"So...... Iris was supposed to be shot to death back then, but her soul was contained by this piece of green jade, so she has been living in this world as a soul? "Nan Fusheng is an innate king in the end, his wisdom and intelligence are not lost to the talented and precocious Nan Zuisheng, as long as the girl briefly describes the nature and origin of the green jade, he instantly understands the reason why the iris survives in the world.

"Well, brother, you're so smart!" Nan Zuisheng stared at Nan Fusheng with bright eyes, and only felt that his brother was really the smartest, best and most handsome brother in the world, such a good brother couldn't be found with a lantern, but he was met by himself, and he took care of himself for ten years.

Thinking about this, Nan Zui Sheng leaned on Nan Fusheng's warm and broad chest, raised his eyes and stared at the other party's ancient carved eyebrows and side face lines: "When Irisi was indeed shot and died, it stands to reason that her soul should also be annihilated, but in the dark, it seems that God intends to renew her life, so let Beizhan find that piece of cloud and green jade." ”

Her eyes moved slowly with Nan Fusheng's hand picking up the green jade stele, only to see Nan Fusheng facing the green jade stele to the glazed palace lamp in the palace, the inside of the glossy green jade is clearly visible, and there are wisps of lingering clouds inside, as if it is a small and lively world.

Although this is also true.

The clouds in the green jade stele swirled endlessly, and Nan Zuisheng stared at the gorgeous brilliance on the veil and bead curtain sprinkled with the pale blue shimmer, and his tone became softer and clearer: "But there is a loss, there is gain, although the soul of the iris has been well recuperated under the protection of the green jade stele, but the green jade stele has already become an independent fantasy space inside under the accumulation of the essence of heaven and earth over time." ”

"Fantasy space?" Hearing this, Nan Fusheng slowly put down the green jade tablet between his fingers, and he turned the green jade in his hand to look left and right, except for the soft clouds flowing inside, he never saw a single inch of the rest.

Nan Zuisheng reluctantly held Nan Fusheng's hand, and put the green jade tablet back in Nan Fusheng's warm palm, she knew that the iris inside was very bleak and lonely, so she hoped that her brother's body temperature could bring her a trace of warmth.

Looking at Nan Zuisheng's actions, Nan Fusheng lowered his head and gently kissed the girl's forehead. His little baby is still so kind and innocent, although he is smart and keen, he has always maintained a pure heart.

And what he loves deeply is not that innocent heart?

Nan Fusheng hugged the treasure in his arms, and only hoped that the warmth and beauty of this moment could be frozen forever, and it was best that it would never pass with time. He really loves the kindness and innocence of the little baby in his arms, such a girl who is a beautiful existence in itself, really makes him love it enough, he is really afraid of melting in his mouth, and he is afraid of falling in his hand.

What should I do with you?

Nan Fusheng sighed lightly, and unceremoniously rubbed Nan Zuisheng's black hair with his hand. He rested his chin lightly on the top of the girl's warm and silky head, and the somewhat fried top of the head brought a tingling and tingling touch to the edge of Nanfusheng's jaw, but he was still addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.

The long hair of Mo Yu that drooped down the side of his face was rubbed messily by Nan Fusheng, and Nan Zuisheng stared at the messy long hair for a moment rather speechlessly, and then dragged the topic back to the green jade stele: "That fantasy space is something that our eyes can't see, but the iris will pull my consciousness into this green jade stele, the world inside is very empty and cold, and I can feel that the iris is very lonely and lonely inside." ”

Come to think of it, how can Irisa not be lonely and lonely?

The wandering soul was imprisoned in the green jade stele for more than ten long years, although you can see the former husband and beloved children through the jade stele, but they can't see themselves, forming an invisible and traceless barrier, and in another sense, heaven and man are forever separated.

Nan Zuisheng can imagine the despair and heartbreak of Iris, the kind of heart that has tried for many years but still can't break the confinement like ashes, and the distress and despair of Iris's mother when she sees the sad North Langsheng come to mourn.

More than ten years ago, because of a small bullet, a family was shattered, as well as the estrangement and hatred between the two families. It is said that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and Iris has gained a new life because of being shot and killed, but this new life is at the cost of her eternal freedom.

Nan Zuisheng didn't even dare to think deeply, if she couldn't help Irisi completely break the imprisoning barrier, then after waiting for a hundred years, after all of them left one after another, leaving Iris's soul imprisoned in the green jade stele, and no one would remember to mourn and accompany her from now on, so how desperate and sad should she be?

Seeing himself die, and watching her husband and children, relatives and friends lose one after another, the feeling of being like a knife is undoubtedly the most cruel punishment in the world, which is enough to completely destroy Iris's will to persevere.

Xiu's narrow and slender jade fingers caressed the flawless edge of the green jade stele, and Nan Zuisheng stared at the pale blue glimmer soaked in Nan Fusheng's palm, and his eyes faintly revealed a sad look: "Brother, do you know, there is never absolute good and bad things in the world, although the soul of the iris is kept in this green jade stele, but it cannot be freed. This green jade tablet imprisoned not only her soul, but also all her hopes. ”

"So...... You want to save her, right? "Nan Fusheng is talking about 'saving', not 'helping', because he knows Nan Zuisheng too well, and when the girl in his arms shows such a sad expression, he knows that the matter of the imprisoning of Iris's soul will be very tricky.

