The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

The tyrant took the child back to the palace, looked at the long-lost bedroom, threw himself on the bed and took a deep breath, as if there was still the scent of a fairy on it.

Gu Wen lay obediently in the brocade quilt, clenched his small hands into fists and put them in his mouth, gnawing on the toothless meat bed was full of saliva.

Gu Yu hugged the quilt covered by the fairy head tightly, as if hugging the fairy head tightly.

The eyelashes of the tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, thinking that he had found the breathing loam and the soul calling bell, and couldn't wait to revive the immortal head.

Thin lips curled up slightly, he opened his eyes suddenly and picked up the baby on the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Does Xiaobao really want to see Daddy too?"

Gu Yu nodded the boy's forehead, and his dark and deep eyes were mixed with joy: "Xiao Bao, be good, we will see Daddy soon!"

The tyrant hugged the baby tightly in his arms, leaned over and rubbed the baby's cheek, making it very comfortable.

Gu Wen was hugged by his father, giggled and giggled, the bell-like sound woke up Zhang Quanan and Wu Naike who were waiting outside the palace.

Because the tyrant went directly to the bedroom, no one in the palace knew he was back.

Zhang Quanan signaled to Wu Naike next to him with his eyes, he looked at the door of the dormitory vigilantly, carefully pushed it open to reveal a crack, and looked inside.

Suddenly, a pair of black eyes appeared in his eyes, Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike fell back suddenly in fright, and his buttocks sat heavily on the ground, his face turned pale with pain.

The tyrant frowned, held the baby in one hand and pushed open the door of the dormitory, saw the person squatting on the ground, and said with a cold face: "How decent!"

Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike quickly came back to his senses, knelt on the ground with a pale face, "Your Majesty, I have seen Your Majesty!"

The tyrant snorted coldly, narrowing his phoenix eyes dangerously: "Did something important happen in the court and palace?"

Zhang Quan'an laid his hands on the ground and kowtowed heavily: "Return to Your Majesty, everything is going well in court, and nothing happened in the palace."

Gu Yu hummed in satisfaction, waved his sleeves to get them up: "Get up."

Zhang Quanan and Wu Naike hurriedly shouted: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The tyrant glanced at them, carried the baby to the imperial study, sat on a chair, put the baby on his lap, and gave him a strand of hair to play with.

After clapping his hands, Li Ran, the dark guard who was hiding in the dark, appeared, wearing a black suit and a black mask on his face, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.

"Master!" Li Ran knelt on the ground with one knee, fisted with both hands and lowered his head heavily.

The tyrant leaned back on the chair expressionlessly, put his hands on the handles, bent his fingers and tapped lightly. In the empty hall, except for the baby's babbling, there was only a crisp sound.

The dark guard's heart was tense, and a lot of cold sweat gradually broke out on his face.

After a long time, the emperor, who was hiding in the darkness, said, "What did those people in the dark prison say, especially An Rong, the daughter of the Prime Minister of the Left?"

The dark guard cheered up and replied: "Return to Your Majesty, Concubine An Rong has gone mad after suffering from a mad disease, and her other concubines don't know what An Rong did."

"However, my subordinates found out that there were traces of arrowheads in Anrong's bedroom, and someone ordered Anrong to hurt the empress..."

At the end, the voice of the hidden guard gradually became lower, and he lowered his head tightly, not daring to look at the person in the high position.

The tyrant's throat rolled, thinking that someone had ordered An Rong to kill the fairy head, his eyes were dark and violent, his hands were clenched into fists, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Go, let Zuo Xiang's family be thrown into a dark prison, I want to see Zuo Xiangxiang do what!"

The dark guard Li Ran nodded vigorously: "Yes, this subordinate will go now!"

The tyrant waved his sleeves, signaling the hidden guards to leave, Li Ran quickly disappeared into the study.

Gu Yu subconsciously touched the bell on his chest, got up and went back to the bedroom with the baby in his arms, finally put him to sleep, put him on the bed and carefully covered him with a quilt.

He summoned Wu Naike and told him in a low voice: "Take care of the prince, if something happens, I will let your head fall to the ground."

Wu Naike glanced at the prince on the bed from the corner of his eye, lowered his head and replied softly, "Yes, Your Majesty."

The tyrant left the bedroom and led Zhang Quan'an to the dark prison. The group of people in the harem were locked in the prison for nearly half a month. When they were brought out, they completely lost the elegance and luxury of the past.

