The feast of the enthronement ceremony in the evening, the lanterns are colorful, and there is a Dan Majesty Qingle, following the elegant style, in the lonely death hill, such a grand celebration is rare, Jiang Xingyue is a little fluttering, and thought: "It turns out that it feels good to be an emperor." The zombie eunuch served exquisite dishes, served with pastel longevity tableware, one of the clear soup tiger pills won Jiang Xingyue's love, only to know that it was the tiger's lazy son, and immediately ordered to withdraw, and there was another cherry meat, soft and glutinous mellow, Jiang Xingyue ate to the fullest, Xianyu saw him feasting, overjoyed: "This is cooked with fresh human flesh, the entrance is soft, the emperor eats more, and you can also make up for some autumn fat." Her cherry-red lips, one by one, were more rosy than the color of the vegetable.

Jiang Xingyue heard this, the stomach turned over the river and the sea, vomited on the ground, and was not in the mood to eat, so he went back to his room to sleep, it turned out that the zombies in the dead mound liked to eat human flesh, and the dead bodies in the surrounding cemeteries were dug up, so the villagers were unbearable to hunt the villagers at two ends in three days, so they offered their deceased relatives for them to eat, which was exchanged for peace.

He returned to the dormitory, wanting to sleep peacefully, but Xian had already reclined on his side on the brocade couch, revealing a tempting curve: "It is the duty of the concubine to recommend a pillow to the emperor." The pale yellow curtain was raised to cover her face, which was a bit graceful and moving, but Jiang Xingyue was not a drunken person, even if she was a living beauty, she was not interested, so she excused herself and said: "I'm not feeling well today, so forget it." Xianyu looked lost, looking at her shriveled body, she had already lost her brilliance, and suddenly realized that the spring water between her eyebrows was not there, and she said with her chin bowed: "It's me who is passionate, so ugly, and I want to enter the eyes of His Majesty." ”

Jiang Xingyue didn't expect her to misinterpret it, and said softly: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean anything." Xianyu looked at the night sky, and after looking at it for a long time, the starlight would also dim, and she remembered the ups and downs of the palace: "Do you know, in which era of our, the old and decrepit concubines will be beaten into the cold palace, lonely in the empty space until death, and after death, there is not even a corpse collector." The autumn night in the harem was long and very difficult, Jiang Xingyue was indignant: "The emperor is really ruthless, if it were me, I would simply abolish the harem." ”

Xianyu admired him: "Your Majesty, you are a good person and know how to be compassionate." But he looked out the window at the jade realm, stunned, and asked with concern: "Is Your Majesty thinking about people in the moon?" Jiang Xingyue nodded, thinking of the happiness with her month by month, Wu was self-hopeful, Xianyu raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Think more about happy things to forget your sorrows, in the past, when the moon is full, we will worship the moon god, eat moon cakes, and sing the song of osmanthus fragrance, I'll sing it to you, okay?" ”

Outside the carved window, the sound of Zigui, the pear blossoms on the branches, and the spring color is good overnight, she opened her mouth and sang: "Yuyu Xinghe Lang, the autumn in the world is half, take this clear dew, all over the Qiong branches, Juanjuan leaves have light." The voice was crisp and the tone was tactful, Jiang Xingyue only felt comfortable physically and mentally, and her mood was half better, she unconsciously hugged her and fell asleep, Xianyu didn't have to sleep, but she was also happy to see Jiang Xingyue sleeping sweetly, and she didn't dare to move for a night, for fear of alarming him.

The sky was white, and Jiang Xingyue said in a dream: "Dream away, dream away." He hugged Xianyu tighter, and it lasted for a long time before he opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a tassel and Xianyu lying beside him, and he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I took you for her." Xianyu didn't mind: "Your Majesty is willing to call me that, that's it." She used to be a dignified concubine, but she was willing to surrender her identity to cater to him, which is really rare, Xianyu thought: "Even if it is just someone else's shadow, as long as you can accompany him every day, watch the flowers bloom and fall, and listen to the rain and bead curtains, you are happy." ”

This is the most idle time in his life, born as an emperor, clothes to stretch out, food to open his mouth, no need to worry about himself at all, but he is not used to eating, Xianyu knocked on Zhumen as usual: "Your Majesty, it's time to eat." She was dressed in a plain palace robe, her hair was simple and elegant, she stepped over the steps with slender steps, holding a red gold chisel flower bowl in her hand, Jiang Xingyue smelled the aroma, gobbled it up, and asked while eating: "This dish is not made of human flesh." ”

