The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Mrs. Li sighed, "Although we have severed the relationship, he is indeed a good official. I hope he will have a good pregnancy in his next life."

Ye Siheng said, "I'm afraid I can't, he killed many people."

The people in the mansion were stunned.

Mrs. Li couldn't believe it, and stepped forward a few steps, "What? How did he kill someone?"

Ye Siheng said: "With a mouthful of resentment, he turned into a fierce ghost, killed his disciples, and took back the money he gave them back then."

He glanced at the silver on the ground.

Li Shi and Li Bin were even more shocked.

After all, Cao Qing treated his disciples better than his own son.

Afterwards, Mrs. Li cried and laughed, and said, "He deserves it. He wanted to become an academic scholar respected by everyone, but in the end he died in a bad way, and he still held a mouthful of resentment."

It's all right to treat them badly in life, but to implicate their mother and child after death!

Li Bin was silent.

After all, the deceased had already passed away, so it was hard for him to say anything else.

Chu Shuo looked at the bag of money, and there seemed to be bank notes in it, so he asked, "Then what should we do with the money?"

Mrs. Li shook her head lightly: "We have nothing to do with him, please return the money to the prince."

Li Bin has no objection to this.

Not everyone is forgiven in the end.

The best thing is, don't owe anything while you're alive.

Xie Beihan said in a low voice: "Then he killed a lot of people, and he will suffer when he arrives in the underworld, right?"

Li Shi and Li Bin were not touched.

On the contrary, Mrs. Li was still a little worried, "The debts he incurred must not fall on Bin'er."

She really hated Cao Qing so much, she treated them badly during her lifetime, and even made enemies with them after her death.

Li Bin also became worried.

It was Ye Siheng Zhouquan who said, "As long as you don't tell the outside world, who knows that Cao Qing did it. Dali Temple and Xuanzhengsi won't get into this matter, don't worry."

Li's mother and son let go of the boulder in their hearts, and their faces looked much better.

As for the silver, let's go to the national treasury.

This is over.

Several people left Li's house.

Nan Li unsteadily took out the teleportation talisman, and greeted Chu Shuo, "Second brother, let's go back and continue drinking."

Ye Siheng snatched her talisman and said, "That's enough for tonight, we'll drink it another day."

Chu Shuo was also ashamed. She didn't expect that the sixth younger sister could do anything except drink. She only had three drinks, and she was so drunk.

Seeing Ye Siheng's gloomy expression, he trembled endlessly, and said, "Yes, it's almost the end of tonight, Sixth Sister, you should go back with the prince first."

Nan Li became angry, "No, you must want to continue drinking behind my back."

She struggled through.

She has a lot of teleportation symbols.

Ye Siheng narrowed his eyes, and simply picked her up in his arms. A gust of wind blew by, and the two of them disappeared.

Chu Shuo trembled, and looked at Xie Beihan: "Guess, will the prince settle accounts with us tomorrow?"

Xie Beihan shook his straw arm and said: "I don't know, but I know that I have to call Sixth Sister to come over tomorrow and get me a new body."

How many days has it been.

Finally, he warned Chu Shuo: "Don't stand next to me in the future, no matter how bad my arm is, the sixth sister will despise me."

Yu Wangfu.

Nanli said that she wanted to continue drinking, but was carried back by Ye Siheng, already drowsy.

Seeing that her cheeks were still slightly red, Ye Siheng sighed helplessly, so he washed the towel and wiped her face and hands.

After wiping it again, when I changed and washed it, I only felt something strange behind me.

Ye Siheng turned his head.

I saw Nan Li sitting up, with a red mark looming on her forehead.

Her appearance has not changed, but she has a different aura at this moment.

A pair of dark eyes, full of coldness, also contained resentment and indifference.

"It's you."

Similarly, her voice was cold and heartless, but endless resentment could be heard.

"A Li?" Ye Siheng was startled and couldn't help but hold his breath.

"It was you who killed me." Nan Li's vermilion lips parted slightly, and her eyes sank.

She stretched out her hand and raised her finger, with an awe-inspiring look.

The mark on the forehead was very red at this time.

however--

She raised her hand for a moment, but there was still no will-o'-the-wisp.

She started to panic, raised her hands, and looked down: "Where's my ghost fire... Where's my ghost fire?!"

Ye Siheng frowned and moved forward.

"A Li, the will-o'-the-wisp has to be borrowed from the god of the underworld, and you can borrow it when you wake up."

Nan Li raised her head to look at him when she heard the words, her eyes were dim with tears, she choked up and said, "Little Immortal, if I don't have the will-o'-the-wisp, then I am not the god of the underworld."

Why did the mood change again?
It seemed that he was too drunk.

Ye Siheng coaxed her: "It's okay, when you wake up tomorrow, your ghost will be back."

"Really?"

"Really." Ye Siheng nodded.

Nan Li grinned, "Okay, then you can sleep with me."

Before Ye Siheng could agree, she was already lying on the soft quilt, pulled him off, wrapped her hands and feet around him, and hugged him tightly.

Ye Siheng's body tensed up, "A Li, I haven't undressed yet."

"Undress?" Nan Li blinked, and the hot breath sprinkled on his neck, "You have changed, you were reserved before, you are not cute at all."

"Then I won't undress."

"You don't take off your clothes? Then I'm not attractive, and you despise me."

"..." Ye Siheng no longer knew what to do.

Not long after, I heard her even breathing.

He moved her hands and feet away and turned sideways.

Candles were weak.

Her forehead is extremely clean, without any mark.

Ye Siheng frowned, stretched out his hand to touch it, and became more and more puzzled.

When he was in a daze, Nan Li uttered a moan, without raising his eyes, and his tone was a little coquettish: "My lord, don't touch it, it's itchy... go to sleep."

Ye Siheng let out a long breath, calming down a little.

"Okay." He said softly.

This is his Ali.

She must have been drunk just now, so she talked nonsense.

How could he hurt her if he liked her so much.

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Two days later, Emperor Mu Wu summoned the royal family members and important court officials to the Taimiao, and brought Chu Yan to worship the royal ancestors.

It was rare for Ye Siheng and Nan Li to put on formal clothes.

Although Ye Siheng's python robe was three layers inside and three layers outside, the nine-bead hair crown was not too heavy, and he looked good.

But Nanli is different.

The princess' formal dress was already grand, and there was also a golden pearl di crown on her head.

It doesn't matter, what matters is that there are tassel hairpins inserted on both sides, if she moves a bit more, the tassels will sway violently.

She has to move slightly, not sharply.

Not long after she stood there, her slightly made-up face was already smelly.

King Zhuang, as a representative of the royal family, read the sacrificial rites there.

The cadence is ups and downs, and the reading is quite passionate.

But it's too slow!
Nan Li glanced and almost lost her breath.

I only read half of it!

She couldn't help it, and was about to speak.

Ye Siheng beside him had already taken a step ahead and coughed.

People look over.

The sullen expression on his face immediately changed.

Emperor Mu Wu asked with concern: "Ninth brother, what's wrong with you?" (End of this chapter)