If Yu Zhengzheng hadn't quickly grabbed his hand, he would have already taken off his outer robe.
She also didn't know why he could do such a despicable thing so smoothly and calmly.
She widened her eyes and gritted her teeth, "I want eggs, eggs!"
Rong Shang said "Oh", tied the jade belt back, sat down on the couch with a natural look, scooped a mouthful of brown sugar water with a porcelain spoon, blew it on the side of his mouth: "Drink it while it's hot."
Seeing that he seemed fine, Yu Zhengzheng felt that her face turned red. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it. She felt unbalanced.
Rong Shang brought the spoon to her lips, but she clenched her teeth and turned her head away with a bad attitude: "I don't want to drink it."
Seeing that she was throwing a tantrum like a child, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, and did not force her to drink. He just took back the spoon and put the soup into his own mouth.
Yu Zhengzheng glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. She thought he would try every means to coax her to drink it, but he didn't even fart and just drank the brown sugar water he cooked for her.
He had clearly done what she said, but for some reason, she felt even angrier.
Without even thinking, she reached out to grab the bowl from him: "This is mine!"
Rong Shang raised an eyebrow: "You said you don't want to drink anymore."
Yu Zhengzheng kicked him on the butt, the veins on his forehead throbbing: "Get out, you annoying bastard!"
He stood up obediently and walked a few steps towards the palace door. He suddenly paused as if he remembered something. "Protector Pei is outside the palace. Do you want me to help you change your clothes?"
When he mentioned "changing clothes", Yu Zhengzheng couldn't help but recall last night. She picked up the porcelain spoon and threw it at his feet: "Even if I'm naked, you don't have to care!"
Rong Shang nodded slightly: "Disciple, I'll take my leave."
Yu Zhengzheng felt very happy when he was speaking out, but not long after, he was slapped in the face by his own words.
She found that all her clothes were gone and the wardrobe in the palace was empty, with not a single piece of clothing left for her.
There was an earth-shaking roar coming from the hall, and the culprit was standing outside the door, leaning against a red-painted pillar.
He played with the bodhi beads in his hand and asked calmly, "How are the preparations going?"
Pei Qian said respectfully: "It's ready. With the Tiangang formation to attract the lightning, the Immortal Venerable will be able to survive the calamity safely."
After that, he hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, what should we do with the six... uh, six servants?"
According to the king's temper, those six lovers would probably be cut into pieces, chopped into pieces, and then chopped into meat to feed the dogs.
Rong Shang twisted the Buddhist beads and said with thin lips: "Don't worry about them."
Pei Qian: “???”
His face was filled with shock, as if he had heard something shocking.
Has the king accepted them
So they are about to live a happy life as a family of eight
Rong Shang naturally didn't know what Pei Qian was thinking. He turned around and walked down the stone steps. Before he took a few steps, he stopped again and said, "Call a female disciple to bring the dress over."
Pei Qian bowed his head and replied, "Yes."
The roar in the hall continued, and he couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the white shadow.
Although he had secretly paid so much for the Immortal Lord, the king always thought of himself as an unforgivable devil, fearing that the Immortal Lord would leave him after knowing the truth.
The king knew that the Immortal Venerable would definitely go to see Shanshui before the wedding ceremony. In order to protect the Immortal Venerable, he made a deal with the Emperor of Heaven using the goddess's soul.
The Emperor of Heaven is a sinister and cunning man, so he naturally won't trust the King easily.
In order to make the Emperor of Heaven believe that he really had the goddess's soul in his hands, the king took out his own soul and replaced it.
Just a little bit, and the king almost turned into ashes because of the separation of his soul.
Others may not believe it if it is told that the Ghost King, who is like an evil ghost from hell, is willing to risk his soul being torn apart and never being able to reincarnate, just to fulfill the Immortal Venerable's wish to see the mountains and rivers.
Immediately afterwards, the king began to search for the antidote for the Immortal Lord. Within just one day, he kidnapped the most top medical practitioner in the entire immortal cultivation world.
The medical practitioners worked tirelessly and finally developed an antidote overnight.
What's funny is that although this antidote can eliminate the toxicity after taking it, the aftereffect is softening of muscles and bones.
As time goes by, within three to five years, she will become paralyzed on one side of her body, and for the rest of her life she will have to lie in bed, struggling to survive like a cartilage worm.
If you don't take the antidote you will die, and if you take the antidote you will become disabled. This is an unsolvable dead end.
The only thing that can keep her safe is the king's spirit.
The king did not hesitate at all. After telling them about his last affairs, he went straight to Guixu Mountain. He wiped out King Shura and his men, paving the way for the Immortal Lord to retreat.
What remained of the Ghost Sect were loyal disciples, endless treasures were hidden in Guixu Mountain, and even the beds in the Luan Palace were personally selected and arranged by the king.
On the eighth day after the Immortal Lord left, the king took a forbidden drug and his eyesight returned.
The king went to see the Immortal Lord, and when he came back he sat upright, unable to sleep all night, and wrote a suicide note.
