Oiran pothos was so painful that she could only lie on the ground and shiver, and her throat trembled from time to time.

Di Xin seemed to have had enough, he dragged her up by tugging at Oiran Pothos's beautiful black hair, and pinched her chin viciously as he watched her painful and pitiful expression

"You want to resist, you want to call the widow king, you want to dance all day long for the widow to see, maybe the widow can let you go, let you suffer less, don't you understand?"

Oiran pothos first looked at Di Xin in despair, and nodded in a panic after he increased the strength of his hand

"I, I know...... I know...... I got it!"

"What should you call a widow?"

"Great, King......"

……

Oiran pothos slumped to the ground, covered in scars, staring at the ceiling vacantly, no matter how much Di Xin tortured, she could only hiss.

The terrifying voice did not have the blessing of the enchantment, and reached the ears of the city god, "The immortal should be fine......

And the Tsing Yi Shenjun, who was hidden in the dark, silently blocked his ears with cotton.

After some time, Di Xin felt bored and bit down on the neck of Oiran Pothos, biting off her trachea.

In the next second, the Oiran pothos in Di Xin's arms suddenly turned into scattered starlight.

The starlight was tightly bound to Di Xin's body like chains, and he couldn't move.

"That's it!"

Di Xin looked at the source of the sound in disbelief and anger, only to see the Oiran pothos standing intact in the doorway, without any wounds except for the red marks on her face, and the boy and girl she brought with her turned into two puppets in the blink of an eye.

In fact, after Di Xin slapped Su Xiaoxiao, Su Xiaoxiao immediately used a stand-in technique to transfer himself.

After that, Su Xiaoxiao observed the situation while using his divine sense to probe the entire City God Temple.

Among them, Su Xiaoxiao also felt a little annoyed when she saw her clone being treated like that, but compared to being deceived by Su Yu, the Hades King before, it was really trivial and not worth mentioning.

In the end, when Di Xin's vigilance was at its lowest, he was restrained in one fell swoop with the Spirit Charm.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Di Xin, and opened her mouth in a cold tone:

"The king? Maybe I should really call you the king, but alas, you didn't have a chance to hear it! ”

As he spoke, Su Xiaoxiao raised his hand and conjured up the three-flavor true fire to extinguish his primordial spirit.

"Really?" Di Xin looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a playful expression, and really underestimated her.

"Then try!"

Without waiting for Su Xiaoxiao's hand to fall, Di Xin broke free from the shackles and changed his shape and came behind Su Xiaoxiao.

"Can I tell the widow your name now?"

The ambiguous tone spread from his neck to his limbs, causing goosebumps all over Su Xiaoxiao's body.

"Your ancestor!"

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and slapped Di Xin with a palm, and was easily dodged by Di Xin.

"It's a bit like her......"

It's okay not to say this, Di Xin directly stepped on Su Xiaoxiao's red line this time, Made, and he is a "scumbag" looking for a substitute!

"Your ancestors and I are no one else!"

The furious Su Xiaoxiao turned his anger into a sword and slashed at Di Xin, making him say that he was a stand-in!

"It's so bad to fight and kill, why don't you sit down and listen to the widow tell a story?"

At the moment when the sword qi slashed, Di Xin directly held the sword body with his hand, and with one force, the sword in Su Xiaoxiao's hand disappeared.

Su Xiaoxiao: !!

After some fighting, Su Xiaoxiao knew that Di Xin's mana was quite high, and if he was hard, he would definitely not be able to get benefits, and the hero would not suffer the immediate loss, so why not agree to his words!

"Good! Let's make a cup of tea! ”

Su Xiaoxiao, who had figured it out, was not polite, and sat on the bed, waiting for Di Xin's service.

"Waiting for ......"

Di Xin, who was instructed, was not annoyed, with a snap of his fingers, the space he and Su Xiaoxiao were in became a palatial palace, and the Oiran costume she was wearing also became a palace concubine costume.

Su Xiaoxiao: What kind of bad taste is this......

"Come on, serve tea!"

Di Xin leaned on the dragon chair in the hall, and as soon as he gave an order, a palace person came with hot tea.

"See the king, see the Sumer ......"

Although these palace people were no different from the living, Su Xiaoxiao could still see that they were already living dead.

Obviously, the Su Meiren in the palace is the nine-tailed fox who brought disaster to the country and the people, Su Daji.

"Taste it."

Di Xin sent the tea cup to Su Xiaoxiao, and the two of them were as ruthless as before.

Su Xiaoxiao took the teacup and took a shallow sip, it was good, but it was still not as good as the tea leaves in Yangfu.

"You're wearing this, and you're really wearing a tenth of hers."

Di Xin, who didn't know that he had stepped on Su Xiaoxiao's red line, began to recall the past by himself.

"Stop, I'm not her, I'm me, you tell stories, tell stories, don't do anything nonsense!"

Without Di Xin looking at others through his eyes, Su Xiaoxiao quickly stopped his next move.

"Okay."

made Su Xiaoxiao interrupt for a while, and Di Xin changed her palace concubine costume to the previous Oiran costume, hehe, I'm really not afraid of trouble.

"A long, long time ago, so long that no one can remember......"

Very good, standard storytelling at the beginning.

