This scene has really happened before.
In the Ning Mansion at that time, when Ning Changjiu woke up, he saw Zhao Xiang'er holding a knife towards her. She asked him several questions and asked him to answer them honestly.
The history of spiral development finally reversed at this moment.
The girl's thousand-pleat fragrant skirt has disappeared with the collapse of the world. She is still wearing a pure white and slender cotton skirt. The cotton skirt is tied with a red rope and is close to the skin. Her youthful and beautiful curves are lifted* *Beauty.
The once majestic and noble empress was now tied to the bed like this.
Zhao Xiang'er's path to Taoism has been on a meteoric rise, and now he has reached the Purple Court realm, which can be called an immortal. How could he have ever suffered such grievances
Fortunately she could still move, and she sat up from her bed with difficulty. As she sat up, the strangely tied rope tightened even more, so she couldn't even maintain her kneeling and sitting posture, and her legs bent to both sides, like a little duck.
She also gradually remembered the scene at that time, remembering being tricked into the Ten Eyes Kingdom by Ning Changjiu, remembering the seventy-two orifices and... nine orifices sealed by him, and the moment when the final battle came.
If Ning had not cheated for a long time and sealed her acupuncture points, she would obviously still have the strength to fight again at this moment... She still had a trick that was of no use!
This... this is too abominable!
How can there be such shameless people in the world! How did my mother find me a husband? I... I was blind and grieved for him for a long time. He was really a big white-eyed wolf with a human face and a beast heart!
It's a pity that her strength at this moment is no different from that of an ordinary martial arts practitioner. She is also controlled by others and her posture is shameful. She also understands that Ning Jiujiu, the scoundrel, is not a real bad guy no matter how heinous he is. It doesn't matter if she lowers her head for the sake of her family and country... Well, a delaying tactic!
Her watery eyes became more and more charming.
Ning looked at it for a long time and took a deep breath. Even though he had mentally prepared himself, he could barely resist... What a little goblin. Ning thought for a long time, took out a piece of cloth, and covered her eyes again.
"I'm going to ask you a few questions. Please give your Majesty the empress a good answer, otherwise I'll beat you so hard that you won't be able to sit on the throne." Ning Changjiu said coldly.
Zhao Xiang'er lamented in her heart, thinking about her more than ten years of monastic life, thinking about her mother's expectations for her, thinking about the world unfolding and trapping Ning for a long time. The white-eyed wolf who was beaten by her like a dog is now lucky enough to ride on her head. Even if she has a "delay strategy" to comfort herself, how can the pride of more than ten years make her bow her head.
"Do you understand?" Ning Jiujiu asked again.
Zhao Xiang'er lowered his head and nodded.
Ning Changjiu said: "The first question is, do the sparrows on the sycamore tree count as leaves? If so, it means nodding, not shaking the head."
"???" Zhao Xiang'er collapsed a little, thinking that there are ridiculous stories in history about calling a deer a horse, so why are you becoming a sycophant
This kind of thing…
Zhao Xiang'er nodded in compromise.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and continued to ask: "Do you know it was wrong to trick me into the city and plot against me?"
What a mistake... Zhao Xiang'er nodded again.
Ning Changjiu said: "When I went to Linhe City, Her Majesty the Empress was quite disrespectful to me. Shouldn't she also apologize properly?"
Zhao Xiang'er thought to herself, didn't you ask me to help you carve out your body at that time... Besides, if you want me to apologize, you have to take the dumpling out of my mouth first!
Every time Ning Jiujiu asked a question, the annoyance and hatred in her heart increased.
But the situation was stronger than the people, so Zhao Xiang'er had no choice but to nod obediently.
Ning Jiujiu hummed with satisfaction and said, "It seems that His Majesty is very enlightened."
Every time he heard him say the word "Your Majesty," Zhao Xiang'er's heart couldn't help but tremble. This was not an honorific, it was clearly humiliating herself... Zhao Xiang'er hoped that what she was dreaming was a dream. But now her hands were tied behind her back, and she couldn't even pinch herself awake.
Zhao Xiang'er continued to nod, indicating that his consciousness was not low.
Ning Jiujiu then asked: "Then according to Zhao's law, how should this be dealt with?"
How could Zhao Lu talk about this... What's more, she couldn't answer it.
Ning Jiujiu said to himself: "I am responsible for eighty years. Your Majesty, do you have any opinions?"
