Received a Wife From the Civil Affairs Bureau

A mouthful of blood spewed out of her mouth and splashed on Qingyan's black clothes, which were a bit sticky. Her hands slid down from Qingyan's body little by little, as if she had fallen asleep.

Qing Yan touched the face of the woman in his arms, tears were hanging on her face, and said softly: "In the next life, I will definitely fall in love with you first."

Jiang Ziquan watched her bury Banshuang with the queen's funeral of Qianguo, watched her get drunk and passed out every night in the bedroom with the piece of warm jade, her eyes were scarlet, her face was pale, she looked like a corpse.The originally plump face became thin, as if only bones were left.

Jiang Ziquan also felt suffocated, she didn't want to watch it any more, she just wanted to see her Teacher Shen, for the sake of Qingyan, and for the sake of Xiangshuang, but she didn't know how to get out of here

"Your Majesty, the Witch Clan already has a solution."

Hearing this, Qingyan seemed to have a soul, and ran over stumblingly, her solemn dragon robe was also crooked by her bump, but it was somewhat similar to the little beggar at that time, and his face recovered. A little angry, he asked tremblingly, "How to do it?"

"The method of sacrifice."

The censer on the day of the sacrifice was huge, and the incense burned was nearly two meters high. Jiang Ziquan, who looked at it from a distance, seemed to be able to smell the incense in the air.

The people kneeling on the ground respectfully wore red ribbons on their bodies, and all of them had tears on their faces.Sitting alone on the other side of the censer was the soulless Shen Qingyan. Seeing her cut her arm with a sharp knife, bright red blood spurted out and flowed into the formation, but her eyes were full of tears. With some relief, she was finally able to find her witch sister.

"Shuangshuang, here I come.

The sacrificial array was activated with the blood of the emperor, and it was divided into two.

Half for getting acquainted and half for staying together.

Jiang Ziquan raised his head and looked at the sky at that time, the white clouds seemed to have been turned red, and the crying and shouting of people kneeling on the ground continued, and the new emperor, who they fought bloody, left.

"Master Su, the emperor entrusts you to guard the hexagram of protection."

"The minister leads the order."

Su Qingwen knelt down to receive the decree. His faithful emperor had already gone, but he left a chance to meet her again.He will take good care of the emperor's beloved, just like guarding the girl dancing under the flowers in his memory.

Even if it is sleeping for a hundred years, even if it is goodbye.

Chapter 47

After returning from work, Shen Yumo saw that the car outside hadn't moved, so he guessed that Jiang Ziquan hadn't gone out, but he didn't expect that she was still sleeping in. Obviously, he was the one who was more tired yesterday, especially when he saw that the blindfolds on her eyes were still on. If I didn't take it off, my heart became even more blocked.

After tossing and tossing for so long last night, after finishing the work, she was able to turn over and get off the bed to find the blindfold as if nothing had happened, but she herself was sleepy and couldn't open her eyes, and she always felt a little awkward.

A lot of clothes were scattered on the ground, which shows how fierce the battle was yesterday.Shen Yumo looked at his watch, it was almost 11:30, but she came back in such a hurry and wanted to have lunch with her.

The bright sunlight shone into the house, and the originally dark room suddenly became brighter.

Jiang Ziquan seemed to sense the changes in the room, turned over, crawled forward, seemed to press the remote control in his hand, and the curtains slowly closed again.

The room became dark again.

Shen Yumo: "..." Helplessly, she turned her head and looked at Jiang Ziquan, who was still sleeping on her stomach. She hadn't put on any clothes yet, and the quilt had been scattered to the side because of the action just now, revealing a large area of ​​spring color. Some faint red marks were scratched by her hands last night. Thinking of what happened last night, she blushed.

Walked over in small steps, and patted her lightly: "Hey, I'm getting up soon."

Jiang Ziquan opened his eyes in a daze, saw that it was Shen Yumo, lightly rubbed her arm, and said in a hoarse voice, "I see."

"En." Shen Yumo pulled out her arm and nodded, taking advantage of her sobriety, she wondered again: "By the way, who is Banshuang?"

Although it didn't sound real, Jiang Ziquan did call this name in a dream, with a little sadness.

Hearing the words, Jiang Ziquan quickly woke up, replaying the things about Yanshuang and Qingyan in his mind like a movie, got up from the bed, and picked out clothes again with bare feet, "No one."

The moment Jiang Ziquan came out of the quilt, Shen Yumo turned around, but still had a glimpse just now in his mind, patted his face lightly, and then, as if thinking of something, turned to the bed and turned the bed Shan lightly pulled it down, seeing the scarlet stain on it, he couldn't help coughing.

"What time is it? Are you off work?" Jiang Ziquan turned around, holding the clothes in his hands, and could only see Teacher Shen's back.

"It's almost twelve o'clock." Shen Yumo nodded, before he could say anything else, Jiang Ziquan had already walked to her side, and he could still faintly smell her body.

Jiang Ziquan looked at Shen Yumo, who was blushing in front of him, and saw the movements of her hands, his heart skipped a beat, his eyes looked straight at her, and he was about to say something, but she covered his eyes with a bed sheet.

"You, put your clothes on quickly." Shen Yumo spoke intermittently, turning her head away from her.

Jiang Ziquan thought that it should also cover her own eyes, and didn't listen to her completely, so he grabbed her with his long hand and wrapped her in his arms.