Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He was instantly recognisably familiar.

His eyes immediately turned red.

It's... it's her——

It was she who saved him!

He remembers, he remembers clearly——

So, is that person her?

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The scene changes.

The young master, who had just escaped from danger, was frightened after all. He stretched his legs weakly and ran towards the direction of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

There are many people on the street, and there are many prostitutes running around wantonly, teasing men everywhere.

He shook his hands and picked up the veil to cover his face.

He chose a road guarded by officials and ran all the way, like a frightened deer.

Almost everyone could see his panic and fear.

As if being bullied.

He was so nervous that he didn't notice that a red figure followed him not far or near.

Like a shadow, following him silently.

Keeping an appropriate distance, not choosing to disturb, it seemed that he was just guarding silently.

Follow him until he finally enters the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The figure stopped and did not move forward.

Silent protection, no one knows.

Only the poor little one followed her all the way and wanted to hold her hand.

The little pity didn't know that this was a dream, he was stuck behind her like a little tail that couldn't be shaken off.

Reaching out, wanting to hold her hand, wanting to hug her.

"Si Si..."

"Sisi, please pay attention to me..."

He seemed on the verge of tears.

Crystal warm tears hung pitifully in his eyes, his nose and lips were red.

Whining, I tried to grab her hand, but couldn't.

He is empty and cannot catch her.

I could only smell the familiar and warm scent of her body.

He likes it, he likes it so much.

The deserted man in fiery red clothes stood quietly outside the Prime Minister's Mansion for a while, as if he didn't notice him.

No matter how he called her or tried to catch her, it was useless.

She couldn't hear him, she couldn't see him.

The aggrieved little pitiful boy burst into tears.

"Si Si... I want to hug..."

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The screen changes again.

With tears in his eyes, the young master suddenly arrived at the palace.

He had come in a few times during his brother's wedding in the huge and fortified palace. He was somewhat familiar with it, but still unfamiliar.

It’s so strange that I don’t know how to get there, and I don’t know where this place is.

When he saw Her Majesty the Empress in the silent room, he subconsciously wanted to run away.

But the next second, she broke in.

He broke in from the outside, he was covered in air-conditioning, his usually warm and smiling peach blossom eyes were as cold as ice, and he was full of evil aura.

Holding a weapon, his body was red and flamboyant.

The little pitiful boy who was crying was stunned for a moment.

Watching her, she broke in from the outside and was extremely courageous, confronting the empress directly.

She was making a request to Her Majesty the Empress, requesting that the young master of the Prime Minister's Palace marry her.

If you don’t marry, you will directly start a rebellion!

These four words are upright and powerful, a threat and a warning.

Rebellious and unruly, offending Long Yan.

She seemed crazy, but she didn't seem crazy either.

Her Majesty the Empress was so angry that she picked up the inkstone on the desk and threw her.

She stood still and carried it alive.

Everything is for that engagement.

The engagement that he cried and made fuss about was the result of her taking the risk of losing her head.

His forehead was hit by the cold and hard inkstone, and blood flowed from it.

She stood still and let the blood flow.

Dressed all in red, her beauty is flamboyant.

I don’t know whose eyes it warmed.