Da Xiao has a national teacher, whose surname is only known as Chu's name. He is good at divination and Taoism, knows astronomy and geography, and it is rumored that the national fortune of Da Xiao is because of him to prosper.

This national teacher is very rare, and even Emperor Xiao Guangji does not see him. It is only on the day of the annual prayer that he appears in front of everyone.

It is rumored that he looks like a jade-faced Jiaolang, loves white robes, has a slender and thin body, and has a morbid beauty. Coupled with his mysterious sense of alienation, everyone has different opinions about him.

This national teacher often practiced in retreat in the Yutang Pavilion of the Imperial City, and there was only one maid named Shi An with him. I heard that it was an abandoned baby picked up by the national teacher, and this maid would accompany him wherever the national teacher went.

When Nie Yunhua saw the national teacher standing in front of her, his eyes were full of doubts.

"Why did the National Teacher suddenly visit the Fengming Hall of the Mourning Family?" Nie Yunhua asked kindly with a smile on his face. Such a mysterious person who has nothing to do with her appeared in front of her like this, no matter how she thought about it, she would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

Chu Zhibai sat on the nobleman's seat and said with a smile: "The minister has had excellent luck with the queen's mother recently, so I came to congratulate her." ”

"Oh? Is it? What good fortune can the mourning family have?" Nie Yunhua asked with interest.

Chu Zhibai motioned for Shi An to hand over the runes that had already been prepared to Nie Yunhua. Huanxiang stepped forward to take it, unfolded it and handed it to Nie Yunhua to see.

Nie Yunhua looked at the dense spells drawn with Zhu Dan on the runes, and asked suspiciously, "This is?" ”

"This is a talisman, Niangniang's good luck may be disturbed by some resentful spirits, you put this talisman close to you, and you can do whatever you want in the future." Chu Zhibai explained to her.

Hearing the word resentful spirit, Nie Yunhua immediately thought of Su Ling.

She stared at Chu Zhibai's smile suspiciously, thinking in her heart: Didn't he calculate something, hinting at the mourning family?

Nie Yunhua, who was suspicious by nature, took the rune, since this national teacher came to remind her, then he accepted his heart, after all, what he said was true.

Afraid that Su Ling's resentful spirit would really linger, Nie Yunhua said to Chu Zhibai: "Since the National Teacher can come to remind the Mourning Family with good intentions, then there will be Master Lao Guoshi to do a magic thing for the Mourning Family, the Mourning Family has always had a headache recently, and it is suspected that it is an evil cause." ”

Chu Zhibai's eyes flashed slightly, this was exactly what he was here for.

"The minister knows, don't worry." Chu Zhibai stood up and said: "Then please ask Niangniang to avoid it, the minister came to find that the main court outside the palace was extremely resentful at this time, so he would cast a spell for you to drive away." ”

Shi An stepped forward to support Chu Zhibai's arm.

A hint of coolness flashed in Nie Yunhua's eyes, so that Su Ling's little animal would really never live in peace.

"Okay."

Nie Yunhua held the rune tightly in the palm of his hand, instructed Huan Xiang to prepare something for Chu Zhibai to cast a spell, and then left the Fengming Palace.

Huanxiang stepped forward to ask Chu Zhibai what things he needed to prepare, but Chu Zhibai waved his hand and said, "My maid can come to these little things, and the girl should also go to rest." ”

Huanxiang was so shocked by the warm smile and words of the man in front of her that her face blushed and her heart beat, she unconsciously looked at it a few more times, and Shi An coughed a few times before she came back to her senses.

"Okay, the slave knows, there is Lao Guoshi and my sister." Huanxiang lowered her eyes and said in a coquettish voice.

She had never seen such a gentle person, in this deceitful harem.

Everyone in the world says that Chu Zhibai is alienated and cold, but when he really stands in front of her and is gently watched by him, he can know how easy his eyes are to sink into it.

Huanxiang hurriedly dispelled the unrealistic illusions in her mind and left the Fengming Palace.

