Morbid pet

Changle had a dream in his sleep.

It was a deserted night. It was so quiet that no sound could be heard. It was so quiet and terrifying. A cramped and depressing feeling lingered in her chest. Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

The room was dark, with only the moonlight shining in through the window. Changle fumbled to sit up, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the table, picked up the candlestick and lit the oil lamp.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating the entire room.

After Changle saw the room clearly, she was stunned.

"Where is this?"

She murmured softly, then turned her head to look for her clothes, but suddenly froze.

There were various instruments of torture placed in the room, and there were even some whips and the like, which looked shocking.

"Ah! Die Shi! Xie Zhao! Ah Zhao! An Ying -" Chang Le screamed, then pulled the edge of the bed hard.

"Miss, you're finally awake!" A maid ran in and held Chang Le's arm in joy.

"Who are you? Where is this place?" Changle was extremely frightened. She looked at the maid in front of her uneasily. She remembered that her maid clearly didn't look like this, so why did she become like this.

The maid cried sadly, and then briefly explained the matter to Chang Le.

It turns out that today is the wedding of Chang Le and the Prince Consort. Both of them were drunk and fell asleep. When Chang Le woke up, he found that Gongsun Yu was dead.She was so frightened that she escaped from Gongsun's mansion at night.As a result, he met Xie Zhao who had just woken up halfway.

Changle seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, firmly holding the maid's arm and saying: "Take me to see your Majesty immediately!"

The maid looked at Changle hesitantly and said: "Meet Your Majesty? Princess, are you sure? Your Majesty is your biological brother, but it was he who personally betrothed you to Gongsun Gongsun. Now he is dead. According to the relationship between Your Majesty and Gongsun Gongsun, you There is no escaping punishment.”

Changle frowned. Do Li Tianren and Gongsun Yu have a good relationship?She asked again: "What about Xie Zhao? Is he the governor?"

The maid felt that Chang Le must have drunk too much, so he spoke so confusingly, "Your Highness, he is the admiral of Dongchang. Have you lost your memory?"

The confusion in Changle's eyes deepened, "No, I just drank too much. Take me to see him."

The maid nodded and became silent. "good."

It's so grotesque!

Although she has been married five times, she has never married a member of the Gongsun family!Not to mention Gongsun Yu, and
Gongsun Yu has been dead for two years.

The more Chang Le thought about it, the more depressed he became.

She only knew that she had fallen into another nightmare. She wanted to break free, but every cell in her body was constantly resisting, so she had to take one step at a time.

The maid whose name she couldn't tell took Chang Le all the way through the long corridor of the house and walked into a secluded thatched cottage. A strong smell of alcohol hit her. It was Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao: "Who is it?"

Changle was almost awakened by Xie Zhao's sword, but she instinctively avoided the deadly weapon. She looked at Xie Zhao's face at that time. Indeed, something was different. His eyes looked at Changle so coldly. That was not it. The way Xie Zhao looked at her on weekdays.The light in Chang Le's eyes gradually dimmed, and she said warmly: "Are you Xie Zhao?"

"You go out first and watch the door for us." Changle turned his head and said to the maid. There was no light in the thatched house. The only light was the moonlight from outside. The delicate and beautiful face was obscured under the moonlight. Originally, The vermilion lips also seemed to be stained with a layer of autumn frost, making the color dull and dull.

"But."

The maid hesitantly wanted to talk about the relationship between men and women, but neither of the two masters was a stickler for rules, so they had to hesitate for a moment and then withdrew.

Changle took Xie Zhao's arm and said, "Zhou Yu or Xie Zhao?"

Xie Zhao had drunk too much and his mind was in a state of confusion, but today was a big day for him. The woman he loved most was getting married. He was already too depressed, so he came over to drink from outside the wedding hall alone. Even now, he is still drinking. Before he could figure out what happened, the man in the dream ran over to him and asked, "Is it Zhou Yu or Xie Zhao?"

So familiar.

It feels so strange again.

Xie Zhao was not sure for a moment, but he was worried that there was a scam, so he just said: "Xie Zhao."

Changle was once again convinced that Xie Zhao in this world did not love him anymore.

She sighed, opened her arms as if accepting her fate, and tilted her head to smile at Xie Zhao. It was actually very strange. In the dark, a pretty woman in a bright red wedding dress smiled at him, with dried blood stains on her body. The breeze came in waves.

Xie Zhao thinks Changle is a monster.

He took half a step back, "What do you mean? Your Highness?"

Changle still stretched out his arms with his left hand, and pointed at the sword at his waist with his right hand, "Kill me."

Xie Zhao:! ! !
Xie Zhao:? ? ?
Xie Zhao: "Your Highness, you have drunk too much. I will help you go back to rest."

Changle's self-awareness is getting stronger and stronger. She always carries accessories to get rid of her inner demons, and now they are of use. She is addicted to hysterical powder. This ingredient is also found in beauty pills, but if she takes too much, she will die. , last time she also used this kind of powder to deceive others. There is no point in standing by the river without getting your shoes wet. Now it was her turn to fall into it.

