What bad thoughts can the devil have?

The sky was bright and clear, and the dark clouds that had been entrenched in the western sky for several days dispersed.

The immortal officials in the Qionghua Palace are the most diligent. On such a sunny day in the past, they would always scramble to spread the collections in the bookstore under the sun. Your Highness is naturally generous with rewards.

It was different today, they squatted in groups of three or four, and started chatting at the same time, their expressions were all gloomy and misty.

"Have you heard the rumors?"

"You heard that too?"

"It was rumored yesterday that everyone who walks in the halls probably knows about it."

"But... In short, I believe that Jiang Xiaoxian Guaner is a living Bodhisattva, but I absolutely don't believe that he is a demon."

"That's right, and don't they all say that the demons are all stinky? It is said that the skin on the demons is festered, but the one in the Qionghua Palace is the only beauty in the Nine Heavens. Why? Maybe it's the demons."

"In my opinion, this rumor is mostly aimed at the second highness. The second highness has recently been favored by Tianjun, and he always sits upright. Those who make troubles can only start with those around him."

Jiang Meiyun swallowed the wine with her head up, her Adam's apple rolled slightly, and she squinted her eyes in sorrow, feeling very satisfied.

Fine wine should be savored with thrilling or lingering stories, but unfortunately, the stories told by Xian'e have changed from the original "Second Highness's Qionghua Palace" after many twists and turns from yesterday to today. "Evolved into, "The demon beauty detained in the Qionghua Palace of His Highness the Second Highness used to be His Highness's little lover, and was instructed by His Highness to poison His Highness."

It has become a bloody story.

Jiang Meiyun watched the petals whirl and finally floated into the mud. She bent her eyebrows and turned into spring mud to protect the flowers.

Dog's blood is dog's blood, as long as it can be spread quickly and widely, even Yunhua himself can't stop the crowd.

Thinking of Yunyi, Jiang Meiyun sighed half regretfully, then raised the wine gourd, and found that Nuo Da's wine gourd was empty again.

He shook, but there was not even half a drop.

The smooth silk garment slid down with his movements, revealing most of his white wrists and a section of his snow-white arms.

From the corner of Jiang Meiyun's eyes, he saw the red string on his wrist, and then remembered the scene when Yunyi tied the red string for him that day.

It is true that Jiang Meiyun and His Royal Highness Yunyi had such an inexplicable period of time, but "Xiaoqinger" exaggerated, at least in Jiang Meiyun's view, he was at most a trapped canary, the former It is the deep affection between two people, and the latter can fully embody his essence as a tool man.

Yunyi was happy and quiet, except when facing Jiang Meiyun alone, she always had a dignified appearance.When dealing with official duties on weekdays, the servants around him dare not show their air, for fear of disturbing the purity of His Majesty.

But besides being quiet, Yunyi also has a bigger hobby which is to fight against Jiang Meiyun.

Jiang Meiyun acted like everyone else, silently flipping through idle books and watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, which should have been the most compatible mode of getting along with Yunyi.

But Yunyi only caught a glimpse of Jiang Meiyun's contented appearance drinking alone, and she didn't know where she was sick, and her teeth itched with hatred, vowing to ruin Jiang Meiyun's comfort.

The next day Yunyi made five red ropes, Jiang Meiyun tied one wrist and ankle each, and the other one was not useful for outsiders, but every time she used it, she could successfully annoy Jiang Meiyun once, and she became more and more pleasing clouds.

The five red ropes were originally paired with five bells, so when Jiang Meiyun was drinking alone, she could hear the jingle of the bells when she raised her hand, and that joy was naturally ruined.

Jiang Meiyun didn't seem to care, but Yunyi knew that Jiang Meiyun would think of him when he heard the sound, and maybe some more embarrassing things, so he was happy.

Yunyi had never given Jiang Meiyun any serious gift, and this red string barely counted as one.

But when Jiang Meiyun heard the news of Yunyi's death, the first thing she did was to pick up a few bells. After thinking about it, she threw three more red strings, leaving only this one.

Thinking about this deed, it must also be taken as a testimony to the heavenly court, as evidence that he hated His Highness so deeply that he poisoned and killed him.

Jiang Meiyun didn't recognize this point. It is true that he also wanted to kill Yunyi, but Jiang Meiyun thought he was a decent person, just like what Yunyi had done to him, even if he did it himself, he had to conform to aesthetics.

