The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 204 Life and Death
The maid escorted her here, but she refused to go any further, even refusing to tell her, and fled down the stairs in a hurry.

There were no servants serving at the gate of Changsi Temple, it was so empty and lonely that one even wondered if there was anyone inside.

While it was still early, Zhao Shuang carefully opened the door.

The ground is as smooth as a mirror, and like a deep lake swallowing everything that enters it.There is a white spiral staircase in the center of the hall, and there is a viewing platform upstairs.

Zhao Shuang recalled that this was the attic where Yang Xuan and Ming Jing failed to assassinate Xiao Yan last time.

There were dark clouds billowing outside, and there were no lights in the hall, only a little light came in from the stairs.

Xiao Yan...will he be on it?She walked into the main hall, stood at the stairs, and just raised her head to look up the white stairs when she heard a low and weak man's voice behind her.

"How did you come?"

Although he tried his best to hide it, there was still a deep tiredness in his voice.

Zhao Shuang turned around and saw a thin figure standing in the darkness.

The man was dressed in royal blue open-necked tunic, holding a torch in his hand, and was bowing to light the candles on the table.

"I have something to ask you." Zhao Shuang frowned and looked at him, what Yang Xuan said echoed in his mind.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after we get married tomorrow." Xiao Yan moved his steps and lit two candles in the corner, and the hall of Chang Si was suddenly filled with soft yellow light, which illuminated his handsome face softly. Light overflows.

Zhao Shuang looked around, there was the devilish energy of the horn of Lihun, and Qingwu's barrier was the weakest.

To be on the safe side, she still made a formula to hide the aura of the entire Changsi Hall in the enchantment, before asking, "Are you Cheng Qian?"

During these two days of meditation practice, she has broken most of Qing Wu's seal.

Hearing this, the blue-robed man paused, stared blankly at her for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "Are you crazy about Cheng Qian? It's a fantasy!"

"If you're not Cheng Qian, why do you still have a thousand-mile sound-transmitting mirror?" Zhao Shuang said, glancing at a rusty bronze mirror hanging on a hanger beside the bed.

Last time in the Black Moon Palace, she only cared about carrying Cheng Qian's body back, and left the thousand-mile sound transmission mirror in the Black Moon Palace.

"But I think it's a treasure, so I don't want to throw it away." Xiao Yan slowly walked back to the couch and sat down, looked up at the bronze mirror, and said, "The national teacher said that tomorrow is a rare auspicious day in a thousand years, as long as you I will become husband and wife, and I will sit on the world in the future..."

"Cheng Qian!" Zhao Shuang interrupted him, yelling angrily, "Are you still obsessed with obsession? My magic won't last long, and soon the Qingwu barrier will be able to detect what you and I said. When the time comes, you and me You're going to die, why don't you tell the truth?"

Qing Wu is now leading the Yaoren Corps to guard the city, and has no time to take care of the affairs in the palace. When he comes back, if he finds out that Xiao Yan is a fake, he will definitely become angry and kill him.

Xiao Yan turned his head to look at her, there seemed to be a sparkle in his eyes, then he suddenly leaned forward, and threatened with a dark face, "What? You don't want to marry me? If you don't want to, then Yang Xuan and Mingjing... tomorrow There is only one dead end!"

"You are the one who will die!" Zhao Shuang took a few steps forward, looking at his face, "Your evil spirits have already begun to erode Xiao Yan's body, even if you survive tomorrow, you won't be able to live long!"

Xiao Yan looked at her, and suddenly lowered his eyes sadly, "It's fine to survive tomorrow, cough cough... why can't we wait until..."

He started coughing loudly, and his headache was so severe that it felt like a dagger was digging flesh back and forth in his brain.

Zhao Shuang walked to the couch, stretched out his hand and poured some qi over his head, Xiao Yan regained his composure, stopped coughing, hung his head and did not speak.

"Cheng Qian, tell me, what's going on?" Zhao Shuang squatted down and looked up into his pale golden eyes, "How did you become like this?"

The man looked at her, hesitated and didn't speak.

His pale complexion was slightly flushed under the candlelight, and under the high nose and deep eyes, there seemed to be another handsome image of a Central Plains man hidden.

"You still don't say it?" Zhao Shuang looked around and threatened, "My spell won't last long. If Qingwu knows that you are Cheng Qian, I will never let you go."

The candlelight was flickering, and it seemed that it was going to snow again outside Changsi Hall, and there was the faint sound of an army attacking the city.

"After I was kidnapped by Xiao Yan and came to Beiliang Kingdom, he and Qingwu forced me to take the Death Soul Grass and become the leader of the Medicine Corps." The blue-robed man shook his head and smiled wryly, falling into memories, "During that time, I Unconscious, as if dead. In my world, there is only endless darkness, and even thinking has stopped, and I only know that I am constantly fighting."

He clenched his fists as he spoke, "Until... one day, I picked up a bronze mirror on the battlefield, and a woman's voice came from the mirror..."

Xiao Yan took down the small mirror from the hanger beside the bed, took it in his hand and stroked it over and over again.

"It's a sound transmission mirror for thousands of miles..." Zhao Shuang looked at him, tears dripping down unconsciously.

"Listening to that voice, there seemed to be a little light in front of my eyes, and I vaguely remembered something, but it was still vague." The man's face was as white as paper, his eyes were slightly red, but he showed an alluring smile. Bring the mirror back, and I often hear your voice from inside, although I know you are not calling me, but my heart is still awakened by you."

"You saved me on the battlefield in Shangjing..." Zhao Shuang wiped away tears and couldn't stop crying, "I killed you, if it wasn't for saving me, you wouldn't have been turned into a medicine man by them ...and won't betray Xiao Yan and offend Xiao Yan..."

"Life and death are fate, and I have never regretted it," the man in front of me seemed to have gradually changed into Cheng Qian's appearance, still as youthful and flawless as ever, "Later when I returned to Black Moon Palace, Xiao Yan insisted on killing me. I didn't know what kind of spell was used on me, and I died again. I also saw Xiao Yan stabbing my ears and eyes several times with a dagger, and blood flowed out. At that time, I realized To the point that...your own soul...is not dead, nor is it in the body."

"Then where is your soul?" Zhao Shuang looked at him, and suddenly looked at a horn wrapped in white linen next to his pillow, and exclaimed, "Your soul was sucked away by the horn of Lihun?"

The man nodded, held her hand and said with a wry smile, "Maybe it's because I've been with that Horn of Departing Soul for too long, and I've merged into one. The power became... more powerful than before. Later, when Xiao Yan wanted to play the horn of Lihun, I took the opportunity to devour his soul and attach to him."

"Cheng Qian! Your soul... didn't recover, but was corroded by the demonic energy of the horn of Lihun, and became half-human, half-demon!" Zhao Shuang looked at his sunken face, and a line of tears flowed again. Come down, "From now on... you have to feed on human souls, otherwise... you won't last for a month."

"Really?" Cheng Qian held his forehead with one hand, and smiled very reluctantly, as if his head started to hurt again, "I still want...to be married to you before leaving..."

(End of this chapter)