Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 200 Murderous Intent 10
Heavy snow raged over the sky of the imperial capital, while the cold wind and white snow concealed turbulent waves.

Di Jiu was sitting on the couch in the room practicing, the phantom power in his body was raging and manic, the woman's brows became tighter and tighter, her cheeks gradually turned red, and she was sweating.

In the woman's mind, it suddenly became dark, and there was no light in the dark world.

All of a sudden, a ray of light seeped through, bringing with it the opposite thing.

The place seemed to be half empty, with only white clouds under the feet, and an illusory door. There was a luxurious and comfortable beauty couch beside the door, and transparent figures walked through the door from time to time.

Come and go, go and come, never stop.

Just when Emperor Jiu was wondering what this place was, a woman gradually appeared on the beauty couch. The woman had long gray hair, which was very long, and gradually swayed with the wind.

The black gauze skirt was long on the ground, her fair skin seemed tender enough to squeeze out water, her neck was slender, and the long gray hair not only did not look old, but it was a bit mysterious and enchanting.

That person sat there lazily, and every transparent soul passing by nodded to her to show respect.

Suddenly, the sharp eyes of the woman on the beauty's couch shot over, and at that moment Di Jiu finally understood what cold and piercing eyes were.

Also at the same time, she suddenly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the worried Snow Wolf.

Seeing that she finally opened her eyes, Snow Wolf heaved a sigh of relief: "Master, you almost went mad."

Di Jiu didn't know why, so when she looked up, she realized that it was already dark, Xuelang lit a candle, and her figure was stretched narrow by the light of the candle.

She rubbed her temples, she seemed a little tired, lying on her side on the couch, thinking about who that woman was just now.

She had never seen such a sharp and chilling woman.

Just thinking about it, Le Ji knocked on the door: "Master, someone is coming from the palace."

As soon as the words fell, Di Jiu stood up unhurriedly, flicked his fingers, pointed at the candle flame, the candle flame was instantly extinguished, and her shadow also disappeared in the room.

When the door was opened, Yue Zaiting who rushed over saw Di Jiu sitting in a wheelchair with a slightly pale face.

"Prince, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so embarrassing?" Yue Zaiting seemed really worried.

Di Jiu shook his head lightly, but he caught a glimpse of the memorial in Yue Zaiting's hands out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes instantly deepened.

"That's good, the miscellaneous family is here to deliver a message." Yue Zaiting handed the memorial to Di Jiu, "Prince, you have to prepare well."

Di Jiu held the memorial, only feeling the coolness in his palm hit his mind.

No need to look, she knows what it is.

She lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Eunuch."

"Where is it, the emperor has already ordered the people from the imperial hospital to find a way to heal the eldest prince's leg. Don't be too sad, everything will be fine." Yue Zaiting said a few words of his own, and then led the people away in a hurry up.

Di Jiu entered the room and threw the memorial on the table without even looking at it.

Because she knew all too well what it was.

There is a seal of Yuxi on the outside of the memorial, which means that... Dihong chose to make her the reserve.

Di Jiu sat by the candlelight, her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her eyelids.

Is that all you want me to die for?
The candlelight flickered, the cold wind outside the house was bitter, and the wind and snow blew violently, making people unable to open their eyes.

However, Di Jiu stared at the candle flame with his eyes open, and the woman's sharp eyes always flashed before his eyes.

Who is this person?

How could it feel so familiar?

(End of this chapter)