An Rong was pressed to the ground by the guards, laughing maniacally, his hair was disheveled and the clothes on his body were stained with blood and mud under his fingernails.

The tyrant sat on the chair with a gloomy face. Seeing that An Rong seemed to have returned to the time when the fairy head fell into the water, a picture of the fairy head disappearing into light spots flashed in his mind, and his hands were tightly clasped together.

Zhou Quan got up from the chair coldly, took a whip from the side, and lifted An Rong's chin, his eyes were dark and fierce.

An Rong didn't seem to notice the danger, his eyes were empty and he opened his mouth to giggle, tilting his head and looking curiously at the black-faced person in front of him.

The corners of Gu Yu's lips curled up, his voice was cold, and the wound on his face made him look extremely dangerous: "Pretending to be crazy? Is the imperial concubine trying to fool Gu? But it doesn't matter, even if you are really crazy, Gu also has ways."

The tyrant's dark eyes were bottomless, and a ray of magic mist penetrated An Rong's forehead in an instant.

Ouyang Xi, who was kneeling by the side, could see clearly, afraid of being discovered by the tyrant, he withdrew his gaze, pursed his lips and lowered his head.

Gu Yu directly searched An Rong's soul and saw the memory in her mind.

When he saw that she was not the real An Rong, his thin lips curled up slightly, his face was cold.

Very good, Zuo Xiang's family is very good, dare to bully the king.

Seeing the content on the long arrow, the phoenix eyes narrowed immediately, there were only a few people who knew about the father and queen, and the paper on the arrow was very familiar.

Withdrawing the magic fog, he turned around and returned to the dragon chair, resting his chin with one hand and waiting patiently for the dark guard Li Ran to bring Zuo Xiang's family.

An Rong was lying on the ground weakly, his face was covered with sweat and his hair was sticky, his clothes were messy and dusty, and he let out intermittent laughter with his hands strangling his throat tightly.

The other concubines next to her turned pale with fright, and secretly moved away from Noble Concubine An Rong next to her.

Ouyang Xi stared at the ground silently, she could leave here in a few days, and her father and mother would come to pick her up.

I don't know if Qingya Xianzun has the Gushui faction, she doesn't believe that Xianzun will die, and the immortal must be leaving here.

Ouyang Xi's eyes flashed with joy at the thought of seeing the Immortal Venerable at that time.

Suddenly, the stone door of the prison was opened, and a dark guard in black clothes walked in from the outside, followed by a row of people, who were tightly guarded by the guards.

Li Ran came in front of the emperor, clasped his hands together and said, "Master, my subordinates have already arrested the whole family of Prime Minister Zuo."

Gu Yu pursed his lips, looked back at Prime Minister Zuo who was walking in the front, and said in a low voice, "Very good."

Left Prime Minister was escorted in front of the emperor, kneeling on the ground with a bang, his face was pale without a trace of blood, when he saw His Majesty sitting in the chair, he came back to his senses in shock, and kowtowed heavily: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, Your Majesty, please forgive me! You deserve death, you shouldn't deceive the king..."

Gu Yu lightly came to Prime Minister Zuo slowly, and said to him in a low voice: "Prime Minister Zuo forgot, 15 years ago, you were a capable hand by the general's side, and you chased Gu for a long time, and almost killed Gu Yu." Eat with father, queen and queen."

Zuo Xiang knew that such a day would come, he knelt on the ground in despair, lowered his tall head, and recognized his fate.

Seeing that Prime Minister Zuo didn't speak, the tyrant held his whip and lifted Prime Minister Zuo's face, curled his lips and sneered coldly: "Why, Prime Minister Zuo just gave up now? Back then you chased Gu but you never let go."

I don't know what came to mind, Gu Yu showed a smile on his face, and clapped his hands towards the dark guard Li Ran: "I remember that there is a wolf dog in the zoo?"

Li Ran replied: "Return to the master, yes."

The tyrant smiled and said it was very good, and pulled the prime minister by the collar to leave the dark prison. Li Ran looked back at the other people in the dark prison, and ordered the guards to keep an eye on them.

Gu Yu dragged Zuo Xiang all the way to the zoo. There were many ferocious animals imprisoned in the zoo. The most terrifying and vicious animal was the wolf dog, which was born of a wolf and a dog and liked to eat raw meat.