Taking charge? You clearly... Zhao Xianger shrank back. This time she was unwilling to nod. If she really nodded, it would not be as simple as physical pain.
Ning Jiujiu did not go into details and continued: "So, do you still want to withdraw from this marriage contract?"
Zhao Xianger remained silent.
She knew that no matter whether she retreated or not, she would leave.
During the brief thought, Zhao Xiang'er tensed up because she heard the creaking of the bed and knew that Ning Jiujiu had come to her side.
Zhao Xiang'er was originally working hard silently, planning to break through her sealed acupuncture point. Now that Ning Jiujiu was approaching, she immediately suppressed her breath and pretended to be obedient.
"Uh huh..." Zhao Xiang'er seemed to be saying, what are you doing here
Ning Jiujiu's hand gently stroked her slender hair, and his fingers fell down like a comb.
Zhao Xiang'er's hair is very black, soft and tough. When it is draped down softly, it looks like flowing clouds, with graceful ends.
She couldn't resist and let him stroke her hair. It was like Ning Chang was stroking a kitten.
"Xiang'er..." Ning Changjiu's words actually softened: "If I can never come back, will you always remember me?"
Zhao Xiang'er thought to herself that she was trying to use both soft and hard tactics to sway me emotionally
But after listening to his questions, her heart became much calmer. Who can be sure of what will happen in the future? But she still nodded and snorted slightly.
This was her only sincere nod.
Ning looked at her beautiful face for a long time and said: "I remember many days in the past. I am very happy to meet His Highness, and I am also very satisfied with Master's vision in choosing my fiancée. It's just that you are too scary. So now I have no choice but to tie you up like this, I hope His Highness won’t take offense.”
Don't be surprised? The little bit of emotion that finally arose in Zhao Xianger's heart was swept away again.
"Huh? Xiang'er is taking offense?" Ning looked at her face for a long time and asked with a smile.
"Uh huh huh..." Zhao Xiang'er shook her head in denial.
Ning Jiujiu asked again: "So this three-year agreement, has Xiang'er given up?"
Zhao Xianger remained silent.
If he admits it, he really has no chance at all.
"Xian'er thinks slowly, I will execute Zhao Lu first."
Ning Jiujiu hugged the girl next to him and pushed her on his knees. He did not forget to stimulate her with words when he slapped her.
"Do you still dare to lie to me?"
"Hmm..."
"Do you still dare to break off the engagement?"
"Hmm..."
"Do you admit defeat or not?"
“…”
Zhao Xiang'er whined. She had always been a goddess and empress wearing a black gold-painted dragon robe and standing high in the golden palace. How had she ever suffered such injustice? The sudden admonishment intensified the shame in Ning Jiujiu's plausible questions. She wished she could block her orifices so that she could not hear the crisp sound.
But she could hear it. Not only that, after the eyes are covered, the other senses are much sharper.
"I don't dare anymore..." Zhao Xianger opened her mouth wide and spoke with difficulty and vaguely.
Ning Jiujiu stopped, held the girl's beautiful hair, and asked, "Do you want to admit defeat?"
"Woo..." I couldn't hear what was said.
Ning Jiujiu straightened her body upright again.
"You little girl, you are usually extremely proud, but don't think that because you have a powerful mother, no one can control you. From now on, in addition to listening to your mother, you must also listen to your future husband. I understand. "?" Ning Jiujiu pinched her pink and tender cheeks.
At this moment, this beautiful girl's cheeks were flushed. She lowered her head and half-knelt down, as if she was a female disciple who had done something wrong, without any trace of the arrogance and majesty of the empress.
"Hmm..." Zhao Xiang'er snorted softly on the tip of her nose and was coerced into agreeing.
Ning Jiujiu then took off the cloth belt covering her eyes and took off the cloth that was stuffed in the girl's mouth.
Zhao Xiang'er suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She pursed her dry thin lips. She raised her head and stared at Ning Jiujiu, her slender eyelashes constantly twining: "Ning Jiujiu! You are going too far!"
Ning Jiujiu pinched her nose and said, "It's not too much. How will you remember me in the future?"
"I... I will remember you even if I turn into ashes!" Zhao Xiang'er was extremely angry. Although she had not been untied at this moment, she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "Turn into ashes? This is not easy. You are a little phoenix, you will die from the fire again and again."
