Leaving the Temple of Heaven, Shuanghua took Ling Zhen to a place where he didn't know where it was. It was cloudy and ever-changing.

Before he stood firm, Shuanghua's voice came from his ears: "Look over there!"

Although Ling Zhen didn't know why Shuanghua was, he still did as he said. Looking down, she saw them hanging above the foggy sky, and then looked down through the clouds, and below the peaks and mountains were like clusters, and the waves were like fury, and the vastness was immense.

"You can see something. Shuanghua frowned and asked.

"See......" Ling Zhen peeked at him, and didn't know what to say, so he could only answer very simply: "I don't know." ”

Shuang Hua was silent, her eyes were far away, and she didn't expect Ling Zhen to see anything like him. So, he pointed to the place where the demonic aura was bubbling and said, "Don't you want to know why I told you to stop the Temple of Heaven sacrifice? The answer is here! Recently, I discovered that someone was trying to gather spirits. ”

"Gathering Spirits?" Ling Zhen was still too innocent and didn't know what was going on.

"It is to gather the spirits of the dead, so that the dead cannot rest in peace, cannot be reincarnated, and do things that cannot be seen!"

Ling Zhen obviously didn't know much about it, and didn't understand what this gathering spirit had to do with her sacrifice. Shuang Hua knew her doubts, and then said: "After the sacrifice of the pure yin people, the spirit spirit is not strong enough, it is not enough to resist the external temptation, and it is easy to be taken away by the person who gathers the spirit. And you, the emperor born of pure yin, your blood and their blood are dissolved together, forming a kind of contract in the dark. Consequence...... I don't need to tell you!"

Ling Zhen didn't say a word, looking at what Shuanghua was pointing, her heart was like a knife. Those immortals died on her behalf, and if it was as Frost Hua said, she might be less guilty.

Seeing her depressed expression, Shuanghua thought that she vaguely knew something, and she didn't say much.

"It's all because of me! If I wasn't an ominous person, they wouldn't have ......" Ling Zhen retracted his gaze, his eyes were thick with mist, and he couldn't shed a single tear.

"Every man has his own life, let alone the gods. Shuanghua sighed, put her shoulders around her, looked at her eyes containing moisture, and said in a low and helpless tone: "Ji'er, many times, not everyone will be by your side.

You are the Purple Moon Emperor, the ruler of the Eastern Palace. You must learn to be strong, learn to distinguish between right and wrong, have your own opinions on everything, and must not blindly follow the crowd and be led by the nose. ”

"Frost Bloom...... I'm so sad......" She tugged at the sleeve of Frost Bloom and wiped the corners of her eyes, sobbing incessantly. Only in front of him will she show her weak, helpless side.

Shuanghua also felt sorry for her, and when she saw her crying like a child, her heart softened: "Ji'er, you are not an ominous person. No one can choose their birth, only by becoming strong will you have the ability to protect the people you want to protect. ”

"Can I?" she said, looking at Frostbloom. She only wanted to protect him, not even him, and what reason did she have to protect those who had nothing to do with her.

"You can, the gods of Donggong will be your best comrades!" Frost Hua raised her hand, touching her moon-like face.

Ling Zhen lowered his head, turned away and ignored him. He knew that she didn't like these words, but he still forced her to listen, don't think that she didn't know that he was confessing his last words.

"Ji'er...... Listen to the words!" Frost Hua's muffled words sounded behind him. Ling Zhen smiled bitterly, cracking the beauty of her face. She's not a child, she doesn't need to be coaxed!

It's far away, and I haven't waited for frost for a long time. Looking back suddenly, she panicked and ran towards the figure that fell into the sky.

Before she had time to shout, she cast a spell to support Shuanghua's falling body, and she threw herself into his arms and cried silently.

Shuanghua felt a heavy weight on her body, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that it was Ling Zhen, and pulled her lips and smiled bitterly: "I thought it was ......"

"Why do you think so? Shuanghua, we haven't gotten married yet, so you don't want to abandon me. She reached for it, her palms open and interlocking with his fingers.

"yes, we're not married yet...... When we get married, you won't have time to provoke them......" He smiled, slightly tired, and tried to close his eyes.

didn't have time to think about who they were that Shuanghua said, Ling Zhen thought that he couldn't stand it anymore, and held his hand and didn't know what to do: "Shuanghua, don't sleep...... We'll be back to Donggong right away!"

Don't sleep...... It's really like the tone of his day!

Shuanghua looked at the crying person beside her softly, and wanted to reach out to soothe her frowning brows, but found that he was pressed by her and couldn't move......

In August of the first year of Yonghui, there is an auspicious cloud in the sky above the East Palace, and a hundred birds gather, swirling for several days endlessly, showing a peaceful scene.

Qingxian Palace, the faint candle flame, flickering with a dim light, dragged the figure of the emperor. After waiting for several days, she finally received the news that made her cry with joy.

"Emperor Ji, the relevant ancient books you want are here, please forgive Weichen for being powerless and unable to share the worries for Emperor Ji!"

Ling Zhen turned around, took the ancient book, and saw that there was indeed a rare treasure left by the emperor on it, and his heart suddenly beat faster.

Pretending to be calm, she threw back the ancient books, without the fanaticism for ancient books a few days ago: "Where did you get this ancient book?"

The spirit girl was stunned, obviously not expecting Ling Zhen to ask about this. She can't say that it was given to her by Xiao Wangji!

"Back to Emperor Ji, the ancient books were found in places that are not often taken care of in the Library Pavilion, and I still don't know their authenticity, so please ask Emperor Ji to give a few more days!"

"How many days?" Ling Zhen asked rhetorically. If the ancient books can't be found for a day, her heart can't fall for a day, and she really doesn't dare to wait any longer. But what can I do, I've been waiting for so long, and it's not bad for a few days.

"Okay! Ben Diji is waiting for your reply! Don't let Ben Diji down!" Ling Qi said coldly.

"Don't worry, it will be soon. It's not early, there is nothing else, Wei Chen will retreat first!" the spirit girl said cautiously.

Indeed, the time is not early. Thinking of this, Ling Zhen beckoned to her and motioned for her to kneel, while she herself walked lightly and ran towards the Bodhi tree in the back/courtyard.

Shuanghua was waiting for her there, and she didn't know if she was sleepy.

"Why are you so happy?" Frost Hua turned, the galaxy brilliant, crumpled into his tender eyes.

Ling Zhen couldn't tell him about her finding ancient books and repairing his spirit body for him, so she had to step forward and hug Shuanghua's arm and ask with a smile, "Have you forgotten that we are about to get married?"

"Ji'er can't wait to have sex with me?" casually, he stretched out his hand, kneading her fair smiling face, and looked at her intently.

Ling Zhen was shy, and his cheeks that had been pinched by him were crimson. Standing on tiptoe, a kiss as light as a butterfly feather landed on the corner of his lips.

Shuanghua was stunned, and her soft eyes were a little deeper.