Just taking a gulp of medicine to kill Yunyi, in Jiang Meiyun's view, the method was too simple and rude.

A character like Yunyi should be torn between love and hate, love and desire, fiction and reality, and the moment he is tamed, he will die with a knife in his hand.

Jiang Meiyun frowned, looked at the red rope on her wrist with a bit of tenderness in her eyes, but the words she uttered from her lips that were moistened with wine were not the same at all.

He said: "When I see this red rope, I always think of you. I don't know if you are happy walking on the reincarnation road? I am very happy... just think that you were stabbed in the back by the most defenseless person, and you will die." I was still shocked at that moment. The unbelievable look really made me feel better physically and mentally."

"You boasted that you were kind to him and kept him by your side, thinking that he would be a loyal dog, but you didn't know that he was an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. The moment he was bitten was his death, and he was not even given time to resist. How do you feel about being rewarded with kindness? Just like you did to me back then."

As Jiang Meiyun talked, she felt a little blurry in front of her eyes, as if she was a little drunk.

A blush crept up his cheeks, and he belatedly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with today's wine.

In the dimness, he seemed to see the past years.

Green mountains surround clear water.

Jiang Meiyun's head was wrapped in black cloth, and she was carrying a blue bamboo basket, climbing up the steep cliff next to the waterfall with difficulty.

He often walks by the river without getting his shoes wet. His master, who was out of tune all day long, was bitten by a monster at last.

Fortunately, there is no cure, and the cure lies on this cliff.

He fled with his master, and has been hiding in the world for many years. The master only taught him to seek medical advice, but not at all the exercises. Even if it was just a small cliff, it was extremely difficult for him to climb up.

But no matter how detestable Master is, he still has to be saved. He only has one relative in this world.

It was already noon when Jiang Meiyun climbed to the top of the cliff, and the scorching sun was in the sky. Jiang Meiyun's forehead hair was soaked with sweat, and it was softly attached to her forehead. Even the cloth wrapped around her head became wet. Clearly see the two rounded small horns above the head.

The head has two horns, which is the symbol of the Mozu.

He is a demon, a demon who does not live in the demon world.

Jiang Meiyun casually wiped the sweat from the corners of her forehead, and her eyes became clearer and darker after being soaked in sweat, and focused on searching for the antidote on the top of the cliff.

Finally, at a corner, he found it.

Some chapped lips grinned, Jiang Meiyun couldn't wait to run over, ignoring the blood on her knees and palms that had been cut by rocks.

But just when he was about to grab the antidote, a hand stretched out diagonally, uprooted his master's life-saving herb, and held it tightly in his hand.

Only then did Jiang Meiyun realize that there was still a person sitting on the top of the cliff.

To be precise, it is half a person.

Because Jiang Meiyun could only see his upper body floating in the void, but he was missing from the waist down.

There was a bowl-sized blood hole on the left shoulder of the exposed upper body.

Jiang Meiyun realized almost immediately that the man's original concealment spell couldn't hold up, so he showed half of his body.

Jiang Meiyun, who was a little timid at first, became more courageous seeing the other party's serious injuries, and stretched out her hand to snatch the herb.

But as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Before Jiang Meiyun's hand touched the other party, the world spun for a while, and she was heavily pressed to the ground, and the other party's hot breath sprayed on his face.

Jiang Meiyun looked at the other's pale and handsome face, with a strong smell of blood and broken grass smelling from the end of her nose.

"You want it?" The other party's voice was low and hoarse.

Jiang Meiyun nodded, and answered honestly: "This herb is useless to you, but it can save my master."

The man sneered, as if he heard some joke.

"What does your master's life and death have to do with me?"

Jiang Meiyun was at a loss for words. Master never taught him how to turn back when he encountered such a scumbag. After thinking about it, he could only reply sincerely: "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You have been injured so badly. After getting the herbs, I will take you back to heal your wounds."

The man froze for a moment, staring straight at him, not knowing what he wanted to see in his eyes.

Just when Jiang Meiyun was about to get impatient, the man stretched out his hand and pushed aside the fabric around his head, and then stretched out his hand to pinch it.

