Sumptuous curtains with dark rose gold patterns linger on the snow-coloured foxskin carpet, and pearl tassels shimmer under the rippling silk brocade above the curtain. The glimmer of daylight shines through the gilded carved lattices of the arc-shaped floor-to-ceiling windows, dipped in the neatly draped beaded curtains, and the clear and transparent glass clearly reflects the colors of pearl brilliance.

The red sandalwood brocade is slightly empty, except for a soft pillow stuffed with petals placed alone on the brocade collapse, and the rest is the cloud soft silk satin on the couch.

Sweet white glaze and blue and white porcelain are all placed high in the Eight Treasures Pavilion layer, and on the side are natural amethyst and mutton fat white jade, imperial green jade, etc., which are rare or pleasing to the eye. The curling green smoke spreads in the Bei Que Zhu Palace, and when you smell it carefully, it is the sandalwood that calms the mind and calms the mind.

Behind the pale golden veil, the sleeping figure of Nan Zuisheng was faintly revealed, and the delicate and gorgeous cluster pattern half covered and half covered the girl's fairy jade face, revealing only the pale pink lips like cherry blossom petals. The sleeping Nan was drunk and confused, and seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force, pulling into a magnificent and fantastic dream.

"Nan Drunken Sheng? Nan Drunken Sheng? A gentle voice like water gently lingered in Nan Zuisheng's ears, Nan Zuisheng slowly opened his ink eyes, and what caught his eyes was a fantastic and magnificent scenery.

I saw that the surroundings were all entangled clouds, floating in the air in wisps. In this fantastical and magnificent space, there is no sun or moon, only cascading clouds and a pale cyan shimmer. Under your feet is an invisible and transparent barrier, and every step you take will ripple out clear and sparkling waves.

"I ...... Isn't it time to fall asleep again? Nan Zuisheng looked at the surrounding scenery helplessly, only feeling that he had become a sleeping professional, and every time he fell asleep, he would come to a strange place, first as a bystander to watch his childhood, and the development process of his parents' acquaintance, and now he was forced to come to a magnificent space surrounded by clouds.

"Don't worry, it's not a deep sleep, but I brought you into the space inside the green jade stele." The gentle watery voice lingered in Nan Zuisheng's ears again, I don't know if it was an illusion, Nan Zuisheng only felt that this voice was very familiar in his ears, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Xiu's narrow and slender jade fingers lightly touched the lingering pale white clouds, and Nan Zuisheng stared at the gradually dissipating clouds at his fingertips, and asked softly, "Who are you, why can't I see you?" ”

After a slight pause in his gentle voice, he said softly: "I'm sorry, my current energy is not enough to condense my body, so I have drawn your consciousness to the Qingyu Jade Tablet, I hope you don't get angry." ”

"My consciousness? Green jade stele? Nan Zuisheng only felt inexplicable when she heard this, she frowned and looked at the surrounding space with clouds in confusion, through the layers of clouds and the light cyan shimmer, she seemed to see a vague figure from the clouds.

The figure was slender and slender, like a woman's figure.

The gentle watery voice is sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, just like the blurred figure hidden behind the overlapping clouds, changing between gradually becoming clear and gradually dissipating: "Yes, now it is your consciousness that talks to me again, and the space in front of you is an independent space condensed by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth in the green jade tablet over time, which has a good healing and replenishment effect on the wandering soul." ”

"Green Jade Monument...... Isn't that the tombstone of the wife of the Northern War? Are you a kite?! Mo Yu's long hair fluttered in the clouds with Nan Zuisheng's steps, and she walked straight to the blurred figure through the layers of pale white clouds in front of her.

I saw that the vague figure was also composed of pale white clouds, but there was a faint blue glimmer in these clouds, like a flawless green jade.

In addition, Nan Zuisheng was surprised to find that every time she took a step closer to this blurred figure, the figure would solidify a little, and as she got closer, the figure would become more and more solid. When Nan Zuisheng tried to raise his hand and touch the figure composed of clouds, a brilliant and gorgeous cyan light suddenly burst out from the lingering clouds.

When the brilliant and gorgeous cyan light gradually dissipated, the clouds also circled a few times before gradually disappearing, the dazzling green jade light from the outside to the inside of the wisps condensed into a cyan ball of light, when the ball of light absorbed all the cyan light, gradually transformed into a green jade tablet, engraved with intricate and upright fonts and some ancient and obscure spells.

The green jade stele stood majestically in front of Nan Zuisheng's eyes, she raised her eyes to look at this gorgeous and glorious jade stele, as if there was a providence in the dark, Nan Zuisheng followed the traction of the subconscious, and slowly wrote the word 'iris' on the jade tablet after biting the tip of the index finger.

