Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Yun Si was silent, "When you came, didn't you avoid it a little bit?"

She is also Chu Yang's identity now. If he has been alone with her for so long, isn't he afraid of rumors?

He laughed and took her finger slowly.

Like a tiny snake, it wrapped around her, with a faint voice,

"What are you afraid of?"

His words fell lightly, without any emotion.

But inexplicably, as if there is invisible pressure, pressing on people's hearts, making people tremble and conditionally want to surrender.

yes……

What are you afraid of?

Who dares to risk life and death to discuss this iron-blooded emperor?

In the face of absolute power, any rumors and rumors appear to be so vulnerable.

The man's long, dark eyes were half-concealed, and his handsome and fair face seemed to be stained with a layer of haze in the darkness, cold and heartless.

The young emperor, who controlled endless power, hooked her finger with his eyebrows and seemed a little careless.

Yun Si was silent. When she wanted to break free, she seemed to be locked and couldn't take it back.

"..." She looked at him and pursed her lips.

"Que Yan, you are so clingy."

The man paused and suddenly raised his eyes.

"Isn't it?" She raised her eyebrows, bent down, and her black hair fell on his chest.

"It's sticky, like dog-skin plaster, and I can't shake it off."

She seemed to be smiling, and a subtle smile gradually appeared in her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"." The man looked at her calmly, his eyes dark.

Yun Si leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips gently, "Okay, it's time to get up, okay?"

She smiled and her voice was as soft as cotton wool.

The end of the words was slightly elongated and raised, as if coaxing a child.

Others are afraid of him, but she is not.

She even touched his face affectionately, her brows gentle.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes darkened.

The light in the hall was dim, but he could still clearly see her clear and bright peach blossom eyes, which were as bright as a ball of fire, almost scalding people's hearts.

Maybe she never realized how beautiful her eyes were.

When he looked over, the light in his eyes was burning, and his joyful mood was never concealed.

Whether it was the unfamiliarity at the beginning, the cautiousness later, or the dependence on Bai Hu, there was always happiness for him hidden in her eyes.

Hot and hot, like a raging fire, it can break through all defenses and burn everything.

So, he knows she likes him.

Always known.

He knew it from the first moment he saw it.

Que Yanfeng's eyes were dark and deep, like a whirlpool that wanted to suck people away.

He raised his hand and covered the back of her neck.

He rubbed it gently, his voice was slightly hoarse,

"It's time for the truth about Chu Yang to come out."

He spoke softly, as if he was talking about something ordinary.

Still lying there, between his brows was the emperor's calmness and elusive oppression.

Yun Si blinked and watched him sit up, wondering, "The truth is revealed?"

"Chu Yang is dead. Do you want to take her bones back?"

The emperor looked at her calmly, "Chu Yang is a princess, how can her body be left outside?"

"Watching the mourning for my mother is certainly her fault."

In this case, it should be a funeral.

Yun Si: "."

It's obviously her fault.

She was the one who actually stayed in mourning for three years.

She didn't say anything and just bowed her head.

The fingers were tangled together, seeming a little disappointed.