The ghost husband of Jinxiu's good fortune comes to the door

Chapter 120
Startled by Li Ruoxian's bold move, Li Ruoxian was swallowed up by kisses like a storm. Li Ruoxian was like a greedy child, asking for the beauty of the other party, as if he wanted to bury himself in the other party's heart, even whole soul.

"Xianxian..." After a long time, Yan Xingchen called out in a hoarse voice, his voice fell softly into Li Ruoxian's ears like drizzle, and Li Ruoxian buried her head in the opponent's arms like a child who did something wrong. Here, he seemed to be annoyed that he had kissed the other party crazily just now.

Seeing Li Ruoxian shy, Yan Xingchen chuckled, "Is Xianxian shy? How can I not love you like this, and how can I be willing to let go?" He whispered softly in the last half of the sentence, how can he let go? , seems to be more and more reluctant to let go of the person in his arms, he loves her, loves her very much.

This love is engraved into his bones, but he doesn't have so much time left, he doesn't want Li Ruoxian to suffer, all misfortunes and pains will be borne by him, Li Ruoxian, let me bear your hatred, I just beg you Forget me and forget that I love you...

Li Ruoxian looked up at Yan Xingchen's beautiful chin, "Xingchen, I seem to be with you, but I can't die now, can you give me a little more time to end my fate, Xingchen, okay?" Finally A sentence like a plea.

Yan Xingchen gently kissed Li Ruoxian's forehead, "Okay, I'll wait for you, no matter how long."

Only then did Li Ruoxian close her eyes in satisfaction, feeling drowsy, and she fell asleep peacefully in Yan Xingchen's arms.

(Dream) The sky is gray and rainy, and thousands of silk threads are floating in the air, tilted by the wind, densely woven obliquely, and intertwined quietly.The rain fell gently into the yarn, falling one after another without making a sound.

Li Ruoxian was walking in the rain with a red umbrella. She was wearing a white gauze that was fluttering in the wind, like a butterfly spreading its wings. Her eyes were empty and blank. She didn't know why she was here. Here, I don't know where the end of the road is.

Just as Li Ruoxian was hesitating, a man walked towards him. He wore a dark blue robe and his black hair was hanging down. Even without an umbrella, his body was not stained with dust, and the rain evaporated and disappeared from every inch of his body. He walked towards her slowly.

The man's skin is as white as snow, his handsome and prominent facial features, and his perfect face shape are all favored by the heavens. The corner of his mouth raised a smile, and a feeling of familiarity and strangeness came to Li Ruoxian's heart, and he walked slowly like this , and finally stood in front of her.

"Girl is going to Naihe Bridge, I'll see you off." His voice was as gentle as jade, and his smile was bright, without waiting for Li Ruoxian's answer, he took the oil-paper umbrella from Li Ruoxian's hand and carefully opened it for her.

Li Ruoxian blinked, didn't come back to her senses for a long time, finally nodded and said a thank you politely.

Walking side by side with him on the Nether Road, they were silent one after another.

Li Ruoxian looked sideways at the man's profile for a long time, and finally remembered who he was, and said excitedly: "You are Yan Xingchen? You are actually a ghost. I met you on the Double Ninth Festival that day. I thought you were But I didn't expect..." She finally remembered that she met him at the fireworks banquet on the Double Ninth Festival, and it was just a meeting, and he asked her name.

Yan Xingchen rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "That day was the second time we met, and today is the third time. It seems that I have a very good fate with the girl."

Li Ruoxian tried hard to recall, but her mind went blank. She never remembered where she first met him.

Seeing that Li Ruoxian was thinking hard, Yan Xingchen kindly reminded, "That day, pear blossoms were flying, under the marriage tree, the girl's marriage knot was thrown into my arms..."

Li Ruoxian suddenly realized that she remembered that day when she was standing under the marriage tree, holding a red ribbon in her hand, and each end of the ribbon was tied with a wooden sign with her wish written on it, but she stood under the tree and threw it all afternoon. He didn't hang the red rope in his hand on the tree.

Somewhat discouraged, she decided to throw it one last time, praying devoutly in her heart, and then threw the red rope in the air into the air.

Just when Li Ruoxian thought that the red rope would catch the branches of the tree, a gust of wind suddenly came, and the red rope fell from the tree again, and finally landed firmly in the arms of a man in green shirt. Li Ruoxian was ashamed at that time. He blushed, and didn't dare to look at the other person's appearance, so he sprinted for [-] meters, snatched his red rope from the man's arms, and disappeared into the crowd in a flash.

Now being mentioned by Yan Xingchen, Li Ruoxian suddenly realized that this time, it turned out that the fate between her and him was destined by God, and there were countless encounters, although they just passed by.

Soon the Naihe Bridge was in front of him, Li Ruoxian stopped, "Master, why don't you go to the Naihe Bridge and reincarnate as a human?"

Yan Xingchen looked into the distance, and said in a flat tone: "Because I owed someone, I transferred my life to her. I only hope that she can be reincarnated, and her life will be safe and happy."

Li Ruoxian gave a half-understood sigh, and sighed, "The she you mentioned is really happy, that person must be the young master's true love, right?"

Watching the person I love pass by my side, but I am guarding the hell, extremely lonely, endlessly waiting, just to be able to wait for that person's soul to pass by in front of the Naihe Bridge, and get the best look at her.Is this a kind of happiness, or a kind of unhappiness?

Yan Xingchen smiled without saying a word, his eyes were dark.

