Xiao Jin has been in a coma in the Holy Maiden's Mansion for several days, and Princess Ling tried to feed people water and food, but although Xiao Jin was in a coma, she was clenched and unwilling to speak.

"Holy Maiden, you can eat some." The maidservant of the waiting princess waited aside, holding a plate of delicacies in her hand, and whispered to persuade people.

Princess Ling, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, had not eaten or drunk for three days and three nights like Xiao Jin, no matter how much the food behind her tickled people's stomachs, she only swallowed her saliva, her eyes stayed on Xiao Jin's body, and said to the maid behind her in a light tone, "I don't eat, take it down." ”

"Holy Maiden! Even if that Central Plains person doesn't eat it, you can't abuse your body like this! "That maid has been by Princess Ling's side since she arrived in southern Xinjiang, and she naturally has special pity for Princess Ling. What's more, now Princess Ling is a saint, and in her eyes, Princess Ling's body is even better than everything.

"Go down!" Princess Ling snapped and turned her head to glare at the servant girl who obviously wanted to say something more.

The maidservant reluctantly gave a salute, and then turned away.

"The holy woman still won't eat?" When the maid left the room, she was immediately surrounded by a crowd of people, who walked around the maid and whispered to the side.

The maid frowned and glanced into the saint's room, and sighed lightly. Although she really wanted to say bad things about the Central Plains person, but the Central Plains person was chosen by the Holy Maiden, even if she didn't like it anymore, she wouldn't make irresponsible remarks in front of outsiders. Her face regained a forced smile, "No way, the saint is too infatuated with her lover." After all, this is a heaven-sent marriage that the madman said, and it is always right for the saint to cherish it. ”

"Yes, yes." When the group of people heard this, they immediately echoed it, and no matter whether they were true or false, at least at this time, there was no one who did not praise the deep affection of the Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang for the person she was destined to be.

Gossip has always attracted people's attention, not to mention this so-called fateful marriage.

When the saint left southern Xinjiang before, she was opposed by other people in southern Xinjiang, but the mad Taoist made others have to believe that the saint's true destiny is in the Central Plains through a series of actions such as divination and asking the sky. In order to seek a better development in southern Xinjiang, they had no choice but to let the saint leave.

And now, the return of the saint has really brought back the so-called true son. This matter is even more vigorous, a group of people are speculating about the identity of the true son, but the people in the Holy Maiden's Mansion are silent, only saying that the two are affectionate and affectionate.

So it didn't take long for the saint of Southern Xinjiang to find the true son of heaven and her deep affection for that person was suddenly known to everyone in Southern Xinjiang, and someone would sigh one or two times after dinner. What's more, I don't know where it came from, the love story of the saint of southern Xinjiang and the so-called true son of heaven is told vividly, which makes people can't help but cry and feel sad after listening to it.

"True to fate? Oh, it's still true to say that it's the real dragon emperor. "In the middle of a deep mountain in southern Xinjiang, a madman sat in front of a tombstone with a pot of wine in his hand.

The fact that the so-called true destiny of the Holy Maiden of Southern Xinjiang was originally made by him by some means, and as the person in this matter, he couldn't be more clear about the identities of Princess Ling and Xiao Jin.

"Ah Jing, I miss you." The madman raised the jar of wine in his hand and took a large sip of the wine, which slid down the corners of his mouth, wetting his beard and the clothes on his chest.

I saw that on the tombstone that the madman was leaning on, only the words "A Jing's Tomb" were written, and there was no detailed year of birth and death or identity.

This is the tomb of Princess Ling's mother, and the ashes and clothes of Princess Ling's mother are really in the tomb. Ever since the madman buried her ashes and clothes that year, the madman would come here whenever he felt something was wrong.

The madman closed his eyes, a tear in the corner of his eye, and he remembered the appearance of the man he had once seen. The appearance of Yan Yan with a smile is extremely beautiful and very seductive.

However, just when the madman wanted to chase after him and get close to the person. Ah Jing's appearance suddenly overlapped with Princess Ling's, and the tranquil appearance on her face was no longer there, but instead Princess Ling's arrogance and madness.

"Ah Jing." The madman threw the jar into the distance, and heard only the sound of the jar breaking into several petals.

Afterwards, all that remained in the forest was silence, with the occasional cicada chirping and the chirping of birds, and no more human voices. The madman's eyes were closed, and he was holding a shabby garment in his hand, and he fell asleep against the tombstone.

On the second day, the morning fog was thick, and when the madman opened his eyes, he saw that it was all white. He stretched out his hand, only to see his fingers being swallowed in the white mist, looked down at the tombstone behind him, and smiled in a low voice, "Ah Jing, I'm sorry, I can't protect Xue Qing anymore." She's not you after all, she's like Bai Hui's big bastard. ”

"Ah Jing, I know you're going to blame me. But I'm sorry, wait until a few years later when I go to see you, can you listen to me? The madman wiped the tombstone desperately, and finally hugged the tombstone and whimpered quietly, like a little beast that could not find a way.

In the Holy Maiden's Mansion, Princess Ling took the handkerchief wrung out by the servant, wiped the face of the person on the bed lightly, and was about to try feeding again when she learned that the madman was waiting for her in the hall.

"Crazy man?" Princess Ling was a little surprised, since he helped her bring Xiao Jin back that day, the madman had left.

The mad Daoist nodded, got up, took out a box from his sleeve and handed it over, "At this time, the Obsessed Heart Gu can make people obediently fall in love with your Gu." ”

Princess Ling's eyes lit up, her eyes stared at the box as if she was enchanted, and without hesitation, she directly reached out and held the box in her arms, for fear that the other party would regret it.

"I'm leaving." The madman shook his head.

"What?" Princess Ling's movements were stunned, and there was a little puzzlement in her eyes. She knew that she would be where she was today because of the help of the man in front of her.

The madman twisted his beard and stroked it gently, took a sip of the tea on the side, and lowered his eyes to look at the jade pendant on his waist, "Well, I'm going to go to Yunyou, and I may not come back in ten and a half years." ”

"You, won't you stay?" Princess Ling hesitated to speak, she knew that although her position in the southern frontier was extremely stable. But she was still inexplicably flustered, she felt that there was a master like a madman around her, at least she could leave a chance for herself to escape and make a comeback.

The madman shook his head with a smile, got up and walked outside, waving his hand with his back to the people and people, "I'm sorry, but goodbye, Spirit Princess." ”