Mo Yu's long hair snaked on the brocade quilt, Nan Zuisheng leaned on Nan Fusheng's warm and broad chest, only to feel a dull pain in his chest: "Brother, you are the person who knows me the best, but I have been thinking about it for a long time, and I don't know how to save the iris in the green jade stele, do you know where to start?" ”

Nan Fusheng frowned slightly when he heard this, and lowered his eyes to think carefully about the legend of this green jade stele: "I remember that a master who was invited to carve a jade stele in the Northern War once said that there was a cloud stele carved in it, but the deceased returned, but the soul of the iris was indeed preserved because of the jade stele, but how to bring the deceased back to life......

He didn't know either.

Because this matter is really incredible, I thought that what the old man said back then was just an ethereal legend, but I didn't expect it to become half of the facts today. Although Iris's body had long since been incinerated to ashes, her soul was stored in this green jade stele.

For this matter, even Nan Fusheng felt helpless, but his connections were very extensive, and after thinking about it, he finally thought of a good way, a good way to help Iris's soul break the confinement.

The deep and gorgeous phoenix eyes clearly reflected Nan Zuisheng's slender eyelashes, Nan Fusheng stared at the blurry light and shadow flying up and down the eyelashes, hooked his thin lips and smiled slightly: "Baby, I will send someone tomorrow to find the old man who carved the jade tablet back then, if we are unlucky, the old man has already passed away, then I will find some people who are widely versed in the supernatural, I believe they will have a way." ”

After all, although there are few talented people in this world, they still exist. Although the matter of iris is incredible, it sounds ethereal and extremely mysterious, but I believe that there will always be people who know how to crack it.

"Yes, there are all kinds of strange things in the world, and there will always be strange people in this world who know how to help the soul of Iriswood break the imprisonment." Nan Zuisheng's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, she raised her eyes to look at Nan Fusheng's handsome face, raised her head and kissed the other party's jaw: "Thank you, brother, if you hadn't thought of this method, I'm afraid I would really have to be in a hurry." ”

"Well, your business is my business." Nan Fusheng lowered his eyes and gently kissed Nan Zuisheng's eyelashes, and the thick eyelashes trembled slightly like a feather fan, as if leaving a subtle touch in his heart.

The ink-colored pupils clearly reflected Nan Zuisheng's beautiful eyebrows, his eyes were gentle, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed deep and sincere love: "If you can do it, I won't get too involved: if you feel helpless, I will do my best to help you." ”

This is Nan Fusheng's promise, and he has never lived up to Nan Zuisheng's promise.

He will not raise Nan Zuisheng as a nightingale in a golden wire cage, let alone imprison the treasure in his heart for his possessiveness, he will let Nan Zuisheng grow and spread his wings to fly high, giving her enough space and freedom. Because Nan Fusheng knows that love is not crazy and paranoid possession, but proper letting go, but the choice of letting go does not mean giving away the treasure to others.

On the contrary, isn't letting go a kind of imprisonment?

It's just a prison of love, which makes people fall into it willingly.

"Brother......" Nan Zuisheng pursed her pale red lips, only to feel that her heart was warmed by Nan Fusheng's words, as if a round of sun was born, and the brilliant light sprinkled all the corners of her heart, making her slightly cool hands and feet instantly warm.

Staring at Nan Zuisheng's clear ink eyes, Nan Fusheng only felt that the desire and heat that had subsided swept over again, he quietly picked up the soft cushion and leaned on Nan Zuisheng's waist, and by the way, he covered up a certain place where he was not angry, pretending to be narcissistic and said deeply: "Alas, don't make such a touching expression, I will worry that you will fall in love with me, after all, a charming, handsome and golden man like me, a woman who loves me can circle around Xuanguo three times." ”

Nan Zuisheng: ......

"Brother, did you find anything?" Nan Zuisheng silently put the green jade tablet back on her neck and put it on, she raised her eyes to look at Nan Fusheng's handsome and flawless face, and her expression suddenly became very solemn and solemn.

"What?" Nan Fusheng looked at her in confusion.

Nan Zuisheng put on a beautiful goose egg face, and said slowly with an expressionless face: "During this time, your skin has become thicker and thicker, and the thickness is comparable to the city wall, and bullets can't penetrate it. Before the words fell, she lifted a slender leg and gently kicked Nan Fusheng, and the meaning of expulsion was self-evident.

Nan Fusheng chuckled and raised his arm to hold Nan Zuisheng's slender ankles, his thumb gently rubbed the girl's delicate and warm ankles ambiguously, he smiled charmingly close to Nan Zuisheng's earlobe, and the tip of his tongue gently hooked the earlobes that were as white as jade: "It doesn't matter, if you are a little cheeky, a man can't marry a wife." I don't want to be a loner for the rest of my life, as long as I can marry the wife I want, even if my skin is thicker than the center of the earth, I am willing to be happy. ”

The touch of the earlobe being gently hooked by the tip of the tongue was very numb and wonderful, and Nan Zuisheng blushed instantly, and then picked up the brocade quilt and wrapped himself into a small ball.

She hid in the brocade quilt and touched her earlobe, only to feel a slight wet touch from her fingertips, the ghost made a mistake, she put her fingertips close to her lips, just when she wanted to taste the taste on her fingertips in a daze, the wrapped brocade quilt was suddenly lifted by Nan Fusheng.