The Concubine Ghost: Allure Summoner

Seeing that Di Qingye was speechless, Feng Yinxue became even more worried. She unconsciously raised her voice and shouted, "Is it okay for you to call me this?"

Feeling Feng Yinxue's worry, Di Qingye wanted to raise his head, but he didn't dare. He believed that his face must be whiter than snow at this time, which would make her even more worried.

"You go out first." Di Qingye reached out and gently pushed Feng Yinxue.

But Feng Yinxue grabbed his hand and raised Di Qingye's drooped face with her other hand.

Di Qingye was startled, and in desperation, he vigorously threw Feng Yinxue's hand away, and shouted loudly, "I'm telling you to get out."

Feng Yinxue was startled and fell to the ground.

Di Qingye didn't dare to look at Feng Yinxue, he was afraid that he would be tempted to hug her when he saw the hurt look in her eyes.

He raised his hand and used the wind to send Feng Yinxue out of the door.

"No, don't let me go, I want to stay."

Feng Yinxue wanted to struggle. She desperately wanted to reach out and grab his hand, but she couldn't. Di Qingye sealed all her spiritual power, and she could only watch as she got further and further away from him.

She was getting further and further away from him, and she couldn't catch him at all.

Just when Feng Yinxue left the room and the door was about to close, Di Qingye finally couldn't help but lift up the old man and took a deep look at Feng Yinxue.

He was afraid that he would not be able to get out of this door today, and he was afraid that he would not be able to see her for the last time.

When Feng Yinxue saw Di Qingye's almost transparent face, her heart seemed to be suffocated at that moment.

She felt that her heart was broken into millions of pieces at the end, and it hurt so much that she thought she was no longer in this world.

Finally, the door closed and the two people disappeared from each other's eyes.

"Di Qingye, please open the door for me."

Feng Yinxue stood outside the door, hammering the door hard, "Open the door...Open the door."

The door did not open, but a man's deep groan came from the door.

This muffled sound was like a needle piercing Feng Yinxue's heart.

Tears fell unconsciously, scalding her heart.

"Di Qingye, open the door..." Feng Yinxue patted the door again and again, hoping that he could let her in. No matter what happened, she wanted to be by her side, "Open the door, shutter, Di Qing." Ye, please open the door and let me in."

She was wearing a red wedding dress and slowly sat at the door. Her hands were already red, but he didn't open the door.

She could hear someone holding something back inside the door, and she felt like he was in pain.

"Di Qingye, please open the door quickly."

Feng Yinxue sat feebly outside the door, her wedding dress spread on the ground. It was obviously a festive dress, but it looked a bit dazzling at this moment.

Did he just lie to him, so now he wants to punish himself and not let himself in?

After hearing such a big movement, three people rushed over.

One is Jie, one is Chi, and the other is someone Feng Yinxue has never seen before.

When Feng Yinxue saw the two of them, it was like seeing a savior.

"Jie, hurry up, open the door, your master is inside."

Jie and Chi looked at each other and stepped forward to help Feng Yinxue up.

Seeing Feng Yinxue's eyes swollen from crying, Jie had a bad feeling in his heart, "Master's wife, why are you crying outside."

"Stop saying anything, hurry up and open the door for me. My spiritual power has been sealed by your master."

"Did something happen to Master inside?" Chi couldn't help but guess that he would make Master throw Master's wife outside on their wedding night. Could it be that an old illness has recurred?

I can’t write anymore. I can’t bear it. I feel sorry for Di Qingye.