Did the princess succeed in her revenge today?

Chapter 7 Ruthless People
Jing Yu left behind two books of the secret methods of the demon clan, and let Sheng Qingshu figure out by herself during the day, and whenever the moon rises, the full aura will help her run her internal power according to the secret methods.

The land of the most yin is the most perfect place for Sheng Qingshu to practice now. With the help of Jing Yu, Sheng Qingshu has cultivated a temporary body in just two months.

Jing Yu even taught her a set of sword techniques, Sheng Qingshu did not dare to neglect it, and she was not as serious as she is now when she was in school.

It should be said that Jing Yu is really a good teacher. Considering that she has no strength, the swordsmanship taught to her is also based on surprise attacks and thrusts, and does not rely entirely on physical strength.

When Sheng Qingshu was able to persist for more than ten moves under Jing Yu's command, Jing Yu was finally willing to let her out.

The two of them ate at the table one by one the meals they bought from Yunhelou. Ever since she knew she liked it, Jing Yu almost moved Yunhelou back.

If it wasn't for the fact that the chef was afraid, Jing Yu would almost tie a cook back.

"By the way, Yingying, I have to leave for a few days. That old guy, the demon lord Xuan Ling, got into trouble and asked me to clean up his mess."

Jing Yu warned again, "You must be in the Demon Realm during this period of time. If you are bored, I will let Yi Yi take you around. Don't run around."

Sheng Qingshu nodded, "Then when will you come back, I really want to go to the world for a while."

"I don't know. If you really want to go, you must do it secretly. You don't have a temperature and heartbeat yet. I'm afraid that someone who is interested will find out that it will be bad for you."

Sheng Qingshu touched her chest again. Although she had cultivated a physical body, she still had no heartbeat or body temperature.

The most familiar body is always cold.

Seeing her lonely expression, Jing Yu couldn't help reaching out and stroking her hair.

"It's okay Yingying, I'll come back and take you to have a good time. This time I will go to the demon world to find that old guy, he must have a way."

Sheng Qingshu's body froze, but her head subconsciously avoided his hand.

After getting along for so long, she can understand what Jing Yu means.

He never mentioned sacrifices, and always gave himself a gentle and cheerful side, and tried his best to give himself the best, but for the current Sheng Qingshu, she didn't want these things.

She once had the most beautiful love, but it was also this love that ruined everything.

Sheng Qingshu kept her head down, and Jing Yu's hands were also frozen there.

"Jing Yu, no, I should actually call you Lord Demon Lord."

"Yingying, this is you."

"Master Demon Lord." Sheng Qingshu raised her head and looked into Jing Yu's eyes.

"May I ask you not to call me Yingying? I hate this name, and I hate myself now."

"I want nothing but revenge. I have no heart, no warmth, and no emotion."

Jing Yu's eyes flickered, wet like tears, but they didn't flow down.

"I am very grateful to you, so I am willing to give you my soul. Don't do so much for me in the future. I really can't afford it."

After finishing speaking, Sheng Qingshu turned her head and stopped looking at her.

Jing Yu lowered her hands and remained silent for a long time, and finally walked out without saying anything, leaving only Sheng Qingshu sitting blankly.

From this day on, Jing Yu really disappeared, including [-].

Others in the Demon Realm have already been ordered, and they are not allowed to hang out in front of Sheng Qingshu if they have nothing to do.

On the third day lying in the sea of ​​flowers and counting the stars, Sheng Qingshu couldn't bear it anymore, she wanted to run to the world for a while.

Randomly pinched an invisibility tactic, and through the handover between the demon world and the human world, Sheng Qingshu finally returned to the most familiar human world.

Walking on Zhuque Street, the city is extremely prosperous, the street is brightly lit, and the shouts of small vendors on both sides of the road come and go.

The children on the street were chasing and laughing with all kinds of lanterns. Sheng Qingshu was gradually fascinated by watching, but suddenly heard someone saying Pei Yi's name.

