Stunning at Every Step: Sheng Chong Ghost Princess

Chapter 294
Of course, birthday reincarnation doesn't mean that you can change it just by saying it, but you have to say this to stop this girl's film.

Sure enough, Zhao Mingyue's body was stiff for a while, and she turned her head flexibly and stretched out, and saluted with both hands: "Please make it easy for His Majesty the Ghost King, Mingyue will definitely thank you sincerely in the future, as long as Mingyue can afford what your Majesty wants, he will definitely be generous."

Is it really a rote with a good glance?Hou Xiri squinted at her: "Smart words are stingy, I've heard them too much, it's not sincere."

Your uncle, she copied and pasted her own words, and he copied and pasted the pirated Onikawa's words, okay?
He just wants to see her wagging her tail and begging for mercy?Do you have to be treated like Onikawa? !

Throw your sleeves and leave!He likes to make trouble with himself, she is not as boring as him when she is full!

But, can Meng Lu's affairs still be done?

……manage.

Just thinking of pulling Hou XiZhou's sleeves makes me feel weird.

It's strange, she can brazenly pull anyone's sleeves, but there is an awkward barrier between Hou Xi and Day, as if she will lose if she does so, or as if she will miss something if she does so Same.

Just like the last time I asked him for help in Xie Zhi prison, it was especially hurtful to my self-esteem...it could directly trigger some kind of panic and compromise in my heart.

She is thinking too much!
Why don't you just pull up your sleeves anyway?
Just treat this guy as a rock!
Mingyue walked over stiffly, and grabbed his sleeve: "Please..." It was still too disturbing, and the sound broke!Mingyue took a deep breath and tugged on his sleeve, never NG!

"Please, please brother Xizhou, can you help Mingyue once?"

After she finished speaking, her face flushed suddenly, disgusted, but she still looked at him with that unnatural face, and she tensed up in embarrassment, and grabbed his sleeve fiercely.

He was also dazzled to see the moving expression behind Hou Xiri's mask, and his eyes were distorted and softened, and he said in a low voice.

"it is good."

Mingyue stared blankly at him for a while, recalling that good word several times in her mind, she suddenly threw away his sleeves, and regained her proud look: "When will it be done?"

Turn your face like this? "What time do you want?"

She wasn't used to him when he made things difficult for others, and she wasn't used to him when he didn't make things difficult for others!
Zhangkou still wanted to say something, but finally said: "Then I will ask for it at noon tomorrow."

"it is good."

Mingyue turned her head and wanted to leave, but she turned around and saluted after thinking of something: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

When she walked out of the door, Mingyue stopped, looked down at her toes, and felt a trace of remorse in her heart, why did she have to be so pretentious in front of the ghost face?
This kind of mood is like being given a gift by a very bully boy in class at the age of first love, disgusting and slightly vain.

Feng Linyuan watched her stop and droop her eyes from a distance, this time she didn't go up to ask her what happened, but just watched her pat her cheek and strode towards him, then asked with a smile: "How is it? Is it going well?"

"Well, at noon tomorrow."

"...Well, let's get in the car."

On the carriage going back, Zhao Mingyue's gaze stayed outside the window for a long time, and her thoughts drifted to the far past for some reason, recalling the scene of her coaxing Chu Ziyan at that time.

... "Mingyue replaces "Young Master" with my name in the previous sentence, and say it again."

... "Really, since meeting Ziyan, Mingyue hasn't seen a better-looking person. No, all the people she has met are not as good-looking as Ziyan from Mingyue's family."

Chu Ziyan likes to hear her words the most.

Tried and tried.

The corner of Mingyue's mouth suddenly curved into a slight smile.

The skylight shone in from the car window, falling on the corners of her lips, her long eyelashes slightly covered her beautiful eyes, her eyes were unfocused and blurred, she was immersed in a world that only she knew.

Fenglinyuan suddenly felt that she was close at hand but far away in the world.

He wanted to call her, but he couldn't bear to disturb her stolen leisure time.

There was a patrolling ghost passing by outside, and seeing Mingyue by the window retreating to the side to salute, Mingyue came back to her senses, why did she suddenly think of that?

Perhaps it was because Meng Lu came back and saw his old friend, so it was inevitable that he would think of Chu Ziyan more often.Sensing Fenglinyuan's gaze, she looked over, seeing his weird expression, she apologized and said:
"Tomorrow afternoon."

It seems that this girl is very distracted.

"I didn't ask anything, and the owner of this answer has already said, you... didn't you meet Onikawa just now?"

"Oh, it's Onikawa."

"Oh?" Feng Lingyuan just smiled faintly, leaned forward slightly, turned his head to look out of the window and stopped talking to Mingyue, the wind blew over his face, blowing over his seemingly unchanging gentle expression for thousands of years.

Mingyue felt that this person was very close and within reach, but she never really understood him.

She also turned her gaze out of the window and said nothing more.

noon of the next day.

It's still the other shore where the manjusawa are blooming, and the quiet river of forgetfulness.

A tall figure by the river of Wangchuan, a delicate and gentle woman stood facing each other, the woman looked up at the man and said: "Husband actually doesn't need to take a trip, it will only add sadness."

