Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Yun Si stared at the wall for a long time.

Because she was thinking about someone behind her, and because she was always thinking about A Li, she never felt sleepy.

Occasionally, when her body felt sore and she wanted to move her limbs, she would rub them silently without making any sound.

She lay there for a long time, thinking about A Li.

Although A Li was not dead, he was just living in her body, but after thinking about it, she still felt a little sad.

I clearly promised to treat him well at the beginning, but in the end...

I always feel like I owe him something.

Yun Si sighed inwardly, leaning her head against the cold wall and saying nothing.

She lay quietly for a long time, until the light outside almost turned on, and then she felt a little sleepy.

His head swelled slightly and he yawned silently.

She closed her eyes and when she was finally about to fall asleep, she squeezed her sore shoulders and tucked her quilt in.

She was thinking vaguely that she would never sleep in this bed tomorrow even if she died.

After lying there all night, I felt uncomfortable all over.

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Yun Si slept until noon.

It was three o'clock in the morning, but no one came to call her.

Until I finally woke up, hugged the quilt, opened my eyes, and saw that the place beside me was empty, and Yin Ci was not there.

So, she closed her eyes, rolled around comfortably, occupied the entire bed, and continued to sleep.

He didn't realize at all that the pillow he was resting on was Yin Ci's pillow.

In the afternoon, the Lord Palace Master went to visit An Chi who was seriously injured.

An Chi suffered serious internal injuries and was leaning on the bed, his face pale and bloodless.

His hair was a mess, and he kept combing it and looking in the mirror.

Obviously the most nervous thing is his appearance.

The palace master stood in front of the bed, looking at him and wanting to laugh.

An Chi looked in the mirror and drew her eyebrows. He glanced at her and said angrily, "What? If you don't hang out with that pretty boy, you suddenly have time to see me again?"

"Anzhi, please speak nicely."

An Chi snorted and took a closer look at the shape of his eyebrows.

"However, I heard An Xiao said that the pretty boy is willing to stay. Looking at it this way, is it possible, Palace Master, did you really take him down?"

"You don't seem to want me to win?"

"How could it be? It's not too late for me to be happy."

An Chi put down the mirror, raised her orchid finger, and was angry.

"If he can really be taken down by you, the Palace Master, it means that there is another layer of protection in Fusang Palace."

"Although Yin Ci has been hidden from the world since his early years and rarely appears, I fought with him yesterday and I know a thing or two about the depth of his internal power."

"Although I became his defeated opponent, I have to say that I still like playing against such people. I always find it very challenging."

An Chi narrowed his eyes with an expression of enjoyment.

"When, Palace Master, you take him down and make him your male favorite, I will be able to consult with him about everything, so that my days in Fuso Palace won't be so boring."

"You think so? Palace Master."

Yun Si twitched the corners of her lips: "...Male...favorite?"

"Of course, otherwise, could it be possible, Palace Master, that you still want to marry that Yin Ci?"

An Chi snorted coldly and continued to pick up the mirror and look at himself.

"It's not impossible to marry, but those who are so arrogant and polite may not be willing to agree."

"After all, he is a man, how can he talk about getting married?"