Xiao Jiu and the black-clothed male fairy walked along the jade steps of the small courtyard.

On both sides of the small courtyard, there are plum blossoms that are proud of independence, and the plum blossoms at this time are in season, and the fragrance is light and elegant, which makes the tense atmosphere become a little relaxed.

The red plum blossoms bloom unusually dazzling in the morning and evening, just like the smiling face of a female doll.

Xiao Jiu can see that although this courtyard is very small, it should be a place where the owner likes to stay, because each plum blossom branch is pruned very appropriately, and the warm feeling can be felt by anyone.

It's just that why some places seem to have been deliberately changed?

This kind of feeling, Xiao Jiu can't say it well, it's very wrong anyway! It's like she once lived here.

This small courtyard is weird, this small garden is weird, and even this rockery is weird!

What to do? Xiao Jiu guessed that there must be a formation here, but my formation class has never studied it well!

At this time, Xiao Jiu was worried, but she also knew that now was not the time to worry, so she put away her bad thoughts and carefully looked at everything in front of her.

The black-clothed male fairy didn't pay attention to Xiao Jiu's actions, and kept guiding the way ahead.

Xiao Jiu's heart was a little annoyed, and a pair of small hands also inadvertently touched a vermilion door in the corridor.

The moment I touched the door, it was as if time had stopped.

"Squeak... Squeak..."

The door that has been opened all the year round made a very wooden sound, and such a sound made Xiao Jiu unconsciously stop and raise his eyes to look at the inner hall.

When he saw that it was a small ancestral hall inside, Xiao Jiu stopped, uncontrollably, and walked in quickly.

Xiao Jiu's eyes have always been very sharp, and with just one glance, he looked at all the characters enshrined inside.

When looking at the tablet enshrined above, her body is a sign.

Just, what's that?

"First husband, the position of Wang Luoping?" Xiao Jiu muttered unconsciously, just like this sentence, she had read it countless times.

Her gaze looked straight at the tablet, as if she wanted to see through everything and find the answer.

"Wang Luoping, husband, whose husband is he!"

Xiao Jiu's head was buzzing, her heart trembled, and the whole person seemed to be stunned, only that sentence kept lingering in her heart.

Why is there such sadness and desolation, and who is Wang Luoping? Who am I?

Xiao Jiu is like entering a whirlpool, no matter how hard she struggles, she can't get out, at this moment, her heart is like being bitten by thousands of ants, which makes her very painful.

What is that feeling? An unforgettable love!

What is that person? My favorite husband!

Who is that husband? The first husband Wang Luoping!

So who am I? Qingqiu female monarch Hu Zhuojiu!

This kind of sadness instantly covered Xiao Jiu's eyes with a layer of mist, and as the mist increased little by little, it finally turned into pearls, huge pearls, which gushed out of his eyes in strings and flowed down drop by drop.

When, when the first tear fell on the ground, the scenery in front of Xiao Jiu's eyes changed instantly, this is not an ancestral hall, but a plum garden in the mortal world, why is it said to be the mortal world, because it is snowing there, and their god realm has always been, there are no snowflakes.

In the eye, it is winter, under the white snow, the plum blossoms in the yard echo with the white expanse, which seems to be more cold and self-open, noble and Qinghua.

Red plum blossoms, white winter snow, such a scenery can not help but see, want to take a closer look, appreciate it.

Xiao Jiu was attracted by the beauty of his eyes, and wanted to raise his feet and go inside, but his feet were like they were fixed there, and he couldn't move a single step.

She is like a person watching a play, she can only stand there and watch, she can't move, and she doesn't stand on the stage to perform like those plays.

Since you can't move, it's better to stand here, it's just a little cold, Xiao Jiu's hands rubbed against each other unconsciously, and then put them to his mouth and blew quickly.

She was moved to conjure up a white, embroidered cloak with colorful butterflies, quickly draped on her body, a pair of small hands, and naturally pulled, the edge of the cloak, so that it was warm, you can enjoy the plum.

"What's that?"

Xiao Jiu saw a little unreal, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and blinked a few more times, still not really, the scenery in the depths of the plum garden.

But I vaguely heard a woman's voice: "Husband, on such a cold day, isn't your body in the way?" ”

The woman made a gentle voice, and that voice carried endless warmth, as if it could melt the snow and ice of this winter.

"I'm fine, do you like it?" The man's words, although short, are more impressive.

The woman grinned, a pair of plain white jade hands, quickly grabbed the man's waist, and said with a slightly red face: "I like it!" ”

"If you like to be a husband, you're happy!" This man doesn't like to say a lot of things, but every word he says is very comfortable to listen to.

"Husband!" The woman leaned into the man's arms and called out to her loved one shyly.

"Little fool, you are my wife, the only person I love in this life." The man hugged the little woman in his arms tightly and said a long, tender word lovingly.

The woman said shyly: "Husband, you are so good to me!" ”

"I love you, I just want to be nice to you alone." The man smiled and quickly spoke, heart-wrenching love words.

This woman's voice, when Xiao Jiu heard the first sentence, he only felt that it sounded very familiar.

She continued to listen quietly, but when she heard the next two or three sentences, she shook her head.

