The journey back to her hometown was not far or close, and there was no one to accompany Zhao Bangqing along the way, and she was thinking about how to fake her death all day long. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info may be used to being young, and he is less controlled, and the sadness has slowly faded with time. After all, the life of such a boudoir lady is not what she wants, what she wants is such a free, unrestrained, strange and fresh life.

After thinking about it again and again, she decided that the idea of burning the boudoir with fire was better, leaving no traces, straightforward, and in line with her own style.

Finally, with the warm afternoon sun, she returned to her long-lost home.

The wife and the servants were waiting at the door, waiting to welcome the old man's return.

Zhao Bangqing looked at the woman standing in front of the door, and those rare memories related to her gradually emerged.

Listening to the gossip of the people, this woman was married before her father married her mother. It's just the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, and they just respect each other. Although she gave birth to a pair of children, she was only a concubine. When the father met his mother, the two fell in love, and the father married his mother as the main house despite the opposition of his family. It's just that the mother unfortunately passed away during the difficult birth, and the father was grief-stricken and depressed for a long time. This woman has always been carefully cared for and accompanied by her. Her father felt ashamed of her, so he promoted her to the main room. Now it's time to call her Madame. She also cared very little about Zhao Bangqing, never embarrassed her, nor did she favor her, but she was just plain and polite.

Not long ago, Mrs. gave birth to a boy again, and she is the most favored in the house today. Fortunately, she is not arrogant and domineering, but she is also very popular.

"Sir." As soon as the old man's palanquin stopped, she stepped forward.

Zhao Zhixu looked at Zhao Bangqing behind her, her temper was very weird, like her mother. I didn't want to take a sedan chair, I had to walk back by myself, and I didn't want to worry about others. In Zhao Zhixu's eyes, shouldn't the subordinate serve the master?

"Bang Qing, I'm tired all the way, hurry back to the room to rest, I'll ask the kitchen to make some side dishes you like to eat." Madame said to Bang Qing.

"Thank you." Bang Qing smiled, and a chivalrous aura overflowed.

Madame also smiled tenderly: "Why do you have to say thank you between family members, it seems to be outside." ”

With that, Mrs. accompanied the master back to the room to do some work, and Zhao Bangqing didn't stay at the door for a long time, and went back to the room.

This journey is tiring enough, she always feels that she can do what she can do by herself, even walking, maybe it's a little brainless.

As soon as Zhao Bangqing rushed into the room, he fell on the bed. Her room was in the middle of nowhere, and her father offered her a central place to live, but she refused. I chose a room on the edge so that she could enter and exit through the back door. Even the maids have all been dismissed, and a person is the one who is most in line with his own heart, free and easy.

There seemed to be something on the pillow, and Zhao Wanqing's hand groped for a page. Zhao Wanqing opened the paper curiously and looked at it.

"Sister, there are some things that I don't know whether to say or not. You and I have played since I was a child, and I have been controlled a lot since I was a child, but I envy you for such a comfortable life. Your purity of mind makes me have a little fun in the boring days, and I also treat you as my dearest. ”

Zhao Bangqing admits this, since she was a child, her sister has been the best to her, will cover up her mistakes, and even scold her for her. And every time I go out and see something new, I always bring one to my sister, and I feel close to my relatives. She followed it down again.

"A few days ago, I overheard an argument with a woman in my mother's room, and out of curiosity, I lay down at the door and listened to it. It seems to be about your background, and there is another hidden story about your mother's death, which is by no means as simple as a difficult birth. The details will be told when I return from Jiangnan. ”

When Zhao Bangqing saw this, he was full of suspicions. She was willing to believe her sister, but why was the real cause of her mother's death hidden? What's hidden in this?

The most helpless thing is that time does not allow her to wait until her sister returns, and the plan to burn the boudoir is tonight.

Zhao Bangqing knocked on his head, looked depressed, and planted his head on the futon again, narrowing slightly.

As night fell, the moonlight was still bright, but a little bleak.

With a heavy heart, Zhao Bangqing had dinner. During the meal, my father and his wife talked and laughed happily, and my brother was away from home, and she was left out alone, which seemed extraordinary. She even wondered if she had been a superfluous existence for so many years.

Maybe people always like to think more when they are lonely.

