"Xiaoya, come in, but you'll wait aside and I'll ask you to come over again."
Xia Niechen's words made Xiaoya smile and nodded without getting tired of it.
The two stepped across the threshold between the pavilions and gradually walked inside. Because the ghost world is mostly at night and a few are during the day. The light in the whole house is dark and unclear, and the strange decorations can only be seen vaguely in one corner, and then disappear in the darkness in the blink of an eye.
The only thing they vaguely saw in the house was the huge orb with colorful dark light above.
Seeing this, Xiaoya couldn't help but complain silently in her heart. Living in such a place where there is no light, maybe the people in the ghost world are all "nosed animals".
"Ouch! It hurts so much!"
He was only concerned about random thoughts and suddenly hit Xia Niechen's hard back, covering his forehead with some anger.
"Xia Niechen, why did you stop suddenly?"
The person ahead didn't say anything, just stood there blankly and didn't move. Xiaoya felt something was wrong and immediately looked up sideways, but she didn't expect his eyes to lock in the other direction, and her eyes were full of shock and incredible.
As he looked at him, he suddenly saw that there seemed to be someone lying on the bed not far away. Although it was far away, she could still feel that this popularity was like a gossip, and it was obviously time to die.
If Xia Niechen reacts so much, he is probably his father.
Xia Niechen rolled his throat and said lightly with his eyes and eyes calmly.
"Xiaoya, just wait for me here."
"Yeah, okay, I'll wait for you."
Xiaoya Zhiming retreated behind the curtain on the side, watching him slowly walking towards the other side.
Xia Niechen thought about many situations and met his father. Maybe he would turn a blind eye to him, be indifferent, and even hate him. But he never thought that he would become like this.
His face was withered and his bones were as thin as a timber. His sharp eyebrows and eyes were covered with white frost and his spirit was gone. Now he was like an elderly person and no longer had the style of the past.
At this moment, he had to admit that the previous resentment and confusion disappeared instantly at this moment, but some were mixed with jealousy that were inexplicably elusive, and they were really mixed with emotion.
The Ghost King was terminally ill, but he could still feel that there was someone around him. He opened his eyes with great effort, and the flowing colors illuminated his sight, and in the hazy, he saw someone he had never expected in his life.
The dry and cracked thin lips moved slightly, and the dark eyes regained their vitality, but were full of surprise and shock.
"My son...Nie Chen..."
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After the last time they parted with Hong Zhao inexplicably, the two had not met for several days. It was not that he was unwilling to find Hong Zhao, but that he didn't know how to apologize to her.
After all, he could see that Hong Zhao was really angry. Did Zhuge Jinqing’s incident really make her so worried? Why couldn’t he even mention it?
Hong Zhao... How many things did he hide? Is it all related to Zhuge Jinqing?
Junci leaned against the window and was worried about this.
"It's not a solution to continue like this. Whether she forgives or not, he must apologize to her."
He knocked on the door all the way and learned that Hong Zhao had been staying away recently and had lost appetite for several days. He was worried about his physical condition, Junci hurried to the door of her room, and hesitated, and still knocked on the door.
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"Hongzhao, are you here? I am the eldest brother."