Fortunately, once you have encountered it, you are not afraid anymore.She knew that the only way out of this nightmare now was death.

As long as Xie Zhao kills her, she can return to the real world, very quickly and roughly.

Xie Zhao never made any move. He held the hilt of the sword with his left hand and never pulled it out.

Chang Le urged: "Hurry up! Why are you dawdling?"

Xie Zhao shook his head, "No."

Chang Le persuaded me with good words, "Thank you, Governor. Look, I just killed my husband. I am a heinous and bad woman. If you don't kill me tonight, I will be humiliated by those noble ministers tomorrow morning." It will be very painful for me to die by then. Why don't you give me a good time now, and I will thank you even if I am a ghost."

Xie Zhao looked at Chang Le in surprise, "Did you kill Gongsun Yu?"

Changle nodded and said calmly: "Yes."

Xie Zhao frowned, "Gongsun Yu is one of the best masters in the Ming Dynasty. You can kill him, that's awesome."

Changle: "Are I discussing the master's issue with you now? Come on, if you don't do it, I'll do it myself." As he said that, he was about to pull out the sword and slash at himself.

Xie Zhao blocked her movement, "I'll take you out of here now. You won't die. Trust me."

Chang Le was about to cry, "Brother! I really don't want to live anymore, just let me die."

Xie Zhao insisted: "You are a noble person with golden branches and jade leaves, so you cannot die."

Changle had no choice but to follow Xie Zhao.

She observed Xie Zhao's expression as she walked, and found that he had been tense and looked very alert, so Chang Le deliberately slowed down his pace, pretending to be weak, and approached Xie Zhao lightly. .

Xie Zhao felt her approaching and immediately looked at him warily, "What are you going to do?"

Chang Le hooked his neck, leaned close to his ear and breathed Rulan: "What do you want me to do? You are Xie Zhao, don't you remember?"

Xie Zhao was stunned for a moment when he heard her words, and looked at Chang Le carefully. She was wearing a bright red wedding robe, with her hair disheveled, a smile on her lips, and her eyes were so enchanting that his breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Your Highness," he shouted.

Changle smiled and suddenly pushed him away, "What did you call me?"

Xie Zhao stared at Chang Le blankly.

"You call me Your Highness?"

Xie Zhao nodded.

Changle burst out laughing, "Xie Zhao, have you forgotten how you asked to marry me? You said you would never abandon me in this life! Have you forgotten? You even ignored the emperor's order for me. Yes, why did you forget?" Chang Le's voice was extremely sad, with a hint of ridicule. She looked up at Xie Zhao, "Tell me why?"

She said the most terrifying words with the purest face. "In my previous life, you obviously loved me very much."

Xie Zhao's face was pale, with sweat on his forehead. Chang Le took the opportunity to put his hand on his chest.

Xie Zhao's body stiffened.

"Are you not good enough?" Changle leaned into his ear and blew hot air ambiguously, "Is it because you agreed to my engagement that you reluctantly stayed with me?"

Xie Zhao's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he was caught in some kind of memory. He grabbed Chang Le's arm fiercely, "Let's get married, Chang Le, let's get married! I've really liked you for a long time." By the end, my voice was almost choked. "I've liked you for a long time," he repeated.

Chang Le's face instantly darkened, and she threw away Xie Zhao's arm. Now was not the time to talk about love. Besides, she didn't think the person in the dream would follow the storyline she wanted. As Xie Zhao walked down, there might be mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead of him. Instead of suffering here, it would be better to find a way to go back early.So Chang Le's tone became a little more serious, "Go away, who do you think you are? Why do you want to marry me? Who do you think you are?" She looked at him and narrowed her eyes, "Don't you want to kill me for revenge? ?”

"No, I don't want to hurt you." Xie Zhao murmured, "I really don't want to kill you."

Chang Le smiled, but tears fell down her cheeks. Her eyes were red, and she looked at Xie Zhao, "Kill me! Xie Zhao, you said you love me, just kill me. I'm not from here. We You will be happy in another world, you know?"

"I"

Seeing that he was still hesitant, Chang Le couldn't bear it any longer. She threw herself on Xie Zhao and bit the poison hidden in his cuffs. The poison quickly spread throughout her body. Almost in the blink of an eye, the corners of her lips The blood overflowed and dyed the bright red clothes. The golden peony pattern on her chest became even deeper, layer by layer, rendering it on her clothes, creating an indescribable and thrilling beauty.

She let go of her teeth and looked at Xie Zhao with a flowery smile, "I love you, Azhao, I hate you, and I want to kill you." She closed her eyes and stopped breathing.

Xie Zhao knelt and sat there dullly for a long time before slowly lowering his eyelids. Tears dripped from his eyes and fell on Chang Le's body. With trembling hands, he picked up Chang Le and carefully placed him on the bed.

Too many things happened during this period, and Xie Zhao couldn't bear it for a while. He lay on Chang Le's pillow and cried bitterly. Chang Le died.

"Am I wrong?"

"Am I really wrong?"

Xie Zhao was crying, suddenly covered his face, shrugged his shoulders, and choked with sobs, "Chu Chu."