Jinghua went to Wangxing Pavilion.

As the Emperor of Heaven, he needs to go to the Star Pavilion regularly, and use his own cultivation to dissolve the anger between heaven and earth, and ensure that the righteousness in the Three Realms is vast and the auspicious meaning is full.

This is what my father did before, in order to have more abundant spiritual power to fulfill the duties of the emperor, my father is determined to win Yinlongyi. And in the end, he killed his father with his own hands, grabbed the divine wings, and ascended the throne as the emperor.

How cruel to say.

Chenhua is actually right, he got everything, but he is still pretending to be dressed in hypocrisy.

He said he didn't know what kind of emotion he was having.

He was very eager to come to the Star Pavilion and use his own cultivation to dissolve the anger between heaven and earth. He was also very eager to cast spells for Chenhua every day, exchanging spirits for spirits to dissolve the demons in his body. He seemed willing to expend his spiritual powers, wishing he could spend them sooner.

The powerful force that made the Three Realms change color, the source of those evils.

Because he knew that every bit of spiritual power in his body was obtained by killing his father.

His health every day is obtained by killing his father!

No one knows when he opens his eyes every morning and sees the clouds steaming and the rivers and mountains are picturesque, when he is worshiped by the Three Realms on the Lingxiao Hall and shouts His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, when he grinds with Ah Mo's ears and temples day and night, and sleeps with each other every night......

He can't help but think that every day he lives, everything he has now, is obtained by killing his father!

He hated his strength and was ashamed of his health. He survived, but he became a sinner who killed his father!

What is the difference between this and the father killing his mother at that time?

It's just a high-sounding reason for yourself. But to do it is to do it.

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When Jinghua came back, it was already the second half of the night, and Ah Mo was already asleep.

He was a little tired today, so he opened the door and didn't walk over immediately, but leaned against the door for a while.

He just looked at her from afar.

She slept soundly, the girl she loved most in her life.

A smile tugged at the corner of Jinghua's lips.

He survived for the sake of this girl. Even if he was burdened with all the bad karma, even if he did something that was intolerable to heaven and earth like killing his father, and everyone and God were angry, he finally survived.

She no longer had to worry about him getting sick, afraid that he would leave suddenly, she could go back to her original self, coquettish at will, laugh carefree, and bloom wantonly.

And what is he to be worth, full of iniquity?

But she seems to be a little unhappy today.

Jinghua sighed softly. She didn't say it, but he knew everything about her. She usually can't hold half a sentence in her heart, no matter how small her troubles and happiness are, she will be eager to share them with him, but today I don't know why, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Did you meet someone?

Or do you blame yourself for being too busy and not having the time to accompany her?

She is too simple, and she has no city, she is like a bird flying freely in the air, or a small fish in the water, she shouldn't stay in a place like the Nine Heavens, and be worn out by the decay and depression here.

Jinghua stood on the edge of the bed and watched her for a while, and found that she had taken the bracelet off her wrist and squeezed it tightly in her hand.

Jinghua smiled, picked it up gently, and put it back on for her.

Silly Momo, do you miss me? So you took the bracelet in your hand and looked at it until you fell asleep? I've probably been a little busy these days, so I don't have time to spend with you.

But now, we finally have a long time. I will accompany you every day for a long time to come, every spring, every winter, every morning, every night......

Momo, we can finally be together for thousands of years......

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In the past few days, Jinghua has come back late.

He always came back to have dinner with Ah Mo, and then went out again and didn't return until midnight.

He didn't say much about where he went or what he did. Ah Mo didn't bother to ask, and if he asked, it was also some high-sounding reasons, and it didn't leak.

She didn't mention the matter of discovering his chastity scales that day, as well as the incident of meeting Xuan Yao, and even admired herself for being so calm.

They dined together respectfully, and she sent him out and told him to come back early. He still kisses her every day before going out, afraid that she will be bored, and specially arranges some homework for her.

Ah Mo knew that he must have seen his own strangeness, with Jinghua's cleverness and her simplicity.

But he didn't ask anything.

At the beginning, Ah Mo still wanted to take the initiative to question and ask what was going on with the chastity scales and the court clothes. But a few days later, Jinghua still turned a blind eye to her sudden silence, and she didn't say anything.

He knew, and he deliberately didn't ask.

She was angry with him for this, and was even more deliberately silent.

Such a stalemate.

In fact, Ah Mo waits for her every night, anyway, she has nothing to do during the day now, and she is too lazy to do anything, she sleeps all day long, but she has enough energy for the night and waits for him to return at night.

She sat in the garden, counting the stars and plum blossoms, imagining what kind of childhood he spent here, and wondering if she had known her more than 2,000 years earlier, would she no longer be the late one?

She thought so crankily that Jinghua came back in the middle of the night.

His figure is still thin, even if he wears the dragon robe of the Heavenly Emperor's dignified and graceful appearance, and most of the time he doesn't wear these, it is still the same clothes as before.

"Clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as the old", this is a very good sentence. But Ah Mo thought, if he is not the old man in the other party's heart, then what should he do?

Chen'an Palace is not in the center of the Heavenly Palace, and every time Jinghua comes back from Lingxiao Palace, or Wangxing Pavilion, or Baoqing Palace, he has to drive a long way by clouds.

In the dead of night, he was alone, and the moonlight dragged his shadow long and narrow on the ground, a little desolate in his loneliness.

Ah Mo felt that her nose was a little sour, and she felt that Jinghua, the Emperor of Heaven, was not as majestic as people thought.

She missed him very much, and waited all night to just want to talk to him, but it was too late, and she couldn't bear him to stay up and talk to herself about what she didn't have.

When she saw him enter the palace gate, she took her feet and secretly ran back to the bed, making it look like he was already asleep, so that he would no longer be concerned and lay down beside her in peace.

A few times it was too late, and he only hugged her for a while, and then hurriedly got up and went to court early. On other occasions, he sat at the table until dawn before he could finish his work.

Although she had those things in her heart that made her stunned, Ah Mo knew that no matter how late it was, she would still wait for him.

And no matter how late it is, he will definitely come back.

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That night, when Ah Mo was still counting plum blossoms in the garden, Qinglan came uninvited.

He carried two jars of wine and threw one to Ah Mo in a bold manner, almost hitting Ah Mo's head.

"Hey, Brother Qinglan, what are you doing, you want to scare people to death!" Ah Mo shouted.

"I've called you several times! What are you thinking about yourself, thinking about losing your soul?" Qinglan said.

He put the wine on the stone table in the courtyard, looked left and right, and said, "What about Jinghua? ”

Ah Mo said stupidly: "He came back early." ”

Qinglan glanced at her, frowned, and said, "What's the matter? Why do I think our Ah Mo is a little unhappy? It shouldn't be Jinghua bullying you, right?"

"How come, I'm already very polite if I don't bully him!" Ah Mo smiled: "I'm angry Qinglan's brother has a drink, but he doesn't think of me, really favoring one over the other!"

Qinglan said boldly: "That's it, how can my sister be bullied by others? My father still takes care of me and wants to take care of you more, for fear that you will not be suitable in the heavenly court, so I will say that he is too worried." ”

"Well, that's it!" Ah Mo brought two bowls and said, "It just so happens that Jinghua is not there, Brother Qinglan will accompany me to drink the bar, so that he will not be able to control me and have no fun!"

Qinglan knocked open the sealing altar with a fist, poured a bowl for each of them, and half-jokingly: "When did Ah Mo learn to drink? I don't know, it seems that he has really grown up!"

"Hmph, underestimate people!" Ah Mo dried half a bowl in one go, frowned, and said, "This wine is not good at all, not sweet." ”

"Haha, who said that good wine has to be sweet? ”

"Good wine is to be sweet!" Ah Mo said unconvinced: "Jinghua took me to drink before, and the daughter we drank was red, sweet and delicious." ”

Qinglan laughed: "That's Jinghua coaxing you, your daughter red is sugar water in our eyes, shouldn't he tell you that it's a very powerful wine......?"

Ah Mo calmed his face, poured another bowl for himself, and drank it dry in one go.

Qinglan sighed and said, "Okay, drink slowly." Tell me honestly, did you have an awkward relationship with Jinghua?"

Ah Mo didn't make a sound, and it was a bowl of bottoming out in one breath.

Qinglan sighed, snatched her wine bowl, and didn't let her drink it anymore.

"Ah Mo, what's wrong with you? Did you quarrel with Jinghua, tell my brother!"

Ah Mo raised her head, she drank too fast, her cheeks were already slightly red, until her eyes were also red with water.

"Brother Qinglan, tell me, was Jinghua really very good with that Xuan Yao before, so good that she was almost married?" she looked at Qinglan and seemed to be smiling.

Ah Mo asked what this is for? It's all in the past. ”

"Oh, just ask!" Ah Mo began to be coquettish, her eyes were hazy, and she spewed out a mouthful of wine. "Of course I know it's over, and the person Jinghua likes now is me, but people are curious! It's not a secret, what can't you say?"

Qinglan was silent for a moment, he remembered that on the night of Bao Yao's wedding, he also had a drink with Jing Hua under the moon, just like today.

Jinghua told him what he wouldn't normally say, chattering endlessly, and never forgetting. He said about his ambitions, about his family, about the warmth he had, about what kind of life he longed for.

At that time, he must not have known that there would be such a special girl in his life, so wonderful, so gorgeous, enough to brighten up every day of his future.

At that time, Qinglan, who was sitting opposite Jinghua and drinking with him, never thought that this girl who made Jinghua happy all her life turned out to be her sister, and she was still bouncing in the west sea every day at that time.

"Amo, everyone has a past, but you can't just live in the past. Qinglan looked at her and said calmly: "It's like I used to like you so much, but now it's also a thing of the past." ”