When I came to the tent of Emperor Yanmo, I saw that the candle flame in the tent door was not extinguished, and it was still flickering and flickering stubbornly under the night wind, I expected that the people in this room should not have rested. Approaching, afraid of disturbance in the middle of the night, the bottom of his heart hesitated again and again, finally, stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the stake outside his tent, after the knocking sound, waited for a long time, did not wait for someone in the tent to respond, I felt a little suspicious in my heart, this night three watches, the emperor in this tent will not go out? Thinking so, he made a proposal to open the curtain and enter.

In the center of the tent, a few days ago, Emperor Yanmo was dressed in a white dress and a black cloak and sat in front, loosening the brocade cloth and getting free like black brocade on the ground, glowing with a slight luster under the faint candlelight, like a black waterfall on the ground. At this moment, the night was already very dark, and he was still sitting in front of the desk, his slender fingers slowly flipping the table paper, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Emperor Yanmo. ”

I approached him and called him, but he didn't seem to notice it, still looking down and just looking at the book, as if the content of the book was so appealing to him that he couldn't even lift his head. I was curious to see what was written in this fascinating book, and why it attracted his attention so much, so I took advantage of his inattention, and stretched my neck forward slightly, but it backfired, and it took a lot of effort, and my neck was stretched out so long, and I still couldn't see what was written on it, only to see the pages densely packed with words shaped like ants, which looked so dizzy on the yellow and white pages.

"Oops, it's annoying. ”

Unconsciously, I slipped out.

Holding the book, he finally came back to his senses, raised his eyes and looked at me unexpectedly, so that I was slightly shocked, his amber eyes in the faint dim candlelight looked clear and bright like stars, as if he had seen through my thoughts, the corners of his lips slightly pursed, his hand dragged a little slippery shawl, as if to cover the long sleeves of the page with his hand.

"It's not early, Miss Bai doesn't have a good rest in the tent, she runs to the tent in the middle of the night, she wants to ......" There was a faint smile in his amber eyes, and he wanted to stop talking, as if he meant something else.

Knowing that this was his usual technique, to provoke me and want to distract me, so this time, instead of being provoked by him as usual, avoiding his smiling eyes, I tried to put my attitude as strict as possible, and said to him: "Coming here late at night, I just wanted to ask you, are the words you said to me before true or false?"

"Oh?" he paused, lowered his eyes and asked, "When did you say it, can Miss Bai explain it?"

I thought about it, counted the days, and said to him, "It was the day after I came to the border to close the camp, and I talked to you in the poplar forest." ”

He frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, and suddenly smiled as if he had thought of it, raised his eyes and asked, "What does Miss Bai think?"

I said with a serious face, "Of course I hope it's true, that's why I'm so worried about whether what you said to me is true or false." ”

"If you want it to be true, then it's true. He raised his hand slightly, his fingers curled slightly, closed the page, and with the other hand, he tugged the corner of the book and stuffed it directly into his sleeve, not wanting to show it to me at all.

Could it be that there is an article in the book he just read, or does it say that there is news about the person who will save the life of the little emperor at that time of crisis? I fixed my eyes on his cuffs, watching him put his glass down, raise his hand to pour wine, and take a sip of wine, and the book just wouldn't fall out.

He stopped pouring wine in his hand, and looked at it again, "Miss Bai seems to be very interested in the book in Benjun's sleeve. ”

I didn't hide it from him, and nodded to him sincerely, "If the emperor can generously share the book, Bai Ji is really grateful." ”

When he heard this, he was a little surprised: "You want to see this too?"

"Of course, of course. "I looked forward to it.

He frowned, his face became a little stiff, as if it took a lot of courage to take out that book, hesitated for a long time, his fingers reached to the cuffs, and before he could touch the page, he took it back again, and said with a sneer: "The content of this kind of book is not very good, it is not suitable for Miss Bai You see, if he has any other good books in the future, this gentleman will definitely enjoy it with Miss Bai." ”

It is not suitable to read, what book can not be read by God in the book, seeing that he is secretive, as if there is some ulterior secret, I am even more curious to know what is written in the book, urging: "If there is anything that is not suitable, if you are willing, the emperor, Bai Ji is also willing, and this book will be taken over to Bai Ji to see." ”

"This ......," he said, frowning, thought for a while, and finally spread the book on the table as if he had made up his mind, "Okay then!"

The god of the book rushed forward and snatched the book, stepped on the stool and began to look at it, this book was not suitable for him.

"What is this?" turned a few pages, dozens of pages, all words, as if describing a story, in which I saw not only my name, but also the Zhou State and the little emperor and the little queen, what first entered the palace, fell in love with the emperor's uncle, and finally beheaded at noon.

Emperor Yanmo smiled, snatched the book, put it in his sleeve again, and said to me: "Here is a script written by Emperor Ziwei for Emperor Ziwei about his love robbery, and in the end, because the content is too unbelievable, in order to prevent Emperor Ziwei from returning to the Nine Heavens to trouble him, Emperor Si Ming Xing ordered Benjun to come to the world, and came to Zhou Kingdom to visit, and modified the life of Emperor Ziwei in the mortal world. ”

I asked him: "That mortal world, when you came to this Zhou Kingdom, your purpose was not to find the Flood Desolation Beast, but to personally come to the Zhou Kingdom to help him revise the life character that Si Ming Xingjun had mistakenly written?"

