The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 816 Maybe everything will turn around eventually.

In other words, this is simply impossible.

But Rong Jingshen still had hope in his heart, maybe, one day, she would come back.

But this hope is too slim, equal to zero.

Tian Qing looked at his disappointed face, and couldn't bear to make things worse, and said, "Your Majesty, maybe everything will turn around."

Just like... In his dream, he dreamed that the Queen and Chu Xi had successfully switched bodies.

But in the past few days, I had a dream about the death of the queen's soul.

It is very unstable.

"A turning point...heh." Rong Jingshen laughed at himself, "Zhen, should I kill you?"

Lie to him again and again.

Tian Qing was silent for a moment, with a look of generosity to die, "If Your Majesty feels better, then kill me."

Fu Yan's expression was full of displeasure. These days, he found that this witch doctor who came from afar from Yangpingguan knew a lot and was quite interesting.

He couldn't help saying, "Your Majesty, you did this all by yourself, so you can't blame Tian Qing."

"The queen will die, and you should also be responsible." Rong Jingshen's eyelids lifted slightly, "I killed you, and it's not bad to pay homage to her."

Fu Yan: "..."

never mind.He still didn't say anything.

Three months later.

Chu Xi appeared in Chang'an wearing a smoky blue Confucian skirt, and it was raining today.

Even though Chongkui was holding an umbrella for her, and she was walking with her skirt, the skirt was still wet.

Bad weather, bad mood, and a man with short eyes bumped into her and stepped on her.

Then he walked away proudly.

The embroidered shoes are full of mud, as ugly as you can get.

Chu Xi was so angry that she was half dead.

Chongkui's clothes were also splashed with mud, she comforted Chu Xi and said, "Miss, bear with it."

"understood."

Chu Xi came to Chang'an not to see the depth of the scene, but...

I want to visit Chu Huaiyuan's grave.

Before the original owner died, Chu Huaiyuan was the one who worried the most.

So here she is.

Chu Huaiyuan's tomb is on the outskirts of Chang'an, and one needs to pass through a dense swordwood forest to get there.

Chu Xi hired a carriage and sat in it with Chongkui.

It was isolated from the beating of wind and rain, but because of the rain, the road was difficult to walk, and the carriage sank into a deep pit halfway.

Chu Xi couldn't help wondering if it was not appropriate to go out today.

A lot of bad luck.

The mood is not beautiful anymore.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Chongkui hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car, and asked the driver who was sweating profusely, "Uncle, how long will this car...be able to go?"

The uncle was covered in water, even the bottom of his trousers was dripping, the rain made him almost unable to open his eyes, and he replied with difficulty, "Miss, please be safe, I am working hard!"

It is summer.

The weather is a bit muggy, with heavy rain and thunder that is common.

It's just that today, for some reason, the horse doesn't obey at all.

Run specifically into the pit.

Coincidentally, there was another thunder explosion in the sky, and Chu Xi's eardrums were shocked.

She lifted the curtain of the car, and there were very sparse trees on both sides of the road.

It should be there soon.

"Chongkui, let's go over there."

"Miss, but it is raining heavily outside, and you will get wet."

This whole day has been so unlucky.

Chu Xi tried her best to resist the urge to curse, and took the umbrella in the carriage to go out.

"I don't want to waste any more time."

Chongkui's shoulders were already wet from the rain, but she didn't care too much, and said, "Miss.

There's still some miles to go. "

Chu Xi didn't answer her, but her eyes shifted to another direction.

A galloping horse.

And immediately sat a man in a coir raincoat.

(End of this chapter)