The next second, she poured herself another glass of wine unsteadily, looked at Dong'er and said: "Finally, I would like to thank Sister Dong'er for letting me be reborn. I may forget you in the next life, but I will definitely try to remember us. Even a little bit of what happened... is fine!"
The night was very long but also very short. Luo Qingchen did not stay long, but was brought back to the world by Murong Ming at dawn.
After all, Wangui City cannot accommodate a living person like her...
A lot of things happened during her absence. Su Luoluo completely fell into madness, talking all day long about someone trying to kill her.
Murong Hanxuan couldn't stand her and immediately locked her up in the cold palace, but at this time, his body was becoming more and more lethargic, inexplicably lethargic.
Others don't know why these two people are so miserable, but Luo Qingchen knows it very well.
Murong Ming was extremely resourceful, and killing someone was definitely the most merciful way to treat him.
But he was unwilling to be kind to Su Luoluo and Murong Hanxuan.
The Wu clan received an unnatural punishment due to the life and death platform. The Wu clan rained fire continuously for half a month, leaving the entire Wu clan with no grass, and even the astrological platform no longer existed.
Murong Ming died not long after. He had no son during his lifetime, and no one succeeded him to the throne after his death.
The throne was in vain for a long time, and was finally succeeded by General Zhenyuan. Change the country name to: Zhou.
All this must have been arranged by Murong Ming. General Zhenyuan was a little prince reincarnated by Murong Ming's clan seven hundred years ago.
Although he has no blood relationship with the Murong clan, it doesn't seem to have much relationship.
The world will be united if it is divided for a long time, and it will be divided if it is united for a long time. The Murong clan has ruled Mu An for seven hundred years, and it is time for them to change their heads and faces.
In this mortal world, everything seems to have come to an end.
On this day, Luo Qingchen had nothing to do and opened the imperial mausoleum built for Murong Ming.
When she walked into the first floor, she seemed to still be able to hear the chirping voices of the sisters, and the scene of her first encounter with them flashed before her eyes.
At that time, they were enemies rather than friends, but now she felt sad because of his and their loss.
There is still a crystal coffin in the center of the third floor, which still makes a "creak" sound when you step on the ice.
She walked forward slowly and leaned lazily on the ice coffin. Following Murong Ming's example, she tapped the fingertips of her right hand casually.
The next second, she cleared her throat and imitated his low tone: "You are the first person to come here in seven hundred years."
"Ah-" As everyone knows, she hasn't finished enjoying the pleasure of imitation yet. He was suddenly hugged around his waist, and his whole body fell into the ice coffin.
"What do you want to do if you sneak into my room?" Murong Ming hugged him tightly, with a slight tenderness in his eyes.
He just went to the underworld to deal with some matters. This little girl had no choice but to go to this imperial mausoleum.
"I..." Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but she was blocked by his thin, cool lips, which gently rubbed her soft lips with his unique breath.
After a long time, he gently let her go, with a lazy smile on his lips and said: "Welcome home, mistress -"
"Such a cold home!" Luo Qingchen pretended to be arrogant and puffed her lips, looking dissatisfied.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, a faint blue light appeared all around, and the entire ice coffin transformed into a weak bed.
He gently held her in his arms and whispered in her ear: "Madam, go to bed!"
"This feels so weird..."
"How strange?"
"It's like being in the underworld."
"But we were originally married in the dark!"
"Hehe, it seems so!"
… (To be continued)