The tyrant threw Zuo Xiang into the animal garden, sat on the chair prepared by the palace man, and ordered Li Ran next to him to open the cage where the wolf dog was locked.

Seeing the panic on Zuo Xiang's face, he couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Zuo Xiang, didn't you chase after Gu and never let go, Gu let you taste that feeling. If you can outrun this wolf dog , I will let you die, if you can't run, then you know the consequences, nothing more than being eaten by wolf dogs."

Zuo Xiang looked at the released wolfhound in horror, and ran forward rolling and crawling.

The wolfdog's eyes were green, and it stared fiercely at its prey. The palace servants forgot to feed it this morning. When they saw the fresh prey, they arched their backs and quickly chased after it.

The tyrant leaned lazily on the chair, squinting his eyes to appreciate that the man who was chasing him was being pursued by the wolf dog. Seeing that the left minister was thrown to the ground by the wolf dog, he curled his lips and got up and left.

If it is stained with blood, the child will feel uncomfortable, and the fairy head doesn't like the smell.

There was a shrill scream from behind, and Gu Yu seemed to hear something interesting, his thin lips curled up slightly, and excitement flashed in his eyes.

It's great, there is one less person who hurt the queen father and mother, and the next one is the one who hurt the fairy head.

Back in the dark cell, An Rong calmed down, her body became more and more messy, the real An Rong who was imprisoned next to her was crying with tears all over her face, her shoulders twitched so pitifully.

Gu Yu sat on the chair, lifted the hem of his clothes, raised one leg, stretched out his hand to support his chin, and ordered the guard next to him: "An Rong will be sentenced to death for hurting the empress. As for Zuo Xiangyi's house, he will be exiled to the frontier and never return to Beijing."

The people in Zuo Xiangyi's house stared wide-eyed, looked blankly at the emperor on the chair, and opened their mouths not daring to disobey the tyrant's words.

Fake Anrong fell to the ground, covered his face with his hands and began to cry, then laughed out loud after a while, screaming loudly that they deserved it.

Zuo Xiangyi's mansion was so lonely, and the whole family was exiled to the border.

The right minister who got the news seemed to be even older, and sighed as he looked at the memorial on the table, so why isn't he waiting for His Majesty's order now.

After tidying up the people who had killed the Immortal Elder and the Empress, Gu Yu bathed and changed clothes and returned to the bedroom.

Zhang Quan'an bent over and waited outside the hall, followed by the hidden guard Li Ran. Seeing His Majesty entered the bedroom, Li Ran silently glanced at Zhang Quan'an, turned around and hid in the darkness.

Hearing the movement, Wu Naike hurriedly came out from the inner hall, saw that the person who came was His Majesty, he hurriedly bent down and said: "I have seen Your Majesty, the little prince is already awake and playing."

The tyrant hummed, waved him down, and walked towards the dragon bed.

Gu Wen, who was playing with toys, heard the movement, and looked at the person with big round eyes, and saw that it was the father shaking the rattle in his hand, clanging.

"Yeah~"

The corners of Gu Yu's lips curled up, and the cold ice on his body melted a lot. He carefully picked up the baby on the bed, took the rattle in his hand and shook it gently.

Hearing the crisp sound, the little baby seemed to be attracted, and looked at the toy in the father's hand with bright eyes.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeee~"

The little meaty hand was fighting back and forth in the air, trying to reach the object in the father's hand.

Gu Yu poked the boy's little hand, and spoke to him in a hoarse voice: "Does Xiaobao miss the emperor?"

The little baby still couldn't understand what the father said, it only knew that it was grinning stupidly, and the giggling sound was especially obvious in the bedroom.

The tyrant squeezed his little fleshy face, put down the rattle in his hand and carried the baby to the outside of the hall. Seeing Zhang Quan'an and Wu Naike guarding outside, he told them: "Keep the Tai Chi Palace well, and don't let people come in to disturb Gu."

Zhang Quanan and Wu Naike lowered their heads tightly: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The tyrant hummed, and returned to the dormitory with the baby in one hand. Passing by the small couch by the window, he paused slightly as if he saw the fairy sitting on it basking in the sun.

The eye sockets were a little dry and red for some reason, and she sat on it with the baby in her arms, and stretched out her hand to brush the warm mattress under the sun.

"Xianchang..."

"We can meet soon..."

After finally coaxing the baby in the brocade quilt to sleep, Gu Yu put him on the couch, and took out the loam from the storage space.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, with his chin drooping, he opened the box containing the breathable loam, and bit the magic blood injected into his body with his fingertips.

