The moment Di Jiu saw him, a sentence of 'Ah Extinction' passed through his mind, but she forced him back.

She didn't know how she would have thought of such an affectionate title, but when she saw the first moment of the seal, the familiarity accompanied by the heartache was all too real.

When the condensate was brought, Di Jiu was still lying down and did not move, Feng Xuan took the condensate and applied it to her wound with his own hands, and when the condensate was smeared, Di Jiu only felt that the wound was instantly cold, very comfortable.

There are very few bottles of condensation, but Di Jiu has a lot of injuries, especially scratches, one by one, and there are also cheeks, but they don't look ugly at all, but they feel a different kind of beauty.

Soon, the gel bottomed out.

Xiao Yi on the side watched Feng Xuan's treatment of Emperor Jiu, his nails were all picked into the flesh, and the jealousy in his eyes seemed to turn into raging fire.

She got up, not wanting to see this, and turned and walked out.

Di Jiu was a little sleepy after smearing the gelatinous dew, and she fell asleep on her side tiredly.

Seeing her sleeping, the seal did not disturb her, and left after ordering someone to guard it.

In this dream, her soul seemed to have gotten up, penetrated the temple gate, the city gate, and flew to the gate of yin and yang.

A black bead that no longer lit was inlaid in the middle of the door of yin and yang, and she seemed to put her hand on it, and then, there were scenes that she was not familiar with.

The picture is full of sealed faces, his joys and sorrows, his joys and sorrows, and everything about him.

In the dream, Di Jiu seemed to know whose memory it was, it was the mysterious and powerful woman, Xiao Jiuhan.

It's a memory that belongs to her.

In her memory, it was all a man named Feng Xuan.

The corners of Di Jiu's eyes were slightly moist, a crystal teardrop slipped down, and his heart hurt like a pinprick.

Because in the dream, she saw Feng Xuan wearing a fiery red groom's dress, and the women behind her carried the woman who was also wearing a phoenix crown.

They knelt down and kowtowed to her, and shouted, "Auntie."

"Auntie?"

Di Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a servant girl calling her carefully.

She subconsciously replied: "What's wrong?" ”

The little maid shrunk her neck in fear, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Why are you crying? But where does it still hurt? ”

Di Jiu suddenly touched his face, and sure enough, the left cheek was covered with tears.

Her long gray hair was scattered, her black clothes were casually placed on the couch, her face still had some red marks, her pale face, dry lips, and moist eyes, which unexpectedly formed another beauty.

Di Jiu turned over and stood up, his body shook for a moment, and the little maid wanted to help, but was repelled by a subconscious look from her.

It wasn't until Di Jiu walked out that an older maid said, "I didn't tell you, my aunt doesn't like to be touched." ”

The little maid lowered her head: "I'm sorry...... I...... I forgot. ”

The eldest maid shook her head and urged, "Go and see my aunt." ”

Emperor Jiu followed the route in the dream step by step, flying through the air to the front of the Gate of Yin and Yang, where there was indeed a black bead.

She gently put her hand on it, and muttered in confusion, "Why did I see your dream?" ”

"Auntie."

Di Jiu looked back and saw Xiao Yi standing there dressed very formally, looking at him with a kind face.

She didn't know why they called her aunt at first, until she found out about the dream, did they think they were Xiao Jiuhan?

They are indeed somewhat similar.