Back in the room, Zhao Bangqing just closed the door, and a white light flashed.

Yu Beisheng appeared with that immortal aura again.

For some reason, every time he appeared, Zhao Bangqing's heart beat faster and his thoughts stopped.

"You, what's wrong?" Zhao Wanqing asked softly, and that tone seemed to be as humble as an ant.

"I'm not coming, are you going to do it alone?"

"How do you know I'm not good?" Zhao Bangqing didn't want to be looked down upon, especially him, Yu Beisheng.

Yu Beisheng didn't seem to hear her words, and stretched out his hand to draw a circle of light, and the circle slowly expanded, becoming the size of a human.

"Let's go." Yu Beisheng still said in that tone.

Zhao Wanqing was about to ask what to put it, but suddenly he felt that he was stupid, so he naturally set it on fire.

Before setting the fire, Zhao Bangqing brought a portrait of her mother, which was the only important thing to her. Then, the candlestick was overturned, and the fire went up the curtains, and suddenly the house was filled with fire and smoke.

"Follow me." Yu Beisheng said as he walked into the aperture and disappeared from view. Zhao Bangqing obediently followed him, and the two disappeared into the room.

The fire was not small, and after a while, the fire was about to burn to the firewood house on the side. Fortunately, the house where Zhao Bangqing lives is relatively remote, and there are no people nearby.

"Let's go to the water! Let's go to the water! The shouts of the subordinates came and went, and the running figures came and went......

Crossing the aperture, Zhao Bangqing and Yu Beisheng returned to Bangshengzhai. That basement, to be exact. Everything is still as familiar as when it came out, as if even the dust had never moved. This is the home of the future.

Yu Beisheng led Zhao Bangqing to the back of the curtain, that was the first time Zhao Bangqing saw the appearance behind the curtain, it didn't seem to be anything special, but it seemed to be very special. The endless corridor stretches into the distance, and the walkway is so narrow that only two people can walk side by side. On both sides are hermetically sealed wooden doors with different names engraved on them. "Yu Beisheng", "Ye Yang", "Yuesu"...... Is this everyone's room?

"This is your room." When they walked not far away, Yu Beisheng stopped and said.

The door was indeed engraved with the words "Zhao Bangqing", Zhao Bangqing gently pushed open the door, and what greeted him was an unbelievable scene.

The waterfall fell meekly, like a huge curtain, and the splashing water jumped smartly, but it was not so noisy. The flowing water and the sky contrast with each other, the surrounding fragrant grass is delicious, the mountains are full of flowers, and the greenery is full. From time to time, a few white cranes fly overhead, and sometimes they stop by the waterfall to rest. At the foot of the waterfall is a simple wooden house, surrounded by towering mountains and a bleak bamboo forest next to the house.

"It's beautiful." Zhao Wanqing was almost speechless in shock.

"Behind this door is an enchantment, and the scene is whatever you want in your heart. Go, it's time to rest. After Yu Beisheng finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Zhao Wanqing took a step cautiously, for fear of disturbing the leisure and beauty here. She stepped into this paradise, and the door behind her closed freely, never disappearing, just hovering there.

Zhao Bangqing walked to the wooden house, pushed the door and entered. The inside is really as simple as the outside, except for the tables and chairs, there is no other utensils, let alone furnishings.

Zhao Wanqing couldn't wait to walk towards his bedroom, it was really simple, and he didn't even have a bed board. However, it was as if there was a man lying on the ground.

She looked closer, and it was a man. The appearance is the kind of beauty that is feminine, with red phoenix eyes and strange white skin. The appearance is on par with Yu Beisheng, compared to Yu Beisheng's immortal aura, he does add a touch of charm. The most eye-catching thing is that he is wearing a red robe that looks like fire, which is delicate and vivid, and even more charming.

Just as she looked carefully, the man suddenly opened his eyes and met Zhao Wanqing in front of him.

Zhao Bangqing was really a little overwhelmed by this pair of ghostly eyes, and instinctively leaned back.

"Another mortal who fell for the beauty of this king." The man got up, stretched his limbs, and said lazily.

