Meng Zihao endured hellish torture in the water prison for nearly a month, and just woke up, his consciousness was still in a blur, thinking that he was dead, and when he saw Miss Zhang, he asked Miss Zhang in confusion why she was here.

Miss Zhang burst into tears and told Meng Zihao that she had invited a fairy to save him.

Meng Zihao was stunned, and then found himself lying on top of a lotus flower that was full of red light and fragrant.

And all the wounds on his body were miraculously healed.

Mencius hurriedly looked down at his hands and feet, and the broken muscles and bones were intact, and they were still perfectly connected to his body as before, leaving no scars.

Looking at Miss Zhang again, Miss Zhang was wearing a red wedding dress that was only worn when the bride got married, and her slender jade hands holding Meng Zihao were cold to the bone, so that a pair of jade hands that were cold and had no temperature made Meng Zihao think of the ice cubes in the cup in winter.

Meng Zihao was full of excitement, and he couldn't help but shudder, and an ominous feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

Meng Zihao reversed his hands to hold the pale little hands of the nervous young lady, and asked suspiciously, "Miss, tell me the truth, how can your hands be so cold, how can you wear such strange clothes, how can you invite a fairy to save me." ”

Miss Zhang saw that Meng Zihao was full of doubts, and knew that Meng Zihao had guessed that he was not a human, but a ghost, and knew that he had become a ghost.

Not only was she not afraid, she didn't scream and dodge, but she clenched her hands, her eyes were full of sadness, but there was no fear, and Miss Zhang was moved.

I really didn't love the wrong person, Meng Zihao is really a talented man with the utmost affection, and it is really worth dying for him and saving him from hell on earth.

Let's tell him the truth, I'm dead.

Miss Zhang withdrew her hand from Meng Zihao's hand and stared at Meng Zihao for a moment before she said slowly, "Zihao, I'll be honest with you, don't be afraid." ”

Meng Zihao nodded and said, "Miss, please speak, the most terrible thing in this world is the human heart, and there is nothing else that can make me feel afraid,"

Miss Zhang said softly, "Zihao, I am no longer in the world, what you see now is my soul, to be more precise, what is standing in front of you now is a ghost."

Since you left, my father took the generalissimo's dowry, and I was forced to say that the person I love is you, and I have been privately engaged with you for life, and I am already your person, and it is absolutely impossible to marry the generalissimo again. ”

For the Prime Minister, this is a great shame and a great insult to the façade.

My father immediately locked me up and informed the Generalissimo that you were arrested, saying only that you were disrespectful to your teacher and had stolen my family heirloom.

And so woe has befallen you.

My father was afraid of long nights and dreams, so he hastened to arrange my marriage, and the generalissimo could not ask for it. I saw helplessness, I knew that I couldn't wait for you to take the high school entrance examination, and on the night when they forced me to try on the wedding clothes, I hanged myself and died, what you see now is just a soul, are you afraid, Zihao. ”

Meng Zihao's heart ached, and sure enough, he was not mistaken, Miss Zhang was really dead, and a line of tears slipped from Meng Zihao's dark eyes.

Meng Zihao stretched out his hands, gently hugged Miss Zhang's cold soul into his arms, and muttered while crying, "Why are you so stupid, let me carry such a sense of guilt, this love, I can't repay it in a few lifetimes." ”

Miss Zhang took out her hands and gently helped Meng Zihao wipe away her tears, comforted Meng Zihao and said, "Don't be sad, with your love, my death is worth it, I feel very warm and happy, although now Yin and Yang are separated, but my heart is full, my soul has taken refuge, the glory of the world is illusory, what is more practical and happier than this." ”

Miss Zhang paused and said, "The dustless fairy said, this is our calamity, and it is also the time to test our true love, if we survive it, everything will be complete."

The dustless fairy has gone to get the fetal brush, I believe she must have a way to save us, as long as you really love me. ”

Meng Zihao choked up and said, "Miss, I can't repay this love in a few lifetimes, of course I really love you, you are no longer in the world, what is the meaning of my life, it is better to go with you." ”

As soon as Miss Zhang heard Meng Zihao say this kind of thing, she immediately said with a straight face, "Zihao, is this what you said, you still have a mother in the world who pulls you into an adult, isn't it just to be a saint like Confucius and save the happiness of all mankind, it is because of this that I love you, and I do not hesitate to hang myself to save you, if you want to go with me, it really disappoints me." ”

As soon as Meng Zihao heard that Miss Zhang was sad, he immediately shook Miss Zhang's cold hands and said, "Miss, you are right, I want to live well, become a saint like Confucius, and benefit all mankind, so as to be worthy of Miss's deep affection." ”

Seeing that Meng Zihao no longer said that he was dead, Miss Zhang burst into tears and laughed, and praised, "That's right, I really didn't love you wrong." ”

Meng Zihao hugged the cold body of the nervous young lady, remembered a question, and quietly asked, "It is said that the soul is just a shadow and cannot be touched, why can I touch you." ”

Miss Zhang said, "Well, I would like to thank that dustless little fairy, she sent me to meet you, I was afraid that you would not see me, so she gave me a relic to eat, the relic condensed my soul, so you can not only see me, but also touch me." ”

"Who is this fairy, her mana is so high, how did you find her?" Meng Zihao asked again.

"That's a long story" "By the way, the little fairy said that we should rush back before dawn, and now that it is almost dawn, why hasn't the fairy come back yet, nothing will happen." Miss Zhang suddenly found that it was almost dawn, and Wuchen had not yet returned, so she couldn't help but become anxious.