The empty meridians were filled with spirit stones, and the flesh and blood that had been maintained by the broken spiritual power before followed them for a long time.

The spiritual power returned, flying all the way, and all kinds of plans were in mind.

However, in the courtyard.

The lonely dust that had come back a long time ago had already been washed.

is still a light purple tunic palace dress with dark purple lines, and the hair accessories have not changed, but I never get tired of looking at it.

The face is completely unobscured, and the perfect silhouette is also opened.

After grooming and tidying up, he went out and commanded the servants who had been waiting to serve:

"Bring all the clothes and jewelry prepared for the splash beauty before, and by the way, inform the housekeeper to prepare the carriage for entering the palace early."

The long-waiting minions bent down after hearing this before rushing to do their errands.

Lonely Dust Pestle was at the door of the room, his eyes habitually looking at the sky, he seemed to have a soft spot for the sky behind the sky.

Time slipped away bit by bit.

The white sky instantly floated a red glow, which was the deterrence before the sun rose, dyeing the sky red and the clouds red.

I stood for a long, long time, from the white of the sky to the rise of the red sun.

No one dared to come forward to disturb them, even the minions carrying a box of clothes followed silently.

At this time, this place is quiet like a painting, and the people standing still have become the beauty in the painting.

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky.

The descending figure is like a stroke of genius, and with her movement, the whole quiet picture scroll becomes vivid.

A pair of resuscitated eyes all looked at Meng Xiaopao.

Meng Xiaopao didn't know that it had been strangely quiet for a long, long time, and she walked directly to Gu Wangchen without noticing.

When there were only five meters left, she stopped, looked up at Gu Wangchen standing outside the door, and opened her mouth to say what she thought, regardless of the presence of outsiders:

"When I enter the palace today, I plan to learn about the immortal law.

I only talked about two realms in the last sermon, and at this time, I think it is thanks to the guidance of the medical soul.

I plan to tell you all about the Immortal Law Realm, and as for how to tell it to the outside world, it's up to you to tell your own meaning.

One or two orders at a time or one at a time is all under your own control, whether it's to delay the cultivation speed of others or to make a profit from it, everything is your own business.

As for me,

What I want is very simple, a place that is worthy of the truth, a nest that does not imprison my freedom, and to stay as I please. ”

Meng Xiaopao can be described as calm in the calm After speaking, his eyes have been looking at Gu Wangchen, there is no extra flicker or darkness, and some are just sincere confessions.

Gu Wangchen doesn't like her at this moment, she feels like a controlled stiff weapon at this moment, without the self-spirituality of a living thing, without the lively atmosphere that makes people fascinated.

My legs were a little numb after standing for a long time, but this did not affect the steady pace of my feet.

Five meters is not far, just a few steps away.

The distance was stretched to less than a meter, and her eyes stared at her pupils condescendingly, the color of her pupils was still a beautiful golden brown, but the transparent agility before was dimmed.

This kind of appearance made people more and more upset the more she looked at it, and she began to twitch secretly again, enduring the throbbing pain, and her mouth was as calm as she was without a trace of warmth:

"As you wish."

The voice fell and withdrew his eyes from looking at her, leaned slightly to the side, and passed her with a single step.

The relentless pace does not stop, the steady stride, and the distance is shortened.

His every step was like a ruthless blade stuck in Meng Xiaopao's dying heart.

Self-control is not enough, and spiritual power has become a weapon for cheating.

Suppressing the sad emotions that were about to collapse, trying to turn around, and stepping out without waves under his feet, that person was like an iron ball full of sharp thorns, and he had to keep up at this time, and the affairs in the palace were not over yet.

Both of them left, and at this time, the slave carrying the box dared to relax, and after putting down the box, several people gasped as if they had collapsed.

The same way, but the two did not regain the distance after all.

Lonely Forgetful Dust was extremely fast, and arrived at the door like a flash, and the aura of being close to people made Chu Kai not dare to speak, and Zhou Shu Zhou Xu was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated.

Lonely Wangchen entered the carriage, but Zhou Shu on the ground did not dare to get in the car to drive.

Their delay was still useful, because it took more than ten minutes for Meng Xiaosquer to arrive.

The whole road was also galloping, but I didn't see the figure of Lonely Dust until the door.

Seeing that the faces of the three people were a little wrong, Zhou Xu secretly gave himself a look, comprehended, walked towards the carriage, and stepped up extremely rudely.

Entering the carriage, the breath of loneliness is about to turn autumn into winter.

The heart is timid, but the expression can't be timid, the spiritual power secretly suppresses the chaotic emotions, moves to sit opposite him safely, and then exits and orders to drive into the palace.

As soon as the carriage moved, two cold Limans shot straight at him, and it was estimated that he would have to freeze to death in this carriage before entering the palace.

The sluggish mind kept looking for a way to break the situation, and when he thought about it, his selfish desires secretly came out.

endured the sourness surging in my heart, and just wanted to take the opportunity to ask for an answer that would satisfy my selfish desires:

"Is the prince satisfied with last night's Spring Festival?"

Suppressing the vinegar in my heart and deliberately asking sarcastically, the purpose is only to ask for the final result of the matter, whether the last step has been done.

However, her sarcasm turned into a joke in the ears of Gu Wangchen, she was knowing that she would not easily have sex with a woman knowing that she was hiding the poison of her soul, and deliberately mocked herself for her incompetence.

The heart changed from convulsions to trembling constantly, and the pain was no longer conscious, numb.

The twitching of her heart distorted her thoughts, and in the face of her ridicule, she spat out words that irritated her even more:

"How can I be dissatisfied, she and I are hot and entangled, lying neck crossed, that scene still echoes in my heart today, if it were not for the love soul hindering me from becoming one with her.

However, she is reasonable, and her comforting words are heartwarming.

This king is proud of the spring breeze, don't you also feel happy.

That man must be ashamed to satisfy you, but as a woman, you are uninhibited, and he dares to exile you at will.

This king admires him very much, and he is not afraid that you will give him flowers and grass outside. ”

Compared with the heart-piercing of the words, Lonely Forgetful Dust can be said to poke Meng Xiaopaw's heart through.

The bitterness is pervasive.

That's what he thought.

It was an accident that the soul appeared naked, but in his mouth, it became a secret fornication.

At that time, it stands to reason that he should have known best that his body had been in a state of suspended animation, and how to fornicate with others in that situation.

Speaking of which, he is really too much for himself, imprisoning his ability to act and secretly attacking himself, this despicable behavior is even more contemptible.

When did he become like this when he cheated in love but imposed his mistakes on the other party, and wanted to cover up the fact that he cheated with unwarranted things?

The words of explanation became unnecessary at this moment, and there was no excuse for the crime he wanted, he framed himself for betraying him, and it was useless to say anything to himself.

There is no need for the position of the concubine to exist, the heart is gone, and keeping a name will only bring shame on yourself.

Things change only in a moment, and so do feelings.

I don't want to argue anymore, it hurts to talk more, and I open my mouth to stop the carriage moving forward, and there is no need to go to the palace anymore.

The car stopped, and when he got up, he wanted to escape from this heart-wrenching breath, and stay away, away from him forever.

As soon as he fled to the curtain of the car, he was suddenly attacked behind him.

Seeing that he was about to leave the carriage, his body lost consciousness violently.

The confinement of being pressed by the ghost last time struck again, and the mind rushed straight to the sea of illusion to call for help:

"Healer Soul Save Me ......"

The voice was unanswered, and the panic of that day returned.