In the festive new house, Zheng Wan clenched her fists tightly, waiting nervously for Cui Wang's answer.
Although the hope is slim, it's not sure... just win the lottery
"After I go out, I can let you continue to be the princess."
Cui Wang's answer was absolutely unexpected by Zheng Wan, she did not expect...
This is a sending proposition.
She just divorced the prince the day before yesterday, and today she has moved on. At this time, he returned her to the prince, and he seemed to be thinking of her, but in fact he just recognized her flirtatious and vain nature—
In other words, he didn't believe that she had a special liking for him and a deep-rooted affection for him.
"National, National Teacher, let it be if you don't like me, why push me to others?"
Cui Wang's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes seemed to be mocking:
"Other people? The day before yesterday, you were still engaged."
"so what?"
Zheng Wan clenched her cuffs, both annoyed and proud, "If I, Zheng Wan, want to marry, I will marry an indomitable hero who can save me from danger, just, just like before... the Master of the National Teacher. Even if you are a ranger, I don't care if it's worthless."
"Furthermore, the crown prince once abandoned me in the shelter, no, no matter what, I will never marry him again."
Zheng Wan's left eye is written with affection, and her right eye is written with stubbornness. She holds her head high and looks swollen.
Cui Wang looked at her:
"But I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to."
Three "no" in a row, showing his determination to refuse.
"Why?"
The light in Zheng Wan's eyes dimmed instantly, and after a while she regained her strength, clenched her fists to cheer herself up, and asked, "Master Guoshi thinks Miss Wan is not beautiful enough?"
"If you think so, then go ahead."
Without waiting for Zheng Wan's reaction, Cui Wang took the lead to take a step back, opened the distance between the two, turned his head to look at Jin Yuliang's fate map, and said, "It has changed."
"What changed?"
Zheng Wan was still immersed in the knowing blow just now, with a sleepy expression.
She was most proud of her appearance in her life, but she was repeatedly frustrated in front of this Boling Cui Shizi. In the future, she had time to adjust her mood, and she just turned her head to look at it numbly. This time, all the grievances just disappeared.
The picture on the wall has changed!
It was just a man and a woman worshiping each other, but now the hero and heroine have moved to a table, the dragon and the phoenix have only burned a short part of the candle, the two wrists are intertwined, and they are drinking together. It looks like...
Affectionate.
She subconsciously turned her head to look at the "puppet mirror" enshrined between the dragon and the phoenix, and she was surprised again:
"It's changed here too!"
At the same time, the mirror began to show the scene of her and Cui Wang drinking together. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zheng Wan suddenly felt that the pair of dragon and phoenix candles on the table burned faster.
Cui Wang pursed his mouth into a straight line of resistance, but still explained:
"The shadow play is not over yet."
"What does Master Guoshi mean... we have to continue acting?"
"yes."
Cui Wang nodded.
For some reason, Zheng Wan felt that the temperature around her body dropped a lot, and she couldn't help rubbing her shoulders:
"It's cold."
It's cold, but I'm in a good mood.
This momentary place is simply her blessed place, where she can have whatever she wants.
Didn't Cui Wang dislike her and always reject her for thousands of miles
However, I have to act with her like a marionette with deep affection. It would be great if this shadow puppet show also had a bridal chamber with flowers and candles. I don't know if the young Sword Lord will contribute his pure and pure body in order to go out of the world.
... At that time, even if he wants to renege on his debts, he won't be able to.
All Zheng Wan thought was inappropriate, but she still looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law. With red eyes, she moved to the table, filled the wine cup heroically, and sat down.
Cui Wang moved faster than her, poured the wine already and stretched out his arm to wait for her.
The wide sleeves of the red python robe fell on the edge of the table, radiating a gleam of charm from the candlelight.
Zheng Wan glanced at him, then stretched out her hand slowly, if the boneless vine wrapped around his right arm.
Under the arm is a man's steel and iron bones, and the clothes of both of them are extremely light and thin. When they stick together, they can feel Cui Wang's strong and stretched tendons, and touch the cold iron like velvet.
She glanced at him faintly:
"My lord, you can ask Wan Niang to drink this cup of wine. I don't need you to be responsible, so you just look at me and tell the truth, is Wan Niang really ugly?"
Aye once said that when he was drunk, he fell in love with A Niang at the beginning because he met A Niang in the crowd, and she will try this method today.
If you fail again...
