What kind of bad intentions can the host have?

Chapter 155 Mrs. Yue wants to monopolize Meng Po (13)

He bowed and bowed like a cat waiting for its owner to smooth its fur.

"What Wuhua doesn't have, I want to have."

Chu Yu was surprised.

She stared blankly at the person who was bending over her, her phoenix eyes were filled with mist.

Before Chu Yu could speak, Jing Yu took her hand and put it on his head, with a magnetic voice full of teasing: "I heard that if you rub Yuelao's hair, you will get a marriage."

It is said that?

What kind of talk do you listen to?

Did Yuelao say it himself?
When Chu Yu hadn't figured out what was going on with him, Jing Yu straightened up, and gently rubbed her head with his bony hands, his browbones glowed softly: "There are still important things to deal with today, I will give you another day." You touch."

Touch another day?

Chu Yu shook her head helplessly, and couldn't help sighing: This target person is also very sick, and he started talking nonsense.

Wuhua came back after delivering the Qingzi song, looked at the two people standing on the threshold, probed his head and said: "Master, sister, do you want to go out?"

Seeing the cute glutinous rice dumpling, Chu Yu's mood was as if the clouds opened to see the moonlight, and her smile was completely new.

"Yes, we are going to the mortal world."

Wuhua's eyes brightened instantly, but before he could ask if he could go, he heard Jing Yu's hoarse voice.

"Go back and continue to do your homework. I will check when I come back."

Wuhua's eyes dimmed instantly, and she pursed her mouth unwillingly, "Okay..."

Master is bad.

I only want to live a two-person world with my fairy sister.

Wuhua is a pitiful little boy who was abandoned, and Wuhua is just a child, why should he bear a bad teacher?

Looking at the small figure in the mist and silence, Chu Yu turned her head, looked at Jing Yu's angular profile, and was silent in thought.

She doesn't know enough about Jing Yu and Wu Hua's master and apprentice, so she won't rashly ask Jing Yu if she is too strict with Wu Hua.

As time passed, Chu Yu and Jing Yu went directly to the mortal world.

Wei State.

Because the daughter of Xiangguo's mansion married the third prince, the third prince fell into a coma.

Emperor Longyan was furious, thinking that the cause of this incident was all caused by the daughter of the Xiangguo Mansion.

It is decreed that all Xiangguo's mansion will be locked up in Dali Temple, and all the families will be executed on a certain day!

The people of Wei State were in panic, and they dared not discuss this matter, for fear of harming themselves.

In the palace, the third prince's biological mother, the empress, was looking at the third prince by the bed, her brows and eyes were frowned, and her eyes were filled with worry.

"My child, what's wrong with you? When will you wake up?"

The figures of Chu Yu and Jing Yu appeared on the side, looking at the weak third prince.

Chu Yu is used to great joy and great sorrow, so she doesn't feel much about the relationship between mother and child.

"If the soul doesn't come back, he will really die tomorrow." Chu Yu said.

Jing Yu brushed his red beard around his waist with his hand, and the purple-red light fell on the third prince's eyebrows in a graceful arc. After a while, the third prince's face recovered a little.

"Ah, can you purify his soul?"

Chu Yu was paying attention to the situation of the third prince, but she didn't realize that it was her that Jing Yu called.

After being in a daze for a few seconds, Chu Yu turned her head to meet his dark eyes, her breathing couldn't help being stagnant, but she pretended to be indifferent, and responded as usual: "Well, but I have to go back to the underworld."

Did he call her Aunt just now?
Chu Yu pursed her lips slightly, maybe she just got it wrong.

Jing Yu stared at her for a few seconds, and his voice was like birds chirping in the mountains: "I'll go with you."

Ok?
Don't the gods in Tiangong hate Hell the most?

On weekdays, as long as there is something to go to the underworld, they are always pushed back and forth, and no one wants to go to a dark place.

Underworld and heaven, one is next and the other is above, one is the place that everyone yearns for, and the other is the place that everyone fears.

Just like Yu Yuelao and Meng Po, they should have no intersection.

The third prince's soul has wandered around for a long time and was tainted with a lot of evil spirits. If he directly recalls his soul back into his body, he will definitely be repelled, and the third prince will not live long.

The matter of purifying the soul is exclusive to the underworld, and others cannot do it.

Along the Lululu Road, Chu Yu walked in front, and Jing Yu followed behind her.

The underworld is heavily guarded, and when they see Jingyu who does not belong to the underworld, ghost soldiers will immediately step forward.

Chu Yu ordered someone to send a message to Yan Mo, asking him to bring the ghost of the third prince over.

Chu Yu waved her hands to signal them to back down, and they returned to their original positions and continued to stand firm.

She took him directly to her small mansion, Po Meng's mansion.

The mansion is very small, and when you enter, you can see a big bed with a red gauze curtain.

She turned her head to look at Jing Yu who was standing upright, hesitated a little and said, "Do you want a drink?"

Looking at each other, Chu Yu continued to say, "But I don't have the fragrance of tea you usually drink, only ordinary water."

She hadn't lived as a refined, rough woman like him.

The surroundings were pitch black, with only waxy yellow light shining. Standing there, Jing Yu seemed to be separated from the world. He was a unique ray of light in the world.

Looking at her, Jing Yu smiled lightly, and responded, "Okay."

He moved his facial features, and he only smiled slightly, but it made people feel that the room was full of radiance.

Chu Yu regained her thoughts and poured him a glass of water. When handing it to him, her fingers brushed against his hand inadvertently, and immediately felt the body temperature of her hand was as hot as being scorched by a fire.

Her temperature is out of balance?

Why is it that his fingers are slightly cold, but she feels hot after touching them?

When Chu Yu couldn't figure it out, Jing Yu held the cup in his hand, breaking the tranquility.

"The marriage you mentioned last time..."

He hesitated to speak, as if trying to induce her to speak.

Chu Yu looked away from her hands and fell on his clean and white fingers. She opened her mouth and bit her lower lip lightly, "Is the third prince's marriage destined?"

"No."

Jing Yu paced close to her, Chu Yu reflexively retreated, one step, two steps, three steps, there was no way to retreat, her knees bent, she sat on the bed, her upper body shrank back.

Jing Yu looked at her in a bit of embarrassment, with frivolous brows and deep peach eyes with a smile, "Why are you going back?"

Chu Yu involuntarily clutched the thin quilt with her hands, her expression on her face was as calm as usual, but her weak breath betrayed her.

"...You go forward, I can only go back."

Jing Yu put his hands on her sides, pressed her with his slender legs, stared straight at her, and said in a bewitching voice, "Did you ask me to hold the red line last time, did you have my idea?"

"???"

He was very close, Chu Yu's body was stiff, and she didn't dare to move at all, because she could rub his face just by shaking her head slightly.

"I didn't." Chu Yu denied.

"Really?"

When Jing Yu spoke, his throat rolled up and down, with cold white skin and sexy Adam's apple, Chu Yu couldn't help biting her lips.

"Really! I don't have any extra thoughts about you!"

The expression in Jing Yu's eyes didn't change much, obviously he didn't believe her words.

"I'll give you a chance now."

Chu Yu was puzzled: "?"

Jing Yu's fingertips gently rubbed the corners of her mouth, pressing on her soft lips, the handsome face reflected in the red gauze was very coquettish.

"Do something wrong to me."

(End of this chapter)