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"Whatever I want. Madame is ill and should not attend this time. Ten Thousand Souls will stay and concentrate on taking care of his wife, and the king does not have to worry. With that, she pulled up Nameless and walked away slowly.
Only then did she notice that Wan Soul Xiang had been standing silently aside. Xu is nameless tall figure blocked the figure of Wan Soul Xiang, she only smelled the mint fragrance before, but she never paid attention to the delicate figure. After confirming that they were far away, Wan Soul Xiang moved to the bed and said with a little resentment:
"Why are you so disheartened? Are you going to die here to be willing? ”
"What can I do with the fish on the knife?"
Looking back on that day, did she have a choice? If they had chosen, the other ladies would not have ended up like this.
"Alas! In fact, Daddy has always been reluctant to let you see this tragic scene! Duan Tianyi has always wanted to stay nameless, but he refuses to eat it softly and hard. If she hadn't heard Sanhuan Qi Nian and the Seventh Lady by chance that day, she wouldn't have thought of using a trick to trap you and lure Nameless. ”
"How can Nameless be so easily trapped?"
"Because it is not easy, the means have to be vicious. How do you feel? Ten Thousand Soul Incense's eyes showed a sense of pity, and the notoriety of the four demons was also heard.
"It's the soul obsession that hurts! Breaking the sky is so rebellious, and the common people will not tolerate it. ”
She couldn't help but grasp the quilt tightly and suppress the resentment in her heart! How can you forget the helplessness and helplessness of Mrs. Jì Seven at that time? I hate that the sky has no eyes. Although she knew in her heart that the Seventh Lady had left with a nightmare, she could forget her past life and be reborn when she was reincarnated! How vicious is the fourth demon, if she gives up the source of the fundamental evil thoughts, what can she do? For the Seventh Lady, it may be a relief. But this method is too cruel! Those who leave behind are all harm.
Wan Soul Xiangyu frowned slightly, got up and made a pot of hot tea, as if to give himself time to calm down. So far, no matter how unfair her heart is, all she can do is comfort and pity, and calm and wait-and-see is the best way to deal with things.
After bringing a cup of hot tea and placing it on the wooden table at the bedside, she said slowly: "Madame should have heard of this mortal Qingyu. ”
"Nameless love."
"Not bad! Before hearing this, Nameless didn't want to break Tianyi, just because she was a friend of Qingyu. However, today, no name is willing to stay, and Mrs. only needs to meditate and recuperate, and everything does not have to be overlooked. ”
Wan Soul Xiang helped her up and handed over the cup of hot tea. After a few bites, she suddenly felt a little steady.
"This tea was brought by an unknown person, and it calms and replenishes the spirit."
Before the fragrance of tea dissipated, she felt drowsy, and she seemed to hear a nameless voice in her ears: Sleep-
Sleep, wake up and return to its original position. And the original position in her heart, no name can be known?
Unexpectedly, that cup of tea made her sleep for months. No dreams, no thoughts, no peace. The pain in my body and mind seemed to be immersed in that calm, and slowly faded away. When she woke up again, the stump was as free to move as it had been. This is the power of the nameless! What he wants to protect, he will surely protect in its place.
"You're awake." Ten Thousand Soul Incense, which was still guarding his side, called softly.
"What time is it?" She asked softly.
"The Amber Mountains freeze the spring of the world, and here is as warm as the gods all year round. Counting the time, the outside world should have entered autumn. Ten Thousand Souls replied lightly.
"Autumn goes to winter, and it's another year." She sighed.
It's a pity that it's not this season of aging, but the constant dream that can't be awake! In the dream, the heart is as light as a gentleman, and it seems that it has nothing to do with the love affair. I'm afraid that I'll wake up and become obsessed, and the breeze outside the dream can break the love?
"Madame wants to freshen up?" Look at her stupidity, Ten Thousand Souls Shanti said.
She gently nodded and stepped out of bed with the help of Ten Thousand Souls. When you step into the outhouse, you can see that the hot tub with floating petals has already been prepared.
"Nameless will wake up today, so I can take care of it early." Seeing her surprise, Wan Soul Xiang immediately explained.
It turned out that when she woke up, he had already predicted.
The hot bath crispy bones, the floral fragrance is refreshing. She knew that there was a nameless medicinal fragrance in the water. The wounds of the body and skin are easy to combine, and the meaning of the heart is difficult to enlighten. The mist was blurry and sad, and she finally understood that the heartache of the Seventh Lady who was nostalgic and couldn't!
Her whole body sank to the bottom of the hot water, and after a moment of silence and a few moments, she surfaced and asked slowly, "How is the shape now?" ”
"Listen to the nameless has surrendered to the heavens. There is no dispute between the two worlds of demons and demons! In addition to the human race and the god race, the other ghosts, monsters, and beasts in the Three Realms are also gradually moving closer to the demon race. "Ten Thousand Souls Incense has nothing to hide and is blunt.
The word "surrender" made her feel cold. Can't forget the ugly appearance of the fox king, who is controlled and flattering, if it is replaced by nameless? Thinking about it, her heart will break, if she sees it with her own eyes, she is afraid that she will destroy her facial features and cut off all perceptions!
"Nameless him, how?" After pondering for a while, she still mustered up the courage to ask softly.
"Nameless often comes to check on you, and it looks like it's hurting and hurting! At least alive. ”
"How's the Protoss?"
"It's been more than a hundred years, and according to their gods, the Divine Monarch has still not been able to awaken. Now that the dragons are leaderless, the elders of the gods are busy saving the king, and they have no intention of managing the people in this world. ”
"Broken Heaven and Nameless? ......" she blurted out, but she was dumbfounded. Between them, she wanted to know what? And what does it have to do with her?
