Consort Zhanzhao

Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Bijia with a little panic and a little heartache.

Zhao Bijia had no timidity at all, let alone shyness, and went straight to meet him, "What's going on, doesn't the son-in-law know?" She got closer and closer to Zhan Zhao, who was originally a weak and boneless body, It is softer now.

She stretched out another hand, and slowly slid it from Zhan Zhao's chest to his face. The original ten slender fingers had turned into sharp claws shining coldly when they reached his eyes.

"The Taoist priest put the soul of a cat on me, just like the ghost upper body last time? Didn't the son-in-law see it? Why can't I remember it at all?"

Zhao Bijia scratched Zhan Zhao's face with the tip of her nails. The strength was just right, which could make him feel sharp without scratching the skin.

Zhan Zhao grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand off, now both hands were pinched in Zhan Zhao's hands.

"Not yet?" Zhan Zhao asked sternly with a cold face.He wanted to open his mouth to tell the princess not to call him that, but... Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, feeling a dull pain in his chest.

Zhao Bijia smiled instead, "How good was the upper body of the ghost last time, can't the son-in-law remember?"

In Zhan Zhao's memory, the princess's smile was mostly sunny, with a hint of expectation and shyness inside, but now... now this smile is three points charming and three points ironic... Even if it is right Looking at him, he didn't want to see it either.

Zhan Zhao didn't say a word, but he pulled Zhao Bijia's hand harder and harder. It wasn't the kind of force that was holding tightly, but the force that restrained himself from wanting to use force. The strength was so strong that even Zhao Bijia's hand began to tighten. shaking.

Zhao Bijia looked down and said, "This time is actually pretty good." She selectively concealed what happened in the pagoda, "I couldn't control myself when I was possessed by a ghost, but you see, this time Maybe it’s been a little longer on my upper body, and I can control it.”

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head slightly and said, "Look."

Zhao Bijia had two pink and fluffy ears on her head, and she was shaking her head blatantly under Zhan Zhao's gaze.

Zhan Zhao gasped, subconsciously let go, and reached out to touch it.

"Don't, itch." Zhao Bijia jumped back as if frightened, avoiding Zhan Zhao's hand, and at the same time raised her head and smiled at him.

"I knew you'd like it."

Zhan Zhao shook his head in bewilderment, his expression even showing a bit of confusion.

"I don't like it," Zhao Bijia was a little annoyed, and the smile on his face changed suddenly, the speed was as fast as acting, "You must like this."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Zhao noticed that a... cat's tail was wrapped around his wrist, and it was still a little rich after wrapping it around twice, and the small point at the front was still a little bit on the inside of his wrist.

Zhao Bijia looked up at him, "You will like this."

The two were so close that Zhan Zhao could see that the smile on her face had changed into the innocent and lively look it used to be. He could even see the princess' eyelashes, as thick as a small brush, under the dim moonlight, Can also cast a small light shadow on the face.

Zhan Zhao didn't know why, but suddenly a huge panic rose in his heart, and he even took a step back involuntarily.

"I don't like this one either." Zhao Bijia bit her lips annoyed, the tail that was wrapped around Zhan Zhao's wrist slipped away immediately, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only a little warmth, which was quickly blown by the night wind Then disappeared without a trace.

Zhan Zhao felt a little melancholy again, and took a step towards Zhao Bijia, "Princess...I—"

"You must like this!" Zhao Bijia suddenly became very aggressive, and flew close to Zhan Zhao's side. For some reason, Zhan Zhao didn't move even if it was too late or he didn't want to hide.

Zhao Bijia's pointed nails picked up his neckline, but with a light touch, the hidden button of his neckline was lifted, "The wedding night of the concubine's bridal chamber was disturbed by a Taoist priest, are you sad?"

"Princess," Zhan Zhao suddenly hugged Zhao Bijia in his arms, completely ignoring the sharp claws still on his vitals, "I'm late, princess."

Zhao Bijia was held in his arms and didn't move for a long time, but he noticed that Zhan Zhao seemed to be holding her and wouldn't let go, so he couldn't move.

Zhan Zhao was holding her tightly in his arms, and she couldn't even stretch out her arms, so she had to use her tail, which Zhan Zhao didn't like very much, and nodded on the back of his neck, "Let go!" I can't breathe."

Zhan Zhao hurriedly let go, his originally calm face was now full of panic, "Princess!" His eyes flicked across Zhao Bijia's head, face, neck, chest, etc., afraid that something would fall again, afraid that something would fall on him. Where there is no direct access, what kind of grievance does the princess have?

"Don't worry about me," Zhao Bijia was able to pat Zhan Zhao now, "I'm fine." A contented smile appeared on her face again, "I've never been this good."

"But why do you insist on asking?" Zhao Bijia sighed, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Zhan Zhao's heart shrank suddenly, as if he had fallen into some kind of bottomless abyss, he kept falling, never reaching the bottom, he subconsciously felt that what the princess said below...he dared not listen.

Zhao Bijia suddenly jumped twice, "Look, I am completely different from before. Although I am not as good as you martial arts masters, this height is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and this—" She conjured up again "I tried it, and it can leave a deep mark on the wooden door, even on the stone wall, if it lasts long enough, it can be scratched."

