My husband is born again

Chapter 817 Invitation

After Ruan Ling got dressed, thinking that there was nothing important right now, she decided to go there.

She didn't ride a donkey either, and directly used the cloud vertical technique to fly to Wanju Villa.

It's already the middle of winter.

It is snowing, and the mountains and plains are covered with snow, which is so beautiful.

Ruan Ling landed at the gate of the villa, with a layer of snow on her head and shoulders.

She patted the snowflakes on her shoulders, breathed in the clear air, and admired the snow scene. Suddenly, she felt a lot more cheerful, and the resentment caused by Hades disappeared instantly.

She felt that the underworld, the underworld, really couldn't stay there often, otherwise all good people would turn into ghosts.

Still a grudge!

I can't blame the Three Realms for yearning for the human world.

The great rivers and mountains in the world, the spring flowers and winter snow, the beautiful characters, the love and hatred, the magnificence, can fascinate all gods.

She climbed up the steps, stepped on the snow and walked to the gate of the villa.

But I saw Pu Zihuang in a red robe standing in front of a red plum.

The plum blossoms are also covered with snow.

He raised his face, gently pinched a plum blossom with his slender fingers, the expression on his face was deep and distant.

It seems that there is still a trace of... melancholy?
Ruan Ling had never seen such an expression on his face.

She stood and admired the beauty of the peacock for a while, then walked forward and said with a smile, "Mr. Zihuang is so elegant."

Pu Zihuang looked back and saw her, the gloomy and sad look on her face had disappeared, and the gentleness of the past had returned.

He picked a small plum blossom casually, walked up to Ruan Ling, and said with a smile, "Why do you come to me like this?"

She looks like Ruan Nannan now.

Ruan Ling smiled and said: "It's hard to say. You can look at my body if you want, as long as you don't be afraid to scare yourself."

"Oh?" Pu Zihuang became interested, "What has become of you? I'm feeling bored, show me now."

Ruan Ling didn't care about showing him her ugly appearance, and immediately changed into her real body and stood in front of him.

Pu Zihuang looked at the ugly and thin little ghost in black shirt in front of him, he was stunned for a while, and then burst out laughing.

His smiling eyebrows almost flew out: "How did you become so ugly? It's too ugly..."

Although Ruan Ling didn't care, he kept laughing and laughing, which finally made her angry.

"Have you laughed enough? It's okay, I'll go back!" She turned around and walked away.

"Don't, don't..." Pu Zihuang hastily held back her laugh, "I have something important to tell you."

"Looking at you smiling like a flower, it means it doesn't matter at all."

"It doesn't matter to me, but it is more important to you." Pu Zihuang said seriously, "Tomorrow, can you accompany me to a banquet?"

Ruan Ling waved her hand: "Unfortunately, I have other plans for tomorrow."

"What are your plans?"

"I'm going to Kunlun Mountain."

"Really?" Pu Zihuang raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that Queen Mother Xi invited you too?"

"No, why would they invite me to be a little city god..." Ruan Ling suddenly realized something was wrong as she spoke, and she looked at Pu Zihuang, "You just said that? Could it be that...tomorrow you will also go to Kunlun Mountain?"

"Yes." Pu Zihuang smiled and shook the feather fan, "Since you can go by yourself, then forget it."

He turned and walked into the house.

Ruan Ling came to her senses and hurried to catch up: "Jun Zihuang, Zihuang Jun, please speak up if you have something to say."

Pu Zihuang walked slowly, and said with a gentle smile, "Don't worry, I invited you to go with me."

Ruan Ling was pleasantly surprised: "Can Zihuang-jun really take me there?"

(End of this chapter)