What is the taste of dove wine, others don't know, Sheng Qingshu must know.

The bitter taste mixed with the smell of wine permeated his mouth, and after he finished a few words, the smell of blood also came up.

However, Sheng Qingshu thought that no matter how bitter she was, she couldn't bitter her heart.

After drinking the poisoned wine, Sheng Qingshu found that she was not dead, or rather, her body was dead, but her soul was not.

She watched the so-called high priest trap his soul in the jade pendant, and watched Pei Yi burn his body with his own hands, and the hatred in her heart continued to increase.

Sheng Qingshu tried to leave this place, but found herself trapped within a zhang of Pei Yi's side, and a solid wall of light trapped her here.

She had no choice but to watch her body turn to ashes and disappear in the cold wind of early spring.

Sheng Qingshu followed Pei Yi back to his residence, and was surprised to find that the furnishings and decorations here were exactly the same as his Chunxi Palace.

There is his favorite chaise longue by the window, and the dragon and phoenix gown embroidered by himself is also hung next to the bed.

The curtains on the shelf bed are also the color of the water and sky blue that I like, and there is even a dresser in the room, and the jewelry box is also my dowry at that time.

But these, obviously looted on the day of the palace change, why did they appear here again?

She looked at Pei Yi standing in front of the dragon and phoenix coat, but she couldn't do anything, let alone touch him, even inadvertently touching the wall of light would be uncomfortable for a long time.

Pei Yi took off the vermilion python robe, hung it side by side with the dragon and phoenix gown, walked to the bed, lifted the layers of curtains, and with just one glance, Sheng Qingshu almost screamed in horror.

Under the big red quilt, there was a wooden man hidden, which was clearly his face, his height and body shape were exactly the same as his own, and he was wearing his favorite pink curly coat.

Pei Yi stretched out his hand and held the wooden man in his arms, hung Sheng Qingshu's jade pendant on the wooden man's belt, looked up at the sky blankly, and slowly spoke: "Yingying, I know you can see it." ”

He lowered his head and stroked the wooden man's face, his dark eyes and scarlet lips added a touch of strangeness to the cold night.

"Yingying, you can only love me, I said that I want you to stay with me forever, this is what you owe me." Pei Yi's tone was as gentle as water, but in Sheng Qingshu's ears, he seemed to be a ghost in hell.

He touched the clothes on the wooden man and said, "What do you want to wear tomorrow, is that light blue jacket skirt good, I remember that the spring flowers embroidered on it are very beautiful." ”

"Or if you don't like it, I'll find a master to make you a new one, as long as you like it, I will satisfy you."

Pei Yi touched the wooden man's face with pity, put down the curtain, and fell asleep like this.

She walked through the curtain and looked at Pei Yi and the dummy, Sheng Qingshu couldn't help her churning stomach anymore, lowered her body and retched, but there was nothing.

yes, she's just a geist now, what do you expect to spit out?

She walked to the farthest place from Pei Yi, sat on the ground and cried and prayed: "If there is really a god, please help me..."

In the distance, the Taihe Hall was still brightly lit, and the new owner of the imperial city, Jilagesang, sat on a high seat, slowly wiping a dagger, the gems inlaid in the hilt of the knife shining in the candlelight.

The high priest walked in slowly, and wanted to salute, but Jiraksang hurriedly stopped him: "The high priest doesn't need to be polite, it is no longer appropriate to call you late at night, you and I don't care about these false courtesies." ”

"Yes, thank you, oh no, I should call you Your Majesty by now. Congratulations to Your Majesty on the fulfillment of your wishes, and you will no longer have to beg for a living in the endless wilderness. ”

The high priest had already taken off his mask at this time, and there were shocking scratches on his face under the mask.

Jilagesang smiled, with an unstoppable ambition flowing in his eyes, "Yes, we have been fighting against nature for so many years, constantly paying tribute to Dasheng to seek shelter in grain and grass, and now we can also be the masters of this Central Plains, which is really a great blessing for our clan." ”

As if remembering something, Gilagesang asked, "High priest, that thing... How's it going? ”

The high priest smiled, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, that princess is dead, and I also trapped her soul according to Pei Yi's words, and she can't be reincarnated, and don't even think about witchcraft, you can rest assured." ”

Jilagsang laughed and nodded: "Okay, good, I am relieved that you will do things, High Priest." ”

He pondered for a while and then continued: "But this Pei Yi, saying that he is an infatuated species, he can also ruthlessly lead us into the city." But saying that he was ruthless and unjust, he forcibly trapped the woman beside him, and even made an identical dummy and put it in the room. ”

Gilagesang took out the dagger in his hand, the blade was as thin as a piece of paper, but it was so strong that it could emit a cold light in a dimly lit room.

"You see this dagger, sharpened like clay, extremely precious, but in the treasury of Dasheng it is only an inconspicuous gadget."

"Dasheng has been passed down for hundreds of years, although it is now in our hands, how to maintain it for a long time is a big problem, and Pei Yi is the best weapon to assist me now."

Gilagesang brushed the blade with his fingertips, and the sharp blade quickly cut through the fingertips, and bright red blood flowed down his fingers.

The high priest quickly stepped forward and bandaged him, but after hesitation, he spoke: "Your Majesty, what do you mean ......?"

Jilagesang threw the dagger on the ground, "But if it's too sharp, it will hurt you, but it's just a dagger, as long as you play its value, there's nothing you can't give up." ”

A gust of wind blew into the main hall, the candles flickered, Raji Gesang's face was dark, and the high priest knelt down and prostrated himself "Your Majesty is wise"

"Alright, get up." Jilagesang waved his hand, thought for a while, and then commanded: "At today's banquet, I have given him the position of the crown prince and young master, you will go to the prince later, and let him study hard with Pei Yi." ”

Jilagesang stared at the eyes of the high priest, and said word by word: "Let him keep an eye on Pei Yi, and don't let go of any clues about what Pei Yi says or does." ”

The High Priest nodded, and Jirakesang slowly got up and walked to the window, it was the sixteenth day of the lunar calendar, and a full moon hung in the sky.

"You have also seen the situation at today's banquet, many old ministers of the old department are dissatisfied with him, but they don't dare to make a move on him because of my face, if someone asks in the future, you know how to answer."

Jilagesang still looked at the sky, did not look back, and continued to speak: "New ministers and old ministers, it's time to fight, you're tired, go back and rest." ”

He waved his hand and motioned for the high priest to leave, but he was still looking at the moon.

On this night, when everyone had different hearts, no one noticed a ghostly shadow coming to the highest part of the palace.

The dark blue robes almost blended into the night, like a ghost, and walked through the roof.

Finally, he stopped in the Chunxi Hall and came to the pile of ashes, which were Sheng Qingshu's ashes, which had been scattered in the wind.

He pulled out a glass bottle from his bosom, not too big or too small to hold the remaining ashes.

He looked back and took a deep look at the three words "Chunxi Palace" on the plaque, which was the plaque written by Sheng Qingshu himself, and disappeared into the vast night.