Love in This Life Chapter 22 Never Let It Go!

No matter how the four seasons alternate in the mortal world, the scenery above the nine heavens is still dreamlike.

The bauhinia flowers of Huixiang Palace are in full bloom, the sea of purple and red flowers is swaying in the wind, the rolling flower waves, the falling flowers are colorful, covering the shallow blue water surface, causing bursts of ripples, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off.

Princess Zhaoyang set up a soft seat in the center of the courtyard, and five or six immortals were surrounding her to serve. She held up her freshly painted dankou nails and asked the nearest little fairy, "What do you think of this color?" ”

Xiao Xian'e immediately said respectfully: "The princess has slender and jade fingers, and any color is beautiful and moving." ”

It's a talker.

The corners of Zhaoyang's eyes were bent, his lips showed a beautiful arc, and he said casually: "From Ming'er, you will go to my dormitory to serve." ”

After finishing speaking, several immortals present looked at each other, but no one dared to say anything.

"What? Are you unhappy with the princess's arrangement? ”

Zhaoyang quickly sensed the strangeness of the atmosphere, and raised his head in displeasure and glanced at the people present.

"The slaves don't dare." The immortals lowered their heads in unison, with a little trepidation in their voices.

Princess Zhaoyang snorted coldly: "It's good to know." ”

After a pause, she was about to say something, when she suddenly heard a blocking voice from outside the palace gate: "My lord, the princess is resting, she really can't go in!" ”

It came pretty quickly.

Zhaoyang waved his hand, beckoned Xiao Xian'e just now to whisper a few words, and sent the others away.

After a while, Chang Ye walked towards the atrium with the diameter of the Qingfeng Sword.

"Look at your menacing appearance, are you here to ask the master for sin?" Zhaoyang glanced at him, moved to the side disapprovingly, and asked someone to add a soft cushion, "I advise you to sit down and talk, otherwise it will reach Brother Wang's ears later, saying that you trespassed on Huixiang Palace, but it is a great crime of rebellion." ”

Chang Ye stood still, and there was a faint anger in his blood-colored eyes: "What do you want?" ”

"What do I want?" Zhaoyang chuckled, holding his chin with one hand, and looked at him with interest, "What do you say I can do, what I think, you know it, why bother asking." ”

Chang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered at each other: "Princess, don't forget, the last immortal is now a guilty body, and it has nothing to do with Kunlun for a long time, even if the princess wants to do something, it depends on whether the emperor agrees." ”

"You don't use Brother Wang to press me!"

Zhaoyang's eyes widened angrily, and he picked up the cushion beside him and threw it at Changye.

Chang Ye tilted his head, dodged the flying object, and his face remained as usual: "Why should the princess be angry, Mo Xian is just telling the truth." ”

"The facts?" Zhaoyang sneered, "You're embarrassed to talk to me about the facts now, don't you know what the facts are!" I have been chasing you wholeheartedly for 4,500 years, even if you fell out with Brother Wang, surrendered to the immortal realm, and exiled to the mortal world, I never gave up on you, but what about you? What did you do to me? ”

Chang Ye looked at her with an indifferent expression: "The attitude of the end of the fairy towards the princess has been made clear as early as Kunlun, even if the marriage contract is decided by the princess herself, the end of the fairy has never agreed. ”

"Enough!" Zhaoyang stood up suddenly, and with a crisp backhand, Chang Ye's face was deflected. She didn't expect this man to dodge, and she was slapped hard, and suddenly a red five-finger print appeared on her fair cheeks.

For a moment, the air condensed and stood still between the two of them.

After a long time, Zhaoyang didn't look over his head and opened his mouth first: "Why don't you hide?" ”

Chang Ye's voice was cold and detached: "Because Mo Xian knows that the princess has long wanted to slap Mo Xian in the face, and she can't hide it, and Mo Xian thinks it's okay." ”

If a slap can understand all the previous grievances, he is willing to bear the pain of this palm.

Zhaoyang also understood, and looked at him with a desperate expression: "Changye, you didn't treat me like this before. ”

Chang Ye sighed slightly: "Hasn't the princess also changed?" ”

As he spoke, he took out a tattered blue-faced codex from his arms and threw it on the low table: "This thing, the princess won't not know it, right?" ”

Zhaoyang glanced at the codex, then at the person in front of him, was stunned for a moment, and quickly admitted: "Did Lihu tell you?" ”

Chang Ye bowed slightly, and got straight to the point: "This is the codex of the carved core strange man I found in the ruins, I probably flipped through it, and it recorded all the transaction processes and results, but the one with Helan is incomplete, and the princess can take a look if she is interested." ”

How could Zhaoyang not hear what the other party was saying, but he pretended to be confused and said: "The case of Helan was closed three hundred years ago, and it was tried by Changye himself, have you forgotten?" ”

"Then why did you slander Yushu and denounce the Queen Mother of the West, saying that she stole peaches?!"

When it came to this, Chang Ye felt that there was nothing to avoid, so he directly made his words clear.

Yushu! Yushu! It's Yushu again!!