Well, keep up the good work.
Zheng Wan was running towards Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, but Cui Wang had already raised her eyes to look at her.
His eyes were extremely beautiful, with narrow and long tails, and the crow's long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped silhouette on his face. The heavy candle shadows fell into his eyes, as if a burning flame was ignited, and there was a surge of affection in the flame.
Zheng Wan only felt that there was a scorching and cold blade hidden in his sight, scraping across her face inch by inch, causing a tremor, her eyes were sore from staring, and she blinked subconsciously.
Cui Wang nodded:
"Zheng Qingwu, your skin is indeed very good."
With this sentence, Zheng Wan was satisfied.
She wrapped her hand around his arm even tighter, and the wide sleeves of the red wedding gown fell down, revealing a section of frosty and snowy wrist, and her ten fingers were dyed with bright red Dan Kou, which looked thrillingly magnificent under the lamp.
"Done."
The two looked at each other, moved away one after another, and poured down the wine at the same time.
Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and before Zheng Wan's arm dropped, she realized that the mirror image in the mirror had changed again.
The east suddenly turned white, and a gleam of light fell through the window paper, um...
Its daybreak.
In the mirror, Cui Wangzheng is playing boudoir fun tricks. In the mirror, Cui Wangzheng is taking a black pen to draw her eyebrows, and the picture of a golden and jade marriage has also become the boudoir joy of "Zhang Open Thrush". omitted.
Could it be that the puppet also has a conscience, knowing that it is not allowed to spy on people's privacy
Zheng Wan felt regretful in her heart, but she voluntarily sat down in front of the vanity mirror, looked at Cui Wang and said shyly, "Mr.
She changed her nickname to a more intimate one without authorization, and Cui Wang did not raise any objection.
He walked up to Zheng Wan, looked back at the rake mirror, and picked out an identical black pen from the dowry, but when it was about to drop, he encountered difficulties.
The little lady has fair skin and a pair of thin and curved willow eyebrows. She is born with the best appearance, and it is really hard to know where to start.
Zheng Wan bit her lip, and touched his wrist tentatively. This time, she didn't meet any opposition. She held it in her heart, and felt cold when she touched it. It was as cold as ice, but she didn't even frown, she just said: " Check it out."
Cui Wang followed her, Xuxu stroked from the eyebrows to the peaks of the eyebrows, and from the peaks of the eyebrows to the end of the eyebrows. The woman's skin was as delicate as porcelain. He straightened his mind and finished painting one side without distraction. Zheng Wan let go of his hand and turned his small face Urge him:
"Hurry up, there's another side."
Cui Wang looked at her silently, seeing that the little lady had closed her eyes, so she had to follow the same pattern and painted the other side of the gourd.
After painting, put down the pen:
"alright."
Zheng Wan just opened her eyes and looked in the mirror. A woman with hanging eyebrows appeared in the mirror. She looked rather novel. The eyebrows on the left were like crescent moons and new willows, thin and soft, while the eyebrows on the right... were curved. Bent and twisted, like a fat bug in a farming class.
She hates bugs the most.
Zheng Wan subconsciously puffed up her cheeks, and found that Cui Wang was rarely being embarrassing on the face, so she made an inch of it and said: "You repaint." The voice was a bit coquettish like usual coquettish with Aye.
Cui Wang glanced at the candle, there was still a little bit left, he said "oh", he really took the black brush, and wiped and redrawed her right eyebrow.
Zheng Wan raised her head, and this time she didn't close her eyes, she looked straight at him, the soft silk brushed her cheeks, she blushed as she watched, but her words were very bold:
"Mr. Cui, you are so pretty."
Cui Wang stopped writing, and the little lady's eyes were full of innocence, as if all the hidden cunning before had disappeared, leaving only joy and admiration in her eyes.
"alright."
He recalled the last stroke, and when the pen fell, the sky was bright, and even the puppet mirror shone brightly.
Zheng Wanqiang opened her eyes with force, and when the tears came out of her eye sockets, she seemed to see a wisp of smoke rising out of the mirror, and a woman laughed mournfully beside her ears.
"... Waiting to change the old man's heart, but the old man's heart is easy to change... Scholars do what they want, and scholars do what they do! Hahahahahahahaha..."
Zheng Wan subconsciously thought of the female ghost in Zhiguai novels. She grabbed Cui Wang's sleeve and subconsciously hid behind him. Unexpectedly, she didn't dodge. I drew a...
flower
Zheng Wan called out: "There is a ghost!"
