Beyond the Divine States

Chapter 46: A night in purdah

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"Zhao Xiang'er..."

Ning Jiujiu remembered her name and shouted feebly. The hand he finally raised fell back to the soft bed.

Zhao Xiang'er reached to the back of her neck and gently licked her long, still wet hair. She had just taken a bath and was now wearing a dark dragon robe with gold threads. Her eyebrows were elegant and elegant, free of makeup and powder. There is also a faint fragrance of vegetation.

The girl gently put down her pen, walked slowly to the bed, pinched her neck through the white gauze bed curtain, and said softly: "You dare to call me by my name as soon as you wake up. It seems you want too much." Get some sleep?”

Ning adjusted his breathing for a long time. He had no intention of joking with the girl. He tried his best to feel his body to make sure it was intact.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Zhao Xiang'er tilted her slender eyebrows slightly, opened the curtain with her slender jade fingers, and stretched her hand towards his neck.

Before the hand touched him, Ning Jiujiu felt a chill on his neck. He quickly opened his eyes and saw the girl's cold face. He felt an inexplicable but real murderous intention. He tried his best to shrink back. Shrinking, thinking that he was under the eaves and had to lower his head, he compensated: "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my life."

Zhao Xiang'er snorted coldly, released Huazhao's fingers, tucked the quilt for him, and then sat down gently on the edge of the bed.

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

Ning Jiujiu could clearly feel that something had left him forever. The feeling of emptiness was hard to make up for and only made people feel sour.

"It's okay." Ning Changjiu said: "It's good to be alive."

Zhao Xiang'er asked: "I'm very curious, how did you escape that lightning disaster?"

In her opinion, even if she holds a red umbrella, she may not be able to withstand such a powerful thunder. He has nothing, so what is he relying on

Lu Marion said he was extraordinary, but she didn't take it seriously before. It wasn't until she witnessed the thunderstorm with her own eyes that she realized that Lu Marry's evaluation was still low.

Ning Jiujiu exhaled lightly, the sourness in his bones oppressed him, and he spoke with difficulty: "I also thought I was bound to die... maybe I was lucky."

Zhao Xiang'er knew that he must be hiding something, but he didn't ask further. He just said, "When you were unconscious, did you remember anything?"

Ning Jiujiu saw her eyes narrow slightly, and for some reason, she exuded a faint murderous intention.

He didn't understand where this hostility came from, but he said sincerely: "I don't remember..."

Zhao Xiang'er looked at him dubiously and said, "You are indeed quite accomplished in your methods. You were able to help your junior sister suppress her demonic nature and resist the near-death disaster. I... also admire you a little."

Ning Jiujiu quickly asked: "Where is junior sister? Where is junior sister now?"

Zhao Xiang'er said: "Fairy Lu is taking care of her, don't worry."

Ning Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief. With Lu Marry taking care of him, there was no need to worry.

Zhao Xiang'er suddenly asked: "I heard that Fairy Lu wants to accept you as his disciples?"

Ning Jiujiu hummed and said, "Miss Lu does have this intention, but we haven't agreed yet."

Zhao Xiang'er asked: "Why don't you agree?"

Ning Jiujiu said: "Being a disciple is a very important matter and should not be done so casually."

Zhao Xiang'er shook his head gently: "It can't be this reason. There should be other reasons, such as... do you have other teachers?"

Ning Changjiu's heart was shaken. He was very weak at the moment. The shadow of his past life's memories had been lingering in his mind for a long time. The words "master" were like a lingering dark cloud, shrouding his consciousness. Being on the sea made it difficult for him to rest at ease.

At this moment, Zhao Xiang'er seemed to have mentioned it unintentionally, but it still aroused waves in his heart. If he hadn't meditated for decades in his previous life, his complexion would have changed at this moment.

Ning Changjiu shook his head gently: "No, it's just that my qualifications are mediocre and I really don't dare to accept it so casually."

"Hypocritical." Zhao Xianger sneered.

Ning Jiujiu originally wanted to respond with the word "mean", but thinking of his current situation, he swallowed it back bitterly.

"How is your injury?" Zhao Xianger asked.

Ning Changjiu had just sensed it. Although he felt incredible in his heart, he still replied: "It's mostly external injuries. The Zifu Qi Sea is intact, so there is no possibility. Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Zhao Xiang'er nodded and said: "It's similar to what the imperial doctor said before. It's really strange for you that you were unscathed after being struck by such a lightning strike..."

Ning Jiujiu silently felt the pain emanating from his bones, and said helplessly: "Well... unscathed."

Zhao Xiang'er pinched his face and said, "You avoided the tragedy of the monster attack on the city, and now you are a hero of Zhao State. If you want anything, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Ning Jiujiu didn't think too much, "I have nothing else to ask for."

He will leave here soon to look for the Taoist temple and his master, so there is no place to remember him. And he just wants to save his junior sister and save the imperial city, but it is just a matter of convenience...

Zhao Xiang'er frowned slightly, her thin and upturned lips pursed slightly, as if she was displeased, and said, "You have saved people all over the city, and if you don't take anything away from it, it will seem unjust to Your Highness."

Ning Jiuchuan's thoughts flashed, his eyes fell on her charming and childish face, and he said with a slight smile: "Then I want your highness, is that okay?"

Zhao Xiang'er leaned slightly, resting her hands on the edge of the bed, and got much closer to him. Her hair fell on his neck, with a faint fragrance and a slight itch. The tip of the girl's nose was almost touching him. She smiled and said: " You can try to ask me for it, do you dare?"

Ning Jiujiu opened his mouth, but finally shut up obediently.

