This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

The drunk king Tsing Yi was not an evil woman, but a mad woman.

But a madness is also a madness strong.

Chu Ziling's blushing face due to lack of oxygen showed a strange smile the moment she saw her: "You want to...kill me...okay...you kill me..."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, but he still showed a look of longing and intoxication, but he didn't seem to be in any pain.

Tsing Yi was stunned, and when he let go, Chu Ziling fell directly to the ground, the air re-entered his lungs, and it was difficult for him to adapt to the violent cough.

Coughing and coughing, he laughed again, looked up at Tsing Yi, with enthusiasm in his eyes, "Aren't you going to kill me? Why do you want to let go, Huangjie, don't stop, come, come and kill me. "

Most of the drunkenness on Tsing Yi had disappeared, and he squinted at him, then turned his head to look elsewhere.

"Hey, evil beast, do you like this kind of pervert?"

Beside the brazier, there was a sad figure squatting on the ground, it was the soul of the white fox.

Without Daoxing, it is just a fox with intelligence, and it is still a fox when it dies.

Chu Ziling followed her line of sight and saw that it was nothing but nothing. He looked around again, everyone was motionless, and the world was still gray.

Only her, only Tsing Yi!

The red dress on her body was bloody, like a piece of human skin that had just been peeled off.

"Sister Huang, are you talking to a ghost? What are ghosts like? Can they eat people? Can they kill people?" Chu Ziling not only did not have a hint of fear on her face, but she moved closer to her excitedly. The crazy and morbid smile is so perverted, "Sister Huang, you are not human, giggling, yes, you are very different from a year ago, are you also a ghost?"

Tsing Yi looked at him blankly and said indifferently, "You're really not afraid..."

"I'm afraid, but...it's so exciting..." Chu Ziling tilted her head and smiled, that smile was like a child's, "Huangjie, aren't you going to kill me? If I die, I'll turn into a ghost. Right? You're about to kill me."

"Little pervert, do you really want to die?" Tsing Yi squinted at him.

She had never encountered such a madman before, which was kind of interesting.

"I don't want to die, but it seems interesting to look at it." Chu Ziling looked at her with a smile, "Why aren't you angry anymore, Huangjie? You should really want to kill me, right?"

"Really? Why would I want to kill you?"

"Isn't Chu Ziyu being controlled by a monster?" Chu Ziling confessed and said with a smile, "I tell you, that fox did it. But I killed it just now, and it has been gone for so long. It's really useless to be able to kill Chu Ziyu... Its tail was cut off by Huangjie, or Huangjie, you are amazing."

Tsing Yi had a rare thought of wanting to listen to the perverted talk of the madman.

"You knew it was a demon from the beginning?"

"A normal fox doesn't have three tails. It comes to my palace every day, and it can understand what I say." Chu Ziling squinted and smiled and said, "That's why I thought, I told it I miss Chu Zi. Yu died, will it help me achieve my wish? In the end, what this fox really did, it was really obedient, but it was too useless."

Tsing Yi looked at him silently.

how to say……

This result was both expected and unexpected.

Chu Ziling confessed so frankly, which was somewhat unexpected. A **** **** love, no, it should be said to be unrequited love.

One pushed the boat smoothly, and the other was killed by a knife.

He broke his tail and fought back to its original shape. Hearing that the other party was in danger, he ran over desperately, but... he died at the hands of the other party.

"You're a real pervert and lunatic."

Tsing Yi said with emotion and smiled, if this kind of pervert becomes a ghost officer in the Yin Division, it is estimated that all the old ghosts and the little ghosts under the Yin Division will be delighted?

Chu Ziling's laughter was filled with joy, like a child being praised.

Tsing Yi suddenly pouted, walked over to the brazier to collect the white fox's soul, and then didn't even look at Chu Ziling, as if he was about to leave.

Chu Ziling, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly changed her face and became a little excited.

"You're leaving? You're not going to kill me?"

"Ang." Tsing Yi said lazily and glanced at him: "Suddenly you don't want to kill, you... It's boring."

The moment the voice fell, Tsing Yi disappeared.

Everything in King Ling's Mansion returned to its original state.

The sound of singing on the stage continued to make nine turns and eighteen turns. Chu Ziling stood on the spot, suddenly walked to the guard's side, picked up the bow and arrow and shot it all over the stage.

The music stopped abruptly, followed by the screams of the troupe.

"Why didn't you kill me, why..." Chu Ziling grinned grimly.

"Doesn't matter? Haha."

"Why do you only see Chu Ziyu in your eyes! So does your father! So do you! So does your mother! So does your uncle!!"

"It's boring...haha...it's really boring..."

Chu Ziling pulled the bowstring again, and the arrow pointed at the servants who were hurriedly fleeing downstairs, his eyes were crazy and ferocious, "But Huangjie...you are really interesting..."

...

In Fengtian Palace.

Chu Ziyu looked blankly at the old man on the bed.

Emperor Yan's body seems to be recovering, but his face is getting older every day.

"Why?" Chu Ziyu asked suspiciously. For the first time, he felt that maybe he had never seen through the bed, his father.

Emperor Yan opened his eyes wearily and looked at him: "Your journey has been too smooth."

Chu Ziyu clenched his fists, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"In this world, it seems that the emperor is in control of everything, but after all, what the emperor can control is only mortals." Emperor Yan said lightly: "You should also feel it, she is not an extraordinary person."

Chu Ziyu gritted her teeth, "She is the imperial sister!"

Emperor Yan grinned, as if a tattered bellows was pumping inward, "It doesn't matter who she is." At that moment, a gleam of light erupted in his eyes, "The important thing is that you step on her shoulders, Go to the top of no one!"

Chu Ziyu heard the same words twice today.

But the feeling is different.

Chu Ziyu looked at him, but his eyes were unprecedentedly cold, "So Royal Father, why did you practice the technique of Xuanmen for this?"

Emperor Yan glanced at him, but did not answer.

"You are luckier than me." There was envy in his eyes. "When a person's lifespan is limited, the emperor will end up with a handful of loess. Only by entering Fangwai can he truly live..."

Chu Ziyu took a deep breath, stood up, and looked at him lightly, "Erchen has been wanting to ask you, mother, how did she die?"

The scorching heat in Emperor Yan's eyes was replaced by silence.

Inside the hall, there was a long silence.

Chu Ziyu took two steps back and respectfully bowed to him.

"Maybe Erchen will never be the kind of person you want in this life."

Chu Ziyu said with an expressionless face, and finally glanced at him, "Chen, retire."

minister.

No longer a son.

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