"So I have to thank you." Zhao Bijia sighed: "The original princess was powerless and had to be rescued by someone to do everything. Now it's different. Now I have the power to protect myself, and I won't give it to you." You're lagging behind." She suddenly smiled again, the lonely expression that made people look very distressed, but now it was full of sunshine.

"If you come one more day late, I might be able to avenge myself when the Taoist priest opens the door." Zhao Bijia flashed her nails, "Let's see if it's his talisman or my hand."

"What are you doing with that expression?" Zhao Bijia suddenly leaned forward, gave Zhan Zhao a hug, rubbed his face, and said softly, "I'm really not sad at all, why are you I don't believe it. Even if you want to be a hero and go out in the rivers and lakes in the future, I can accompany you, what a wonderful day."

Zhan Zhao suddenly hugged Zhao Bijia, "I... princess..."

"But I'm not a princess anymore." Zhao Bijia's tone became very melancholy again. Her mood swings this night were so fast that Zhan Zhao felt a little dreamlike, extremely unreal .

"You can't be a son-in-law either? Are you sad?"

Zhan Zhao subconsciously shook his head, and saw Zhao Bijia smiled, "This is for you." Zhao Bijia pressed a kiss on his lips, and suddenly said, "Hey, I'm a monster now, do you despise monsters?"

Zhan Zhao only felt that someone stretched out his hand and tore his chest open, ripping out his still beating heart...the blood flowed all over the ground...it was horrible.

Zhan Zhao slowly knelt down in front of Zhao Bijia, put his arms around her waist, and put his head on her lower abdomen.

"I—" Zhan Zhao opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start. He gritted his teeth and said in a flat voice mixed with severe pain: "I let the princess down."

Zhao Bijia shook his head, suddenly remembered that he couldn't see, and said: "No." Maybe he was disappointed before, but now he is really not disappointed, "You see, I am only 17 years old. I was a princess for the first 17 years, but now I am a monster. , Maybe you can live forever, how can ordinary people have my experience? I really don’t feel sad, and don’t worry about it either.”

After finishing speaking, she reached out and patted Zhan Zhao's shoulder, "Get up quickly, let's leave the palace quickly."

But Zhan Zhao didn't agree, the hand holding Zhao Bijia became tighter and tighter, and because he put his head on her body, his voice was still muffled, "Ling Yun threatened my parents and brothers the night before yesterday, so I stopped for now... …After I went out, I saw that he even prepared the prison car, and the guards were something I had never seen before… He must have been preparing for this matter for a long time, so I went to the Taoist temple again, and the Taoist temple was as clean as he had finished this matter It's like I'm leaving-"

Zhao Bijia suddenly laughed, and reached out to pat Zhan Zhao, "Don't talk close to me, it's a little itchy."

Zhan Zhao felt that he was about to lose his breath.

"I know," Zhao Bijia suddenly became serious again, "He said that he will leave before the end of the year. At first I didn't understand why, but now——I know."

This tone made Zhan Zhao panic again, "I saw Yang He'an at the time, I knew he would take care of the princess—" Zhan Zhao suddenly remembered that the person in his arms had said that he was no longer a princess. Hastily changed his words: "Your, there are empresses and princes in the palace, I thought—" He stopped, the pain in his heart had made him unable to support the next sentence.

But Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, and said again, "I thought you would be fine in the palace, even if you were guarded, you definitely wouldn't suffer."

Suddenly his speech speed became much faster, "Early the next morning, I took my parents pretending to be officials on the road, and a group of people who planned to do something on the road were attracted. Come out and return the princess's innocence, but I didn't expect—"

Zhao Bijia seemed to be a little impatient, and his strength in patting Zhan Zhao was also a little stronger, "I really don't blame you, you see that we are both fine now? If you didn't take someone out to lure away Sight, it is estimated that there will be more people guarding me, and it will be even more troublesome. And you are doing well, you see, if you save me first, then who else will help me with the grievances on my head What about elution? Of course, I am indeed a monster now, and the Taoist is not wrong."

This time it was Zhan Zhao's turn to turn pale.

Zhao Bijia pulled him, "Stand up, let's talk."

Her voice softened a lot, Zhan Zhao stood up involuntarily, Zhao Bijia smiled at him, "I just want to say something to you," she stretched out her paws, her ears popped out, and wrapped her tail around Zhan Zhao's waist , "I have become like this, do you still plan to marry me?"

Although it was a question, there was no anxiety in her words, it seemed... It seemed that no matter what Zhan Zhao said, it would not affect her decision.

Whether it was in his heart or his actions, Zhan Zhao immediately gave an affirmative answer. He hugged Zhao Bijia tightly, "I am willing!"

Zhao Bijia breathed a sigh of relief, "If you say no, I'll try to see if I can tie you up." She suddenly smiled, "So at least Ling Yun's sentence is quite right. One is the marriage fate established on the Sansheng Stone, the marriage fate of eternal life."

Zhan Zhao stared at Zhao Bijia's face, trying to find even a little bit of sadness, regret, or even resentment from her expression, but there was nothing, nothing.

