The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

The night wind blew into Prince Yan's Mansion.

Qingwu rolled on the bed with laughter as she listened to the letter sent by the little mountain spirit.

The judge even laughed: "As expected of the person with the surname 'Shi', he is just running around talking about the word 'death'."

Paying money to ask ghosts to do things is not a matter for living people, but for dead people!

If the well water that is good for removing evil spirits passes through the hands of a night traveler, doesn't it mean that it brings bad luck into its belly?

Unfortunately, they brought this bad luck on themselves. In terms of cause and effect, they can't blame anyone else.

The man closed the window and walked to the bed. Seeing how happy she was, he also heard the voice of the mountain spirit just now.

"gloat."

"Aren't you happy?" Qingnu hugged the quilt and glared at him.

“Not as much fun as adding fuel to the fire.”

Qing Wu was so happy that she raised her chin and looked at him: "Xiao Chenyan, how good are you?"

The woman's voice is delicate and soft, and the ending tone is seductive without even realizing it.

The man's eyes moved and he hummed. He admitted that he was indeed not a good person.

It's just that the word 'bad' came out of her mouth with no reason.

He lay down on the bed with a natural expression.

Qing Wu squeezed in a little bit and pushed him with her foot, "What are you doing here?"

"Go to bed." He tilted his head, with doubt in his eyes.

Qingwu choked and hugged the quilt tightly: "Why don't you go to the study to sleep?"

"This is Moshiyuan." The implication is that this is his dormitory.

"Then why don't you lay the floor?" Qing Wu blinked, obviously she had laid the floor before.

Xiao Chenyan closed his eyes directly, "My body is cold and I am afraid of the cold."

Qing Wu: "..."

I've sucked away all the evil spirits from your body, so they won't cause trouble for at least three months. You're so cold.

Afraid of the cold? You have been blown by the cold wind for ten years and you are not cold. Now you are telling me that you are afraid of the cold?

She bit her lip, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction at having the big bed occupied.

"I want to go back to Iris Courtyard!"

"It hasn't been repaired yet."

"Then send extra manpower to repair it quickly."

"No one is free, besides." The man's tone was calm, with an inaudible narrow-mindedness and harshness: "Poor."

Qing Wu was amused and kicked him again, "What a liar. No one in the civil and military circles in the current dynasty is richer than you."

Most of the stolen money was still in his hands.

What's more, Qing Wu really didn't think Xiao Chenyan was poor. The military salary in the northern border had been withheld, but Xiao Chenyan didn't go to the court to ask for food or money.

The jewelry he asked to buy for her were all from Jinlu Pavilion. If nothing else, the Xiangyun gauze she was wearing today was worth a lot of money.

This man has a lot of stuff in his belly!

The man stretched out his hand and grabbed her naughty little foot.

As soon as he took it, Xiao Chenyan felt that the tentacles were slippery, so small and fleshy.

He couldn't help but open his eyes and look curiously.

Qingwu's feet were indeed chubby, which did not match her slender appearance and made her look cute for no reason.

Qingwu's face was hot when he stared at her, and she was about to pull her feet back. The man suddenly held her feet hard, and actually sat up and looked at her carefully.

"What are you looking at!" She said in embarrassment.

"Your feet." Xiao Chenyan paused: "They are quite fat."

"You're the fat one." Qingwu pulled her feet back to the bed, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.

Xiao Chenyan turned his head to look at her. The beautiful woman in his sight was full of anger and extremely gorgeous. Her appearance became more and more different from when she first got married.

Although there are still similarities, they are completely different.

Xiao Chenyan thought about the wedding ghost he saw in the woods when he stayed at the Shanling Temple the night before going to Izumo Temple. That ghost was the real Yun Qingwu.

And although she was resurrected through a corpse, it was obvious that the change in appearance of this body was her original appearance.

But why is her real appearance similar to Yun Qingwu?

It seems that not only the face, but also the body has changed.

"Hmph, I don't care about you anymore! Let me start by saying that I don't sleep well. It's best for you to open one eye when you sleep at night."

The Jiaojiao female ghost issued a warning, wrapped up all the quilts, covered her head and went to sleep.

The quilt blocked the man's line of sight, and a strand of black hair slipped from the quilt and rested on the man's hand.

He subconsciously held the strand of black hair and twisted it around his fingertips. The hair was like silk, wrapped around his fingers and wrapped around his heart.

Xiao Chenyan fell asleep on his side facing her. His breath was filled with the fragrance of flowers like snow particles. Before he knew it, his eyelids began to feel heavy.

The fragrance of flowers sneaks into the night, like a hook and lock, pulling people into a swaying dream.

Xiao Chenyan had a dream for a long time.

His soul seemed to be blown by the wind, rising and falling in the vast whiteness. He was like a piece of snow falling from a height of thousands of miles, floating in the world.

In the howling snow, he vaguely heard the cry of the little girl.

On the vast snowfield, a figure was running desperately.

She fell down and got up again and again, her nose and tears freezing into ice on her face.

Xiao Chenyan felt that the little girl's figure looked very familiar. He tried to see her face clearly, but there was a force blocking him.

As soon as the scene changed, there was no longer a little girl on the snowy field, only a small head lying quietly on the snow.

Next to it is the stewed and cooked bones and flesh, which is... the body of a child.

The next moment, as if the snow curtain paused, the little girl's true face came into view. It was a face he was all too familiar with, and her smart and cunning eyes were filled with lifelessness.

Her head was beheaded, her bones dismembered and her body stewed with meat.

In the blizzard, a crying voice seemed to reach my ears, like the cry of a small animal before it died.

——Brother Yantai.

Xiao Chenyan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in shock, his whole body drenched in cold sweat.

He covered his face with one hand, and veins popped out on his right hand that was clenched into a fist.

The slightly rapid breathing gradually calmed down after a few breaths. Xiao Chenyan put down his hand and noticed that he was sleeping on the ground again.

Beside the bed, a certain ghost's sinful little fat feet swayed, obviously the culprit who kicked him off.

Xiao Chenyan's eyes were dim and unclear. He stood up and walked over, looking at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed.

What came to mind was the lifeless face of the little girl in the dream.

He looked seriously at Xiao Qingwu in his dream and the face of the woman in front of him, and his heart was churning violently.

If that little guy could grow up safely, would he be like this?

For a time, reality and illusion were difficult to distinguish.

His heart was beating wildly in his chest, but his soul felt empty. Xiao Chenyan lowered his eyes, pulled the quilt, and covered the woman's feet.

He put on a robe and left the house.

Tonight, Baisui was responsible for keeping vigil. When he saw Xiao Chenyan coming out in the middle of the night, he hurried over and asked, "Your Majesty, do you have anything to tell me?"

Xiao Chenyan stared at the night sky for a long time, and then his thoughts returned to his original position. He suddenly said: "Prepare the car and go to the Spiritual Courtyard."

Baisui's face changed slightly. Before going down to prepare, he paused and said softly: "Do you want to bring some offerings?"

"Bring some sweet cakes and roasting knives." Xiao Chenyan said in a deep voice, "They were all what they liked during their lifetime."