The ambergris in the palace burned quietly, outlining the dusty past.

At that time, the widow was still the lord of the Shang Dynasty in the mouth of later generations, Emperor Xin, the widow led his troops to attack Dongyi in the first half of his life, and finally pacified Dongyi, opening up the current Shandong, the lower reaches of the Huai River and the Yangtze River Basin. However, on such days, the widow always feels bored, and there seems to be someone waiting for the widow in the dark. ”

Speaking of this, Di Xin sighed heavily, memories are never all good, no emperor wants to leave an infamy in the history books, but Su Xiaoxiao, as a descendant, has seen the mediocrity of the king of Shang since he was a child, and such a result is not what Di Xin foresaw.

"The person you have to wait for is Su Daji!" Su Xiaoxiao, who has a God's perspective, is the best listener.

Hearing Su Daji's name, the corners of Di Xin's mouth raised a gentle arc.

"She is the only difference between her and me......

Because of this unspeakable loneliness, the widow fills the loneliness in his own way. The widow began to constantly fill the harem with beauties, externally, the widow was obsessed with women, and internally, none of this group of women could really understand the suffering in the widow's heart.

They can never understand the pain and loneliness of a widow, because for the widow is mostly politics or momentary distraction.

Except for the queen, no one in the harem loves the widow, what they love is the power and glory represented by the widow, naturally, the widow has never loved them, so the queen's position is stable.

The queen is the widow's wife, dignified and virtuous, although she is still a political marriage of the widow, but the widow understands in his heart that she is the harem woman who does not exist for the power of the widow, and has gone through many years of ups and downs, and for her, the widow is more of a family affection.

However, her dignified and virtuous lady is also a thorn in the heart of the widow, and it seems that in her heart, Jiangshan Sheji is far more important than her husband.

As a result, the widow began to intensify his efforts to recruit beauties from all over the world to enrich the harem. Therefore, when the widow learned that Su Hu's daughter was so beautiful, the widow became extremely interested.

Later, when everything settled, the widow understood that this may be the so-called fate in the dark. When the widow saw her for the first time, the widow knew that she was different from those women.

She is charming and charming, but she does not have the greed and desire in the eyes of those women, she is elegant and generous, but she is not as important as the queen.

The widow thinks that at least she is different. Later, I realized that she was the only difference between me and me, not a widow......"

For the first time, listening to the past of King Su and Su Daji from the perspective of an observer, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that they were just the love-hate obsession of the three thousand red dusts, which had long since faded after a thousand years.

"And do you know she's a fox?"

Su Xiaoxiao took the initiative to change back into the palace concubine outfit, and her eyes looked at Di Xin with a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

"I know, I always know ......"

The lights in the palace of Nuoda were bright, and that sigh penetrated thousands of years of time and fell on Su Xiaoxiao's heart, making her feel breathless.

"The Taishi said that she was a demon, and the widow said that he didn't believe it, but in fact, the widow has always believed it.

In that year, the Taishi class returned to the court. The first thing he did when he returned to the dynasty was to see the widow, more precisely, to see the current lord of the harem, the new queen of the widow, Su Daji.

As soon as the Taishi arrived to see her, the widow knew that he had a deep dislike for Daji, and Daji seemed to be extremely reluctant to see him, and even afraid to see him.

The prince questioned why the widow abolished the first queen, punished his parents and sons, and killed loyal ministers.

That's right, it's a question, and the Taishi is the most respected person in the widow except for the first king and Abigan.

Unfortunately, the first king went to the west, and Axiang was also buried at the hands of the widow.

But Taishi, no matter how much he wants to touch him, no matter how much Daji hates him, the widow can't touch him.

Wen Zhong, the foundation of Yin Shang. Moving him is equivalent to shaking the widow's country.

However, if the widow does not touch him, it does not mean that he can touch himself.

The Taishi said that Daji was a demon, and the widow denied it without any hesitation. But in fact, the widow knew in his heart that from the first time he saw her, he understood that she was not the real Su Daji.

The widow thought she would let go of the uncertainties.

However, the widow was wrong, and at the moment when I denied the master with the utmost certainty, I saw the fear, disappointment, and even desolation in Daji's eyes.

The widow suddenly understood where the desolation came from.

She is afraid, but she is not afraid of Master Wen, she is afraid of the widow, afraid that the widow will refuse her thousands of miles away after knowing her true identity, and she is afraid that the ending of the so-called loyal ministers who died tragically at the hands of the widow will one day be confirmed on her.

At that moment, the widow was ecstatic but inevitably self-deprecating.

Rejoicing because the widow finally knew that there was at least a widow in Daji's heart, even if it was just a shadow.

Self-deprecation is because she has been sleeping together for so long, but she still hasn't seen the widow's sincerity.

Is it because the widow is not sincere enough, or is she isolating herself too completely, leaving no gaps? ”

Di Xin suddenly laughed, laughing in his heart, but for some reason, he hugged Su Xiaoxiao, who was dressed in palace clothes.

Hot tears fell on the side of Su Xiaoxiao's neck, burning Su Xiao Xiaoice xiao's cold heart.

"She has your ...... in her heart"

Gently patted Di Xin's broad back, again and again, soothing the feelings of a generation of emperors.