Little Phoenix? How could the little Phoenix be so miserable!
Zhao Xiang'er thought to herself that she was lucky enough to be strong enough. If it were any other woman who met such an excessive fiancé, she would have shed tears and regretted it.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the red rope tied to her body and said angrily: "You...where did you learn this evil way? What have you done in the past two years? Are you now the leader of a cult?" The doorman, right?"
Ning Jiujiu thought that if he were the head of the Hehuan Sect, he would really be qualified to try it.
This is a technique that he has practiced hard for several months, and when the time comes, he will let this little girl who doesn't know the world have a try.
Ning Changjiu asked: "Why is Miss Xiang'er still so arrogant?"
"These bullying methods of the little girl are just to make me surrender. Are you looking down on others too much?" Zhao Xianger couldn't hold back the anger in her heart.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "Really?"
So Her Majesty the Empress was pulled over again and beaten up.
Zhao Xiang'er knelt down and sat on the bed again, feeling extremely aggrieved. She was tightly held by the hands that were cut behind her back. She looked pitiful, but in her heart she had already thought about how she would regain her power if she gained power in the future. Come on.
Zhao Xiang'er's nose twitched and she looked around. She originally thought this was the palace, but now she heard the sounds coming from outside and wondered, "Where is this inn?"
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "This is a brothel."
"Huh?" Zhao Xiang'er was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became stupid: "You... you brought me to the brothel?"
After all, she is also an emperor. How could the emperor come to such a place of smoke and willows
Hmm... It seems that there is no shortage of emperors who visit brothels incognito... but she is the female emperor!
Zhao Xiang'er looked at her appearance and thought about what might have happened in this room. No matter how hard she could control herself, her pretty face turned red for a moment.
Ning Changjiu said: "This must be Xiang'er's first time here. Didn't you say you want to sell me to the building? Why is there no movement?"
Zhao Xiang'er's momentum became lower and lower with the other party's repeated words.
“Brothel…”
It must be intentional... His heart is to be punished!
Zhao Xiang'er was furious, turned her head away, tugged her hands that were tied behind her back, and said, "Untie me first."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "You are dishonest girl, please tie her up a little longer."
Zhao Xianger was silent for a moment and said softly: "Okay, I understand. If you lose, you lose. I will keep my promise."
Ning Changjiu said: "Your Majesty, the Nine-Five-Nine-Five-Nine-Five-Nine-Five-Nine-Five-Nine-Five-Nine-Year-Eight-Nine-Five-Nine-Year-Eight-Nine-Year-Eight-Nine-Year-Old-Sovereign-Eminence, is a man of your word?"
"Well..." Zhao Xianger compromised.
Only then did Ning Jiujiu untie her.
The curve bound by the red rope is finally smooth.
Zhao Xiang'er finally regained her freedom. She twisted her wrist, wishing she could rush forward like a little lion and tear the hateful young man in front of her into pieces.
It's just that she's not strong enough at the moment, so she doesn't dare to provoke him.
"You are the winner now, what do you want?" Zhao Xiang'er lowered his head slightly, looked up, glanced at Ning Changchun, and said: "You said you wanted to break off the engagement before, how can you not speak like a man? What’s the deal?”
Ning Jiujiu turned a deaf ear and took out an almanac and said, "Let's pick a good and auspicious day."
Zhao Xiang'er's fragrant cheeks were slightly bulging. She hugged her bare feet and sat on the couch with a resentful look in her eyes.
"Huh? Are you going to regret it again?" Ning asked for a long time.
Zhao Xianger rubbed herself and said perfunctorily: "How dare I..."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "Would it be better to choose a day than hit it?"
Zhao Xiang'er's mind condensed, and she waved her hands and said, "No!"
"Then you pick one." Ning Changjiu said.
Zhao Xiang'er took the almanac, pretended to flip through it, stretched out his finger, clicked on the calendar for the seventh day, and said, "I think this day is good!"
Ning Jiujiu took over the day, looked at the six words "big bad luck, everything is not appropriate" on it, and fell into deep thought.
He sighed, looked at Zhao Xiang'er, turned the calendar page forward, and said, "So you left on the seventh day."
Zhao Xiang'er was silent for a while, then nodded slightly: "Well, when the time comes, my mother will attract the divine bird to pick me up, and you... can't stop it."
