Po Meng hid her hands in her sleeves, clutching tightly, her long nails embedded in her palms, but she didn't feel anything at all.
She is no longer human, and without a human body, how can she feel human pain.
But she still has a heart, thoughts, and memories.
She was full of one person in her heart, someone who would never forget for hundreds of years.
In order to wait for this person, she squatted by the Naihe Bridge for hundreds of years.
Just for, just to see him again, even if he has gone through several lifetimes of reincarnation, it doesn't matter if he doesn't recognize her, as long as he sees him again.
For this reason, it doesn't matter how much you suffer.
But what she didn't expect was that after hundreds of years, she saw him, it was the original him, not the one who had gone through several reincarnations.
What happened to her child
He was just a baby when she left him, and he couldn't remember her.
But he, beside this Naihe bridge, recognized her only from his back.
"Why answer me? Are you waiting for someone? Are you waiting for me?" Chu Yan's voice trembled.
Po Meng raised her eyes sharply, looked straight into Chu Yan's eyes, and asked each word: "Do you know me? Do you know who I am?"
"In the evening of the summer, Chu State Chengxuan was posthumously named Concubine Shu in 30 years. He has a son named Chu Yan who was named King of Jin. He was sent to Qiyun Mountain to raise him when he was young. Am I right?"
Po Meng stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes widened, her eye sockets were red, and the water mist quickly condensed.
He knew that he recognized her at a glance, obviously, she never even hugged him.
"Now, it's up to you to answer my question. Are you waiting by the Naihe Bridge, waiting for your son?" Chu Yan condensed the face in front of him, which was somewhat similar to his own.
Po Meng covered her mouth and nodded: "Yes, I'm waiting for my son, my son who was born in October, I haven't even seen the face—" The crystal clear tears rolled down, and the ghost came over after hearing the news. It was so bad that I was stunned.
It is said that although ghosts do not have a physical body, they can also shed ghost tears when they are deep in love.
But in so many years, he has never seen ghost tears in anyone's face, this is the first time.
It turns out that ghosts can really shed tears.
On the other side, on Jun Luoheng's desk, there was suddenly more liquid in a crystal clear bottle.
At first, Jun Luoheng thought that he was dazzled, and he stared at it several times before confirming that it was Ghost Tears, Meng Po's Ghost Tears.
Po Meng is already a demigod with hundreds of years of cultivation, and her strength can rank among the top ten in the underworld. For hundreds of years, she has never shed tears.
He also never thought about being in touch with the joys and sorrows of the world every day, and reading all the human nature.
Such a person, he thought there were no tears.
What happened
Jun Luoheng was going to have a look, when Bai Zhi walked out with a plate, and put the plate full of food on the table.
"Afternoon tea. Although I don't know what time it is in the Hades, I can almost eat it after counting the time."
Jun Luoheng was a little speechless, raised his eyebrows and looked at Bai Zhi: "I said, don't you want to stay here for a minute? I just ate it, and the food is still in my throat. You have another meal. , Do you want me to eat ten meals a day?"
Bai Zhi muttered in her heart, you are here day and night, there is not even a clock, who knows how long is a day!
"This is fruit, it helps digestion, eat a little bit more." She pushed the fruit tray in front of Jun Luoheng with a smile, muttering in her heart that she didn't dare to say it.