Xianyu leaned over softly and threw off the silk handkerchief: "If you go back to the emperor, this is the golden jade bird's nest soup made by the concubine, and the auxiliary ingredients are chicken soup, ham, and mushrooms. Seeing her cooking in person, Jiang Xingyue was very moved: "Thank you Concubine Ai for mixing the spoon with her hands, you have worked hard." The dishes fit his appetite, and Xianyu was overjoyed, but due to the court etiquette, the woman must smile without showing her teeth and not lift her lips, so she lowered her eyebrows slightly: "The emperor praised falsely, the dishes made by the concubines can enter His Majesty's royal mouth, which is a blessing that cannot be cultivated in several lifetimes." ”

One day, he saw Xianyu painting, she used a few brushstrokes to outline the depth of the rivers and lakes, the painting was a white-clothed Suxue, wide-sleeved and broad-banded son, the robe was hunting in the wind, out of the world, Jiang Xingyue asked curiously: "Xianyu, who are you painting?" Xianyu put away her pen and ink and looked at the work with satisfaction: "Your Majesty I painted." Looking at the person in the painting so handsome, Jiang Xingyue was ashamed of herself: "I, am I so handsome?" ”

Xianyu smiled skillfully: "Your Majesty is even more handsome than in the painting, especially when you laugh, you are so good-looking." She hung the ink and blue on the wall and looked at it from different angles, as if to find a flaw: "I hang it on the wall, even when His Majesty is away, I can see it all the time." On the silk cloth, the inscription is inscribed with beautiful and elegant words: "The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy and the king does not know." Jiang Xingyue had mixed feelings, only to feel that she was in love, but life in the palace was boring and boring, after a while, he was really tired of living, and wanted to go out to relax, Xianyu insisted on accompaniing, covered her face with a big hat, and went down the mountain with him.

The country road, misty and misty, Xianyu lives in the deep palace all the year round, rarely goes down the mountain, naturally happy tight, interspersed among the flowers, she not only wants to see the mountains and flowers, but also wants to travel with him all over the great rivers and mountains, the feeling is really an indescribable thing, when the zombie has it, it is more affectionate than humans, Jiang Xingyue in order to stabilize her, lightly folded a flower, and inserted it in her bun: "Your hairpin looks very good." Xianyu was happy and happy: "Your Majesty likes it, I will always wear it and never take it off." "Her pear cheeks are swirling, sweet and lovely.

Looking at her innocent appearance, Jiang Xingyue only felt that her heart was dripping blood, and it was unspeakably sour, she was a person in the world, after all, she valued her appearance, and she would not be with her who became a zombie, but she didn't know how to say it clearly, the more happy she was at this time, the more she would hurt her in the future, so he would rather she not be happy, not happy.

The murmuring stream, the golden field, and the round rooster crowing constitute the poetic wheel corridor of the small village, which makes people yearn for the mediocrity of the wine talk in the township, the only deficiency is that the village is a little sleepy, and the smoke rises in the distance, but it is not the curling smoke of the people, the two hurriedly went to see, and saw Du Zhengming wantonly hunting out zombies from the village, regardless of the opposition of the villagers, piling up firewood, setting them on fire, and the flames swallowed the last bit of dust, which was really a complete frustration of bones and ashes.

It turns out that the yin qi near the dead mound is very heavy, so all the people who are buried, as long as they are buried in the place where the sun is less light and the plants are dense, most of them have become zombies, these zombies still have the remnants of their lives, so they follow the umbilical cord of the bloodline, and returned home, the family was very scared at first, but gradually found that they had no malicious intentions, so they lived happily together, so there was a rare phenomenon of human corpses living together in this village, the bureau asked Du Zhengming to investigate the zombie incident in the village, his approach was to kill without asking about the indiscriminate, all killed, burning zombies, What I can't forget is the innocent smile running on the ridge, which is nostalgia.

