Wen Yishuang, who learned of his father's death, clutched his chest and fell unconscious in the rain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She came to an inn and asked a doctor to check her pulse, only to learn that she was born with a heart disease, coupled with the cold rain, her heart was depressed, and she was afraid that she would soon die.

So, as soon as the doctor left, he cast a spell to help Wen Yishuang treat his heart disease.

He thought she would be like the flattering women of the past, and she would throw herself into his arms when she learned that she was healed.

However, the highly educated official lady knew that women should be reserved, so after waking up, she only faintly thanked her for her death, and then left.

Reluctantly, he chased after him: "Miss Wen, where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to avenge my father!" Wen Yishuang cut the railway.

"I advise you not to go, your father has failed to deal with that traitorous minister, how can you be a weak woman? Why don't I send you back to your mother and live a normal life? ”

"No, if you don't take revenge on your father, you will never go back."

"Since you are so persistent, can you let me accompany you?"

Wen Yishuang nodded gratefully.

It's just a little gratitude, but my heart is happy.

They carried their burdens from Wuling County all the way to Jiankang City, the capital of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, to go to the imperial city to sue the emperor.

It's a pity that Wen Yishuang wrote a hundred letters to the emperor, but all of them were intercepted halfway by traitors and thieves and turned into ashes. So she changed her method and looked for colleagues who were good friends with her father in the imperial city, but they were all driven out as begging.

A whole year has passed, Wen Yishuang's character has been polished by the hot and cold of the world and has become increasingly cold and tenacious, from a kind and flawless little girl, has been honed into a calm and unsmiling big woman, with a mature and steady temperament, which is completely inconsistent with her seventeen-year-old age.

Seeing the death in his eyes, he was distressed and helpless, because he was a blue fox demon, he must not let Wen Yishuang know, otherwise he would have cast a spell to help her punish the traitor and take revenge smoothly. Why run around and sleep in the open?

Another half a year has passed, Wen Yishuang has nowhere to go, but her obsession is like an ordinary sword, and it is inserted deeper and deeper in her heart with time. She was silent for three days before finally stopping in front of a brightly lit green building.

"Young man, we met in Pingshui, but you have been with me all the way for a year. Now I have no choice but to devote myself to the Qinglou, hoping to find a chance at the foot of the Imperial City! Wen Yishuang's face was cold, and her mind had been decided.

Yu Yu glanced at the Qinglou beside him, and was stunned: "Miss Wen, you can't take revenge, and you don't have to give up on yourself so much, throwing your jade body into the fireworks Qinglou?" ”

"I inquired and learned that the traitor's son likes to come to this Qinglou very much, as long as I become a woman in this Qinglou, I will have the opportunity to get close to the traitor's son, so I ......"

"No! In any case, you can't spoil yourself like this! ”

"If I don't take revenge on my father, there is no point in my life!" Wen Yishuang has nothing to love, as if her mission is to avenge her father by any means. With that, she pushed the death of the dead hard, and she quickly ran towards the chaotic world of Qinglou.

I couldn't bear to pass away, I took care of the Qinglou every night as a drinker, neither ordering a girl nor calling a room, just sitting under the psychedelic lights of the Qinglou, drinking glass after glass, silently watching Wen Yishuang throw her arms to other sons, and act on the spot.

It was at this time that he practiced his drinking.

Occasionally, Yu Shuyin would also leave and go to Fengshun Demon Mountain to find other banshees to enjoy, but Wen Yishuang's stubborn and delicate figure always lingered in his mind, so whenever he missed her, he would come to the Qinglou of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Imperial City to drink. Sometimes, he would spend a lot of money like the prince of the imperial city, and spend the night with Oiran Wen Yishuang, but he would just sit in her room, chatting, and caring about the progress of her recent revenge.

However, the Qinglou, the oven of the world, has made Wen Yishuang more and more pure, which is intriguing.

She was so bewildered by the endless depravity that she deviated more and more from her original intentions, and began to enjoy the warmth given by the rich son, and had no intention of looking for an opportunity to avenge her father.

Seven years later, Wen Yishuang seems to have changed as a different person, not only mature, but also more cunning. She is no longer the girl who is obsessed with revenge, but has been replaced by a slutty girl who is drunk with paper.

She thought to herself that since she had no intention of taking revenge, she no longer needed to stay in the Qinglou. So he held a sincere heart, sold her a precious night, knelt on one knee, held a beautiful lily in his hand, and romantically proposed to her.

However, she refused!

Even the lilies were trampled on by Wen Yishuang's slender feet!

"Why? Miss Wen, are you going to reject me? I have been with you silently for nine years, and my true feelings can be seen by the sun and the moon! "Sadness and incomprehension.

Wen Yishuang was cold: "Because you are a goblin." Shemales have different paths, and I'd rather die here than join hands with a cunning goblin for the rest of my life. ”

The rhetoric is cold and full of contempt.

"How do you know I'm a goblin?" He is unwilling to pass away.

"Four years ago, you got drunk in my room, and your hair, eyebrows, eyes, and lips turned a horrible dark blue. You didn't even see my look of horror at the time. If it had been for the sake of you having been with me silently for many years, I would have cut off contact with you a long time ago. Now you, a goblin, shamelessly propose to me, asking me to grow old with you, it's a big joke! ”

When he heard this, he left angrily.

But after disappearing for more than half a year, he couldn't bear the surging thoughts in his heart, and once again came to the Qinglou, holding a bouquet of bright lilies, and using the same trick, he once again proposed to Wen Yishuang with a wailing voice.

Wen Yishuang's attitude was more resolute than ever: "Get out!" You shameless goblin! If you dare to disturb this girl's beautiful life again, be careful that I will find a Taoist priest to take you in! ”

In the end, he faintly held a broken heart and returned to Fengshun Demon Mountain to heal alone, and it was only a few months later that he had a little energy and came out to help the demon king on an errand.

Speaking of which.

The unruly phoenix eyes slid down a crystal teardrop.

Ling Suxue handed him a scarf and comforted: "I didn't expect Childe to be so infatuated." When I was reading books in my spare time, I wrote many words about the ruthlessness of goblins. But now I feel that you are even more infatuated and obsessed than the heavenly immortals. ”

Yu Yu blew his nose and shook his head gently: "What's the use of saying that, Miss Wen is hard-hearted and doesn't care about my feelings at all." ”

Ling Suxue's eyes were faint: "There must be a misunderstanding between you. ”

"What misunderstanding can there be? Shemales have different paths, and mortal women will never believe in goblins. ”

"No, an infatuated goblin like you is rare in the world, I believe that Miss Wen must have had to refuse you categorically."

"Humph! Be less self-righteous! I ask you, do you accept an infatuated monster like me? ”

Ling Suxue was stunned for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "Of course I don't accept it." ”

"That's not it, Wen Yishuang was exactly the same as you are now, even if you know that this son is infatuated, you have to categorically refuse!"

Lingxue is ashamed.

It is easy to say with words, but it is difficult to disobey from the heart. (To be continued.) )