Until long after Zhuohua left, Luo Changning was still sitting there in a daze.

She suddenly remembered her childhood.

At that time, she was not an emperor, and she was not alone. At that time, she was just an ordinary little girl.

All she worries about every day is that she can't memorize the book, and all she worries about is what she will eat for the next meal.

When she was not an emperor, she was also plagued by demons.

They would scare her, throw her toys into the pond, and cut off her hair......

It's just a prank.

Until that time, she witnessed a palace maid turn into an old woman overnight and finally fell to the ground, crying for her life. And the demon's skin has become even younger. At that time, she knew that demons are not just pranks.

Her mother, the concubine, died the same way.

Later, she learned that those demons couldn't kill her, because she had the same blood as the Qing Emperor, because she was the next king.

She swore in her heart that she was going to be a good monarch, and she was going to do her best to restore everything to the way it was. She didn't want to have another child and go through the same fears and pain as herself.

And now, this opportunity has finally appeared in front of her.

Of course, it would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.

But she has no way out.

When Zhuohua told her that the power of merit in her body was formed because of the power of faith, she knew that everything she had done was worth it.

It is worth exchanging one's own body for the safety of the entire Qingguo people.

She smiled slowly, and layers of ripples rippled in her heart.

"Changning, do you know what you should remember to be a good emperor?" A gentle voice came from the mist.

"What?"

"That is to love the people like sons."

"But Changning has no children."

"Huh." The gentle voice suddenly laughed softly, "Hmm...... Does Changning love his mother? ”

"Love!" The childish voice replied crisply.

"Then love the people like a mother......

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Zhuohua came to the courtyard again, and this time her mood was much heavier than last time.

She found the entrance of the passage, and a wave of spiritual power struck her. Once again, the black vortex slowly revealed.

Maybe it's because her last "appearance" was too impressive. This time when she came to the ghost world, all the ghost cultivators avoided her one after another. What's more, when he saw Zhuohua's figure from afar, he fled frantically. It's as if the scorching flower is some kind of flood beast. However, it was precisely because of this that Zhuohua walked all the way to the ghost hall unimpeded, and he couldn't even take out the jade plaque.

Seeing Zhuohua again, the two ghost kings did not show it on their faces, but they were already happy in their hearts.

"How? Agreed? "The king is an impatient, and he doesn't know what detours or tricks, so he asked excitedly when he saw Zhuohua.

Seeing this, the White Ghost King could only look at him helplessly, and smiled apologetically at Zhuohua.

Zhuohua rubbed his soft eyebrows a little tiredly, "Agreed." ”

The king gritted his teeth desperately, for fear that he would not be able to control his laughter if he was not careful.

The White Ghost King still had that gentle smile on his face, and he whispered to Zhuo Hua, "Sit." I'm going to get you the ghost beads. ”

"I'll go, I'll go." The King suddenly stood up and hurriedly followed.

Zhuohua sat alone and waited for them.