Chapter Eighty-Four: The Love of Licking Honey from the Knife Edge

Yuan Shuwan couldn't refuse this request, the word princess was the heaviest shackle in her life, even if she was already a princess of the dead country.

She could only hope in her heart that Song Zhao would not come.

Death and life will never see each other again, she deliberately said it to him.

Because Yuan Shuwan knew that the proud Song Zhao would be haunted by this sentence for a lifetime, and every time he was soft-hearted and wanted to be good to her, this sentence would be like a sword hanging from the beam. reminds him of how desperate she is for him.

On the night of the wedding, she wore a fiery red wedding dress and passed the streets of the imperial city proudly. All the people of the Northern Netherworld are wondering and shocked, why would the first singer of Shaohua Pavilion marry Fan Guan so unthinking?

Why would the arrogant Song Zhao agree? Isn't he the one who hates Fan Guan and his ilk the most?

In arrogance, Yuan Shuwan tightly clutched the poisonous wine she had prepared in advance. This time, the plan was doomed to fail, but the only good thing was that she could finally be freed.

After being admitted to the hospital, Yuan Shuwan waited quietly, but she did not wait for the notorious groom official.

She faintly heard the sound of fighting coming from outside the courtyard, and the sky-high fire enveloped the entire courtyard, Yuan Shuwan knew that Shen Xinjun had arranged a lot of people here in advance, including many people from the Lich Ghost Clan, Song Zhao had made a lot of enemies in the past, and they were naturally willing to help with this.

The door was finally broken, and Yuan Shuwan lifted the red hijab on her head and saw Song Zhao who came in blood. At this moment, she couldn't help but redden, she wanted to ask, why did you come?

But when it came to his mouth, it became, "How many people did you kill this time?" ”

Song Zhao was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly, "Many, many people." ”

Yuan Shuwan, "But this time, I can't go with you." ”

Song Zhao, "I know that no matter what you do, you don't want to be with me after all. When he said this, there was a hint of grievance in his helpless tone.

"I know I can't take you with me, you want my life to get revenge. So, here I am. On the other hand, I only have one condition, if you can get out alive, don't joke about your life's events. It's not funny at all. ”

After Yuan Shuwan heard this, a wave of anger rose in her heart, she didn't know whether she was angry with herself or him, "Even if I am the princess of the dead country and have a deep hatred with you, but Song Zhao, you treat me like this, it's not worth it at all!" ”

He is Song Zhao, Song Zhao who was cast by Huihui Xingchen!

Song Zhao, "Do you remember the wish I made for you?" I said you would get what you wanted. ”

Yuan Shuwan's eyes turned even redder, "That's what the gods want to do!" You're not God! ”

Song Zhao smiled and said nothing, looking at her face and stopping.

Yuan Shuwan was still immersed in her own sadness, "If you live, you may be able to change this Kyushu." ”

Song Zhao shook his head lightly and said lightly, "I have no interest in changing Kyushu, the operation of Kyushu inherits the way of heaven, Shuwan, you and I are both played with in the applause of fate." Otherwise, why would we meet in such an identity, love each other, and kill each other? ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took a glass of acacia wine on the table, and smelled it, Yuan Shuwan was nervous, "Don't drink it, these two glasses are poisonous wine!" ”

Song Zhao, "If I don't come, are you going to end yourself like this?" ”

Yuan Shuwan was annoyed, "Even if you come, I still decided to marry myself!" ”

Seeing her angry look, Song Zhao smiled, looked at her in a scorching wedding dress, and handed her another glass of wine, "Since that's the case, then I want to accompany you even more." ”

"Drink it, and today it will be me to marry you."

Yuan Shuwan felt that at this moment, it seemed that everything was not important.

The love between the two of them is to lick honey on the blade, and they have to see blood to have a little bit of sweetness.

Throwing away the identity of the princess of the dead country, simply as an ordinary woman, she wants to say that she has always been wronged. But at this moment, she felt very happy.

The two embraced each other in the fire, and it turned out that only on the eve of death, he and she could hold that moment of happiness.

At this point in the story, Li Qingyao, who had listened to the whole journey on the Nai He Bridge, sucked her sour nose, "It's too difficult for you." ”

Yuan Shuwan shook her head, "At least, before I die, I am very happy. ”

Ji Liuyu looked at Jun Yelan, "Such a person, I don't believe he would deliberately not come." ”

Jun Yelan, "But he really didn't come." According to you, he was gifted and lucky from the day he was born. For so many years, you didn't wait for his soul after death, and there was only one result..."

Yuan Shuwan, "What is it?" ”

Jun Yelan glanced at Ji Liuyu, in fact, Ji Liuyu also guessed. After all, they were all people who had been immortals, and she said to Yuan Shuwan, "Perhaps, he is not a mortal in the first place." ”

"Miss Yuan, do you know about the Immortal Tribulation? Song Zhao may have just walked in the mortal world once and experienced a love tribulation. When the love tribulation is over, he will return to his place. ”

Yuan Shuwan was completely stunned, "You mean that he may be a god?" ”

Li Qingyao was also stunned, "How come?" ”

But Fan Luochen was thoughtful beside him.

Ji Liuyu, "If you're not sure, why don't we ask Meng Po?" ”

Yuan Shuwan followed them, and when Meng Po saw Jun Yelan, she was trembling with fright, bending her already rickety back, "Say hello to your lord." ”

Ji Liuyu saw that Meng Po was selling Jun Yelan's face, and she knew that things were much easier, "Meng Po, I want to ask you, do you know why Song Zhao didn't come to Nahe Bridge for a long time?" ”

Seeing her ask, Meng Po looked at Yuan Shuwan next to her, who was unaware of the situation, and sighed, "He is not a person of reincarnation, perhaps, the girl has heard of Gongzi Zhao, the name of Zhaoyan?" ”

Mortals in Kyushu don't know, but Ji Liuyu and Jun Yelan are clear.

"Zhaoyan? Is it the God of Judgment who has experienced tribulations in the lower realm? Ji Liuyu was surprised, she and Zhao Yan had never met, but she had heard that the other party had a strange temperament and often did not deal with the Emperor of Heaven.

Meng Po sighed, "Exactly." ”

Ji Liuyu, "Song Zhao is Zhaoyan, is he now back in place?" But..."

But she hasn't been in the lower realm for a long time, and she hasn't heard that the God of Judgment has returned to his place before, and the seat of the God of Judgment has been vacant for a long time.

Meng Po, "I don't know about this old fellow, but whether he has returned to his position or not, he can come to hell to see Miss Yuan, but he doesn't." This only shows that he is not willing to come back. ”

"Miss Yuan, my wife has seen countless joys and sorrows in the world, which one is not vigorous at the beginning, and the end of Lan is due to the fruit? Forgive me for reminding you, Song Zhao in the world may love you. ”

"What about the Zhaoyan Divine Monarch after returning to the throne? Will a sober god continue to love you? ”

"A mortal can never wait for a god."