After listening to the fourth sentence, she smirked, what kind of familiarity is this? That's my voice!

What's going on, why is this happening, and who is she? Is she me? So who am I? Or am I her?

Xiao Jiu was completely confused, Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, and she was talking about her mood at this time!

She didn't believe this kind of thing, but she wanted to see it, she took quick steps, but she still couldn't lift her feet, Xiao Jiu was a little anxious, and heard the man say again: "I'm sorry, everything I can give you is given to you, and what I don't want to give you is helplessly left to you, full of debts!" ”

What the man said was very tongue-twisting, normal people, listen to it and think about what it means, but Xiao Jiu understood it after listening to it.

What you want to give can't give, what you don't want to give, it's all full of debt, since it's all giving, why should there be a debt, why can't you be happy together all the time, why?

This kind of thing made Xiao Jiu feel inexplicably worried when she heard it, and a tear quickly flowed out of the corner of her eye, and she slowly closed her eyes.

If you can't move your legs, can't your mind still move?

Xiao Jiu's heart moved, and her divine sense quickly explored, but she could only explore within a hundred miles, and she wanted to go deeper, but she couldn't do it, hey!

She sighed helplessly, but when she raised her eyes, she saw that in the depths of the plum garden, there seemed to be a couple of men and women hugging.

Xiao Jiu couldn't see their appearance clearly, but he could feel that their hearts that loved each other were full of affection.

I was very sad just now, but when I saw such a picture, I was moved by their love, and tears flowed out unconsciously.

When this tear dripped on the back of Xiao Jiu's hand, it instantly sank into Xiao Jiu's heart, and then the Lingtai was a burst of clarity.

She seemed to realize, what am I doing! Why did you cry inexplicably.

"Oh no, I've been caught in ecstasy, is it?" Xiao Jiu said unconsciously in his heart, but he turned around without any hesitation and walked out of the ancestral hall.

Qingqiu Nujun was hit by ecstasy, and she was angry, my father, I will definitely fall and fight me!

Xiao Jiu shook his head helplessly, glanced at the black-clothed male fairy standing at the door, and said disdainfully: "You are really heavy here!" ”

"You broke in on your own!" The man in black said impatiently, but he was thinking in his heart, is the little fox good? This will soon break the master's ecstasy!

The black-clothed male fairy didn't know, even Xiao Jiu didn't know that her eyes actually had the ability to clear all illusions.

"If I don't fall for your Ecstasy, will I go in?" Xiao Jiu looked at it with a very shocking look and said viciously.

The black-clothed male fairy was taken by Xiao Jiu's eyes, and replied involuntarily: "Then everything may be the truest thoughts in your heart, and I don't know!" ”

Wang Luoping, husband, lady, me! The truest thoughts in your heart, what kind of jokes, the ghost will believe your words.

Xiao Jiu didn't look at the black-clothed male fairy, and he didn't make a sound, there was an inexplicable silence between the two, such quietness, as if with a kind of panic, made Xiao Jiu's heart feel more uneasy.

The black-clothed male fairy saw that Xiao Jiu didn't know the sound, and quickly walked forward with her.

Xiao Jiu looked at this small courtyard carefully, there was not much distance, but there were many mechanisms and hidden mysteries, which made her walk out of a feeling that was a hundred years long.

She smiled bitterly and followed the black-clothed male fairy through the small courtyard to the main hall.

Xiao Jiu, who entered the main hall, looked around carefully, this place is still very familiar!

She scratched her head thoughtfully, and thought about it carefully, why is it so familiar, is it because there is also a formation here, I look confused, or is it like this, the general hall is like this, I look familiar!

In the eye, a screen is displayed, there are no mountains and rivers on the screen, and there are no celebrity calligraphy and paintings, but two cold words are written in the air, Lingdian!

What do you mean! What is written at the gate is: "The inner hall of the palace", you write to me: "Spirit Palace!" It's all two words, why don't you write: "Qingqiu!" Or: "The Lady"!

Xiao Jiu's heart suppressed a current, and this air flow made her unconsciously angry.

Her hand slowly put it in the position of her heart, touched it comfortingly, and told herself silently in her heart!

Xiao Jiu! You are a female monarch, you must have grace, don't worry about these vulgar people, maybe they write like this, it's just a coincidence!

In or, people are practicing ghosts, that is, they are used to calling their own immortal mansion "Wang Mansion" and their own hall "Spirit Palace", and it is not possible for people to call their own dormitory "ghost house" or something, it is not known!

Xiao Jiu pursed his lips helplessly, took his eyes away from the screen, and took a natural look, the soft collapse in front of the screen, there was a couch table on the soft couch, and there was a hollow brown vase on the couch table, which was antique, with a curtain of the same color as it, which added a bit of atmosphere.

She seemed to be admiring the whole hall, and it was as if she was looking for something so familiar, where she had seen it, but she had no impression.

Xiao Jiu shook his head helplessly, "Hey! He slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said to himself in his heart, people are here to kill you, but you are here, enjoying the scenery, Xiao Jiu, your heart, is it a little big!

Xiao Jiu smiled bitterly, glanced at the black-clothed male fairy, and asked unconsciously, "Big brother, did you invite me to come and drink tea?" ”