"Hehe, you also overestimate my status. I can't be involved among them. In the past few months, I have been ordered to guard your awakening here, and I have not left the lotus pond for half a step. All things are also hearsay. Wan Soul Xiang replied helplessly, "However, this Amber Mountain Range has added countless new rules, and the Broken Heaven has also been restrained a lot. It seems that the king of this city will not be easy to subdue. It is difficult to guess who is the master and who is the servant between them. ”
A tug-of-war psychological warfare! The fox king loses painfully, how many points can Nameless win? Even the former god monarch Changxuan was lost under the skirt of Yuhime, how could Nameless resist the charm of Broken Tianyi?
As the bath grew cold, she got up to change her clothes. That plain white dress made her think of Master Wuyan. After a thousand years, I fell in love with Hengtian and loved hard! If this world is nameless in the future, does Master want me to fall in love with him again?
Is there an early arrangement?
That night, she sat alone on the bank of the lotus pond, gently playing the guqin, and looked fascinated. The phosphorus fire in the distance has long been cleared, and now there is nothing but the sky full of stars. The lotus flowers bloom in the vicinity, and the white and pink are more soft in the night. The evening breeze blows, the piano moves, and everything surrenders! It was still the parting sound, and she repeated the last sentence of the Seventh Lady:
The makeup has not been removed, the piano is long without words, and the romance is forgotten tonight;
Sigh fate, the original intention is not forgotten, peach and plum fall to welcome spring!
……
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and she sighed softly into the distance: "Since you are here, why don't you want to see me?" ”
The night is quiet and the wind is long, even if the sound is soft, it can be heard clearly and harshly. In the distance, the shadows of the jungle trees swayed, and a few night birds flew out with a few rustles.
"Stop!" She let out a low roar and immediately leapt into the sky, following the shadow.
The black shadow ran neither fast nor slow, as if reluctant to look back. After all, she had just recovered, her qi and blood were weak, and she couldn't chase a few roads, she was already out of breath, and she had to stop and hold on to Gu Mu on one side to stabilize her trembling body.
"You?!" The black shadow stopped not far away and asked in a low voice.
"I, I just want to sue you, she...... I don't hate you. She looked back at the shadow.
In the moonlight, the black robe stood tall in the shadow, and the eyes under the sword eyebrows flickered like nighthawks. With a strong demonic aura and a cold complexion, it is the fox king.
"I won't forgive myself!" He lowered his head, and suddenly looked extremely old and desolate.
She couldn't help but get close to him, just wanting to stay warm in this extremely cold world, even if only for a short time.
"Don't come here! Haha, take the blame, I don't deserve your pity! The fox king suddenly shouted loudly, turned and jumped into the night.
Looking at the figure that was rapidly disappearing, her empty sleeves fluttering, her body swaying slightly, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Fox King, what the hell is your father ......" she rushed back to the Lotus Pond Pavilion, pulling the Ten Thousand Souls Incense and asked eagerly.
"Have you seen him?" Wan Soul Xiang, who was concentrating on the tea ceremony, looked back in surprise.
"A ......"
"Hehe, how can he have the face to see you again?! Even if he cut off his arms and mutilated himself! Wan Soul Xiang's tone was calm, but the hand that made the tea still shook slightly. After all, they are close relatives, even if there have been countless estrangements between them.
If the Seventh Lady knows this, I don't know whether she is happy or sad?
"Crippled but not dead, self-inflicted! Hehe! Wan Soul Xiang sneered a few times, suddenly overturned the table with one hand, and said angrily, "Why can't I learn the magic tea art?" Why is Gongzilian so attached to his tea?! ”
The sudden anger frightened her by taking a few steps back, looking at Wan Soul Xiang and not knowing how to respond for a while. The previous Seventh Lady was unknown, how could she, who had seen her all the way - the Yuan Shen who was trapped in Hengmeng - not know that Gongzi Lian was nostalgic for more than a tea art?
"Hahaha! Nameless refuses to marry Li'er, I think he's good to you? Wan Soul Xiang suddenly looked at her and said with a smile, "Now only Nameless can protect you!" The fox king has no power for a long time, but he is just a disabled waste! If you marry a nameless, that's not bad! At least the damned heart will die. ”
"If you have a heart and love will never die, how can you care if you marry or not? In this world, who can replace her in the nameless heart? ”
She suddenly felt ridiculous. Marrying is not a form, and it is absolutely impossible to stop Gongzi Lian, nor can it break the nameless longing for Qingyu.
"How could the King of the Protoss let go of Light Feather? It is a curse that gods and demons will never fall in love! Do you think Nameless is willing to let Light Feather die? If you don't want to, you will be separated forever! ”
"So what?" Even if you can understand the mood of Wan Soul Xiang, you can't be wronged by the namelessness in your heart!
"Hehe, no!" Wan Soul Xiang left a long laugh and jumped out of the building.
The words of Ten Thousand Souls Fragrance continue to echo in his ears: "Gods and demons will never fall in love with each other is already a curse!" With a burst of sadness in her heart, she stepped back to the lotus pond, plucked the strings of the guqin with her thin fingers, and sang in a low voice:
"Who sang that song and danced over the wall of tears for thousands of years?
Who is the audience who has watched from afar for several generations and never forgotten?
Who listened to the three watches and woke up in a foreign land?
Who has kept the thoughts of several lifetimes in exchange for the peace of the soul in the next life?
……
The fragrance of tea is in the sunset, ethereal and wounded.
Who wanders in whose dreams,
and who passes by whose tower,
Recite a song:
Don't forget the original intention, no words! ”
The sound of the piano faded, and the last finger was picked up, and she looked up at the pink lotus in the pool, and there were already two lines of tears.