Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The white tiger is silent and motionless, its beautiful fur is soft and spongy, and its round ears are moving slightly.

The wind outside was strong, and as soon as the window was opened, the cold wind roared in, causing the curtains in the hall to sway like waves.

Bai Hu was quiet for a while, then jumped down from the royal desk.

On the royal desk, the candlelight in the lampshade flickered.

The moment she landed, her goose-feather white dress slightly dragged to the ground. Her delicate white feet, stepping on the cold ground, were even more dazzlingly white, as beautiful as gelatin.

The beauty in plain gauze clothes and bare feet came slowly.

Dressed in cool crescent white, her beautiful and charming face adds a touch of elegance and hazyness, making her even more stunning.

Her long green silk hair was spread out and rested on her slender waist, pressed against her plain face.

While looking at the beauty, those extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with amorous feelings.

When you look at it, it is so focused and gentle that you can't help but sink into it and lose your mind.

This is her true appearance in this world. Although her eyebrows and eyes are similar, she is more beautiful and gorgeous than Chu Yang in the daytime.

It almost makes people lose their soul and spirit, making it difficult to restrain themselves.

Que Yan stared at her calmly, his eyes dark and deep.

He didn't speak, but watched her approach step by step and came to him.

Stand still, lightly open your red lips,

"My name is Yun Si."

The beauty raised her plain white hand, and her thin sleeves moved like flowing clouds, like the gentle wind.

"I was born in Yantai Mountain, and my family is also in a cave on Yantai Mountain."

Her warm hand covered the back of his hand, held it gently, and used his hand to slowly close the window.

"Three years ago, when I cultivated my human form, I wanted to see the human world. Unexpectedly, when I was going down the mountain, I happened to bump into the poor Princess Chu Yang. She was sent up the mountain to mourn the Queen Mother."

She raised her head slightly, looked at him warmly with clear and beautiful eyes, and spoke softly,

"It was a coincidence that Princess Chu Yang died in the sedan chair due to heart palpitations. Out of curiosity, I simply buried her, then transformed into Princess Chu Yang and entered the Daxiangguo Temple in her place. "

"So, Your Majesty, I am actually a demon."

She grabbed his hand bit by bit, then put his hand on her face, tilted her head slightly, and rubbed it.

"Sorry, I am a tiger demon, not a human being, and I am not the real Princess Chu Yang. I lied to you and everyone."

Her face felt delicate and soft, and when she rubbed it against his palm, her beautiful pearly eyes showed a hint of dependence.

Her eyelashes were trembling, and she seemed a little nervous, but her bare hands were warm, just like the temperature in this palace.

"Your Majesty, you have discovered it a long time ago, right?" She looked into his unfathomable phoenix eyes and asked softly.

The emperor didn't answer, his deep gaze stayed on her face, and her emotion was still so light that it was hard to fathom.

His mind was so heavy that no one knew what he was thinking about now.

He smelled of inhumane coldness, even his palms were ice, not warm at all.

Yun Si's eyes darkened slightly, she pursed her lips, and subconsciously rubbed his palm again.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

She was a little tentative.

Was her previous judgment wrong?

The little goblin looked at his appearance and suddenly began to doubt himself.