Shu Zi, let you become Ran Luo, I will never regret it!
After Xiahou Yazhuo took a deep look at Xiahou Ranluo who was lying on Zhuoyun's back, he turned over and lay down. The bed and quilt were filled with her warmth. It was warm, and even his heart was warm.
stand up.
--Sister, you are very beautiful. Are you a fairy?
That was the first thing Shu Zi said to him when she saw him. At that time, he had black hair and black eyes. Apart from his handsome face and long youth, he didn't have much that was obviously different from ordinary people.
place.
I remember that time when Shuzi was running around in the forest and lost his footing and fell down the hillside, Xiahou Yazhuo, who was chasing a spiritual bird, rescued the ugly but simple and kind-hearted woman. She held his Chang's hair and asked softly
Is he a fairy...?
--I am a man.
If it were normal, everyone who regarded him as a female celebrity would be cursed by him, but facing Shu Zi, he could only emphasize with a gentle smile.
--But you are so beautiful. The storyteller on the street said that all the immortals in heaven are beautiful, but the evil spirits in hell look just like me.
In fact, Shu Zi only has the mind of a five-year-old, but she can still distinguish between beauty and ugliness.
--But in my eyes, you are the most beautiful woman in the world.
Yes, Xiahou Yazou never liked lying. Although he often lied, he promised that it was his truth.
In that mountain forest, he stood on the top of the hillside with Shuzi, who was dressed in purple and had a ferocious face, and then he said the words that changed his life.
--My name is Xiahou Yazuo, will you be my wife?
--But I am already Yang Hyun's wife, and Yang Hyun said that he is my only husband-in-law.
--Then you will be my wife. As long as I can stay by your side, I am willing to serve you with other men.
As long as I stay by your side, I am willing to sacrifice everything... Shu Zi...
※※※
Although Yuwen Xunli's soul-calling ceremony ended without attracting anything, Xu Jitong tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. He always said that he would not do anything wrong and was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Even if he thought about it carefully, the dagger was indeed
Wuyuan stabbed him in, but if he hadn't appeared in front of Xiangli Rongde, Xiangli Rongde wouldn't have been distracted, so why was he hit by Wuyuan's knife all at once? And... that was indeed his dagger.
He took out the dagger that stabbed Xiangli Rongde to death from under the pillow. Xu Jitong felt that his hands were shaking. With such a sharp blade, how could he still be alive when the knife passed through his back?
"Master..."
Suddenly someone called him, Xu Jitong's hand trembled, and the dagger in his hand immediately fell to the bed.
Wuyuan quickly opened the door and walked in. After seeing Xu Jitong who was in a daze and the dagger that fell by the bedside, he quickly closed the door and walked over, picked up the dagger and hid it in his arms: "Master, what's wrong with you? Tonight.
Nothing happened?"
"But Xunjun said that Rongjun is not dead!" Xu Jitong looked at Wuyuan and spoke in a lowered voice, "You should have seen that scene. I still feel scared when I think about it..."
"Have lingering fears?" Wuyuan snorted coldly, "Master, how on earth do you have lingering fears? I was the one who did it, and now I don't have the slightest fear. You are just scared after seeing such a little illusion. What will happen in the future?"
Should I be a Zhengjun or even Huangzhengjun? "Shu Zi, I will never regret letting you become Ranluo!
After Xiahou Yazhuo took a deep look at Xiahou Ranluo who was lying on Zhuoyun's back, he turned over and lay down. The bed and quilt were filled with her warmth. It was warm, and even his heart was warm.
stand up.
--Sister, you are very beautiful. Are you a fairy?
That was the first thing Shu Zi said to him when she saw him. At that time, he had black hair and black eyes. Apart from his handsome face and long youth, he didn't have much that was obviously different from ordinary people.
place.
I remember that time when Shuzi was running around in the forest and lost his footing and fell down the hillside, Xiahou Yazhuo, who was chasing a spiritual bird, rescued the ugly but simple and kind-hearted woman. She held his Chang's hair and asked softly
Is he a fairy...?
--I am a man.
If it were normal, everyone who regarded him as a female celebrity would be cursed by him, but facing Shu Zi, he could only emphasize with a gentle smile.
--But you are so beautiful. The storyteller on the street said that all the immortals in heaven are beautiful, but the evil spirits in hell look just like me.
In fact, Shu Zi only has the mind of a five-year-old, but she can still distinguish between beauty and ugliness.
--But in my eyes, you are the most beautiful woman in the world.
Yes, Xiahou Yazou never liked lying. Although he often lied, he promised that it was his truth.
In that mountain forest, he stood on the top of the hillside with Shuzi, who was dressed in purple and had a ferocious face, and then he said the words that changed his life.
--My name is Xiahou Yazuo, will you be my wife?
--But I am already Yang Hyun's wife, and Yang Hyun said that he is my only husband-in-law.
--Then you will be my wife. As long as I can stay by your side, I am willing to serve you with other men.
As long as I stay by your side, I am willing to sacrifice everything... Shu Zi...
※※※
Although Yuwen Xunli's soul-calling ceremony ended without attracting anything, Xu Jitong tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. He always said that he would not do anything wrong and was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Even if he thought about it carefully, the dagger was indeed
Wuyuan stabbed him in, but if he hadn't appeared in front of Xiangli Rongde, Xiangli Rongde wouldn't have been distracted, so why was he hit by Wuyuan's knife all at once? And... that was indeed his dagger.
He took out the dagger that stabbed Xiangli Rongde to death from under the pillow. Xu Jitong felt that his hands were shaking. With such a sharp blade, how could he still be alive when the knife passed through his back?
"Master..."
Suddenly someone called him, Xu Jitong's hand trembled, and the dagger in his hand immediately fell to the bed.
Wuyuan quickly opened the door and walked in. After seeing Xu Jitong who was in a daze and the dagger that fell by the bedside, he quickly closed the door and walked over, picked up the dagger and hid it in his arms: "Master, what's wrong with you? Tonight.
Nothing happened?"
"But Xunjun said that Rongjun is not dead!" Xu Jitong looked at Wuyuan and spoke in a lowered voice, "You should have seen that scene. I still feel scared when I think about it..."
"Have lingering fears?" Wuyuan snorted coldly, "Master, how on earth do you have lingering fears? I was the one who did it, and now I don't have the slightest fear. You are just scared after seeing such a little illusion. What will happen in the future?"
Should I be a Zhengjun or even an Emperor Zhengjun?"
