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Chapter 823 Falling into a Dream (3)

"You see, I am now a thorn in the heart of the world.

In their eyes, even if I die, it will be considered cheap for me.

I should go to the [-]th floor of hell, where I will be burned by the fire day and night, and life would be worse than death.

If I entered the Tianxuan Hall, stood shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Venerable, and played the harp with Jingshi Jialan, and lived a happy life from then on, then the people would definitely be pissed off.

At that time, they will definitely keep stumbling me, let alone vent their anger that has no place to rest on the Hall of Death and Life.

Our hall has only just started to improve, and we simply cannot stand the joint conquest of the world again and again.

So, the worse I live in Tianxuan Palace, the more persecuted I am, the more alienated I am from Jing Shijialan, and the more I betray my relatives, the more people in the world will feel that I deserve it, and the unwillingness and resentment in my heart will be relieved a little bit. a bit.

In this way, life in the main hall will be easier. "

Having said that, Wanyan breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head, and said:
"It's all right now. On the first day I entered the palace, I was tortured by Jing Shajialan with the power of the eight star palaces. I lost my face. People in the world must have a bad breath. The nearest hall of death and life should be It will be safe for a few days."

Speaking of this, Wanyan wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and showed a gratified smile on the other hand.

A smile on the face of a person covered in bruises and blood is far more poignant than tears.

In the dream, Qi Luo's eyes were red.

Wanyan was in a hurry, and hurriedly moved closer, rubbing the back of her hand on the relatively clean clothes of the other party, stretched out to wipe Qiluo's tears, and comforted:

"Mother, don't be sad! You have suffered so much for me, what is it that I suffer from this little injury?

What's more, in order to protect the hall, no matter how bitter it is, I eat it sweet! "

While wiping Qi Luo's tears, Wanyan held her head up and smiled hard.

But the tears of the person in front of him grew more and more.

However, even though he was crying, the man didn't even make a sound.

"And...besides that, I have other intentions in asking for the Thunder and Lightning today!"

As Wanyan said, she stretched out her left hand, looked over and over again, and said with a little loss:

"I thought there was thunder and lightning, and there was a chance to inspire my Shahua power.

But now it seems that it doesn't work..."

Wanyan sighed softly, but said firmly in a low voice:
"It seems that I have to find another way.

I must, must awaken the power of Sahua as soon as possible! "

Qi Luo's eyes were full of tears, she didn't speak, just looked at Wanyan, and gently stroked away the stains on Wanyan's face.

For Wanyan, there is nothing more comforting than Qi Luo's eyes at this time.

That look tells Wanyan that you are not alone.

"It's okay, mother, it's okay, just rest assured.

They will not do anything to me until I give birth to the crown prince of Jing Shajialan.

And it is absolutely impossible for me to raise evil seeds for Tianxuan Palace.

Now, seeing how Jing Shijialan treats me like this, he also hates me very much, and there will be more opportunities to fight with him in the future!

Since people in the world don't want to see me singing in harmony, I'll let them see what it means to be a true husband and wife. "

Wanyan talked on and on and on and on, I don't know how long she talked.

It wasn't until she was too tired to speak that she threw herself into Qi Luo's arms and buried her head in Qi Luo's arms.

Qi Luo still didn't say a word, just patted Wanyan's back lightly over and over again, like comforting an injured kitten, without stopping all night.

After a long time, Qi Luo in the dream thought Wanyan was asleep, but she heard Wanyan's voice suddenly coming from her arms.

"People whose souls are scattered can no longer enter the dreamland."

Wanyan's voice was calm and weak.

The person holding Wanyan was visibly stiff when he heard the words, but he didn't explain anything.

And Wanyan, knowing that the person in front of her is not her mother, still hugs her tightly and won't let go.

After a long time, Wanyan said softly again:
"Whoever you are, thank you...thank you for coming, thank you for lying to me...

Thank you also for healing me. "

The person in the dream couldn't see Wanyan's face, but could hear Wanyan's deep tears.

She knew, she always knew.

Knowing that her mother will never come again, knowing that the person holding her is patting her back hand, has been silently passing on determination to help her wound heal.

Wanyan could feel that the man hugged herself tighter and tighter, so tight that she wanted to embed herself into his soul.

It was so tight that Wanyan could clearly feel his trembling and trembling.

I'm sorry...Yan'er...I'm sorry...

Wanyan's head was buried in the man's arms, she couldn't see it.

The face of the person holding her has changed.

The most cold and merciless eyes were completely drowned by the redness of hundreds of emotions.

The person who didn't even look at Wanyan when he killed her during the day, now holds Wanyan tightly in his arms, crying silently like a child.

Jing Shijialan.

. . .

When Wanyan opened her eyes, it was already daylight, and in front of her eyes was a disconcertingly high and white marble ceiling.

The former Wanyan had a certain appreciation for white.

But now, Wanyan only thinks that white is the most unlucky and ominous color in the world.

Wanyan lay with her eyes open, without moving, she could clearly feel the side of her face, and the pillow was still wet.

Wanyan felt strange, wondered why she was suddenly so big-hearted, and slept so deeply and comfortably on the first night of being alone in Tianxuan Palace.

Just when Wanyan was thinking about what to do next, a face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

There was no fluctuation in Wanyan's eyes, she just looked at her quietly.

The person who came was a kind-faced woman, about 50 or [-] years old.

Facing Wanyan's luggage lying down, she respectfully said: "My maidservant, Yungu, is ordered by my lord to come and serve the queen empress."

Wanyan didn't even look at her, she still stared at the ceiling, and asked coldly:
"Which Holy One?"

Yun Gu didn't seem to notice that Wanyan was full of disrespect towards the Holy One, she still said respectfully:
"Empress Zhun was joking, there has always been only one Supreme God in Tianxuan Palace, and there is only one Supreme God in the world.

Today, the temple is the 110th holy deity holding the throne. "

"Oh..." Wanyan didn't listen to these explanations at all, and said, "That's what Jing Shijialan sent you here."

Yun Gu smiled and nodded, but still corrected:
"Mother-in-law, you just entered the temple, and you may not know that in the temple, the highest decree is also the highest taboo, which is the name of the lord.

Although you and Your Majesty will be married in six days, Niang Niang, getting married with Your Majesty is different from ordinary people, and proper etiquette is still indispensable. "

(End of this chapter)