The two words of iris condensed by the gorgeous blood color looked from afar, like the mysterious and gorgeous spell runes in the ancient sacrifices, and the word iris gradually penetrated into the green jade stele, and there seemed to be some transparent barrier between the invisible and traceless to be broken, and the majestic and gorgeous green jade stele gradually condensed into a beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman landed in mid-air, her eyes gazed at the fairy and jade-colored girl in front of her gently, and her voice was extremely gentle: "That's right, I'm Iris." ”

Nan Zuisheng took in this gorgeous and magnificent resurrection ceremony, she looked at the beautiful and dusty woman in front of her, and her gaze stayed between the other party's eyebrows for a long time: "Iris...... I didn't expect you to be alive, but why...... I actually feel like we've met between the two of us before? ”

Iris's slender body was surrounded by clouds, and her figure suddenly became disillusioned for a moment, and then gradually solidified under the shroud of cyan light: "That's right, in fact, we have met before, Miss Nanda." It's just that you were in the state of your soul body before, so when your soul returns to the body, it will naturally forget about me, but now I can use some of my energy to help you preserve your memories. ”

"Your body ......" Nan Zui Sheng couldn't hide her disillusioned body with worry, only to feel that the three views were suddenly infinitely refreshed at this moment, originally thought that there was no soul in this world at all, but the existence of Iris, but directly denied her previous worldview.

Iris lowered his eyes and looked at his uncertain palm, hooked the corners of his lips and smiled slightly: "It's not in the way, it's just that my energy is exhausted now, so my body can't be completely condensed." ”

As she spoke, she gently took Nan Zuisheng's hand, and her slender jade fingers gently wrapped Nan Zuisheng's index finger, which was as white as jade, only to see that the palm of the iris wood revealed a wisp of cyan shimmer, and when the cyan light was all gone, the index finger that had just been bitten by Nan Zuisheng had healed instantly.

Nan Zuisheng raised his hand in surprise, and repeatedly checked the tip of his index finger, only to see that the wound on the tip of his index finger that had been bitten by himself had all healed, and the broken flesh and blood had grown together flawlessly, and there were soft and ethereal faint clouds around the light red fingertips.

The gorgeous and slender eyelashes cast a fine light and shadow on the eyelids, and Nan Zuisheng raised his eyes to look at the iris in front of him, and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, Iris, but now my consciousness has entered this space, so it doesn't matter if I am injured, anyway, when my consciousness returns to the real world, all the scars will disappear." ”

Hearing Nan Zuisheng say this, Iris first blinked his eyes in a little confusion, and then hooked the corners of his lips and smiled: "No wonder Bei Langsheng likes you so much, you are so naïve and kind, you are indeed likable." It's just that if your wound is not healed in time, it will bring trauma to the soul, and in addition, you broke the shackles of the green jade tablet on me with your own blood, I can't thank you too late, how can I let you thank me? ”

At this point, Iris couldn't help but raise his hand and gently rubbed the top of Nan Zuisheng's head, and the soft ink feather long hair left a soft and warm touch in the palm, like the soft and smooth fur of a small animal, which made Iris love to touch and touch it repeatedly.

Nan Zuisheng opened his eyes wide and looked at the iris who was a whole head taller than himself, and suddenly felt that his young heart was traumatized. Looking at Iris's beautiful face before, she thought that the other party was a girl in the same jasper years as her, until Irisi mentioned her son Bei Langsheng, which made Nan Zuisheng realize that the woman in front of her was a veritable elder.

"What are the shackles of the Qingyu tombstone? Is it because of that shackle that you are trapped in the Qingyu tombstone and can't get out? The long soft ink hair was a little fried by the iris, and Nan Zuisheng was holding a fluffy and messy black hair, sensitively capturing the key point in the iris's words---

The shackles of the green jade stele.

The beautiful and refined face was impregnated with indescribable sorrow and gloomy sadness, and Iris recalled the madness and despair of the Northern War after his death, only to feel that his heart was dripping with blood, and the scars covered with old wounds were cut by a sharp knife again: "Well, I thought that I would die undoubtedly, but I didn't think that the Northern War actually found this green jade tablet for me, there is such a legend about the green jade tablet--- there is a cloud carved tablet inside, which can make the deceased return." ”

There is a cloud carved stele inside, which can make the deceased return.

Hearing this legend, Nan Zui couldn't help but repeat it. Although the legend is too illusory and ethereal, the existence of the iris in front of him proves the truth of this legend.

The moon-white cherry blossom silk satin dress was on the ground, and Nan Zuisheng raised his eyes curiously to look at the magnificent and fantastic scenery around him, and every step he took would ripple with clear waves: "So...... This green jade tablet retains your soul, but at the cost of imprisoning you in this space, right? ”

"It's worthy of being a talented and precocious child, and you're not wrong about what you said." Iris's eyes gazed gently at the noble and elegant girl in front of her.