Chapter Fifty-Eight: Chunling

Duckweed shook his head, sighed, and said a little tiredly: "It's just that Lingchun doesn't like the resurrected person and doesn't want him to be resurrected." ”

"Who was the one who originally wanted to be resurrected, and why didn't Lingchun want to resurrect him?" asked the little baby with her little head tilted back in confusion.

"That's also a person who loves the wind and snow. That person, like the original emperor, loved poetry very much. I told Princess Zhuang Xuan that the coffin is useless, but it is only because Princess Zhuang Xuan is obsessed with poetry. No matter how many imps she raises for Lingchun, Lingchun will not help her resurrect her colt. Hey, when Qing'er's revenge is avenged, I will persuade Lingchun again, and take her back to Kunlun Mountain when I have time, otherwise in the world, she will cause trouble sooner or later. ”

Duckweed sighed, looked at the few dishes on the table that were eaten by Xiaowa and Xuanniao, and sighed heavily. I turned around and went downstairs to tell someone's fortune.

Xiaowa and Xuanniao were very embarrassed to finish those meals, and took a nap on the bed with their full round bellies. After waking up, Xiaowa and Xuanniao hurriedly went to a nearby medical center to ask for a doctor, and went to Jiang Xinghuo's residence together.

After Xiaowa did as she was instructed by duckweed, she brought all the traditional Chinese medicines that Qingjun had given to Jiang Xinghuo back to the Yuelai Inn.

Those medicines are really problematic, and taking them for a long time will only aggravate the original symptoms.

When a man and a bird returned, duckweed was lying on the bed and reading a book lazily.

"Sister, what are you reading again?" the little baby asked curiously when she saw that duckweed was reading intently.

Duckweed stretched her waist and replied lazily: "Recently, I think the wind and snow are also very good, I need to read the poetry collection to cultivate my sentiment." ”

"Master, what's so good about the wind and snow, you look at Lingchun, and then look at Wang Peng and Princess Zhuang Xuan, this wind and snow moon is just a confusing thing. As soon as the bird returned to the room, it turned into a human form, and the tall figure said to the duckweed with a smile.

Duckweed forgot about Xuanniao and sighed: "Maybe Xuanniao hasn't met love yet, and when you do, maybe you won't say that." ”

"As I said, I will always follow my master and not go anywhere. No matter how beautiful the mother bird is, I will never leave my master and be the one who forgets her righteousness. ”

Duckweed, the little baby can't help but be embarrassed.

"Xuanniao, it would be nice if you treated me as mature and steady as you did when you were with Xiaowa. Duckweed couldn't help but say.

Xuanniao frowned, and said very aggrievedly: "Master, the little baby is just a little doll of twelve or thirteen years old, and I am a big brother who has lived thousands of years in front of her." But the master has lived for 10,000 years, and I am just a child with the master. Xuanniao has only lived for thousands of years, and it is understandable that it is occasionally immature and stable. ”

Duckweed was speechless for a moment, silently rolling her eyes in her heart.

Northern Song Dynasty, Bianjing. After a rain, autumn soon begins.

Xiaowa kept arguing and was very cold, so duckweed had to take her to the clothes shop in the market to make several sets of clothes.

Although duckweed is not afraid of the cold and does not need to wear such thick clothes, in order to be less noticeable, I also made a few thick cyan clothes by the way,

These days, they didn't go to the princess's mansion, but silently followed the person who had changed his name to Qingjun. Qing Jun lives in a mansion very close to the Imperial Palace, and there are many domestic servants and subordinates.

Qingjun will go to the princess's mansion every two or three days to meet Princess Zhuang Xuan, or to appreciate poetry, or to enjoy the autumn sunset. To a certain extent, Qing Jun is already a quasi-horse.

After about ten days like this, Xiaowa was very bored, and asked duckweed in confusion: "Sister, when are we going to follow Wang Penny? Can't Gu Qing's unjust soul directly ask for his life? At the beginning, my sister promised Gu Qing that if she found Wang Hui, she would let Gu Qing take revenge in person." ”

Duckweed looked at the locked cabinet and said with a smile: "Time hasn't passed yet, if Qingjun is killed now, Princess Zhuang Xuan will still find a family to help her kill people." Now, it is very easy to help Qing'er fulfill her wish, but Princess Zhuang Xuan, if she has been obsessed and uses the corpse coffin to harm people, it will be a big deal. ”

"So what should we do?" asked the little baby, confused.

"Master, this Princess Zhuang Xuan is not an ordinary woman. If we don't handle it well and offend the people in the palace, I'm afraid it will be difficult to break through in Bianjing in the future. Xuanniao also frowned and expressed his opinion.

Duckweed rubbed his brows, thought for a while, and said, "Let's follow Qingjun first." I think he should be going to attack the new person soon, after all, the Double Ninth Festival is coming, if the Xuan corpse coffin refuses to resurrect Princess Zhuang Xuan's husband on the Double Ninth Festival this year, then Zhuang Xuan will have to wait another year, so before that, she will definitely find an opportunity to let Qing Jun kill for her. ”

"Why the Double Ninth Festival?" said Xiaowa and Xuanniao in unison.

"Because the emperor that Lingchun loves so much was also resurrected on this day. She will only resurrect people on this day. Although Princess Zhuang Xuan is destined to wait, but there is a hope, isn't it?" duckweed said leisurely, with a chill in her tone.

Sure enough, within a few days, duckweed, Xiaowa and Xuanniao heard Princess Zhuang Xuan teary-eyed and coquettish to Qing Jun: "Brother Jun, I am so wronged today." ”

"Chunling, what grievances have you suffered? If you have any grievances, just tell me, and I will definitely help you get angry. Qing Jun looked at Princess Zhuang Xuan with a pair of Danfeng eyes, full of affection.

It turned out that Princess Zhuang Xuan's maiden name was Chunling, no wonder Jiang Xinghuo said that day that Qing Jun fell in love with a woman named Chunling.

The man is really unreliable, the little baby said in her heart.

She turned her head to look at Xuanniao again. Well, sometimes, except for male birds.

Princess Zhuang Xuan was dressed in white, her eyes were slightly red, and her already beautiful face had a different style at this time.

She sobbed for a long time before saying: "Yesterday I went out of the palace to see if there were chrysanthemums blooming in the wild, in the suburbs of Dongshuimen, there was a Diao Min surnamed Fang who kept staring at me, and his lady saw it, and scolded me for being too good for no reason, and deliberately seduced her family. I secretly went out behind my father's back that day, and I didn't bring a few people, and I was afraid that my true identity would be revealed. simply ignored the shrew, who knew that the more she scolded, the more pickled she became, and it was all unbearable words. ”

Qing Jun said angrily: "Ling'er, how have you ever suffered such grievances? You are a princess of a country, how can you be bullied by just grass people." Don't worry, I won't spare that Diao people, and I will help you avenge it. ”

As he spoke, there was that fierce hatred in his eyes, and he was like two people with the affectionate Qing Jun just now.