Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The maids were still carefully helping her spread the skirt on the floor, letting the long skirt trail.

The queen who is about to be canonized has a neck as long as jade and is as white as snow.

She stared at the picture in the bronze mirror and thought of something. Then she raised her hand and touched her eyebrows.

The fingertips were gentle and caressing, as if they were touching something.

In Changle Palace, when the emperor arrived, the maids saw him and bowed quietly, then withdrew.

The phoenix skirt is long, the wedding dress is like fire, and the beauty stands quietly in front of the mirror. She is so beautiful that it makes people lose their heart and soul.

The emperor stood there and stared for a long time.

Then, he came closer and hugged her from behind.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

He put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms completely.

The scent of ambergris enveloped her, and in the bronze mirror, the man was pressing against her cheek, with a hint of their ears and temples rubbing against each other.

Yun Si came back to her senses and looked at him in the bronze mirror calmly.

She pursed her lips slightly, and her white fingertips covered his palm.

"Can you give me some flowers?" she asked softly.

The emperor paused, "Huadian?"

"That's it, draw a flower on my forehead."

"Red flowers." Yun Si looked at him with clear and bright eyes, with a bit of expectation, "Is it okay?"

A delicate and charming beauty, her brows are always extremely vivid.

Like a bright fire, it can burn into people's hearts unimpeded.

The emperor's deep gaze remained fixed and his mind was heavy.

After a few seconds, he placed his lips between her eyebrows, kissed her, and hummed softly.

He tightened his grip on her, like a chain, strong and powerful.

Yun Si curled her lips slightly and felt satisfied.

She is in the small world now and cannot really marry him, but

If there were flowers on her forehead, she would feel that she was really married to him, truly.

She turned around, stood on her tiptoes, and hooked her arms around his neck.

Hug him tightly, rely on him tightly.

The emperor hugged her, paused for a moment, and asked calmly,

"Are you afraid of mages?"

"Um?"

"Master, Taoist priest, monk, are you afraid?"

He stroked her back and repeated in a low voice.

Yun Si blinked, "I'm not afraid."

"Are you worried that my true colors will show up when I meet a Taoist priest or something?"

She thought about it and laughed out loud, "Don't worry, I'm very powerful, the Taoist priest's spells don't work on me."

The man didn't say anything, but hugged her tightly.

Yun Si was stunned for a moment, and she probably guessed what he was thinking, "You don't know, do you want to order the Taoist priests to be killed?"

"Why not?" He said calmly, without denying it.

Yun Si was silent, "It doesn't matter, I really don't need it."

"." The man looked at her calmly.

"Monster, aren't you afraid of Taoism?"

When Yun Si heard this, she didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

"I" she pursed her lips, "my situation is a bit special. Taoism and Buddhism are of no use to me."

"And have you ever heard of a demon slayer? Their spells don't work on me either."

Now because of Jiu Ge, although her soul body is still a demon, she always feels that she has the shadow of a god.

God is not afraid of Taoism and Buddhism, so naturally she is not afraid either.

However, I don't know how to explain this to him.

"Anyway. Anyway, I'll be fine. Just trust me, okay?"

She touched his eyebrows and spoke softly.

The man lowered his eyelids, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

He picked her up and walked to the bed.

Yun Si: "."