Ning Jiujiu had expected it. Although he had regrets, he said: "We will meet again in life, right?"
"Yes." Zhao Xiang'er nodded.
"Then let's take the sixth day." Ning Jiujiu said seriously: "Before you leave, we have a wedding banquet."
Zhao Xianger asked: "What's the significance of this?"
She went to the Kingdom of God and will probably never come back.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "Your mother made this engagement. Could it be that she didn't ask us to get married, but made us fight to the death?"
Zhao Xiang'er looked at Ning for a long time. She felt more and more that her mother's vision was extremely problematic. This fiancé had chosen... Her admiration for her mother began to slowly collapse.
"Yes. It's what you said." Zhao Xiang'er responded casually. She hit her acupoints hard, trying to get rid of it as soon as possible.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly hugged her and said, "Sleep with me."
"!" Zhao Xiang'er pressed his chest and said, "No! I want to keep it perfect. This is the bottom line, otherwise I will really hate you for the rest of my life."
Ning Jiujiu didn't know why, but he looked very tired. He said, "What are you thinking about in your head? Of course, when I say sleep, I just mean sleep."
Before Zhao Xiang'er could react, she was hugged by Ning Chang and pillowed on the couch.
The girl was still a little confused. She felt the other person's warm embrace and felt strange in her heart. Just when she was about to scold her, she found that the other person actually fell asleep after covering her with the quilt...
They were just like each other, sleeping together in the brothel.
Zhao Xianger had just woken up, and now she was even more awake.
She curled up her slender and soft body and was very close to him. This feeling... was strange.
Ning Changjiu's face looked calm after falling asleep, but Zhao Xiang'er's true colors were revealed, with a fierce look on his face, and his head of dark hair almost exploded like an electric shock, which was very scary.
Zhao Xiang'er was afraid that he was playing hard to get, so she carefully observed him for a while to make sure that he was really asleep.
Although monks in the Purple Court Realm can still detect murderous intentions within a hundred miles radius even after falling asleep, Zhao Xiang'er admitted that he was well disguised and did not reveal any unnecessary aura.
She tightened her body and turned around. She put one hand on the pillow and held Ning Changjiu's arm with the other, raising his hand slightly. Then she arched her body backwards little by little and passed through quietly. Guo Ning's hand has been entangled for a long time.
Everything went more smoothly than she imagined.
She sat on the bed, looking at this hateful young man, rolling up the cuffs of her white dress, thinking that she must break through the acupoint quickly and give him a surprise before he wakes up.
As she spoke, she began to meditate.
But Ning Jiujiu seemed to have thickened the seal last night. Her only spiritual power was hitting the house, but it was a drop in the bucket. After half an hour of effort, she could not reopen even half of the acupoints.
Zhao Xiang'er's hair was messy, her eyes were red, and she was a little angry.
The soft soles of her feet touched the ground, and Zhao Xiang'er nimbly got off the bed and began to rummage around the house, hoping to see a miraculous prop that could turn defeat into victory.
The brothel is indeed a brothel. No miracles were found, but a lot of props were seen.
Zhao Xianger pushed back the strange things with an expressionless face, pretending not to see anything.
She sat back on the bed and looked at the young man sleeping peacefully, getting angry no matter how she looked at him.
Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes and saw what appeared to be dark traces on Ning Jiujiu's collar.
That... seemed to be burn marks.
Zhao Xiang'er pursed her lips and moved closer. She supported the bed board with one hand and held her hair with the other, for fear that her long hair would fall and wake him up.
Zhao Xiang'er stretched out her slender fingers, picked up Ning Jiujiu's collar, lifted it slightly, and then froze.
Ning Jiujiu's back was full of traces left by the fire burning his flesh and blood.
The injured skin covered his entire back, like cracks, and looked like dragon scales burned by fire.
This... such a serious injury
Why are the clothes intact
Zhao Xiang'er hesitated for a moment, and the last scene in the world immediately came to his mind.
At that time, the sky-swallowing flames fell down, and in the flames were those from the Golden Crow World, and some from the Suzaku World... In the firelight, he hugged himself fiercely, as if protecting a chick, and used his back to greet the flames. The fire fell from the group.
The world is illusory, the flames are illusory, but the pain is real.
The trauma left behind by this worldly attack was triggered within the body, cracking outward little by little, and then spreading throughout the entire back.
Zhao Xiang'er slowly withdrew his hand.