Meng Lu's tough facial features looked particularly gloomy today, but he kept a calm appearance, as if it was just a two-day journey for his wife.

"Don't miss me, I'm fine. You and I can rest assured, Mingyue said, you will be born into the daughter of An Guohou's mansion. An Guohou already has four sons, and the only one who is looking forward to having a daughter. My mother and four elder brothers love me and grow up safely and healthily, and I will still give birth to a beautiful girl..."

Meng Lu usually doesn't speak well, this paragraph is the most sensational he has ever said, so his eyes were red from being moved, and then he grinned, showing a clumsy look of concern.

Li Xiuxiu's lips moved slightly: "It was Xiuxiu who failed her husband..."

Before finishing speaking, Meng Lu put his hand on her lips: "Don't leave crying, Xiuxiu, my wife, the next life will be safe."

Li Xiuxiu threw herself into his arms.

I clearly like this person very much, but why can't I break free from the call of fate?If the love is not deep, how can the heart be broken after separation?

It was agreed not to cry, but the hot tears still wet Meng Lu's chest.

Meng Lu hugged the person in his arms tightly, raised his hand and quietly wiped away the tears on his face.

The ghost messenger in white at the side said politely: "Miss the official, the time has come, we have to cross the bridge."

People and ghosts on the bridge of Naihe are heartbroken.

After drinking Mengpo soup, the past and the past are all fleeting, no, not even fleeting, but forever forgotten, becoming a stranger between the past life and the present life.

Mingyue, Fenglinyuan, and Kongyinxue stood among the red flowers, leaving all the time for the two who were about to say goodbye forever.But time flies by like a fleeting moment.

Mingyue didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to let Menglu witness all this.

But I couldn't help but think, when Chu Ziyan walked up the Naihe Bridge alone, how was he alone?What kind of person will he become in his next life?Has anyone produced beautiful and healthy dolls now?

Mingyue suddenly turned and left.

Seeing this, Kong Yinxue immediately wanted to follow.

Fenglinyuan hugged Kongyinxue's shoulders, looked at Menglu's back and said, "Let her go."

This blood-red flower has a very delicate name called Manzhushahua, but Mingyue prefers to call it Bianhuahua.

On the other side, the flowers are in full bloom, and even the white snow can't cover her unfeeling, blood-like romance.

In fact, it is true, there is nothing wrong with letting Meng Lu take a trip, at least Meng Lu knows that his wife who is his companion in this life will grow up safely in the next life with no worries about food and clothing, so he can feel at ease.

It's just that after she dies, she takes off the appearance of "Murong Yingzhen", passes by the other side full of red flowers, and walks on the bridge of Naihe, who else will recognize her?Will there be someone who, like Meng Lu, will send her off for the last time and tell her who will get her in the next life?
When the wind blows.

In the sea of ​​flowers, countless red petals blew from behind her, her long hair and skirt flew forward, and Mingyue raised her head in the direction of the flying flowers.

A tall and straight black figure stood in the sea of ​​red flowers. The wind with red petals blowing his black hair and clothes fluttered in the face. The two stood in the sea of ​​red flowers and looked at each other from a distance.

He looked at her self-deprecating sadness that she had no time to clean up, and walked towards her.

And all she saw was that cold mask, Mingyue's face returned to normal when the corner of her mouth moved, and she bowed her hands to salute him.

Hou Xizhou walked past him without stopping: "As an onmyoji, you still can't see through life and death?"

"Onmyouji is just an individual, so naturally he can't reach the realm of a king. Human beings are like ants to you. Naturally, you don't mind anyone's life or death." There was a hint of sarcasm in the words.

Hou Xiri didn't care, walked two steps and stopped to look at Meng Lu beside the Sansheng Stone by the Naihe Bridge, and looked at Li Xiuxiu who had disappeared like a rock.

Seeing the bloody petals under his footsteps, and looking at her own feet, in the three worlds there are only the weak and the strong, if the flowers under her feet have the heart, she must feel that she is the same as Hou Xiri, trampling on them .

A lot of hatred towards Hou XiZhou is nothing more than because I can't do anything to him. In the end, there is only one reason for my defeat, not being strong enough.

But she who is not strong enough insists on showing a strong self-esteem in front of him, this is the only thing she can do, right?
"If I don't have the power of consonance, will you still save me?"

Hou Xizhou's back is like a stone: "If you don't have a soul, even if you walk across the Naihe bridge, you will never meet this king."

Yes, it does.

Without the power of consonance, she is nothing.

Why did she say such a topic beyond her control, Mingyue curled her lips in self-deprecating manner, speechless.

Hou Xizhou asked, "What kind of person do you want to be in your next life?"

"Hmph." Mingyue chuckled, "Ghost King wants to arrange a good pregnancy for me?"

"...At least this can satisfy you."

"No." Mingyue denied without thinking.

Hou Xizhou turned her head to look at her at this time, she said disapprovingly: "It is unfortunate enough to meet you in this life, I will not let you see where I am in the next life."

The entanglement of grievances and resentments in this life will be over in this life. If it continues, then there should be no more entanglements in the next life.

"Even if you don't tell me, the king won't be able to find you?"

(End of this chapter)