Following the source of the voice, Sheng Qingshu walked to a teahouse, where the storyteller was concentrating on his speech.

"The red-toothed and white Qiongzhi Yushu born by the son of the Pei family, the official is the Taifu and the prince's young teacher, but he invited himself to the bitter cold place in Luocheng to guard the city for three years, where he ate and lived with the soldiers, and even went to the fields to plow himself. Livestock, benefiting the people, this is the prosperity of Luocheng today."

"Teacher Pei had a deceased wife, a princess of the previous dynasty. Unfortunately, the confidante died young, and Taifu Pei was deeply affectionate and loyal and never married again."

Deep affection?These four words exploded in Sheng Qingshu's mind like thunder, and she was so angry that she no longer wanted to listen to what the storyteller said.

Fake!all fake!Sheng Qingshu shouted in her heart, why is such a ruthless person like Pei Yi praised and passed down through the ages?
It was as if a fire was burning in Sheng Qingshu's heart, she couldn't control it anymore, and moved towards the palace.

Relying on her memory, Sheng Qingshu found the palace, and flew on top of her. She had never stood at such a high place to observe the palace, which was once her home.

The roof is covered with golden glazed tiles, trimmed with green trim, which is bright even at night.

It seems that a wedding is being held in the palace, everything in sight is red, and the phoenix spreads its wings on the eaves carved from sandalwood wood.

Red lanterns are hung under the eaves, and the lanterns are also decorated with gold threads and painted with auspicious patterns.

Sheng Qingshu stared blankly, and followed the welcoming crowd, a group of people in splendid attire came out of the hall.

Looking through the window, there is a young girl sitting in the hall, wearing a bright red wedding dress.

Through the hijab, she couldn't see her expression clearly, but Sheng Qingshu was able to imagine it.

It must be joy and anxiety, just like the original self, with hope for the future.

That was the wedding that I was looking forward to day and night. I used to sit alone in the house like this, waiting for my husband to lift his hijab, and love him for a lifetime.

Even though the matter of the Pei family had already been revealed at that time, Pei Yi still agreed to marry him. He thought it was a combination of love and affection, but he didn't expect that the foreshadowing had already been laid.

That day, I didn't realize that there was a trace of sadness in Pei Yi's gentle smile, and that such ambition was hidden under the mask of a perfect husband.

A gust of cold wind woke Sheng Qingshu up, and for some reason, Sheng Qingshu smelled a familiar smell in the wind, like Pei Yi's smell.

It is the fragrance of jasmine. In the past, I liked to put the dried jasmine in Pei Yi's sachet.

Following this smell, Sheng Qingshu leaped across the roof, and soon came to a courtyard at the farthest corner of the palace.

No one was on duty in Nuo Da's yard. Unlike the lights and festoons outside, this yard was not decorated at all.

Sheng Qingshu walked into the room, there was a grand teacher's chair in the hall, and an old man sat on it.

That man was full of hair and gray beard, it was clearly Pei Yi's face, but his face was already seventy-seven years old.

Sheng Qingshu was so shocked that she couldn't speak. The old man seemed to be dozing off, but he was muttering to himself.

"Yingying. Yingying" actually called her boudoir name.

Xu Shi heard footsteps, the man slowly woke up, and saw Sheng Qingshu with a confused expression on his face.

"Who are you? Who sent you here? Did you not kneel down when you saw Gu?"

"You don't know me? Pei Yi, you keep saying my name over and over again, how dare you say you don't know me?"

Sheng Qingshu almost roared out these words, only to see the old man's eyes clear for a moment, and before he could say anything, he tilted his head and died.

Dead, Pei Yi is dead.

Sheng Qingshu tremblingly stepped forward to check his breath, unable to believe that Pei Yi died in front of her like this.

Suddenly there were hurried footsteps outside the door, no matter how puzzled Sheng Qingshu was, she could only go through the window and leave.

(End of this chapter)