: "The lady is so warm." ”

The warm breath in his ears was very soft, so soft that it could melt into the marrow of people, and his voice was demonic, so that Ling Zhen couldn't help but unload his bottom guard, and coquettishly: "Who is your lady!"

"You, don't you want to do it?" said Shuanghua in a low voice, placing her chin on Ling Zhen's shoulder, gently taking Ling Zhen's hand, and then slowly wandering around on the strings.

Ling Zhen looked at him sideways and saw that his complexion was much better than before, so he relieved himself and stroked the piano with him.

"Frostbloom, I always feel that none of this is real. ”

She remembered him saying that he still had many unfulfilled wishes to fulfill. Now he is sick and has to be tied to her.

Shuanghua was slightly stunned, closed her eyes and sniffed the fragrance of her hair: "I also think it's unreal, or we ...... Come and do something unforgettable?"

"Huh?" Ling Zhen hurriedly withdrew the hand he was holding down.

Seeing this, Shuanghua smiled from ear to ear.

Unforgettable...... He didn't know how long he would be able to stay with her. If he could, he hoped she would be well.

However, everything has a certainty. On the same day, Ling Zhen summoned the spirit girl, and he didn't know what it was. Luo Zishu was puzzled, but he could only keep to himself.

On August 16, the wedding took place as usual. The emperor took a bath early, and under the service of the palace maid, she put on the auspicious clouds and splendid gold rune robes, and the waist-length green silk was pulled into the phoenix crown pearl. The red makeup has just become a powdered face with spring, and a smile touches people's hearts.

Ling Zhen had fantasized about what Shuanghua looked like when she was dressed in red, but she didn't expect that Luozishu, who had always been dressed in red, would be so gorgeous today.

The emperor with her skin and Luo Zishu stood together, the two of them were golden boys and jade girls, what a match. It's a pity! She still has important things to do.

If you want to go to the thirty-three heavens, you must break through the nine heavens. In the current extraordinary period, the Nine Heavens must be tightly defended, and if you want to break through, you will either die or be injured.

Ling Zhen transformed, and suddenly transformed into Yechen's appearance. If she remembered correctly, since the last time Qi Qi had happened, the Thirty-Three Heavens had been under the care of King Chen. Moreover, King Chen is a person of the Nine Heavens, and he should be free to enter and exit.

"His Royal Highness King Chen?" the guard guarding the North Heavenly Gate wiped his eyes in disbelief, and then stood aside respectfully, ignoring Ling Zhen.

Ling Zhen glanced at him, posing as a day and night, his voice magnetic and hoarse: "Surprised to see this hall?"

"The Last General ......"

Seeing that the guard general wanted to speak and stopped, Ling Zhen didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and followed his memory to the place leading to the thirty-three heavens.

"Fifth brother, where are you going?" a voice of jealousy and hatred came like a dragon's roar. Ling Zhen didn't have time to look, and the Youwang appeared outside the Ling Xiao Palace.

"The main hall left something behind a few days ago, which is very important. His Royal Highness King Youwang is ambitious, how can this palace be troubled?"

"Hmph!" King You snorted coldly, casually took out something similar to a bronze mirror inlaid with spirit stones, and smiled evilly: "I'm afraid you're looking for this thing!"

"Ice Mirror?" Ling Zhen recognized it.

It was a terrific magic weapon, from the Thirty-Three Heavenly Emperor Goddess Hall, how could it fall on this insatiable villain?

Without waiting for Ling Zhen to react, the Youwang beckoned in all directions, and the Heavenly Soldiers hidden outside the Ling Xiao Hall appeared in full armor.

"Yechen, you are ordered by your father to guard the Thirty-Three Heavenly Que Emperor Goddess Temple, let go of the purple-haired demon girl, and also guard yourself for theft, what crime should you be guilty of!"

"Heh! There is no excuse for wanting to add to the crime, is the King of You joking with the main hall? Framing the palace for letting go of the purple-haired demon girl, the King of You's face is dull!" King Chen is quite famous, Ling Zhen is glad that he was there at the time, otherwise he wouldn't know how to fight back against this King of You, who wanted to get rid of his siblings and then hurry up.

King You's slander against Yechen was already nothing, and seeing that Ling Zhen was not afraid of danger, and had the potential to ride the wind and waves, he couldn't help but be annoyed and ashamed: "Don't think that this king won't dare to touch you!"

"My father is dead, your so-called purple-haired demon girl is now married, and you still have idle mercenaries to fight......" Ling Zhen didn't want to take the blame for Yechen, and he didn't give him advice.

Youwang is at a loss, she has said everything about this, if he still wants to get rid of King Chen, then what else will he use to convince people's hearts?

"Don't talk about the death of your father!"

"If the Ice Mirror King likes it, just take it, and the main hall still has to find something, so I won't accompany you. Ling Zhen couldn't reach the bottom of his eyes, ignoring the heavily armed heavenly soldiers outside the Ling Xiao Hall and pacing away.