Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 145 The Art of Backtracking (1)
Feng Xuanji's visit as the heir of a friendly state is an excellent opportunity for both Xiliang and Tianqi, and it is an opportunity that the monarchs of the two countries have been looking forward to for too long.However, the Xiliang Emperor, who thought he had already grasped everything in his heart, ignored Feng Xuanji, who was always unobtrusive. On the contrary, Emperor Tianqi paid too much attention to Murong Heng, and ignored the appearance that he was always humble and polite. the prince.

All the disasters between the two countries originated from this.

It also corresponds to what Murong Heng said to Huo Ruge at the beginning: "What you see is not necessarily true."

Murong Qi who was thinking like this didn't hear the voice of the eunuch accompanying him, he didn't move his lips until the eunuch whispered for a long time.

"No need, I'm going to wait here for Brother Huang to come back."

Hearing the word "Emperor Brother", the eunuch first showed a little confusion, and then changed into a look of sudden realization, and dared not say any more.

The dark and turbid outline of the imperial palace gradually became clearer, the blood between Murong Qi's right fingers had already dried up, and the hot pain condensed in the center of his palm was also becoming increasingly blurred.

Raising his arm slightly, he stared at the palm of his hand, and suddenly many things rushed into his mind from his limbs, and finally gathered in his mind into Murong Heng's appearance and that sentence "Emperor Brother" that has never changed.

It will take two days at the earliest to return to Beijing from Yuzhou, which is in stark contrast to Murong Qi's eagerness. At this time, Murong Heng looks extremely leisurely, and he is enjoying "attracting bees and butterflies" along the way, not with the literati on this ship. The poet is talking to the poem, just drinking with the local tyrant and landlord on the painting boat, no one can see that he was struggling on the verge of life and death just a day ago.

"Coquettish." Staring at his back with squinted eyes, the expressionless Huo Ruge made an accurate evaluation in a calm tone. At this moment, she suddenly felt her feet shake, and then she suddenly fell to the side.

In desperation, Huo Ruge stretched out her hand to support the deck, but unexpectedly, instead of feeling the hard touch of the deck, she passed through it without pain.

The sudden change made Huo Ruge stunned for a moment. She stared at her palm, and then at Yun Zhongque nearby. At least she didn't notice any difference in the physical condition of her body, but just when she felt a little more at ease. When they came, Yun Zhongque's voice suddenly floated over.

"Is this what you look like?"

"That must be! What else will I look like if I don't look like this?" Huo Ruge, who responded quickly like a conditioned reflex, suddenly felt a loud "boom" in her head. She seemed to have missed something important. .

He looked down at his hands again, and then shifted his gaze to Murong Heng's back.

Seeing the group of people screaming at his lifeless body, Huo Ruge pursed his lips, lightly tapped Murong Heng's back with his index finger, looked at Yun Zhongque and said, "What do you mean?" Tell me, why is he the only one who is so calm, isn't he afraid that I'm really dead and I won't be able to go back?" After a pause, she looked up at the sky, then shook her head as if she had come to some conclusion: "It really isn't true love..."

Looking at the tip of Huo Ruge's fingertips, Yun Zhongque shrugged and spread his hands to express the same puzzlement.

The human mind has always been very complicated, how could he understand it as a bird?

After staring at Yun Zhongque for a while, Huo Ruge frowned slightly, then pursed his lips, moved his body, and flew forward.

"Wait! What are you going to do?" Suddenly stretching out his hand to grab her, Yun Zhongque's eyes flickered with gold, full of warning.

"Let go..." Suddenly, Huo Ruge's eyes widened, as if he had sensed something, he grabbed his wrist with his backhand: "Why did you catch me?"

"My uncle is the flame sparrow god. It's just a mere ghost. It's not easy to catch." After finishing speaking, Yun Zhongque's expression froze, and he pulled Huo Ruge in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Listen to Ruge." So, although I didn't know why you possessed that woman from the beginning, but now, I'm afraid you can't go on like this..." He paused, as if hesitating, hesitating Both Huo Ruge and Huo Ruge knew it well but couldn't say it smoothly.

"you……"

"I know." Without letting Yun Zhongque continue, Huo Ruge emphasized his tone. "From the very beginning, I knew that I would not... stay in this world for too long, that old bastard Yan Wang will come to arrest me sooner or later." Huo Ruge who said this suddenly laughed, she was not the first This is the first time I have dealt with Yan Wang, the old man Yan Wang probably hates her so much.

"You're still laughing..." Feigning anger, he rubbed the ghost version of Huo Ruge's short hair, and Yun Zhongque's tone was three parts doting and seven parts pity. "You have become the ghost you are now, have you ever thought about what to make him do?" She simply put her hand on the top of Huo Ruge's head, even though she turned into a dishcloth-like figure with no figure or no appearance, He still couldn't take his eyes off her like this.

"What should we do? Yun Zhongque, when did you start caring about Murong Heng so much? Isn't he your rival in love?" As he spoke, Huo Ruge's lips curled into a smirk, but Yun Zhongque hadn't responded yet. Time quickly faded away.She raised her head and looked at the golden rays of sunlight passing through the clouds of varying thickness, her expression dimmed.

"What he wants to do is his business. Women, if they are gone, you can find them again. For me, men are the same. Hell is a good place, and there are countless excellent men. Little house sparrow, do you think I picked it up for nothing? Got a big deal?" With a smile on his face again, Huo Ruge looked at Yun Zhongque.

Without responding immediately, Yun Zhongque was silent for a while, and then slowly moved his lips: "My uncle decided to change his evaluation of you just now. Not only do you want to have a figure without a figure and a look without a look, but you are also a hard-spoken fool." woman."

"You can say what you want, anyway, even if I want to have a body without a figure or a face without a face, and I am stubborn and stupid, don't you still follow me willingly?" The smile was a bit rascal, Huo Ruge grinned, He smiled but couldn't stop laughing.

Yun Zhongque's question was difficult to answer, so she simply didn't want to waste any brain cells on Murong Heng, but he was an unavoidable question.

What should I do?
Yes, what should I do...

Huo Ruge, who was thinking like this, didn't notice that there were two gloomy eyes sweeping towards her on the ship's side not far away from her.

Helping up the soft sleeping body behind him, Murong Heng squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, raised his head after staring at the face of the person in his arms for a while, his gaze was fixed on the empty deck, and as far as he could see The place where the ghost version of Huo Ruge is located.

As if suddenly feeling something, An suddenly came back to her senses, seeing Murong Heng's bottomless black eyes staring straight at her, which sent a chill down her spine.

(End of this chapter)