With a sullen head, he hid in Cui Wang's arms, his body trembling.
"stand up."
Cui Wang's voice implied impatience.
Zheng Wan hugged him tightly and shook her head: "There is a ghost."
"That's your chance."
Cui Wang opened her fingers one by one, and with a quick move, the mirror was obediently drawn into his hand, and handed to her, "It wants to recognize you as the master, and bleed."
It was only then that Zheng Wan thought of those fetishes flying into the sky and killing people invisible in the dream:
"This is... a magic weapon?"
"Spirit weapon."
Cui Wang flicked her finger, and Zheng Wan only felt a pain in the fingertip, and a drop of red blood smoothly dripped into the mirror with a pulling force.
"There is no vitality in your body, you can only use it to look in the mirror. However, if there is a killing intent, there will be a body-protecting qi, and no one in the world can hurt you. As for the other..."
"Forget it, you will know later."
Cui Wang said that there is nothing wrong with it, and she doesn't seem to have any regrets about the mirror being taken away by her.
"How does vitality come from?"
Zheng Wan quickly seized the opportunity to ask.
Cui looked at her:
"You can practice it."
"Cui, Mr. Cui, can you teach me?" Zheng Wan squeezed the handle of the puppet mirror and asked courageously, unaware of the soaring ambition in his eyes, which was already clearly about to be revealed.
"No."
Like a punctured ball, Zheng Wan suddenly wilted, and her lower lip was almost bitten: "I thought, after all, we lived and died together once."
What Cui Wang answered was a gust of wind, Zheng Wan was sent to another corner of the room by a soft wind, and the white silk collapsed into a straight line due to the distance.
"Three feet away from me."
Zheng Wan's sense of loss almost overwhelmed her.
She thought her hard work was working, but that person turned her face and everything went back to the original point.
The weak can only ask for mercy.
Fortunately, there is also a spiritual weapon for body protection, which is much higher than the magic weapon.
Zheng Wanqiang cheered herself up, her thoughts moved slightly, and the rake mirror disappeared in her hand in an instant, and a delicate tattoo appeared on her wrist at the same time, she touched it with her fingertips, and found that there was a joy lingering in her heart.
It seems that the mirror is getting close to her.
Zheng Wan still didn't know how she got the blue eyes of the mirror, she only saw Cui Wang walking around the room with his hands behind his back, and finally walked back to the blank picture of Jin Yuliang.
"What's wrong?"
She leaned over, Cui Wang didn't expect her to adjust so quickly, he glanced at her in surprise, and then turned around, with his right palm flattened, he took a breath on the painting, and the painting disappeared.
"Huh?" Cui Wang frowned, and then instantly relaxed, with a rare smile on his face.
"What is this?"
Xu Shi experienced some things together, Cui Wangwei told her to stay away, and even rarely answered her question: "It takes a lot of time for a small Sumeru Realm to grow into a large Sumeru Realm."
He thought that Zheng Wan didn't understand, clinker had set off a storm in her heart.
Nasumi is in the mustard seed, and even a moment cannot be controlled by others, but the two-sumer realm can be.
No matter how ignorant she is, she knows how terrifying it is to control the power of a world-this is obviously a fetish obtained by Cui Wang in the later stage of cultivation, even if it is an unformed Sumeru Realm, it is amazing.
All things are born to support people, but even people are naturally raised in this Sumeru Realm.
Cui Wang got this thing, which is equivalent to supporting one person with the power of one realm...
No, no, how could such fetishes appear in the mortal world
Could it be that her appearance changed the node where Cui Wang entered
Zheng Wan was puzzled, and Cui Wang was also puzzled. He waved his hand to close the small Sumeru Realm, and the wall that was tightly blocked just now disappeared, and a long dark corridor appeared in front of him.
"Follow me."
Cui Wang took the initiative to hand over his sleeve, "Heaven's rare treasure, I'm afraid the road ahead will be difficult, don't leave me a foot away."
"Master Guoshi said just now, let me be three feet away from you." Zheng Wan stayed where she was.
Cui Wang didn't make a sound anymore, but made another move, the little lady who was far away just now was approaching Chichi.
He stretched out his sleeve: "Pinch."
Only then did Zheng Wan happily and joyfully grab the sleeve, thinking rather proudly:
"I knew I took the initiative to grab it."