The girl appeared silently in the mountains and forests, like a ghost, with a black mink fur wrapped around her body, impermeable to the wind, and it could be seen that she was very afraid of the cold. She has a pair of eyes that are clearer than clear water, and after being dyed black by the dark night, she actually reflects a strange light like a night beast. Cruel elegance, bloodthirsty cold charm, like a black rose blooming in the night wind, charming and magnificent, proud.

Standing beside her was also a young girl, the wide cloak couldn't hide her plump curves, her face was rich, and her expression was cold.

"It's hard to find this place." The girl in black led her attendants to leap lightly from the high ancient tree, landing on her toes, like a black cat of noble breed walking gracefully in the night, her tone was a little displeased.

The man in black didn't speak, he stared at the girl with stiff eyes, stared at her for a long time, and suddenly said "heh" with disdain, looked at the grave, and said contemptuously in a tone full of anger, ridicule and pity:

"It turned out to be a monster raised by the Holy Son Mountain, it seems that they have done it."

The aura of the girl in black froze, and even the aura of the girl behind her suddenly became violent, and she looked at the mocking man fiercely, revealing her killing intent.

Chenguang suddenly laughed, didn't care about the man's sarcasm just now, and asked casually:

"Do you and I need to meet?"

"Listen to You, you must take you to her grave and let her see you, this is her last wish." The man said that his gaze fell on the grave in front of him, and even through a black veil, he could feel that his gaze was tender as water.

"Can a dead man see?" Chenguang asked with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, I felt the overwhelming anger and pain of the people around me.

Chenguang smiled and groaned, she didn't accept the other party's anger, the other party had nothing to do, but to force herself to gradually calm down.

"Are you really Liu Shuyao's daughter?" He asked, staring at the side of her face.

"Ah, you dare to call it by your name, it's so bold." Chenguang said with a smile.

"You're a fake, aren't you?"

"Really? What about the fake? Chenguang looked at his face with a smile, even through a black veil, her cold gaze could still firmly grasp his eyes, "I am the one who can help you take revenge, the one you hate, I can let them die painfully one by one, the kingdom you hate, I can let them corrupt one by one, do you really care who I am?" ”

The arrogant words came from the mouth of a young girl, not mixed with the slightest hesitation, the arrogance of wanting to destroy the world, this is definitely a big joke, a big joke, but the man believes her, he doesn't want to believe it, and he will believe that the monster who can climb out of the Holy Son Mountain alive, with such an embarrassing and funny identity, re-grasps the noble monster that belongs to her, he believes it.

"Do what I asked you to do, this is a step on your road to revenge, unless you give up revenge, you are not qualified to bargain with me, you and I are each other's chess pieces, since they are chess pieces, you must stand on the chessboard honestly, don't go to the wrong place." Chenguang smiled at the corner of her lips, but her eyes were cold, she raised her forearms, folded her hands, bent down, and worshiped the owner of the tomb in the worship method of the Phoenix Netherworld, and then turned around, and put down a sentence with a strong warning, "Do it privately, if there is a next time such a thing, I will kill you." ”

The cold figure of the black frost quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The man stood alone in front of the grave, the north wind wailing, the shadows of the trees whimpering, he was silent for a long time, raised his head, and whispered softly in a comforting tone:

"Listen to you, don't worry, it's soon, wait, wait, wait......"

……

In the area of Changgu Town under Fuyu Mountain, all the private villas built by the nobles of Qi'an are all within a radius of thousands of miles, and each private villa covers a vast area, because it is just a place to play and live, and it is very quiet in the morning and evening. At night, you can see bright lights, but you can't see a few people.

In one of the private villas, the fire was blazing, the floor was paved with bricks that were easy to gather heat, and the fire was burning under the bricks, and the north wind outside the window was frosty, but the inside of the window was as warm as summer.

Si Qian stood in front of the low couch, the blazing temperature scorched him, but he didn't see him sweating, he stood there coldly, like a piece of ice that would not melt.

The door to the room was pushed open from the outside, and as soon as Morning Light entered the room, he took off his mink fur and threw it on the ground. She is afraid of the cold, but hates the layered restraint of clothes, the room temperature here is what she likes, she walked forward, while taking off her clothes, and then unbuttoning the small jacket and cotton skirt, and finally only a comfortable skirt remained, she plunged into the soft pillow pile on the low couch, leaned on the pillow, and untied the high collar that tightened her neck, revealing her skin as white as snow, and then she had the time to glance at Si Qian lightly.

Si Qian knelt down.

Chenguang took half a cup of water handed by Huo Wu, took a sip, and asked:

"Failed?"

The voice was faint, not surprised, not disappointed, and I couldn't hear her true emotions.

"I met someone in the sky above the Longevity Palace, so I had to retreat in advance." Si Qian hung his head and whispered.

"What's going on?"

"The other party made a commotion, and our people took the opportunity to retreat."

Morning light fell silent.

Si Qian was also silent.

After being silent for half a quarter of an hour, Si Qian reluctantly took out a letter from his arms, presented it with both hands, and whispered:

"Yan Ying, let me give this to His Highness."

Chenguang's expression did not change at all, and he stared at the letterhead handed over by Si Qian for two breaths, and took it.

The letterhead depicting the purple rose exudes not a floral fragrance or a spice fragrance, but a faint aroma of wine, sweet and mellow, clear and attractive, very special taste, unconventional, it should be said, it belongs to a man who has already grown up.

Chenguang took the letterhead, didn't look at it, indifferently tore it in half, making a crisp "stab" sound, and then the letterhead was thrown into the smoker cage next to her hand, and before she could even see that it was completely burned, she closed the lid of the smokehouse.

……

The haunting incident in the Chunzao Palace subsided, and Concubine Jing finally replenished her spirit after sleeping for three days in a row. Although nothing unusual happened in the Chunzao Palace after that, Concubine Jing always felt uneasy when she couldn't talk to Chenguang more on the day of the meeting, so soon, Concubine Jing summoned Chenguang into the palace again, and then it was out of control.

After the contact of the haunted event, Concubine Jing felt that she and Chenguang were very close to each other, from talking to exchanging gifts to further in-depth conversations, Concubine Jing soon found a new joy to pass the lonely life in the deep palace, that is, when she was bored, she summoned Chenguang into the palace to talk to her.

So Shen Run found that he could no longer turn off the morning light.

The time when he was fully aware of this was when Chenguang received an invitation to the birthday banquet of Concubine Jing's eldest sister-in-law and the eldest princess of Anping in the Chunzao Palace.