Zhao Bangqing admits his so-called beauty, but saying such words from his own mouth can't help but make people think that he is arrogant. But Zhao Wanqing was still a little curious about him, so he asked him, "Who are you?" ”

"Hehe, I don't even know about this king, I really don't know how those people let you in." The man said with a slight contempt.

Zhao Bangqing saw his arrogant attitude, regardless of his appearance and identity, and said quietly: "I'm sorry, this is my house, please leave." ”

The corners of the man's mouth hooked up a faint smile: "Oh? Your house? Everything here belongs to the king, and the king has the strongest mana in this fast. ”

Zhao Bangqing listened to his words, as if he was listening to a joke, and at this moment he began to wonder if his spirit was wrong: "You still don't want to talk nonsense, the master here is obviously Lord Yu." ”

"Yu Beisheng? It's just an entourage of the king. After the man finished speaking, he noticed the nine-song star ring in Zhao Bangqing's hand, "You are a Heavenly Clan Spirit Servant?" ”

Zhao Wanqing replied: "Yes." ”

"It's pitiful, there is not a soul at all." The man looked at the nine-song star ring on Zhao Bangqing's wrist, and the nine gems were dim, so he guessed.

Zhao Wanqing didn't know why, he was embarrassed to pin his hand behind his back, and said with some annoyance: "What do you have to do with it!" ”

The man was still smiling, smiling so hard that he said: "This king has pity on you, so he will be your first soul, come, sign the contract." ”

Zhao Bangqing was confused, looked at the man of unknown origin in front of him, and thought. This man is beautiful in appearance, and if he is completely unmoved, it is false. After all, Zhao Bangqing is still a teenage girl, just like an ordinary girl. He always called himself this king, presumably because he had experienced too much stimulation before he died. Thinking of this, Zhao Wanqing couldn't help but feel a little pity for him. In fact, except for being a little arrogant, he is still very good in other aspects, especially his appearance. Zhao Wanqing pretended to persuade himself, but in fact, he had already made up his mind a long time ago.

"Well, what am I calling you? First of all, I will not call you king, but if you force me to call you king, I would rather not sign it. Zhao Wanqing said firmly.

"My name is Liangcheng, you can call me Brother Liang." He laughed again.

Zhao Bangqing felt that this title was a bit evil, and he rejected it in his heart. But at the moment she didn't want to argue about what to call it, so she went with him. But I couldn't help but comment: "The name is quite fresh and beautiful, but it doesn't match people well." ”

"Has the king allowed you to comment?"

Zhao Wanqing smiled: "Okay, let's sign it." ”

After Zhao Wanqing said this, he straightened the pestle there, and Liangcheng didn't make a move. After the two of them stood opposite each other for a moment, Liang Cheng suddenly burst out laughing.

"You, you don't know how to sign a contract yet, do you?" Liang Cheng asked.

Zhao Wanqing was powerless to refute, because she really didn't know. Is it like signing a contract with Yu Beisheng? But how? She didn't know, she just stood there dumbfounded.

"Alright, little one, hand out." Liang Cheng said solemnly.

Zhao Wanqing obediently stretched out his hand.

A light and shadow flashed, and Zhao Bangqing's fingers stabbed for a short time, oozing out drops of blood, floating in the air. Liang Cheng then raised his hand, and a few drops of blood also oozed from it. The blood droplets of the two fused in the air, and finally turned into a little fluorescent light, burrowing into the nine-song star ring on Zhao Bangqing's wrist. A dim gem instantly shines brightly, like a cool city, bright red color.

"Okay, this king is going to rest now, don't disturb this king's dream anymore, go out and turn left in the small room, you go there to sleep." After Liang Cheng finished speaking, he fell asleep on the mattress on the ground regardless of it, looking isolated from the world.

Zhao Bangqing couldn't take him, and he couldn't sleep in the same room alone, so he listened to what he said and walked to that room. Strange, he was obviously the master, but he was driven out of the bedroom by his own soul, and Zhao Bangqing felt a little unhappy. But for Liangcheng's helpless character, I feel a little inexplicably cute.

What room, can I sleep? Zhao Wanqing was shocked by the scene in front of him. The whole room was covered with a wooden plank on the floor, which clearly looked like a square table with four legs removed. But what can be done?

Zhao Wanqing was tired, so he fell asleep regardless of falling to the ground.