I just want to be a salted fish

"Despicable and shameless villain!"

Cang Beiqing, Fang Yuanzhou and Quan Luo cursed Fu Qingyun in unison angrily.

Although Ling Youqian and Ye Ximiao didn't speak, their expressions were very bad.

If even the one from the heaven came to ask for marriage, they would be hard to deal with.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became more and more heavy.

Feng Jiuyue kept a cold face and didn't speak the whole time, even though Ling Lingqi smiled and flattered her, she was ruthlessly ignored by him.

Seeing that she couldn't please her, Ling Lingqi wanted to kill Zhang Yaozu.

Things got messed up more and more.

After the meal, no matter how much Ling Lingqi tried to talk, Feng Jiuyue always had a beautiful face, as if she didn't want to listen to her explanation.

Before he could coax him well, he was informed by the Ling couple to go to the inner hall for questioning.

But before that, Ling Lingqi first separated two primordial spirits in the sea of ​​consciousness, and had a small conversation with herself.

Ling Lingqi, the primordial spirit in white, finally knew the existence of another primordial spirit.

Time was running out, so Ling Lingqi in red made a long story short and briefly explained the situation to Ling Lingqi in white.

"So, I'm neither wearing a text nor a soul, I'm the Seventh Junior Sister?" Ling Lingqi in white was a little dazed, as if she couldn't accept the truth.

"Yes, you and I are both the Seventh Junior Sister." The red-clothed Primordial Spirit Ling Lingqi said firmly.

Ling Lingqi in white closed her eyes and tried hard to accept the truth.

After a long time, she asked Hongyi Ling Lingqi: "People usually only have one soul, but I have two souls with different temperaments. Why?"

Ling Lingqi in red said: "In the last life, how we died, you should be very clear in your heart."

Ling Lingqi in white lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "Death to death."

Ling Lingqi in red looked up at the vast white sea of ​​consciousness, and said with sad eyes: "It is precisely because of such a tragic death that the soul cannot condense on its own after reincarnation, resulting in the separation of the primordial spirit."

Ling Lingqi in white was silent for a moment and said, "You stabbed Ah Yue's waist, right?"

Ling Lingqi in red turned her head and said affirmatively, "That's right, I stabbed it."

"You can do it." Ling Lingqi in white was so angry that his mouth trembled.

Resisting the urge to hit herself, Baiyi Ling Lingqi said with a serious expression: "I don't want to pursue the grievances and grievances of the previous life, and please don't do anything to hurt Ah Yue again, otherwise I will never forgive you lightly. "

Even if fighting with her soul would hurt herself, she would never allow anyone to hurt Feng Jiuyue, especially if that person was herself.

Ling Lingqi in red said: "Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again."

Ling Lingqi in white said: "Okay, I hope you can keep your promise."

In order to avoid suspicion from parents, Ling Lingqi, the primordial spirit in white, went to the inner hall for questioning.

Unintentionally provoking Peach Blossom, and being sought out to ask for a marriage, Ling Lingqi knew that she had caused trouble, so she didn't dare to hide anything, so she told her parents everything that happened recently.

After listening, Ye Ximiao turned pale and said: "That is to say, not only the young masters outside, but you are also involved with Emperor Qingyun, Mr. Mo and Young Master Youming?"

Ling Lingqi nodded.

Ye Ximiao had a headache and supported her forehead, she didn't know how to say that her daughter was good.

Ling Lingqi, the primordial spirit in white, doesn't know what happened in the Demon Realm, otherwise Ye Ximiao would have taken her daughter and husband to run away overnight.

"Father, mother, I really didn't provoke them on purpose, it's because they all don't know what to do, and if they insist on pestering me, there's nothing I can do."

Ling Lingqi bowed her head and admitted her mistake, her tone full of grievances.