With that, Meng Feixue left and did not wait for me to speak. In his eyes, I was an understanding person, and I should know the fierce relationship between things.

Naturally, I know the consequences of disobeying the will of God, so I will not insist on my own ideas. However, after listening to them, my heart did not become relaxed, because I am not sure when Meng Feixue said it. I don't want to wait too long, because I'm afraid I can't hold on to it, and even if there are any other changes during this period, I have some regrets and let Meng Feixue mention it to me The idea that I thought it would be easier turned out to be nothing.

But this is the way things are, or the fate has arranged a period of such a life for me. I have no choice but no other way.

In the face of Meng Feixue's help, I may be more grateful. Even if it is not a good thing for me, I still insist on looking at the whole thing with a heart of gratitude, because I always believe that good people will eventually get good returns, and I hope that my good deeds can exchange for the safe return of my son.

I didn't stay in Tianting for a long time because I knew that things would not progress because of my prying. However, since I came, I still had to have a good chat with my younger martial brother Zhao Xin, even if it was gossip.

When Zhao Xin came back, I put a table of good wine in the courtyard. These wines were old wine before master, and they were hidden in a place only I knew. I took them out to solve Zhao Xin's Acacia, because compared with me, his feeling of corresponding to the moon was really deep in the bone marrow.

"I'm going back. I'd like to have a cup of clay. Thank you for doing everything he loved for master here." I raised my glass, and there was a fragrance of wine in my nose, long and long.

Zhao Xin didn't speak. He just nodded his head slightly, then lifted his glass and drank it. When facing me, Zhao Xin was always light. He didn't seem to want to talk to me more. I thought that if he hadn't been as lucky as the moon, he wouldn't have any intersection with me.

However, after three rounds of drinking, the words seemed to become more and more. Zhao Xin lost a few words with me. He said: "elder martial sister, I have never called you like this, but in my heart, I always treat you as an elder martial sister. Of course, it is not because of master's sake, but because I feel that you have inexplicable warmth, or because it was you who came to my earthly home first I know you a little earlier than Shifu. "

I listen to him recall those years, it seems that he really saw the past. In the year when I met him, he was still an indifferent child, without the present mature. On the contrary, he would show uneasiness in the face of anything. In the face of his own criminal responsibility, he seemed to prefer to calm down.

Zhao Xin then said, "a good man like you should be happy all his life. However, as the saying goes, good things are hard. Don't worry too much. Especially in fengxu, God can arrange it freely. But I believe it will not make you sad. Elder martial sister, live happily and happily. This is not only my idea, but also the master's last wish. "

I never thought Zhao Xin would say these things to me, so I was very moved. I looked at him with a smile, "I know, and today when you went out, Meng Feixue came, so I can't do things that I regret. You can rest assured."

Listening to me talking about Meng Feixue, Zhao Xin couldn't help frowning and then said, "emperor of heaven?"

This is probably the difference between Zhao Xin and me. He can quickly recognize other people's new identity, but I'm very difficult to integrate into the role. I think it's not that Meng Feixue doesn't care about these external things. Maybe I died a thousand times earlier. In this way, it seems that after Meng Feixue won the throne, I never called him the emperor of heaven.

I nodded, "but you can rest assured that Meng Feixue is different from the previous emperor of heaven. He is not so wary of me. At least, before he becomes the emperor of heaven, we are also somewhat friendly."

Zhao Xin didn't speak, but he was worried and said, "elder martial sister, master once said that you should not trust others except yourself. You are a soft ear, and sometimes you will be cheated. "

I don't know why Zhao Xin has such a big opinion on Meng Feixue. Maybe it is because the relationship between monarch and minister is obvious that he will be more cautious.

After drinking wine, I didn't spend the night in the sky. Anyway, the lights are always bright here, which makes it difficult for me to have a good rest. So I went back to the underworld with the spirit of wine, but I ignored one thing, that is, the vinegar jar of the ghost King.

After I went back, I went directly to bieyuan. I wanted to see what Ling Tian was doing, but I was a little bit tired, and I went to bed early. After a while, I felt someone sniffing on me, and there was a big rise and fall between my nose and breath, which seemed to be with a little anger, but it was too tired. I didn't want to open it I'm sure I'm safe in hell.

But the ghost king didn't let me off. Instead, he sat by the bed and said coldly, "I've grown up. I think I'll go out to drink. You don't see who you are! Besides, didn't you say to go to heaven for clues? How to turn yourself into a drunkard? I said that I would not let you go, but as a result, you still have to go. Now you have to get up and explain with me! "Listening to the same tone of the resentful wife, it was just the attitude of the abandoned little daughter-in-law. I had to work hard to coax him, "don't be angry. I really went to the heaven court, and the taste of this wine should be my master's osmanthus wine! In the early years, didn't you always go to my master's for a drink? Didn't you drink it for a long time, did you forget? Or have you forgotten my master? "

I admit that I said a little heavy, so the words have been spoken, and I immediately woke up half drunk. This sentence sounds like complaining that the ghost king didn't accompany me to go with me. However, I didn't think about it in my heart. I even thought about the ghost King's hardship. But when I got to the critical moment, I thought of raising the bar. As expected, wine was not a good thing, which made me get into trouble all of a sudden.

But the ghost king did not lose his temper as usual, but asked lightly, "who did you see today? How could you have such an idea? Do you really think I'm mean when I don't go to heaven? "

"Of course not. In fact, I didn't mean that. You should know that I just didn't have a brain. Don't think about it." I suddenly got incoherent, and I didn't know whether the ghost king would believe it. "I know that you are very affectionate, so you don't want to be sentimental, so forgive me for my slip of the tongue."

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