My husband is born again

Chapter 514
Ruan Ling held the glass bowl in both hands, and put it in front of Gan Die.

Gan Die blinked her eyes vigorously and tried her best to brew. After a long time, she looked helpless: "My lord, I can't cry."

"Or should I beat you up?"

"...Don't." Gan Die hurriedly waved her hands, showing a determined face, "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely cry!"

She turned around and walked to the window, with a look of melancholy on her face, looking faintly into the distance.

A pair of watery eyes seemed to be able to shed crystal tears at any time.

Ruan Ling held the glass bowl and placed it in front of her, not even daring to breathe, for fear of disturbing her emotions.

Time passed little by little.

Ruan Ling's arms were sore.

She stared into Gan Die's eyes, wishing she could reach out and pick out her tears.

Gan Die sighed softly, looked away, and smiled wryly, "My lord, I can't cry if you stare at me like this."

"Then I'll go aside, I won't look at you! You brew slowly by yourself."

Ruan Ling turned around and walked to the desk, picked up a pen to write.

As a city god, he was in charge of the affairs of the underworld in a county, and there were many complicated things. Every day, he had to write about the good and evil of the ghost during his lifetime, and he also regularly wrote official documents to submit to the underworld.

Although there are Zhiwan and the others to help, they are busy enough.

When she finished writing an official document, she looked up and saw Gan Die was still staring at the glass bowl in a daze.

"My lord..." Gan Die cried, "I don't know why, I just can't cry. What should I do?"

Ruan Ling put down her pen, thought for a while, and said, "Just imagine that the person you care about the most has left you."

"Gan Die has no father or mother, no one who cares."

"Then imagine that you are abandoned by the man you love!"

"I've always been the only one who abandoned men."

"..." Ruan Ling gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, "Then you imagine that your godhead will be abolished, your spells will disappear, you will be wronged, and you will be sent to the eighteenth floor of hell!"

Gan Die pursed her mouth: "My lord, you are too cruel."

"Isn't this imagination, think about it quickly."

"..." Gan Die raised her face and pondered for a while, then finally sighed, "I still can't cry."

Ruan Ling thought for a while and said, "I think these imaginations haven't really happened after all. No matter how much you say, you won't have any real feelings."

"Yes, my lord."

"I have an idea." Ruan Ling smiled maliciously at her, "Do you still remember the disfigurement by He Yun last time?"

When Gan Die heard this, his expression changed immediately.

"Recall," Ruan Ling's fingers lightly brushed across her face, with a low voice, "The knife cut hard on your white and tender skin like the first snow. The flesh is rolled up, the bones are thick, and there is a little blood A little oozes out..."

Thinking of the scene at that time, Gan Die trembled all over and turned pale.

She let out a low cry, covered her face with her hands, and wept tremblingly.

Ruan Ling quickly brought the glass bowl to her eyes.

Tick.

A tear fell into the bowl.

Then another drop.

Tears fell into the bowl like broken strings of pearls.

"Enough, enough," Ruan Ling shouted joyfully holding the glass bowl, "Gan Die, don't cry, there are already many!"

But Gan Die ignored her at all.

She covered her face, crying non-stop.

That scene at that time left her with too much shadow and fear.

For the naturally beautiful Fox family, appearance is the most important thing in their life.

They would rather die than lose their beauty.

(End of this chapter)