Listening to the villagers' cries for a long time, and finally turned into a low throat, Jiang Xingyue couldn't stand it anymore, so she asked Xianyu to hide in the grass and went out to stop herself: "Stop." Seeing that he threw himself into the net, Du Zhengming sneered: "Jiang Ju really has a lot to do with zombies. Turning the gun on him: "Explain." Xianyu saw him in danger, jumped out of the forest, jumped like flying, and bit Du Zhengming's arm, he only felt a sharp pain in his arm, with black tooth marks, angrily pulled the trigger, the bullet swirled, penetrating Xianyu's body, Jiang Xingyue threw out the stone, knocked out his gun, pulled her to jump into the forest, and after a few rabbit falls, disappeared.

Back at the dead hill, Xianyu thought back to today's events and shouted: "It's bad, he's going to become a zombie!" In the village, Du Zhengming's corpse poison attacked, the pain was unbearable, Yintang became black, fangs grew out of his mouth, a layer of glutinous rice was cushioned on the bed, the grain belonged to Zhengyang, the sun rose and the ears rose, and the sun and night spikes set, which could have driven away the corpse poison, but the villagers hated his behavior, so they used the spoiled dregs to infiltrate, which aggravated the toxin invasion.

The place where he lived was only surrounded by mottled earthen walls, and the walls were also cracked, revealing weeds, and the situation was very desolate, Su Kelan, the policeman who was in charge of taking care of his daily life, walked in tremblingly, took a bowl of herbs, and his hands trembled: "Du Ju, this medicine, I, I'll put it on the table first." Du Zhengming suddenly got up from the bed and raised his hands flatly: "I've become a zombie, don't even think about running away from any of you, all of you have to be buried together!" He couldn't stop kissing and grinding his teeth, ready to break the jar.

"You, don't come here!" Su Kelan squatted by the wall, hugged her head and cried: "I have no grudge against you, let me go." Du Zhengming's corpse was hairy, his eyes exuded a black glow, saliva flowed out of his mouth, and he approached her little by little, as if to let the prey die and struggle to die again, and fully enjoy the fun of killing, he was about to open his bloody mouth, but was surrounded by a group of butterflies, this butterfly fluttered pink wings, and the poisonous powder puffed onto him, like colorful pieces of paper, floating with the wind, Du Zhengming felt stained with poisonous powder, itchy and unbearable, scratched with his hands, grabbed a piece of flesh and skin, deep to the bone.

He grabbed angrily in the air, like a mad tiger, and in the gap between the butterfly piles, he saw Jiang Xingyue commanding, and his eyes were still full of purple light, and he couldn't help but shout angrily: "I already knew that you are also a zombie!" Su Kelan was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, she thought that there were enough things to happen today, but this truth was even more of a bolt from the blue, erasing Director Jiang's previous great image, because in her opinion, zombies are ugly.

Du Zhengming was narrow-minded, seeing that he was no different from ordinary people, but he was ugly, his jealousy suddenly rose, stretched out his sharp nails, and poked at him, Jiang Xingyue grabbed his arm and pulled it out, and the zombie arms of the copper branches and iron were unloaded together, leaving only the empty cuffs, and then he stretched his five fingers and grabbed Du Zhengming's heavenly spirit cover, like penetrating the rotten soil, and in an instant, his brain burst out, Su Kelan covered his face, not daring to look at this bloody scene.

rescued Su Kelan, in order to prevent leakage of news, Jiang Xingyue took her to the dead hill to settle down first, and then let her go down the mountain, when she first arrived at the dead hill, Su Kelan was frightened, locked herself in the firewood room, didn't think about tea and dinner, and later got acquainted with the zombies, but became more and more open-mouthed, no big or small: "Director Jiang is so blessed, confidants are all over the world, Zhuang Mengli is a generation of famous singers, and the relatives and nobles of Emperor Xianyu all bow down under your pomegranate pants, I heard that there is a Japanese woman named Hyacinth, and she also has a soft spot for Director Jiang." ”

Hearing this, Xianyu lowered her face and smiled shyly, like a spring flower in March, Jiang Xingyue's face was red: "Don't talk nonsense, ruin my reputation." He covered his ears and closed his eyes tightly, Su Kelan teased: "Yo, what reputation does Director Jiang have, shielding murderers, secretly communicating with zombies, and killing colleagues, there is a lot of notoriety." "As the saying goes, after a long time, she revealed the nature of a long-tongued woman, so that Jiang Xingyue was not distressed.