Li Ruoxian asked again: "Then you have been staying here, does that girl know?"

Yan Xingchen shook his head, but remained silent.

Li Ruoxian sighed, looked at the dark stone bridge in front of her, "The Naihe Bridge is here, thank you for taking me here."

After a long time, Yan Xingchen put the umbrella in Li Ruoxian's hand, his tone was still calm, "Girl, I will send you here, and you can walk the rest of the way by yourself."

Li Ruoxian turned around, walked a few steps, then stopped suddenly, as if thinking of something, turned and looked behind, Yan Xingchen still stood where he was and showed her a trademark smile.

I don't know why, but when I saw someone behind me saying goodbye to me, I felt infinite sorrow welling up in my heart.

Li Ruoxian amplified her voice and asked, "My lord, will I see you again in the next life?"

Yan Xingchen tilted his head, as if he was thinking seriously: "Maybe, maybe not, no one can say anything about fate."

Li Ruoxian lowered her eyes in disappointment, and Yan Xingchen's voice floated from afar, "If there is an afterlife, I will protect your safety forever."

Only then did Li Ruoxian smile in satisfaction, "Stars, stars, the sky is full of stars... Your name is really good, so every time I look up at the starry sky, I will think of you and I will remember you."

After finishing speaking, Li Ruoxian turned around and gave him a distant view.

Yan Xingchen: Li Ruoxian, drink Mengpo soup and forget the past, will you remember me?
Obviously there is no further answer to this question. Standing in front of the Naihe Bridge, he watched Li Ruoxian drink Mengpo soup, but a self-deprecating smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "Yan Xingchen, you gave her your life and life, you and her There's no way..."

"It's just a pity that fate makes people...it's too late to meet at the wrong time. First, it's best not to meet each other, so that you don't miss each other; second, it's best not to know each other, so you don't miss each other. Third, it's best not to be together , so you don’t owe each other. The fourth best is not to cherish each other, so you don’t need to remember each other. This feeling can be treated, and you are the only one in memory..."

I don't know how long it has passed, Li Ruoxian's consciousness fluttered, and he heard a noisy voice in a daze, "What's going on? Ah!" The scream was very sharp, like Princess Linglong's.

"What's the situation? Miss Li was fine just now... Who is that bloody man? My God, it's so miserable, it's so horrible, who did it!" It was from Shangguan Yuntao.

"My lord, Miss Li is still alive, she just passed out." The voice was very humble, probably from the attendants of Rongyu County.

"Well, let's take it home first." Rong Yujun's steady voice sounded, followed by rustling footsteps.

Princess Linglong's voice was obviously agitated, "Uncle Huang, it must have been the case that Miss Li killed Bai Shaohua, Uncle Huang, you can't protect her!"

Although Li Ruoxian had her eyes closed, her senses were extremely sensitive. Hearing Princess Linglong snapping her hat on, she rolled her eyes inwardly. It's better for her to pretend to be sick and unconscious.

Rong Yujun's voice was faint, but it was unquestionably majestic, "Princess, Li Ruoxian is my apprentice, and this king has the final say on her fate."

Li Ruoxian recalled the dream just now, and couldn't help feeling depressed. The previous episode could be interpreted as Yan Xingchen saved herself, but the later episode was a dream... or a memory?Could it be her and his previous life!
People who drink Mengpo soup after crossing the Naihe Bridge have no memories of their previous lives, but these memories of hers are clear at this moment. Is it because she has been to the bank of the Wangchuan River and was summoned by Manzhu Shahua?

Li Ruoxian chose to continue to sleep with no answers to these puzzles in her heart, and nothing would happen after she slept...

Waking up again, Li Ruoxian found herself in a rickety carriage. The carriage swayed forward. The night pearl hanging on the roof of the carriage shone with soft light, and the man in green gauze and Chinese clothes sat opposite her, The man leaned against the wall of the car, propped his head on one hand, and held a book in the other, covering most of his face. Just by looking at his aura, it was not difficult for Li Ruoxian to guess the identity of the person reading the book.

Li Ruoxian sat up slowly, feeling grateful to the man sitting in front of her for not treating her as a prisoner. Thinking of Princess Linglong's framing, uh, she wanted to let Bai Shaohua die, but she didn't kill him with her own hands. Yes, she has a clear conscience.

Hearing the movement, Rong Yujun put down the scroll in his hand, looked at the dazed Li Ruoxian, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, "Li Ruoxian, tell me why you are with Bai Shaohua, and how did she die?"

Li Ruoxian lowered her eyes as if she was in deep thought, "I was walking in the woods, and then there was some movement behind me, and I thought it was a traitor, so I stabbed that person with the flying needle in my hand, but who knew that person turned out to be Mr. Shangguan... "

Rong Yujun seemed to be patiently listening to Li Ruoxian's story, and even picked up a teapot beside him and poured a cup of tea.

A quarter of an hour later, Li Ruoxian recounted the general story.

Rong Yujun's voice came faintly, "You mean, Bai Shaohua committed suicide?" Rong Yujun picked the point out of Li Ruoxian's nonsense.

"Well, I was terrified at the time, and I had no weapons to resist, so I could only close my eyes and wait for the fatal blow..." Li Ruoxian explained awkwardly.

"Li Ruoxian, why didn't you hide, but chose to close your eyes and wait for death? Is it because you have nothing to love?" Rong Yujun's tone sounded cold, but with a hint of anger.

(End of this chapter)