The Ghost Emperor of Xilin turned his back to Yueshuo and looked at a painting hanging in the middle of the room. It was a portrait of a woman, with a green flute in her hand, a happy smile on her lips, and a horse sitting behind her.
Looking at a man, his eyes are affectionate and doting.
Yue Shuo stood behind him, looking at the person in the painting as well, with a bleak smile on her lips: "Do you really love her?"
Hearing this, the Ghost Emperor was startled, sighed, and turned away. His originally majestic face revealed a sense of pain.
"Am I wrong?" A voice sounded extremely distressed.
He was sorry for his original intention, sorry for their daughter, and their daughter died... His heart was so painful. If it hadn't been for him, if it hadn't been for him that day, the consequences would definitely not have been like this!
Yue Shuo pursed her lips, seeing the hurt on his face, and her eyes turned slightly red: "She never needs anyone to control her world, not even you!"
"Wrong, really wrong..." Ghost Emperor said to himself, never knowing that the news of her death would bring fatal injuries to him.
At this moment, he regretted his stupid idea. He should have thought that her personality, from the first moment they met, was even more arrogant than his.
His personality has never been influenced by anyone, and the same is true for hers...
"For the position of Xilin Emperor, only Xi Mohuo can take office. In these years, you have misunderstood everything. If you let the mother you love, let Wushuang go. Now that she has married Feng Xinglie, there is absolutely no way she will return to Xilin
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"Yes, it is impossible for her to return to Xilin, and it is impossible for me to see him again..." The Ghost Emperor said loudly, his expression a little excited, and he took a few steps back chokingly. His daughter was forced by him.
dead……
Seeing this, Yueshuo stepped forward to help her and said softly: "She will come back, she will come back."
"No... I won't come back..." The powerful Ghost Emperor was in a panic at this time: "She... she is dead... my daughter is dead..."
"Dead..." Yueshuo, who was supporting him, his eyes suddenly widened and looked empty. Wushuang is dead?
He heard wrong, must have heard wrong...
"Impossible!" Yueshuo yelled after reacting.
How could his sister die, how could she die!
"It's true... Half a month ago, in the mountains at the junction of the Three Kingdoms, the Dark Night Castle exploded. No one could come out. The spies reported... Shuang'er died with them... Feng Xinglie rushed over that day, holding his arms
Wushuang's corpse instantly turned three thousand hairs white in the heavy snow..."
The Ghost Emperor's eyes were red. The moment the spy reported back, he realized that Feng Xinglie was just like him back then, with true feelings and love...
It's too late to wake up now, too late! If he hadn't intervened, how could he have taken a fancy to the dark energy in Wushuang...
Yueshuo's cold breath was spreading... The pain in his heart spread throughout his body. He turned around and ran out of the hall. Wushuang would never die. He didn't believe it!
Looking at the figure running away, a tear fell from his eyelids. He valued power too much. Perhaps he loved his original intention too much and wanted to leave the best to their children. However, his love was used in the wrong way...
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The sun was setting at dusk, and the pale yellow light with a trace of blood stained it filled the entire palace garden.
The beautiful peach blossoms in the palace garden are swaying like thousands of beauties dancing.
Wushuang was under the peach tree again, stretched out her hand to pick off a flower bud, and put it on her belly with one hand. She was pregnant. It had been more than three months. She didn't even feel it. If it hadn't been for the severe vomiting in her heart yesterday, she would definitely not have.
Will notice.
Pregnant……
These two words made her feel frightened. She and the Ghost King had a physical relationship?
It has been more than three months. I heard that more than three months ago, she fell into a pond and fell into a coma for three months. So the child in her belly belonged to the Ghost King?
"I heard that the king has brought back a woman and wants to make her an emperor and empress?" The clear voice had a hint of excitement.
Wushuang turned his head, and a woman in pink clothes walked towards this side, followed by the two little maids. The Ghost King dismissed the harem, and there were no concubines in the harem anymore.
Wushuang knew something about this woman's clothes and hair accessories. Princess Mu Jiao, she was the niece of the Queen Mother and the cousin of the Ghost King!
Withdrawing his gaze, Wushuang looked at the blooming peach blossoms again. Even if there was sunshine now, he could not feel a trace of warmth. The snow on the ground did not look like it was melting...
In the past few days, she has always been in a weird mood, and some pictures flashed across her inexplicably, which seemed real and fake...
"Back to the princess, the emperor is admiring the peach blossoms, the princess should wait..." the maid behind Mu Jiao said softly.
Who doesn't know how powerful this future empress is, she destroyed the arms of two concubines in front of the king. In this palace, whoever dares to offend him, even the queen mother will not even ask about it.
"What are you afraid of? She can still destroy my princess's arm." Mu Jiao reached out and patted the maid next to her with a smile on her face.
When the maid heard this, she stopped talking and followed the princess cautiously.
"Princess, you are not allowed to come near here. My master is admiring the peach blossoms." Lian'er stepped forward to stop her. The empress did not like to be disturbed. If the little princess went there, there is no telling what would happen.
"Can't enter? Even if the ghost king makes her the emperor and empress, this entire palace still belongs to the king, not hers." Mu Jiao felt a flash of anger when she heard this. She is the future emperor and empress, so she doesn't need to be so showy.
The rumors from the outside world are indeed true. This woman must be a vixen who confuses her cousin. Let’s see how she can defeat this monster today!
Mu Jiao is also a moderate cultivator of fighting spirit, and it is absolutely easy to deal with a maid.
Looking at the fallen maid with satisfaction, Mu Jiao raised her feet and walked towards the peach blossom forest. When she saw that figure, she couldn't help but feel a moment. The white skirt was floating in the cold wind, which could be seen from the back.
, her coldness, her natural dominance.
Seeing this, Mu Jiao frowned. Just from her back, she could guess that this woman was definitely not like the rumors from outside maids.
Feeling the coldness around Wushuang, Mu Jiao slowed down and doubts arose in her heart. What kind of woman with such an appearance could be so cold?
"Are you the future emperor and empress?" Instead of the coquettish shout just now, the voice was filled with a hint of doubt and a little more caution.