Chapter 358: A White Head

Slowly, he finally walked out of those intricate secret passages and came to the luxuriously furnished secret room that Wei Qingqing had once come to, comparable to a palace on the ground.

In the secret room, there are still light gauze soft tents, glass bead curtains, incense smokers, and flowers at four o'clock.

There are several beautiful and gorgeous glass lamps hanging in the four corners, illuminating the whole room as if it were daytime.

Zhao Lingxi walked to the bead curtain, glanced at the looming crystal coffin from a distance through the light veil, and didn't even see who was lying in the crystal coffin, and his heart suddenly beat violently!

"Ah Xi ......"

"Ah Xi ......"

There seemed to be a call in his ears, and there seemed to be a familiar voice calling him in the dark!

That wonderful feeling pulled Zhao Lingxi, making him open the light gauze bead curtain and walk towards the crystal coffin in the center step by step.

His steps were heavy and powerful, and his heart beat faster with each step closer to the crystal coffin, as if it was about to jump out of his throat the next moment!

He finally walked to the crystal coffin, and saw the sleeping man, and saw the face that he had been thinking about for a long time......

He thought that the reunion after a long absence would make him so excited that he couldn't control himself, and he would uncontrollably hug her into his arms and hug her tightly!

But when she really appeared in front of him, his originally turbulent heart suddenly returned to calm.

He picked her up from the crystal coffin with careful and gentle movements like a precious but fragile porcelain doll, "Ziling, I finally found you." ”

Zhao Lingxi knelt on the ground, holding the sleeping Xiao Ziling in his arms, his eyes were sometimes gentle and sometimes cloudy.

He is gentle and gentle because he has finally found his beloved, and finally held the real her in his arms;

He was uncertain because everything in that story really matched that story!

In other words, Ling Wanrou didn't lie to him, her so-called story was actually a prophecy.

Zhao Lingxi remembered that the girl who stopped him had said that one cannot accommodate two souls, Wei Qingqing died Zilingwei lived, Ziling lived Wei Qingqing died.

So Ziling is still asleep now, is it because Wei Qingqing is still alive?

But what's going on with the purple feather in Wei Qingqing's body?

Zhao Lingxi's eyes were heavy and he looked at the delicate face that he was thinking about, his thoughts were ups and downs, and his emotions were up and down.

He sat all night with Xiao Ziling, who was asleep, thinking about how to wake up the person in his arms, and he didn't realize that his black hair had turned white overnight.

The strand of white hair is like snow dyed with longing and sorrow, and like a red thread that lingers until it fades.

After dawn, the sound outside the secret room woke up Zhao Lingxi, who was immersed in his thoughts.

He glanced at the things that were obviously used to set up the array next to the crystal coffin, and didn't dare to take Xiao Ziling away easily, and after thinking about it, he decided not to startle the snake for the time being, and find a way to figure things out first!

After Zhao Lingxi made a decision, he carefully put Xiao Ziling back into the crystal coffin, and then left quietly before someone came to the secret room, found the secret passage of the underground palace that led directly to the outside of the palace, and left the palace unconsciously.

Zhao Lingxi immediately went to the Zhenfu Division after leaving the palace, and instructed Jinyiwei to find Ling Wanrou's whereabouts, and drew the girl's appearance for Jinyiwei to find it together.

The girl didn't seem to deliberately hide her traces, and Jin Yiwei soon found her and brought her to Zhao Lingxi.

"Tell me, how can I save Ziling?" Zhao Lingxi asked straightforwardly.

The girl seemed to have expected that Zhao Lingxi would ask her this question, and threw out the answer without thinking, "It's very simple, as long as you kill Wei Qingqing and no one suppresses Xiao Guifei's soul, Xiao Guifei will naturally wake up." ”

"Kill Wei Qingqing?" Zhao Lingxi thoughtfully repeated the girl's words.

This so-called answer was actually made up by the girl, and she didn't know if she would be resurrected after killing Wei Qingqing and Xiao Guifei.

But she wants to avenge Ling Wanrou, so Wei Qingqing must die!

She was afraid that Zhao Lingxi would not believe her words, so she deliberately said in a false manner: "Commander Zhao, in the story that your old man saw from the hexagram, you didn't have to kill Wei Qingqing, Wei Qingqing should also be dead at this moment, and Concubine Xiao Guifei will naturally live at this moment." ”

"But Wei Qingqing met a noble person who she didn't meet in the story, which made the established story deviate, and also made her not die when she deserved to die......"

When the girl said this, she deliberately mentioned Ming Ye, who had always been at odds with Zhao Lingxi, "King Rui is Wei Qingqing's nobleman!" Presumably, Commander Zhao also knew that Wei Qingqing had turned evil into good fortune several times, all thanks to the blessing of King Rui. ”

After she finished speaking, she saw that Zhao Lingxi's face was really a little worried, so she continued: "Now, if you don't make a move, I'm afraid the final ending of the story will have to be rewritten!" ”

The girl has been pretending to be a god for so long with Ling Wanrou's power, and she has gradually learned some tricks to be a goddess, and she knows that the most demagogic power is to stop at the point.

Therefore, after she said the key words, she didn't say anything more, and left with a free and easy face.

Zhao Lingxi fell into deep thought......

After the girl left the Zhenfu Division, she walked slowly along the street, first bought a bag of halva, and then bought two strings of sugar gourds, and then returned to the long alley where she lived with Ling Wanrou unhurriedly.

She had just walked into the long alley, and from a distance, she saw that the group of children were playing tricks on Ling Wanrou again, teaching Ling Wanrou, who had become crazy, to learn how to climb dogs.

The girl quickly stepped forward to drive the group of naughty children away, and while handing the sugar gourd to Ling Wanrou, she took her hand and took her home, "Miss, why are you disobedient and run out to play again?" ”

"Huh...... Sugar gourd! Eat, eat......" Ling Wanrou only cared about eating, sticking out her tongue to lick the sugar gourd, while drooling straight down.

The girl took a handkerchief and carefully wiped her mouth, and continued patiently: "Miss, didn't you say that you should stay at home obediently when I am away? ”

"It's dangerous outside, there's the flower shooter who specializes in kidnapping people, and the evil guy who took the woman to the kiln......"

At this time, Ling Wanrou suddenly stopped licking the sugar gourd, and called in a low voice in a hoarse voice, "Clear sky." ”

"Aren't you afraid of being caught in the kiln? There...... the voice of the girl who "called the clear sky" abruptly stopped, and then turned into an ecstatic voice, "Miss, have you regained your clarity?" ”

"Hmm." Ling Wanrou replied in a low voice, and asked in a desolate tone, "How long have I been crazy this time?" ”

"It's not very long, it's only half a month." Clear Sky replied.

"Half a month......"

A trace of despair welled up on Ling Wanrou's face, and her voice became lifeless, "When will such days end?" Am I better than dead to live like a madman? ”