It is said in ancient books that with the devil's blood as the guide, the breath of soil as the body, and the summoning bell to attract the soul, so that it can be revived.

Fearing that the blood was not enough, the tyrant squeezed a lot into the loam, waved the magic mist to heal the wound on his fingertips, folded his hands together and took out the loam from the box.

The loam soil is alive and can grow infinitely. It has grown to the size of a fingernail in 100 years, and now it has grown a large piece.

The overwhelming loam instantly covered the entire dormitory, Gu Yu kept changing his gestures with a cold face, and tapped the loam with his divine sense, making it look like a fairy.

The tyrant's face was sweating profusely, his face was pale and his thin lips trembled slightly, and his spiritual sense beating the loam caused him excruciating pain, which was even more unbearable than the poisonous mist corroding his body before.

His throat kept rolling up and down, sweat slid down his cheeks, and fell into the front of his chest, soaking the clothes on his body.

Gu Yu's eyes were scarlet, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and blood dripped from the corners of his lips.

It took a lot of consciousness to beat the loam and knead it into the shape of a fairy, and Gu Yu had a splitting headache, as if it was about to explode.

Fortunately, he mentioned that he had set up a barrier around the child, otherwise the painful snoring would have woken the child up.

The tyrant gritted his teeth, forcing himself to continue pinching the loam with his divine sense.

Gradually, the loam in the air formed a human figure, with a graceful figure, black hair growing down to the waist, and facial features gradually appeared as time went by, exactly the same as Wen Nu.

The tyrant was about to exhaust himself, and his head was already hurting so much that it was about to explode, but he still endured the pain, and continued to squeeze out the shape of a fairy with a white face.

I don't know how long it took, Xi Loam turned into a real person under the sun, his eyes were slightly closed, his red lips were tender and charming, his face like Guanyin seemed to have a blush on his face, and his naked body looked like white jade.

Gu Yu opened his eyes suddenly, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and when he saw the immortal in front of him, he seemed to be unaware of the severe headache. With red eyes, he hugged him tightly in his arms, and murmured in a hoarse voice: " Immortal..."

"Xianchang..."

The tyrant's eyes were scarlet, and tears slowly slid down his loamy legs to the ground, leaving a glistening water stain on his calf.

"I finally saw you again..."

"Xianchang..."

The tyrant's throat rolled, and he wept silently while holding the person in his arms. The longing that had been suppressed in his heart finally broke out, and he hugged the lost and recovered treasure in his arms tightly.

Wen Nu, who was kneaded from the loam, had a warm smile on his lips, his eyes were slightly closed, and his head was bowed in compassion. The long hair behind him was blown by the wind, teasing the face of the person kneeling on the ground.

The tyrant cried for a long time, his eyes were red and swollen, completely lost the shadows of the past, wiped away the tears on his face, stood up with his lips curled up and opened the closet, there were many crescent moon robes hanging in the closet, the fabrics were all hard to buy Shark yarn.

He took out a long robe, and dressed the fairy head one by one from the inside to the outside.Dressed in white, the fairy elder made of loam seemed to have been resurrected, but Gu Yu knew that it was still one step away.

He took out the Soul Calling Bell from his chest, and the pitch-black bell instantly chilled the dormitory, chilling the bones of the gloomy man.

The tyrant didn't seem to be aware of anything, staring closely at the fairy elder in white in front of him, biting his fingertips and feeding the elder to drink the devil's blood, and waving the summoning bell in his hand.

The sound of the bell rang in the bedroom, and the blood in the body suddenly lost control, bumping and bumping everywhere.

Gu Yu's face was pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood suddenly. With headache and demonic blood messing up, he lost strength all over his body. He knelt on the ground with his legs and pressed the ground firmly with one hand to support himself.

He kept waving the bell in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on the immortal growth made of loam.

The sympathetic fairy's long eyelashes seemed to tremble, and the blood color gradually returned to his face, his slightly dozed eyes turned around, and the white clothes entangled with the long hair behind him without wind.

The tyrant was ecstatic, and shook the bell in his hand even more vigorously. The sound of the bell became more and more urgent, and the baby on the bed suddenly howled and shook his hands in fear, wanting to be hugged by his father.

Gu Yu was already insane, with red eyes, he could only shake the calling bell in his hand, subconsciously convincing himself that he didn't hear the baby's cry.