Zhaoyang clenched his fists tightly, digging his nails into the flesh, turned his face and said, "She died under your sword!" What do you have to do with me!! ”

Sure enough, as soon as he mentioned the past, Chang Ye's face was gloomy and terrifying: "Zhaoyang, Yushu is indeed guilty of privately going to the lower realm, but the crime is not to death, if it wasn't for you!" ”

"That's right! I said that, so what? ”

Zhaoyang felt that Chang Ye had to pierce this layer of paper, what else did she have to scruple about, opened her eyes wide, and said bluntly: "Since you mentioned it, I have nothing to hide, nine hundred and ninety-nine peach pits, not a small number, she is also the fairy in charge of the peach orchard, and everyone will think of guarding and stealing." ”

Chang Ye couldn't bear it anymore and roared: "But Yushu won't!" ”

"Why wouldn't she?" Zhaoyang didn't show weakness and pushed back, "You really believed her at the beginning, why did you burn her Yuan Shen with the Red Lotus Flame?!" You obviously know how powerful the Red Lotus Flame is, and it makes people feel painful, but you still have a ruthless hand against her? ”

Seeing that Chang Ye didn't speak, she sneered, straightened up, and raised her head slightly: "So it's not unreasonable for the nine days to say that the immortals of Kunlun Mountain are cold." In short, Yushu is the Yuan Shen who died under your sword and was burned by you, you are the direct murderer, what qualifications do you have to question others. ”

After saying this, Zhaoyang regretted it, she looked at Chang Ye's chilling eyes, the killing intent instantly enveloped her surroundings, and she subconsciously took two steps back, only to feel that if it wasn't for Huixiang Palace, maybe this man would have been unceremoniously slashed down with a sword.

"Princess, I have written down all the immortals I said today, and I understand."

Chang Ye suddenly calmed down, and this calmness made Zhao Yang feel uneasy: "Chang Ye, what do you mean?" ”

"It's literal." Chang Ye turned around, paused in his footsteps, and said, "Please also remember today's words, don't be distracted by the last immortal flower from now on, as for the exquisite tourmaline, after the last immortal is used up, I will ask Bailing to return it." ”

The words have the meaning of determination. Princess Zhaoyang was stunned for a moment, looked at Changye's back, and suddenly understood that he and her were really finished. But she is unwilling, really unwilling, why does she pay so much, but she can't match a little fairy guarding the garden, she really doesn't want that kind of effort to come to naught!

"Changye! Changye! Listen to me," she came back to her senses, and chased after her with her skirt, and pleaded, "just now it was all angry talk, don't you do a few things?" As long as you are willing, I will immediately ask Brother Wang to marry, if you don't want to come to Huixiang Palace and live in Kunlun, I am also willing! ”

"But I don't want to." Chang Ye's footsteps stopped and continued to walk forward.

"Then how can you promise me!"

The last line of defense in Princess Zhaoyang's heart completely collapsed, tears blurred her vision, and she couldn't hold back her crying anymore.

This cry frightened the Xian'e of Huixiang Palace into a panic, and immediately surrounded Zhaoyang with three layers inside and three layers outside, and she could only watch Changye's back go farther and farther away in the gap between the shadows.

Chang Ye knew that he and Zhaoyang really had a falling out this time, and he didn't know what the consequences would be if the emperor found out. But in any case, it would be nice to be able to end this trouble.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace, not planning to stay for more than nine days, but when he was still a short distance away from Tongtianmen, he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Changye! Stop! ”

He was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zhaoyang to chase here, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhaoyang panting and rushing over, one hand raised high, ready to slap again.

This time, Chang Ye grabbed her wrist and didn't let her succeed.

"You! Let go! Zhaoyang was anxious and angry, and his voice became sharp because of anger.

Chang Ye glanced at the heavenly soldiers patrolling in the distance, slowly let go of his hand, and took a step back, his cold voice was neither humble nor arrogant: "Mo Xian wants to remind the princess to respect herself, and she has no other intentions." ”

"Changye!"

Princess Zhaoyang still wanted to chase, but found that there was an invisible barrier blocking the way, she pushed a few times, but she didn't move.

The emperor has never treated her like this, why is this degraded man!

"Changye! I'm going to make you regret it! ”

She pounded the barrier like crazy, and her face was hideous.

Chang Ye hesitated for a moment, not wanting to continue to entangle with Zhaoyang in front of the public, his eyes did not hide his disgust, and he quickly resolved: "Princess, everything will be reincarnated by cause and effect, the cause you planted three hundred years ago has borne today's fruit, and the end of the immortal just borrowed the tourmaline exquisitely to resist, what are you not satisfied with." ”

"I'm satisfied?" Princess Zhaoyang sneered, and then looked at Chang Ye with extremely serious eyes, with a bit of coercion, "According to what you said, should I be the result of one life for one life?" ”

Chang Ye pursed his lips tightly, and he was silent with a clear expression.

Princess Zhaoyang snorted coldly and glanced at her: "In that case, I want to listen, I saved your life at the beginning, how do you say this cause and effect should be ended?" ”

"I knew this was the case, and the last immortal would rather not save the princess at the beginning." Chang Ye lowered his eyes for a long time, biting the word "not saving" very hard, but he always refused to give in between the words, "But the princess is really willing to calculate clearly, cause and effect are clear, you and I have nothing to do with each other." ”

Is she so disgusting to him!

Zhao Yang was extremely angry, and suddenly laughed: "Changye, you are so simple, do you think that Liangqing can have nothing to do with it?" If that were the case, my brother would have been at ease. ”

Chang Ye looked at her expressionlessly for a while, and said slowly: "The last immortal only said two words to the princess before leaving, one is to thank you, and the other is to persuade the princess not to force everything. ”

After speaking, he was no longer willing to face Zhaoyang's face distorted by anger, and brushed his sleeves away.

"You!"

Choked on a word, Princess Zhaoyang stood in place, watching Changye's back disappear from her field of vision, and suddenly burst out with a piercing shrill laugh: "Changye! I will never let you go! Never! ”