Jiang Meiyun didn't know what was the use of the small horn on the demon's head.It can't improve spells, and it's a bit of a hindrance, but the master occasionally said in a wicked way that they are round like two ears, which is quite cute.

Jiang Meiyun usually doesn't care much about this pair of decorations, but this corner is very sensitive, and when an outsider pinches him like this, he shrinks into a ball itchingly.

I don't know how to please that person with this gesture, Jiang Meiyun only heard a burst of joyful laughter from the other party, and then let go of the shackles on him.

"This grass can be given to you, but you have to repay me. Since you intended to save me, then this is not considered repayment." The man found a stone and leaned on it leisurely.

Jiang Meiyun was half annoyed that she was quick to talk and half was complaining about the other party's thick skin, but right now she could only obediently ask: "How to repay?"

"How about serving me for ten years?"

Jiang Meiyun was overjoyed. Don't say that it's a good deal to exchange one life for a master in ten years, but say that the demons have a long life, and ten years of life is just a flick of a finger, which is really nothing.

But he was well versed in the way of bargaining, so although he was happy in his heart, his brows were still wrinkled and he hesitated to answer.

Unexpectedly, the seriously injured person on the opposite side was less anxious than him, and waited silently.

Jiang Meiyun could only act alone for a while, and finally agreed.

"Ten years is ten years."

The other party rarely showed a smile, his brows were bright, like a gentleman.

"If I gave you this herb, how do you know that you will fulfill the contract? If you take me back to heal my wounds, and your master recovers, what will you do if you bully me together?"

"The heart of a villain!" Jiang Meiyun slandered again, but after some conversations, he also got a sense of the temperament of the other party. Although he was asking him, he probably had already figured out how to deal with it in his heart.

"Then what do you think?" Jiang Meiyun asked.

Sure enough, the other person replied: "You keep this pair of horns, and when you return, I will return the horns to you."

Jiang Meiyun touched the corner of her head and agreed without much hesitation.

This horn is useless if left alone, but when it is pulled out, it hurts like three souls have lost seven souls.

Jiang Meiyun's horns were pulled out, and tears of pain flowed down her face.

When going down the mountain, the stones rubbed on the wounds on the arms and legs and I didn't feel any pain.After returning home, he took the medicinal herbs for his master, and watched with his own eyes that his face turned from green to red, and finally he breathed more air than he breathed out. He left a letter, brought a lot of wound medicine from his master, and returned to the cliff.

If the master woke up at that time, he would stop him even if he tried his best, but most things in the world are caused by destiny.

Jiang Meiyun kept her promise and went back, but she met a person who ignored the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas and did not keep her promise. Not only did she not return the horn to him, but she knocked him unconscious and carried him back to the heaven.

The moment before Jiang Meiyun fainted, she was still thinking about what a waste it would be to spill so many herbs on the ground.

The rest of the story is boring, nothing more than clichés.

It was only later that Jiang Meiyun found out that the person he had met was Yun Yi, the eldest son of the Emperor of Heaven.

Yunyi only said the disgusting words of love at first sight to him once, and after Jiang Meiyun sneered at him, she never mentioned it again.

Yunyi thought of a way to remove the magic book for him, and tied it by his side, Jiang Meiyun changed her ways every day to find him unhappy. After a long time, they became a well-known bitter couple.

Over the long years, if he had to name Yunyi's merits, Jiang Meiyun would be able to pick one—taught him a lot of spells.

After Jiang Meiyun learned the spell, the disturbance became even more lawless. When the matter was not serious, Yunyi sent someone to deal with it.

It's just that after the person who came to deal with him was fascinated by Jiang Meiyun, that person never appeared again, and the person sent by Yunyi later became Yunhua.

Jiang Meiyun always regretted that she didn't know people clearly, so she believed Yunyi credulously, so for hundreds of years, she deliberately cultivated her ability to know people.

So when I saw Yunhua for the first time, I immediately smelled his smell similar to my own, and when I saw his eyes, I knew that this guy was not a good guy.

It's just that at that time Jiang Meiyun was too busy taking pleasure in Yunyi's misfortune, and didn't study carefully what the familiar smell was.

Today he was drunk, in a daze, as if he was enveloped by this smell again.

He changed into a comfortable position and was picked up, his nose moved slightly, and a thought came to his mind, this smell probably smelled like "Nie Yuan".