The guards outside the Fengming Hall were also taken away by Nie Yunhua, and only Chu Zhibai and Shi An were left in the huge Fengming Hall at the moment.

Shi An, who had been silent, showed disgust in his eyes, pursed his lips and said: "It is really prescient that the National Teacher is unwilling to get along with these hypocritical people, I feel extremely resentful as soon as I step here, and then look at the hypocritical appearance of the queen mother, it is really disgusting." ”

Chu Zhibai waved the jade fracture fan in his hand, knocked Shi An's head, and said with a slight reprimand: "You girl, talking nonsense again." ”

Shi An stuck out his tongue.

She glanced out of the hall, with worry between her eyebrows, "I don't know what happened to this resentful lord before his death, I feel extremely depressed in my chest, and it is difficult to breathe." ”

"If you're not feeling well, avoid it." Chu Zhibai regained his gentle tone.

Shi An shook her head stubbornly, she hugged Chu Zhibai tightly, opened a pair of round apricot eyes and said: "I want to accompany the national teacher, Shi An has only one relative in this world, I don't want you to have an accident." ”

Chu Zhibai smiled and shook his head, "I'm talking nonsense again." ”

He walked slowly to the outside of the Fengming Hall and looked at what should have been a bloodstained place, but now it was spotless.

He withdrew his hand from Shi An's arms, threw a rune, and threw it at the land, then changed his fingering, and said something in his mouth.

"With my blood, sacrifice to the spirit of resentment, the cause of the past life, and tell me about it."

The spell floated in mid-air, a blood-red circle of light circled on the ground, and a bleak feeling hit him, and Shi An couldn't help but shiver. A trace of blood oozed from Chu Zhibai's fingertips, floating towards the spell.

A black figure gradually appeared in front of the charm.

Chu Zhibai stretched out his hand to the figure, and the blood on his fingertips flowed towards it continuously.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Chu Zhibai spoke indifferently.

The figure opened her eyes slightly, looking at the unfamiliar face in front of her, she opened her lips as if to speak.

A tear slipped down its face and dripped to the ground, the blood-red aperture vanishing in an instant.

Chu Zhibai hung down his arm weakly, and Shi An hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Master Guoshi, how is it?" Shi An looked at the bloodstains on the ground, a big puddle in the middle, and there were dragged bloodstains in all directions, she frowned and looked at Chu Zhibai worriedly.

Chu Zhibai's eyes showed compassion, and his jade-like face was extremely pale at this time.

"Shi An, burn a soul talisman." Chu Zhibai said weakly, and then turned around and left the place.

Shi An looked at Chu Zhibai's thin back, secretly worried, and quickly took out the spirit soothing rune, twisted a formula, and the rune burned instantly, and finally turned into a wisp of white smoke and dissipated on this bloodstain.

The blood dissipated and became spotless again.

Shi An clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows in mourning.

Then he caught up with Chu Zhibai's pace.

The two returned to the Yutang Pavilion, Chu Zhibai coughed twice, and Shi An hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "Master National Teacher, does it really matter?" ”

Chu Zhibai raised his eyes with a weak smile on his face, "It's okay, has the spirit talisman burned?" ”

Shi An helped Chu Zhibai to sit on the rosewood chair to rest, "It's burned, I'm curious about what happened to her, and the resentment is so heavy." ”

Chu Zhibai breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Shi An: "This girl has never had a smooth road in her life, and she is about to live a happy life, but unfortunately her husband turned her back on the day of the wedding, and then died tragically outside this Fengming Palace. ”

"How so?" Shi An's eyes showed pity.

Chu Zhibai said silently, "It's all fate."

"And what wishes does she have?" Shi An asked.

"She didn't want to die." Chu Zhibai looked at the blood stains on his fingertips, thinking back to what Su Ling had just said.

Shi An asked suspiciously: "But isn't she already tragically dead, how can she still have the idea of not wanting to die?" ”

"I can help her be reborn." Chu Zhibai clenched his hands into fists.

