The concubine has been recuperating from her illness for a few days, and her health is almost better.

After two days of teaching in the Yuan Circle, the smart student of the tour steward has basically mastered the tabular bookkeeping method she taught, and several Arabic numerals are also familiar, she has completed a task, and she has chatted with the concubine, but she has learned some things about Beitang's previous cultivation.

But this information is actually useless for the Yuan Circle, because the person who is staying in the body now is a certain skeleton ghost, not Beitang Xiu!

But the concubine was willing to tell her, so she listened carefully. It was impossible for her to tell the concubine that her son was actually dead, and now this was not her son at all.

If she could, she hoped that she and Jing Xiu could stay by the concubine's side until the end of her life, so that she could live happily like this, which could be regarded as a little wish for her to be a daughter-in-law.

The seventh and a half months is a folk festival, and the ancestor worship ceremony of the imperial palace is not on this day, if it is not on this day, no one will suspect anything.

Early in the morning, before Yuan Quanquan woke up, she felt panic under her neck, and something hard was holding on to her. She slept on her meditative arm last night, but why did she ......

Well?

Suddenly realizing something, Yuan Quanquan instantly opened his eyes and turned his head to look to the side.

Bai Sensen's skull, black eye holes, after feeling the sight of the Yuan Circle, turned his head towards her, and the two rows of teeth moved up and down, "I looked at this king with such obsessive eyes early in the morning, and this king was really moved." ”

Metaverse: "......"

After being stunned for a minute, Yuan Quanquan finally restrained himself and didn't let himself bounce off the bed all at once.

It was not a pleasant experience to wake up early in the morning to find herself lying in the arms of a skeleton, even though it was her husband, and even though she was used to it...... A habit! She almost didn't die of scare!

Anyone who wakes up in the morning and sees a skeleton lying next to him will not be calm enough to say hello to him, and it is already very face-saving if he is not scared to the point of urine.

Meditation withdrew his arm from under the neck of the Yuan Circle and shook it as if he would feel numbness.

Yuanquanquan gave himself a long day of psychological construction, and silently recited in his heart: This is my husband, this is my husband, to be calm, to be calm!

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Quanquan sat up from the bed and forgave a certain ghost for scaring her early in the morning, after all, today is a special day, and he didn't mean to.

Getting off the bed, Yuan Quanhuan looked at the skeleton on the bed, he was still wearing a white undershirt, because the skeleton was incomparable, the clothes hung loosely on the bones, as soon as he sat up, he slid down, half hanging on his body.

If you are meditating on the human form at this moment, this dress will hang half-off, it will definitely be extremely sexy. However, at this moment...... No one would think a skeleton is sexy.

Directly ripped off his clothes, and when he got out of bed, the joints of his bones creaked, and he stimulated the eardrums of the Yuan Circle early in the morning.

"So you ...... now Just go back to the ghost world? "Last night, I specially ordered Xiao Zhi and Xiang'er not to come in in the morning to serve, and there are Yan Jiu guarding outside the door, and there are two people in the house at this time, Yuan Quanquan and Shen Xiu, and they are not afraid that he will be seen by others like this.

"The door of the devil is only opened at night, and they can come out at sunset."

"Oh."

"Looking at the appearance of the small circle, are you reluctant to let this king leave?"

Yuan Quanquan took his eyes off the two eye holes and tugged at the corners of his mouth, "No." "Meditation is now a skeleton real body, and I can't do what expression I want, but Yuan Quanquan can probably guess what expression this guy will have at this time.

A certain ghost has always been very narcissistic.

Walking to the side to get dressed, Yuan Quanquan was curious about one thing again: "Since you have all gone to Beitang Xiu's body, then you have become like this, what about him?" ”

Although she didn't express her very clearly, she understood what she meant.

"He was a dead man, and his body did not last long. Since the king borrowed his body, it became one with the king, and what happened to the king was controlled by the king. ”

After listening to it, Yuan Quanquan understood it, which probably meant that the current meditation cultivation was actually Beitang cultivation in a sense, because the two of them had become one.

Nodding his head in confusion, a sigh suddenly appeared in the Yuan Circle.

This skeleton ghost is quite good at finding, and has found such a handsome body. Thinking of this, she was inexplicably curious about what she looked like before the meditation practice, of course, not referring to his real body, but ......

When asked about this question, the meditation paused, and answered her doubts: "This king can change his appearance at will, and there is no fixed appearance. ”

The metaverse circle was surprised, wow, is Sakura ever-changing?

"What, you're surprised?"

Yuan Quanquan nodded, "A little." ”

The meditation didn't speak again, and the room became quiet for a while. Yuan Quanquan was wondering, and when he looked up, he saw that the skeleton in front of him was holding the position of a missing rib on his chest with his hand, and his body shook and fell to the ground.

Yuan Quanquan was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Beitang, what's wrong with you?" ”

As soon as I finished asking, I remembered his curse.