The suicide note was given to Pei Qian, saying that he had not returned within seven hundred years, and he handed the letter to the Immortal Venerable.
Pei Qian didn’t know what was written in the letter. She could only see four big words on the envelope: Written by my husband.
It was not until the king detonated his spiritual consciousness that Pei Qian understood what the phrase 'has not returned for seven hundred years' meant.
Gods who have committed heinous crimes among the gods will have their consciousness stripped away.
A god who loses his consciousness will turn into a mortal being, and his death will be like being cut into pieces, causing him to be heartbroken and in excruciating pain.
The king's hands are stained with human blood. He committed many sins during his lifetime. After enduring this inhuman torture, he will go to the underworld after his death and be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell to reincarnate.
Not to mention seven hundred years, even if it were seven thousand years, the king might not be able to be reborn as a human being.
Compared with the endless torture, the brief moment of death after the soul was taken out became so comfortable and pleasant.
But in order to meet the Immortal Lord, the king chose the former.
Fortunately, the king did not die.
It was three years later when Pei Qian saw him again.
He lay in an ice coffin, unable to move from the neck down.
That was the god that Pei Qian was proud of throughout his life.
At that time, he was paralyzed in an ice coffin without any dignity, and could only survive on rice porridge every day. He was as fragile as an insect with broken wings.
Pei Qian finally waited until he became a normal person and recovered his past memories. The first thing he wanted to do was to go to the Six Realms to look for the long-lost Tiangang Formation.
It was not for any other reason, but because he knew that the Immortal Venerable was about to pass the tribulation and ascend to heaven, and he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the three heavenly thunders.
From beginning to end, the king only did one thing to hurt the Immortal Lord.
But the king just doesn't want the Immortal to forget him.
That's all.
Pei Qian wiped his slightly red eyes, walked to the door and said, "Immortal Lord, please wait a moment. I will send someone to send you some clean clothes."
Hearing Pei Qian's slightly hoarse voice, Yu Zhengzheng was stunned.
She just scolded Rong a few words, why was Pei Qian still crying
She took two sips of the brown sugar water and thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what had touched Pei Qian's tears.
After drinking a bowl of brown sugar and egg water, the coldness in her body was removed. Yu Zhengzheng felt a lot more relaxed.
A female disciple brought her clean clothes. She had hardly slept the whole night, and there was nothing to deal with today, so she simply covered herself with the mattress and took a deep sleep.
I don't know how long she slept, she was awakened by the deafening thunder and rain outside the window. She put on her dress casually, without even bothering to open an umbrella, and rushed downstairs from Luan Palace anxiously.
Relying on her memory, she broke into the dormitory where Rong Shang was temporarily staying.
The dark night sky was filled with thunder and lightning. Blue and white lightning struck down in response. Rong Shang sat on the couch, his face pale and his body tensed.
How can a shadow that has lasted for more than 100,000 years be eliminated in just a few years
Whenever he heard the sound of thunder and lightning that echoed through the sky, he would think of the countless days and nights of torture.
The darkness gradually swallowed him up. The souls of those he had killed grabbed his throat tightly. Faces covered in blood surrounded him with distorted grins.
Yu Zhengzheng lit the candle, ran over in panic, and clenched his cold, pale hand: "Rongshang, how are you?"
His eyes froze for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
He exhaled lightly: "Why is Master here?"
Seeing that he started acting again, she didn't bother with him.
She placed the candle on the cabinet, squatted beside him, put her arms around his waist, and said nonsense: "I had a nightmare. I'm scared."
The arms hanging at the sides of Rong Shang trembled slightly, and the clenched palms loosened and clenched again. It was unknown how long he hesitated before he placed his big palm on top of her head: "Dreams are all fake, they don't count."
Yu Zhengzheng rested her chin on his legs, tilted her head slightly, and tilted her neck to look at him: "What about you, is it real or fake?"
The candlelight illuminated her clear and flawless eyes. When he looked into her eyes, he couldn't utter a lie.
Although she was also tortured by Madam Lu, she still did not change her mind, while he fell into the abyss, his hands were stained with blood, and he became a devil that everyone feared.
He is selfish, cruel, ungrateful and heartless.
He even put her in danger in order to make her remember him.
How could he be worthy of her
Yes, he doesn't deserve it.
But he still wanted to selfishly keep her captive by his side.
Because he loves her.
Rong Shang met her eyes and smiled without flinching, "Master is talking nonsense again."
Yu Zhengzheng didn't say anything else. She laid her head flat on his legs, gently held his hands, and used her body temperature to warm his cold palms.
There was thunder outside the window, and the scorching temperature seeped into the blood from the palms of my hands, but the creepy face no longer appeared in front of my eyes.
He looked at her obedient face, and as if he wanted to grab something, he held her little hand tighter.
More than two months passed in the blink of an eye. Yu Zhengzheng never tried to test Rong Shang again, and Rong Shang never mentioned what had happened before. The two of them had a very good understanding of each other.
Yu Zhengzheng was busy preparing to survive the tribulation, but those five lovers were blind and kept sticking to her all day long.
