Feng Nitianjiao: Three Lives Three Worlds Song in the Cloud

Chapter 43

The skin bag that was originally held by Ling Zhe also slowly fell at her feet because of his disappearance.

The emperor leaned over to pick up the skin, stared at it for a long time, remembering what the man said to him before going out this morning, and suddenly took out a bamboo tube the size of an index finger from his arms. Glow.

Yan Haoyu carefully rolled up the skin and stuffed it in, and then solemnly handed the item to Yu Jingzhuo, "Ai Qing hurried to the Leng Palace, handed this item to the guards of the Leng Palace, and then handed them over to your people to bring them .”

Yu Jingzhuo was very puzzled, what kind of medicine was sold in the emperor's gourd?Glancing at Fangli, Yu Jingzhuo got on his horse and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Ning Xuanwu seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and the scene in his dream last night appeared vividly before his eyes again.That man in white, if he remembers correctly, he has self-identified as Ling Zhe. Although his appearance is somewhat different from what he saw just now, he seems to be Fang's favorite.

How could this be?Ning Xuanwu didn't understand, since Ling Zhe had died, he should be a ghost now, why his soul could appear here?Moreover, in the situation just now, his body does not seem to be invisible like a ghost, but a real existence. How can this be explained?
No matter what, Yan Fangli must not be taken away by him!Ning Xuanwu believed that it was impossible for a ghost to compete with a living person like himself for a woman.

Ghosts should go where ghosts stay!How can you run into the world of strangers and do anything wrong!
Ning Xuanwu decided to go back to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion and ask his master Ling Shichen to come forward to wipe out the ghost, and deal with it without anyone noticing. It is best to let him disappear in front of Fangli forever, so that she will never see him again arrive.

If you don't see it, you won't be sad anymore. After a long time, you will gradually forget it. Time is the best medicine, isn't it?
Ning Xuanwu was thinking secretly, but he didn't know that Sima Hongrui saw all his actions.Hong Rui just stared quietly at the woman embraced by the emperor, but his heart was turbulent.

All of this happened too fast, so fast that he was a little overwhelmed.

The dream I had last night did not seem to be accidental. In the dark, Hong Rui felt that there was an invisible force that was binding himself and this woman named Yan Fangli together, and it seemed that he would never be able to break free again. open.

He dreamed that he was in a sea of ​​flowers, and when he looked around, there were countless flowers all around him. He looked down upon the crowd and found that he was actually a peony as white as jade.

Suddenly, he felt that he left the body of the flower and stood aside.

A man covered in gold, Hong Rui couldn't see his face clearly, but he gently lifted the white peony flower from the branch, put it in a transparent bottle, and took the bottle with him. Zhonghua came to a small stream hidden under the flower branches.He dropped a few drops of water into the bottle, and through the body of the bottle, he could easily see the red liquid swaying in the bottle as the man walked.The moment the flower bud was stained with water, it tried to bloom the most beautiful brilliance, but the color of the flower suddenly changed from white to red, so red that it seemed that blood could be squeezed out at any time.

Blood... Hong Rui didn't understand why he had such an illusion at the time, how could someone in the world grow flowers with blood!

After the flowers were in full bloom, they immediately sucked up all the red liquid in the bottle, and the petals began to become radiant, and colorful lights shrouded the flowers.

The man in the golden coat laughed, "You little thing, you have been in the garden of the heavens for so many years, it's time for you to go down and experience yourself."

Then, the man took the peony out of the bottle and threw it into the water.

Sima Hongrui suddenly felt that his body and flowers were swapped, he felt a burning pain pervading his whole body, he seemed to be in a stormy sea, clearly in the water, why was he in such pain.

In the unstoppable pain, a black hand suddenly came through the water, picked off the most beautiful petal, and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)