He is not afraid of this crazy girl's rejection, but he is afraid that if she really agrees, it will be really entangled. At the moment, he has other things to worry about, and naturally he does not want to stay in Zhao country for too long.

But he had to admit that this little girl was indeed attractive.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Xiang'er smiled faintly: "It's boring... I don't know how you can coax your cute little junior sister into being so desperate."

Ning Jiujiu said plausibly: "I treat people with sincerity."

Zhao Xiang'er looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile, and said: "Be sincere to others? If I hadn't explored your body, I would feel like you were possessed by an old fox at this moment."

Ning Jiujiu didn't know how to respond, so he just asked: "What else did you explore?"

Zhao Xiang'er curled her lips, looked into his eyes steadily, and said, "You have seen everything you should see."

Ning Jiujiu will stop talking.

The girl smiled, with a proud sense of victory in her eyes, and said: "Then you take good care of yourself and don't move around."

Ning Jiujiu nodded and said, "I want to sleep a little longer."

Zhao Xianger asked in confusion: "Does this still need to be reported?"

Ning was silent for a long time and said honestly: "With Your Highness beside me, I... can't sleep."

Zhao Xiang'er's face wrinkled slightly, as if she was a little annoyed, and said: "This is my boudoir. What you said...are you trying to drive me away?"

As he spoke, murderous intent was like a gossamer.

Ning Jiujiu shuddered and was slightly shocked, thinking that this was the boudoir of His Highness Xiang'er, and that this bed was where she usually rested, and she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness." Ning thought for a long time and said.

Zhao Xiang'er restrained the murderous aura that he deliberately exuded and said: "Forget it, I won't scare you anymore. It's a good rest, but I won't leave, because I'm not sure how you withstood the thunderstorm. If you were really hit by something, I must know immediately if the evil spirit is possessed, I am His Highness of the State of Zhao, so I have to watch you."

"Of course, I won't disturb you. I'm studying by the desk. If you have anything, you can call me." The girl instructed.

Ning Jiujiu has no sleep at all...

For some reason, deep down in his heart, he always had a complicated feeling towards the girl in front of him, which seemed to be fear and guilt.

So a man and a woman were alone in the same room, and the other woman was the most noble and beautiful girl in the Zhao Kingdom.

But Ning Jiujiu didn't have any charming thoughts.

The lights beside the bed have been extinguished, and all the lights in the room have dimmed. Only a sapphire lamp with a lotus pattern is still burning on the dark table.

Because it was the only light in the room, even though it was weak, it was still eye-catching.

The girl's porcelain white skin reflected the light, outlining her soft curves. She was only sixteen years old at the moment, but her body was well developed. The loose black dragon robe still couldn't hide her already somewhat proud curves.

Ning Jiujiu's body was in dilapidated state, and his mediocre qualifications had now withstood several winds, knives, and frosts, and he was like a bamboo basket holding water, unable to retain his aura.

And the farewells of the two remnant souls to him in the sky thunder echoed in his mind from time to time.

One looked in the direction of the junior sister in the temple, stubborn and sad, while the other looked back at the moon many years ago, indifferent and calm.

Thoughts and doubts appeared in his mind like a mess of twine, but he could vaguely sense that the truth about his rebirth seemed to be very close to him.

He was suddenly afraid of the answer.

He looked at the upper end of the bed. The carved wooden bed was decorated with dragons and phoenixes. It didn't look like Xiaojia Jade, but instead had the air of soaring into the sky.

Although the carvings are beautiful, they don’t make much sense after looking at them for a long time.

So he quietly turned his head and looked at the girl sitting alone in front of the lamp. Zhao Xianger had long hair, and the very fine hair fell silently like water. The dark dragon robe was like a long night, and only her beautiful and childish face was there. See it clearly in the light.

Zhao Xianger put down her pen, raised her head slightly, and asked, "Do you want to sleep or do you want to see me?"

Ning Jiujiu asked: "I wonder what your highness is writing?"

Zhao Xiang'er glanced at the rice paper and said calmly: "Tomorrow's arrangements."

"tomorrow?"

"Well, now that the overall situation has come to an end and everything is waiting to be done, there is naturally a lot to think about, not to mention..." Zhao Xianger's eyelids drooped slightly, and she paused and said, "Not to mention that tomorrow is my birthday."

Ning Jiujiu nodded gently and said sincerely: "Congratulations, Your Highness, you have done so much for Zhao Guo, and everyone should celebrate it tomorrow."

The corners of Zhao Xiang'er's mouth curled up slightly, and she smiled self-deprecatingly.

Ning Jiujiu noticed that she seemed to have something on her mind and asked, "The old fox is dead and my junior sister's demon species has been sealed. What are you still worried about?"

Zhao Xiang'er said uneasily: "It's always hard to calm down. I'm afraid of changes."

Ning Jiujiu said: "The situation has been set, and it should be difficult to cause trouble again."

Zhao Xiang'er stopped writing, and folded her slender fingers between her knees. She raised her head and looked at Ning Changjiu with a gloomy expression. After staring for a while, she finally said: "I am not looking at you today because I have any intention for you. It’s just that I think you might be the variable.”

Ning Jiuchuan frowned slightly: "Why?"

Zhao Xiang'er said: "Because I don't know your background and origins. Although your qualifications are mediocre, where did your cultivation come from and why it was so clean? And according to me, that night, you and Ning Xiao Lingdu was killed by Ning Qianshui, why did he come back to life again? I don't believe that such a thing really exists in the world, but you don't seem to be possessed by an evil spirit. When I explored your soul, I found that you have three complete souls and seven souls. , no different from ordinary people.”

"So I don't understand what you... have gone through."

"Tonight is still very long, can you help me dispel the doubts in my heart?"