Without waiting for her to do anything, they all started having diarrhea and vomiting one after another. Within a few days, their fair and tender faces turned waxy and yellow.
She knew who did it with her toes. Who would have thought that the Ghost King, who was once known for his cruelty and ruthlessness, would now become a jealous and childish ghost.
However, Mian Jin'an was alone for a while, and since that day, Yu Zhengzheng rarely saw him.
Yu Zhengzheng looked at the white Epiphyllum in the water tank and reached out to stir the water twice: "Pei Qian, look at the petals, are they about to bloom?"
Pei Qian observed it carefully and nodded in agreement: "It seems to be opening soon."
When she heard this, she couldn't help but sigh.
When the thunderbolt came, she had no confidence that she could survive it. She just didn't know if she could see the blooming of the night-blooming cereus with her own eyes and welcome the rebirth of the mountains and rivers.
I don’t know why, but as I thought about it, tears started to flow from the corners of my eyes.
Pei Qian was stunned, and quickly handed over the handkerchief: "Xianzun, have you been worried about anything recently?"
She has been crying many times more frequently recently than before.
Yu Zhengzheng sniffed: "I'm almost struck by lightning, do you think I have anything on my mind?"
This was the first time she showed her worry. Pei Qian was about to tell her about the Tiangang Formation, but she spoke before he could: "I heard that your bedroom was robbed?"
Pei Qian's face turned green and he wished he could dig a hole and bury himself.
He has been with the king for more than tens of thousands of years. Not only is he the king's right-hand man, he is also a well-known figure in the six realms.
But yesterday an unknown thief stole my things.
Although it was embarrassing, since Yu Zhengzheng asked about it, he naturally had to report the truth: "I am currently counting the stolen items. Don't worry, Immortal Venerable, I will definitely catch the thief in the next two days."
Before he finished speaking, a servant came to report outside the palace: "Master Pei, the cabinet box behind your mural seems to have been moved. I'm afraid you need to check it yourself."
Upon hearing this, Pei Qian became a little anxious.
It would be fine if other things were lost, but the box contained the suicide note given to him by the king.
Although the suicide note was of no use, it was something entrusted to him by the king. How could he lose it
Pei Qian was extremely anxious, but he didn't dare to leave Yu Zhengzheng easily. These days were the critical moment of tribulation, and the three heavenly thunders could strike at any time.
The king went to the human world to buy oranges for her, and it would take about half an hour for him to come back. Although there was the Tiangang Formation to attract lightning, it would still be more reassuring to have someone by her side.
Seeing Pei Qian's constipated face, Yu Zhengzheng blew her nose with his handkerchief and said, "You can't help me take the blame. It only takes a short while to go there. Just go and come back quickly."
Pei Qian thought about it and felt that what she said made sense.
Luan Palace was not far from his bedroom, so as long as he sent someone to look after her, there shouldn't be any problem.
He nodded and earnestly warned: "Don't wander around, Immortal Venerable. Just wait in the bedroom. I will be back soon."
After saying this, he left his two subordinates with profound cultivation outside the hall and flew away on his sword like a gust of wind.
Yu Zhengzheng felt that Pei Qian was making a fuss out of nothing. She leaned on the beauty couch, holding a cup of wolfberry and red date tea, and admiring the red plum blossoms outside the window.
The red plum trees were planted by Rong Shang because she said that the area outside the temple was empty and there was not even a hint of flower scent. So he transplanted dozens of red plum trees from the human world and carefully watered and cared for them every day.
Originally, Luandian was extremely cold, with heavy snow all year round, and no plants could survive.
But ever since Rong Shang returned to Guixu Mountain, the heavy snow outside the Luan Palace stopped, and even the frost covering the Luan Palace melted.
Most of these transplanted red plum trees are alive, and they are a pleasure to look at in this winter.
Yu Zhengzheng took a sip of hot tea and let out a sigh of contentment.
She has had a poor appetite recently, and eating some green plums and oranges will help relieve the pain. I'm going upstairs to buy some oranges for her, and I'll be back soon.
When he came back, she asked him to squeeze the oranges into orange juice, and then put it in the ice cellar for half an hour to make popsicles.
As she was thinking, she heard footsteps outside the palace. She happily leaned over and said, "I bought my oranges..."
When she saw Mian Jin's face, her bright smile froze instantly.
Mian Jin was wearing a dark-colored robe, with long hair hanging down behind him. He was holding a jade flute in his hand and had a sneer on his lips, which was completely different from his previous image.
There was a sharp look on his temples, and his eyebrows were slightly raised: "Are you disappointed?"
Hearing his slightly sarcastic tone, Yu Zhengzheng couldn't help but frowned: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Mian Jin was too lazy to waste time talking to her, and directly threw a letter out of his hand: "If you want to know the secret of Rong Shang, go to the Holy Spring Steps to find me. I will only wait for you for an incense stick of time."
Yu Zhengzheng looked at the envelope that fell at her feet, then glanced at Mian Jin's receding figure. After hesitating for a while, she finally bent down hesitantly and picked up the envelope.
There were only four big words written on the envelope: Handwritten by my husband.