Meditation lowered his head, his hand bones resting on his chest, and let out a low muffled grunt, with a stoic pain in his voice. Even though he had been accustomed to it for two thousand years, the pain still made him want to break himself every time.

Except for the last time he was tied up by Yan Jiu and taken to the cave the day before the wedding, he saw him in pain once, and this is the second time he has seen him. At that time, it was dark in the cave, and she couldn't see it clearly, but now the room was bright, and she saw all the scenes in front of her.

Meditation Cultivator's knees knelt on the ground due to pain, his right hand covered the position of his heart, his skull was lowered, the bones of his whole body seemed to be trembling, his left hand was propped up on the ground, and he grabbed the ground hard, and the five hand bones made a "click" sound due to excessive force, which was extremely harsh in the ears of the Yuan Circle, and at the same time made her feel a trace of ...... Distressed.

rushed up and knelt in front of him, and Yuan Quanquan was anxious: "How are you?" Didn't you say that I was your ghost queen, and that the curse could be lifted as long as I was in you? ”

Meditation endured the pain of every bone in her body being gnawed by thousands of ants, raised her head with difficulty, looked straight at her with two dark eyes, and then pulled the person over, and ripped off her clothes with a "hiss" before the Yuan Quanquan could react, and then pressed the person hard in his arms, caressed his hand bones to her naked back, and slowly stroked the flower on her back that only had three petals and had not yet formed.

Yuan Quanquan was startled by the actions of the meditation cultivator, and his body was pressed tightly in his arms, and the bones in his body were on her, which made her feel painful, and she couldn't help but snort softly.

"Beitang!"

Suddenly, she felt that a certain piece of skin on her back was a little hot, it seemed to be the location of the flower on the other side, and it was getting hotter and hotter, so hot that she felt as if she was holding a red-hot soldering iron and branding it on it.

"Ahh

The skin on the back felt like it was going to burn into the heart, and then traveled along the blood vessels all over the body, giving the Yuan Circle an illusion, as if it was not blood flowing in his veins, but hot oil that had just boiled in the oil pot! The heat distorted her expression.

She lay in her arms, her fingers tightly grabbed the other party's humerus, and her tears rushed out, "North...... Hall, so hot......"

The meditation cultivator did not respond, still maintaining the same posture, and the hand bones were resting on the flowers on the other side.

Then, a shocking scene happened.

The petals of the other side flower on the back of the Yuan Circle suddenly became more and more red, from the original light red, to blood red. After that, the flower seemed to come alive, and the petals would move with the movement of the hand bones, and just when the hand bones stopped, a stream of red light flowed out of the flower on the other side, like liquid, like blood, slowly flowing down the hand bones of the meditation to his bones, and finally converged on the location of his missing ribs.

Yuan Quanquan couldn't see the scene behind her, but she was facing the meditation, and she saw a red light like a night body flowing down the other party's bones and converging near the heart.

At the same time, she felt that the burning sensation was slowly disappearing, and it was not until the red flow stopped that the Yuan Quanquan felt better.

The hand that pinched the humerus of the meditation cultivation was released at this time, and slowly withdrew from his arms, and the Yuan Huanhuan involuntarily reached out and touched his back, smooth and smooth, without any abnormality.

Looking up at the skeleton in front of him again, he had stopped trembling and looked less painful than before.

She opened her mouth and was about to speak, but when she stood up, she found that her clothes had been violently torn by a skeleton, and she was only wearing a belly pocket at the moment.

Hurriedly went to find a new dress to put on, and Yuan Huanquan walked back to the meditation cultivator, confused about what had just happened.

Shen Xiu didn't intend to hide it from her, and told the truth the truth, "Since you are the destined ghost queen of this king, you are a part of this king." Your blood will alleviate the king's pain, and at the same time, it will help the king grow the missing rib. When the flower on your back is in full bloom and the king's ribs are fully grown, the curse will be lifted. ”

Yuan Quanquan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and after sorting out what the meditation cultivator said in his mind, he confirmed: "So, you mean to say that the red stream just now is my bone and blood, and your ribs will be caused by my bone and blood?" ”

"Not bad."

Metaverse: "......"

Heh, it sounds like a blood-making tool.

She was inexplicably depressed, but after hearing the next words of the meditation cultivator, she was stunned again.

"After the curse of this king's rib growth is lifted, you will be the rightful ghost queen, and you will live and die with this king."

One heart and one life, life and death together?

"That is to say, if this king lives, you live, and if this king dies, you will not live."

Now the Yuan Circle understood and was shocked again.

Seeing her stunned and surprised expression, the relief of the pain on his body made his tone a little lighter: "This king has been looking for ghosts for thousands of years, if this person is a small circle of you, this king is very happy and willing." After all...... The small circle is so obsessed with this king, and this king is also ...... I really like the little circle of you. ”

With a skeletal face and words similar to confession, this kind of thrilling and romantic thing can only be done by meditation.