Xi Ci got up slowly, dragged Yu Xi back to the back of the room, and then came down to the hall.

Today's Bao Xi looked a little strange, she looked at the adjacent table absentmindedly, with joy in her loss, and stopped talking.

Xi Ci hurriedly sneaked up to her, poked her with his elbow, and whispered, "Old acquaintance? ”

Bao Xi hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile, and her eyes fell on the man again, with mixed feelings.

After a long time, the man got up and said, "After drinking this last cup, I am going to enter reincarnation, and it is a great blessing to meet you again!" ”

With that, he drank all the wine in his hand, and in order not to miss the hour, he got up and wanted to leave.

At this moment, Bao Xi finally couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed him, and the man looked back at her in a daze.

Bao Xi smiled awkwardly and said, "The son is so free and easy, the little woman can't help but admire, and if you give the son a cup again, it shouldn't be in the way, right?" ”

"Naturally, it's out of the way, please!" The man took the initiative to pour the wine and handed him a glass.

After raising a glass and drinking, the man bowed slightly to Bao Xi and turned away.

Looking at the man's disappearing back, Bao Xi returned to his seat lonely and drank to himself.

"Is it Himenomiya?" Xi Ci had heard that Bao Xi's husband was called Ji Gongyan, but it is said that he has been reincarnated for several lifetimes, and Bao Xi rarely mentions him.

Another red-faced ghost stretched out his head and said in a deep voice, "It's her son Ji Bofu." ”

"Son? Then how could he not know his mother before? Xi Ci asked suspiciously.

"Because he has been reincarnated for several lifetimes and drank Meng Po soup a few times, his mother is no longer me." Bao Xi smiled a little desolately.

"In that case, why do you still want to forget it?" Xi was puzzled, he was already the son of several people, and he was still torturing himself by thinking about the old feelings?

"I felt guilty about him when I was alive, and I felt guilty about him after I died, and I wanted to see if he would be okay for the rest of his life." Bao Xi also poured a glass of wine for Xi Ci.

Bao Xi has seen him here for several lifetimes, and has also toasted him several times.

Born in the emperor's family, he was already in danger, and he was also a prince, blessings and misfortunes were born and mistreated, and he only hoped that he would be an ordinary person in every future life, happy and worry-free.

Xi Ci is still puzzled, it has always been the children who owe their parents, and there are even mothers who owe their sons.

"My husband Ji Gongyan is the monarch of the Western Zhou Dynasty, my son was originally just one of the princes, Ji Gongyan deposed the former queen Shen and the crown prince Ji Yijiu, and renamed me as the queen, and my son as the prince, and then it was out of control." Bao Xi sighed helplessly, shook her head and looked at Xi Ci, her eyes full of indescribable bitterness.

What lingered in her mind was the scene of her husband and son being hacked to death in front of her, replaying it night after night.

Blood splattered on her face, terror and despair covered her body, and she was once again taken prisoner by the enemy, and the thought of serving other men made her grief and humiliation so great that she took advantage of his unpreparedness to raise her sword and kill herself.

Originally, she was a gift for the defeat of the country and begging, but fortunately, Ji Gongyan loved her very much and rekindled her cold heart.

Since her husband and son are no longer alive, she doesn't want to live alone, but she didn't expect to be a step slower, her husband and son have already entered reincarnation, and she lingers here with regret in her heart, and was taken in by His Royal Highness to Hualou.

It is also a beautiful thing to have wine to drink and talk about at night, and to see old people again.

"It is rumored that Ji Gongyan in order to win a smile, so he lit the beacon tower, teased the princes, and made the princes lose their trust in the king, and later the dog Rong broke through the pickaxe capital, because there was no reinforcement to help, resulting in Ji Gongyan and Ji Bofu were hacked to death with a knife, I think this is nonsense!" Another red-faced ghost angrily participated in this topic.

"The princes don't cultivate immortals, where can they see this beacon fire with clairvoyance?" Another red-faced ghost pouted sarcastically.

"Moreover, the vassal states are far apart, in order to see this, you can still laugh after waiting for more than ten days, isn't it a magic barrier?"

After the other red-faced ghost finished speaking, he looked at Bao Xi, and Bao Xi thought about it and felt ridiculous, so the two ghosts clinked glasses and drank together.

Several red-faced ghosts are angry about what happened to Bao Xi, maybe many living people want to rise to the top, but only those who have reached the height know the truth that the high place is not cold.

"Alas...... The former prince and the princes have a deep intersection, whether there is me or not, I will abolish the prince, this is a game between Ji Gongyan and the princes, how can I be a woman who can control the affairs of the court, but it is just a cloud of people. ”

Bao Xi smiled indifferently and poured wine for all the red-faced ghosts and ghost guests who listened to the story one by one.

The past has been a long time, and now that I think about it, I will only think about it and be extremely scary, so it is better to talk about it briefly.

When several ghost officials heard this, they nodded and said: "The princes' design to lead the dog Rong to invade succeeded, the winner is the king, and the loser is the coward, and the pen is in the hands of the winner, so they will naturally maintain their own majestic image, otherwise wouldn't it be a joke for future generations?" ”

"That's natural, who would write that he would unite with the foreigners to get rid of the monarch of his own country?"

"Hehe, the battle for the throne is already a good and a bad one, and if you lose, you will die, let's look at it!"

"Anyway, we are all dead, go back and drink Meng Po soup, what truth is not true, it does not exist!"

"It's just, come on, drink and drink!"

…………

Xi Ci looked at the sad eyebrows, already smiling like a flower, pondered for a long time, smiled lightly, and proposed to play the flute for everyone.

"The little fox can play the flute?"

"Hurry up, let's all hear it!"

Xici's proposal aroused the interest of everyone present and applauded.

She raised her hand and conjured a flute, cleared her throat, closed her eyes slightly, and blew out a song "Requiem Fu" mercilessly.

When Xi Ci opened his eyes, he found that the ghosts within a radius of ten miles had been hypnotized to sleep by the sound of her flute.

At the same time, there was a loud popping sound downstairs, which frightened her fox body and hurriedly ran to the corridor to find out......