Crying and bells mingled together in the sleeping hall for a while, causing Zhang Quanan and Wu Naike outside the hall to turn pale with fright.

Wen Nu, who was far away from the Gushui school, closed his eyes tightly, clenched the quilt in his hand, and slept very restlessly, as if a baby was crying in his ears, mixed with the disturbing sound of bells.

Consciousness fluctuates, the soul seems to be separated from the body, and the body sinks unknowingly. Wen Nu suddenly opened his eyes, saw the familiar and strange scene in front of him, opened his red lips slightly and murmured: "Gu Yu..."

His sight was drawn away by the baby on the bed, his feet paused slightly, his legs were stiff and he slowly walked towards the bed, reaching out to touch the baby in the brocade quilt: "Baby, baby..."

The tyrant stared paranoidly at the fairy elder who walked by him, lay powerlessly on the ground, his head seemed to explode in pain, his hands were stained with his own blood, and he struggled to crawl towards the person on the side of the bed with red eyes. Go, stretch out your hands to catch the hem of the fairy head's clothes frantically and darkly, hold it tightly in the palm of your hand, the voice rolling in your throat is low and choked: "Xianzhang...Xianzhang...Xianzhang, look at Gu...Gu miss you so much...Xianzhang... ..."

Hearing the sound of the man crying, Wen Nu froze in place, looked down at the person lying on the ground, pursed his lips and pulled out the hem of his clothes, and reached out to gently touch the baby's small face.

The little baby was out of breath from crying, his little face was flushed, and there were tears in his round eyes.

The tyrant wept silently with red eyes, crazily and paranoidly hugged the immortal's legs, slowly got up from the ground with his strength, hugged the immortal's slender waist bit by bit, and died with his bloodshot eyes. Staring at him: "Sir, how dare you abandon your husband and son..."

Wen Nu was hugged tightly by that man, and seeing the collapse and despair in Gu Yu's eyes, he pursed his lips and whispered, "Gu Yu..."

Gu Yu suddenly pressed the fairy head tightly into his arms, the magic mist lost control, and blue and black marks gradually appeared on his face, his chin rested on the neck of the fairy head, and wept in a low voice.

"Elder Immortal, I was wrong..."

"Fortunately, fortunately, you are still here..."

"From now on, the three of us will always be together..."

Wen Nu, who was hugged in his arms, clearly felt the wetness on his shoulders, it was Gu Yu's tears.

Looking at the baby on the bed from the corner of the eye, he closed his eyes and forcefully pulled out his soul, which returned to his body in an instant.

Gu Yu was not the Gu Yu of the previous life, and he couldn't forgive the Gu Yu of this life.

The person in his arms fell powerlessly, the tyrant hugged him tightly, his black eyes were covered with red mist: "No... no... I don't allow you to leave..."

The loam soil lost its soul, and exploded with a bang. The gravel cut Gu Yu's face, and the blood instantly soaked his entire face.

"Do not--"

"don't want--"

The tyrant knelt on the ground with a bang, his vision was blurred by tears, he frantically collected the broken stones and put them together to look like a fairy.

But the loam that has lost its soul has become an ordinary stone, lying on the ground without a sound.

The demon blood in Gu Yu's body suddenly lost control, and his face was covered with bluish-black marks, covering his entire face.

"Immortal Elder—"

"Immortal Elder—"

The tyrant hugged the crushed stones on the ground, the blood on his face mixed with tears fell on the stones, soaking a small piece and staining the stones with a dark color.

The child on the bed wailed loudly, as if he knew that his father had just come, but he abandoned Xiaobao again.

Hearing the baby's cry, the tyrant seemed to see a life-saving straw, knelt down to the bedside, hugged him tightly, and cried hoarsely, "Xiaobao, Daddy doesn't want us anymore..."

"He really doesn't want us anymore..."

"Little Treasure..."

The baby in the brocade quilt smelled the smell of the father, cried and fell asleep, still sobbing and crying from time to time in the dream.

Gu Yu sat under the window with his baby in his arms. The sun set and the moon rose in the sky. He didn't seem to respond. After sitting there for some time, the sun outside rose again, and the sunlight shone on the broken stones on the ground. superior.

Wen Nu, who was far away from the Gushui school, sat silently under the window, staring at the distance with his chin in a daze, as if the body temperature of the child and the smell of that person still remained on his hands.

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