Shi An immediately retorted: "No, Master Guoshi, your body is like this, you can't cast spells!" ”

Shi An took away all the runes in the Yutang Pavilion, and stood looking at Chu Zhibai from a distance, with anger in his eyes.

Chu Zhibai looked at this little girl's excited appearance, and couldn't help laughing, "I help her be reborn, she can also help me, her soul is a once-in-a-century pure spirit, which is very helpful for me to recover my body, but I don't know if she is willing to dedicate her soul to me after being reborn." ”

After being reborn, no one can interfere with her choice unless the soul owner himself wishes to take her soul away.

Chu Zhibai hesitated.

Shi An said resolutely: "Since this matter is beyond the control of the national teacher, then it is not allowed to be done." The things that disturb the days are extremely detrimental to you, and you are not unaware, although ...... That girl is pitiful, but she's really not worth it. ”

Shi An's eyes showed reluctance, she slowly stepped forward, fell on the ground, and lay on Chu Zhibai's lap, "People are selfish, don't block your life on an irrelevant person, just let me accompany you without anything to do with the world?" ”

Chu Zhibai gently stroked Shi An's head, he smiled and didn't give Shi An an answer.

He recalled Su Ling's life in his mind, she should have had the most brilliant rest of her life, accompanied by the person she loved the most, but she ended up like this due to various irreversible factors.

The moment his fingertips touched Su Ling, he could feel all the pain before she died.

On the day of the wedding, she walked barefoot, her friends betrayed, her arms were pierced, her limbs were broken, and her animals were biting, and all kinds of pain were borne by such a delicate girl.

He was in unbearable pain without experiencing it himself, let alone the soul himself.

Chu Zhibai's eyes were filled with a ripple, and he patted Shi An and signaled that he was going to rest.

Shi Ancai raised his head reluctantly.

Chu Zhibai walked back to his room with heavy steps.

Prime Minister's Office

Jiang Duanchen watched Su Ling secretly paint his portrait before his death, his face was full of tears, after returning from the imperial city, he had been trapped in his room, allowing Xue Fei to call him a few times to ask him to eat, and he never opened the door.

He silently looked at the paintings Su Ling had painted and written, and felt every bit of her.

He didn't know what to do in the future, Su Ling was like a beam of light in his dim life, which had shone kindly on his heart, bringing warmth, and he had not fulfilled his promise to marry her, so he lost her forever.

His mind kept repeating what Xue Fei had told him, constantly imagining Su Ling's devastated appearance.

She did not wait for him on the day of the wedding, but waited for her own death.

How helpless she should be, if he hadn't come to the Imperial City, she should have rightfully become his Mrs. Jiang.

They will greet Jiang Shengchuan with tea together.

They will have children of their own.

They will grow old.

They will ......

But now he has nothing.

Jiang Duanchen buried his head in the paintings, his body trembling uncontrollably, and tears soaked those paintings.

He really regretted it, if it was possible, he would have liked to see Su Ling again, and explain to her in person that he had not abandoned her.

However, he could never speak to her again.

Sheng Huai'an and Xue Fei stood outside Jiang Duanchen's door, listening to his helpless crying.

They didn't know how to comfort him, after all, everyone could see how much Jiang Duanchen loved Su Ling.

"Let him rest for a few days." Sheng Huai'an sighed.

Xue Fei nodded silently.

"Sir's teaching task has been completed, don't you leave?" Xue Fei suddenly raised his head and asked.

Sheng Huai'an pulled out a smile, "Su Ling is the smartest student I have ever met, and I want to send her to the end as a teacher." ”

"Okay, then the gentleman will do his own thing." Xue Fei turned to leave.

The Prime Minister's Mansion replaced all the original red silk satin with white silk satin.

The original marriage also turned into a funeral.

The mourning hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion has an extra tablet - the spirit seat of the deceased wife Su Ling.