He nodded, "But not quite." ”

Still not so kind, I asked him again: "What about the encounter between the Bu Zhichi brothers and sisters, which was also designed by you?"

He nodded again.

I asked him again: "Then I will enter the palace on behalf of Yaolian?"

He nodded again.

Sure enough, it was insidious and cunning enough, and it deceived me for so long from beginning to end, and it was so traceless.

"Then did you write the script in your hand or did you order the old man?"

Yan Mo handed over the book and replied, "This is the life character that Si Ming originally wrote for Emperor Ziwei. ”

"Oh?" took the book in his hand and flipped it over, the whole page was still densely packed with text, the font was small, shaped like an ant, and he felt dizzy when he looked at it, so he quickly returned the book to him, and asked: "Then who is the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei?"

Emperor Yanmo replied: "Burong Xiao." ”

"What, Burong Xiao?"

He nodded, indicating that it was.

I sighed in my heart, screaming that it was not good, and I didn't know if I had offended him for so long in the palace, and I thought about the picture when I got along with him, although some times I had some verbal disputes with him because of some misunderstandings, and when I was angry, I was so noble that Emperor Ziwei would probably not put it in my heart, so self-comforting, Fang slowly put his heart down.

"So, who is his love affair?" I asked him.

"It's Bu Yaolian. Emperor Yanmo replied: "According to the development of the script that Si Ming Xingjun had previously smoked, Bu Yaolian actually looks very similar to the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei Bu Rongxiao's sweetheart, he fell in love with her all his life, but in the end, the woman still married his brother despite the old love, that is, the father of the current Emperor of Zhou, and broke off the relationship with him. If Bu Yaolian really entered the palace as a concubine as Si Ming wrote before, Bu Rongxiao would most likely repeat the mistakes of the past in her and fall in love with her again. ”

"Oh, that's why I'm going to enter the palace on her behalf, but. I asked a very puzzled question in my heart: "Why is Burong Xiao's appearance the same as that of Xuan Chi, is this your design and arrangement?"

"It's not. He denied, "This is Emperor Ziwei's own choice." ”

"How do you know?" I only suspect that he is playing tricks on me, knowing that I am an old acquaintance with Xuan Chi, so he designed Bu Rongxiao's appearance to be very similar to Xuan Chi, and at this moment, I was asked by me and refused to tell the truth.

"Because when Emperor Feng Ziwei was about to come to the world to experience a love tribulation, the immortal family who was with him was Si Ming Xingjun. ”

"What?" seems to be the case.

"That day, attending the birthday banquet in the West Sea, I happened to meet the prince of the West Sea Dragon Clan and his father arguing, the two approached and heard that the eldest prince of the West Sea Dragon Clan had a dispute with his father because he wanted to marry a foreign sister of the same clan into the clan, because the eldest prince of the West Sea Dragon Clan had already had a marriage contract with the niece of an immortal family in the heavenly realm, Long Jun was very angry about this, and the covenant of the immortal family was supposed to be observed, but the woman that the eldest prince of the West Sea Dragon Clan liked was also an emperor, not to mention whether the two women could serve a husband, even if the people of the West Sea Dragon Clan agreed, how could the woman that the eldest prince of the West Sea Dragon Clan liked agree, and ordered that the Prince of the West Sea be imprisoned in the water prison for a hundred years and let him reflect。 Emperor Ziwei felt that Xuan Chi's angry appearance was very interesting, it was rare to see it in the Nine Heavens, and because he was angry for a woman, he was in the next tribulation and experienced a love calamity, and immediately, to Si Mingdao, his appearance in the lower realm was set to this. He paused, looking at him, "Do you think that Emperor Ziwei's decision is a bit hasty?"

"Hmm. ”

I nodded slowly.

The gods and mortals have gone through tribulations, and they are generally more cautious and cautious when choosing their reincarnated appearance, but Emperor Ziwei's move is indeed a bit incredible.

More than 10,000 years ago, when I practiced in Kunlun Mountain, I did have a relationship with Xuan Chi, those old things, so far, even Fusang Tangtang and the two of them did not know, but after being injured in the immortal competition thousands of years ago, after returning home, the emotional injury was excessive, the heart turned to ashes, and when the cheese tincture drunk was drunk, one day I accidentally said that I leaked my mouth, so that the Yuqing Xianjun who came to visit me overheard. Now, Emperor Yanmo can say so clearly that my identity at that time, I think, it will not be fake, it is true.

I always thought that a farewell to Kunlun Mountain was the crux of my relationship with Xuan Chi, and I thought that it was because of my academic inadequacy, I had been separated from him for too long, and I had sent that good relationship by mistake, but I never really thought about what he had experienced in Xihai alone after separation, and why he had promised a mountain alliance with me, but when he said goodbye, he had become the fiancé of Peiyu Fairy. Now listening to him explain the facts, it seems that he was suddenly slapped in the face by someone, and he was numb with pain, Bai Ji was too confident, and he was confident that he had always been firm that he was right.

If I can think more about the other, perhaps, I could have predicted this relationship a long time ago, he actually has a marriage contract with another woman, and I am the third party who unknowingly intervenes between the two of them, I am not fated to be unable to get together, but the fate that has been destined can only be a stranger, and can only pass by.