There was only a smile on her face, and a little doubt about his abnormal behavior.

Or she has been in the pagoda for the past two days... she has cried all the tears in her life.

Zhan Zhao suddenly had an urge to go back to the pagoda and take a look, to see what life Zhao Bijia had spent the past two days, whether there were scratches everywhere on the wooden doors and stone walls, but he also knew something— —

Even if she had cried bitterly in the past two days, the tears had already disappeared without a trace.

Another burst of panic struck, and Zhan Zhao, who was as stable as Mount Tai even on the cliff, suddenly lost his footing.

"Get out of the palace!" He held Zhao Bijia's hand tightly, "Let's talk about it after we get out of the palace!"

Zhao Bijia nodded, and picked up the wedding dress that had been thrown aside because of the two of them arguing, "This thing has to be burned."

Zhan Zhao understood what she meant, but...he remembered that his clothes were still well kept in the Kaifeng Mansion, Zhan Zhao pursed his lips, and didn't say anything, just holding Zhao Bijia's hand more and more unwilling to let go .

"Where are you taking me!"

The two of them walked two steps, when they heard a familiar shout from not far away, Zhao Bijia glared, and before Zhan Zhao could make a move, he rushed over, "What did you arrest my brother for!"

Zhan Zhao immediately followed, and without further ado, he touched the acupuncture points of the two of them, and then looked back at Zhao Bijia, as if he wanted to ask for praise.

Zhao Bijia had already snatched Zhao Xuan into his hands, and the two men in guard uniforms each had a deep gash on their wrists, bleeding continuously.

Zhan Zhao pursed his lips, and was about to say to wipe her hands, but saw Zhao Bijia carelessly rubbing his hands on the dusty and torn red wedding dresses, Zhan Zhao couldn't help but shut up. He closed his eyes, hiding all his loneliness.

"Why did you come out in the middle of the night?" Zhao Bijia hugged Zhao Xuan tightly, and at the same time, she did not forget to give the two people a hard look, and told Zhan Zhao, "Knock them both out!"

Zhao Xuan trembled, and took Zhao Bijia's hand, "Sister still not well?"

Zhao Bijia retracted her nails, smiled at him, and avoided the question, "My sister will protect you from now on."

Zhao Xuan hummed, and said, "I saw a fire outside, so I put on my clothes and went out to have a look, and then—" He glanced at the two guards on the ground, "They knocked out my eunuch, I—"

"What's wrong with your face?" Zhao Bijia suddenly saw a red mark on Zhao Xuan's face, and reached out to touch it.

It seemed to be a little painful, Zhao Xuan flinched, and whispered: "Father beat me."

"He's crazy!"

Zhao Xuan held her hand tightly, "Mother concubine went to ask him to let her sister go in the morning, but instead he reprimanded her mother and concubine, and ordered her to go to the summer resort to think about her mistakes!" He didn't even address him, "I went to beg him, and I was slapped."

Zhao Bijia took two deep breaths, looked at the two guards on the ground, one of them had been woken up by Zhan Zhao, and was asking questions, "...Let me ask you first, if what you said is different from him, you can decide for yourself Do it..."

Zhao Bijia sighed, and said, "I miss Yang Hean so much at this time, if he was here, I must have asked about it."

Zhan Zhao's hand seemed to tremble, and the person in his hand was snatched away by Zhao Bijia.

Zhao Bijia scratched the man's face with one paw, "Do you know who I am?" There was a smile in her tone, and a hint of ruthlessness.

The guard shook his head halfway and then nodded, Zhao Bijia smiled very satisfied, stretched out his hand to press on his chest, and grabbed it with a little force, five blood spots came out on the man's chest.

"What are you arresting the prince for?"

The guard took a deep breath, and while hesitating, Zhao Bijia pawed up again.

Seriously, hearing that the princess is a monster is completely different from seeing the princess as a monster. The man was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and yelled—he thought he was yelling, but in fact, not only was his voice not loud, but he also yelled. With vibrato.

"It was the Taoist priest's order to take the prince to the Empress Dowager's Palace."

Zhao Bijia frowned and sneered, "Is this the truth? I'm a little disappointed?"

The man's eyes seemed to be a little evasive, and Zhao Bijia pressed on his chest a few times without being in a hurry, "I'm such a naive princess, you really think I'm such a foolish order?"

Her expression was different again... Zhan Zhao frowned, Zhao Bijia raised his eyes to look at him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his smile was pretty, but with a hint of sarcasm.

Zhan Zhao took a deep breath, but he didn't explain that the frown was not because of her hurting someone or something...but because of his heartache, especially when he heard the word "innocent", he wished that Zhao Bijia would remain so innocent.

Zhan Zhao suddenly reached out and tapped his shoulder twice, the man's expression twisted instantly, tears, nose, saliva and so on flowed out together, Zhao Bijia jumped up in fright, turned his head and glared at Zhan Zhao, "You This man is really—"

The guards kneeling on the ground were already crying bitterly and said everything, "Someone over there has already killed the life of Concubine Pang's new little prince, and they are going to blame this on the prince!"