You Nu forget the river

Chapter 4

I staggered and recruited Xiangyun, and went straight to Ziwei Palace. At that time, Emperor Ziwei was playing chess with the Taishang Laojun. I was so flustered that I stumbled and knelt down in front of him before I could report: "Dijun, don't forget the river!" Marry." I didn't notice, tears were all over my face.

Taishang Laojun helped me up: "What kind of a person is crying."

"Dijun, I broke up Guiyuan and Qingge that day, how can I have the face to remarry now?"

"Nonsense!" Taishang Laojun moved his fly whisk, "Wang Chuan knelt here that day, begging the emperor to complete Guiyuan and Qingge, how can we break it up?"

Emperor Ziwei also came over and took me into his arms: "Wangchuan, I know that the heavenly tribulation follows the will of heaven. I know that you are suffering in your heart. If you want to complete Guiyuan and Qingge, or complete Qingge and Siyu, I will do it for you." I believe you are suffering. You jumped off the Zhuxiantai, and the Western Buddha took your soul and placed it in the lotus. The seven sufferings of the ten thousand year calendar begin to transform into a human form, who can bear the suffering of ten thousand years of reincarnation?"

"Everything is just let nature take its course, Wang Chuan, why bother to be persistent?" Taishang Laojun was also on the side to help.

He seemed to have listened to some persuasion in a daze, and rushed to Zhuxiantai somehow.

Zhuxian Terrace is not big, but it is very high, standing like Optimus Prime in a dark place.There is no light, no shadow, no clouds and no one around, it is the most unlike heaven in the heavenly world. I stood facing the wind in front of the Zhuxian Terrace, thinking about how I had practiced for 4 years, and I had to be wiped out.

I was thinking about it, but tears were falling down my cheeks, one drop after another was hot, and even my neck felt scorching hot. I looked down and saw that it was the blood-red blood-red stone given to me by Meng Po in the mansion of Huangquan Difu, strung with silkworm silk. It fell on the neck.

Putting the palm of my hand and shaking it lightly, in the darkness, I heard a trembling voice: "Princess Zixuan..."

I made a trick and turned into some light, just now I saw that it turned out to be Si Ming who was guarding Zhuxiantai. Speaking of this Si Ming, there is still some origin. At the banquet in Kunlun Xu 500 years ago, we looked at each other sympathetically. Occasionally, Si Ming would go to my lotus pond to beg for some wine.

I have heard the name of Princess Zixuan before. Emperor Ziwei has three daughters. The eldest daughter Wenjun married King Ashura, and the second daughter is Zixuan. After death, the third daughter was Qing Ge who married Siyu whom I had been thinking of.It is said that I have a very good relationship with Qingge from day to day, but in the thousands of years of returning to the heaven, I have never deliberately found her shadow. Maybe I know that the sweetheart I admire is married to her, so how much do I feel? Also a little uncomfortable.

When Si Ming saw it was me, he was disappointed for a moment, but he caught my eyes inadvertently: "So it's Wang Chuan, your eyesight is not as good as before, your purple and white body, how can you remind me of Princess Zixuan. Are you... do you want to dance Zhuxiantai again?"

I knew that Si Ming was joking with me, so I looked at the bottomless Zhuxian Terrace: "Back then, when I jumped off this platform, you were lazy to drink that jade-like wedding wine?"

Si Ming suddenly smiled, a bit sadly: "Wang Chuan's memory is really not as good as before. You forgot what I mentioned to you last time. That day, I gave you a lantern, and then I was punished by five thunderbolts."

I suddenly had the slightest impression: "It's hurting you. Another day, I'll treat you to a good wine."

Si Ming pursed his lips and smiled, sighed and whispered: "Wang Chuan, at that time, you will have nothing to love in life, right?"

I feel a little distressed, saying that this Zhuxian Terrace is the practice of Zhuxian people, but all punishments are desolate, and now after 2 years, I can clearly feel my desire to die at that time, as if I was relieved.

I turned my head and looked at Si Ming: "Yes, there is nothing to love in life, so it's just like this."

"Wangchuan got married on the ninth day of September, I'm going to get drunk!" Si Ming laughed heartily, which made me a little sad.

"Am I in love with Siyu or Guiyuan?" I laughed at myself, brushing the hair on my chest with my fingers.

"Wang Chuan, you should have thought it through in the past 2 years, but you are still like this. Back then, you jumped up and asked this question!"

I laughed.

Zhuxiantai has become a mystery, but the only thing that makes my heart clear is that I would like to be wiped out.

(End of this chapter)