She sat on the brocade quilt with her hands clenched and pressing her knees. Of course she could not forgive the punishment she had just received, but the scenes of them fighting side by side and living and dying together in the past couldn't help but come to mind.
Do you care about him? If you don't care, why should you be sad when you learn of his death? Is it just because of that magical snow lotus...
Yes, there is also a magic snow lotus...
Why is this person like this!
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the scars on his back and thought angrily, now that you are in the Purple Court realm, and you have the power of time, can't you recover all these injuries? Who are you showing off to
Well, show it to me, but I happened to see it.
He is young and scheming, so he must not be a good person!
Zhao Xiang'er looked at his face and wanted to stretch out her fingers and cut his cheeks into the shape of a big cat.
"Xiang'er..." Ning Changjiu's lips moved.
"Huh?" Zhao Xiang'er came back to consciousness slightly and looked over, but saw no reaction.
It turned out to be sleep talking.
I don’t know if it’s just pretending.
Zhao Xiang'er was full of distrust towards him.
"Xiang'er." Ning shouted vaguely for a long time, moving his arms lightly, as if he was looking for something.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the shocking wounds on his back and said with a faint look, "You're a liar."
…
When Ning Jiujiu woke up, he saw a peaceful sleeping face.
Zhao Xiang'er rested on his arm, her body slightly bent, her eyebrows and eyes quiet, as if she had also fallen asleep. Ning Jiujiu looked at her even breathing, as if he was looking at the most delicate flower in the world, and she smelled it gently. Can smell the fragrance.
After a long time, Zhao Xiang'er's eyebrows trembled and she woke up.
She patted her head, thinking that she just wanted to lie down for a while, why did she fall asleep? Well, it must be his fault again!
"How did Xiang'er sleep?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
"Very good." Zhao Xiang'er said angrily.
"What's wrong?" Ning asked for a long time.
"You... you always talk in your sleep." Zhao Xianger said coldly.
Ning Jiujiu wondered: "What did I say?"
Zhao Xianger stood up slowly, her eyelids drooped, and she said indifferently: "Just keep shouting Lu Marian's name, non-stop. Since you miss her so much, why are you wasting your time here?"
Ning Jiujiu rubbed his head and slowly stood up. Although the injury on his back was not serious, it was a mental and physical attack after all, and the loss of his energy was huge.
"I'm sorry." Ning Jiujiu said.
Zhao Xiang'er said: "No need to apologize to me."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Let's go down for a walk. I'll treat you to some candied haws to make up for it."
Zhao Xianger snorted coldly: "Who wants to eat your candied haws?"
…
Zhao Xiang'er put a ruddy and translucent candied haws into her mouth. The outer candied skin was very sweet, while the inside flesh was a bit crispy and slightly sour. She walked beside Ning Changjiu, silently nibbling one after another.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Having stayed in the imperial city for so long, will it be too boring?"
Zhao Xiang'er said vaguely: "Then where do you want to go?"
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Why don't you go back to Linhe City to have a look?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "Everything is ruined there, and you can't see the past at all. What is there to reminisce about?"
"Will you go then?"
"Well... go."
Zhao Xianger regretted it after agreeing. She found that she seemed to have been fooled again.
Linhe City was far away from here, so she had no choice but to go there with a sword. Her spiritual power was blocked at the moment, so she had to stand behind Ning Changchun, holding his waist tightly with both hands. When she flew to a high place, her chest and his back They all fit together perfectly. Even if Ning didn't speak for a long time, she still knew what thoughts were swirling in this evil man's mind.
Zhao Xiang'er kept a cold face all the way and didn't speak much.
"Here... is the place where Mrs. Bai and we retreated to both sides of the Shah River." Ning stood on the bank for a long time, looking at the flowing river water, and recalled.
Of course Zhao Xiang'er remembered that she had a fight with Mrs. Bai and fell to the ground half covered in blood and disheveled. It was Ning Jiujiu who carried her back.
When the girl didn't speak, he thought it reminded her of something unhappy.
He smiled softly and said: "This is all in the past. I will take you wherever you want to go in these six days."
Zhao Xiang'er shook her head slightly. She suddenly opened her hands and said expressionlessly: "I'm tired from walking. Carry me."
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(Thank you to the hero of the hall, Blood Feather Fungus, for the reward~~Thank you for the big reward and support~Mommy)