No one is more familiar with the secret passages of the magic palace than Ye Junhou. Even if he was seriously injured, he still returned to the palace where the magic queen was. After opening the door, the man had changed into a normal plain clothes, and his body was scattered like black silk. Don't wear any accessories, it's like wearing hemp and filial piety.
"You came."
Hearing his footsteps, the woman turned around slowly, her plain face reflected under the fireworks. Although she had grown older, she seemed to have not changed at all.
Ye Junhou Yuan wanted to say a lot, but after seeing her like this, after a little stunned, what he finally said was, "Where's my wine?"
There is only one kind of wine in the harem, and that is the rosy face brewed by him. After entering the throat, it is full of bloody smell, just like the rosy face that dyed Ye San's eyes red in the cellar that day. As soon as he saw this wine, Ye Junhou would tell himself that he would never let Cheng Shuang bleed for himself again in this life.
At this time, too, when he drank fresh red wine, the stagnant air that was deposited would dissipate, but the injury on his body was a bit tingling. Fortunately, he has never been afraid of death in fights. Have a good drink.
However, when the cool night wind blew away the alcohol, he still couldn't help but said, "I always thought that you fought against the family for me, disobeyed the emperor's order, loved me more than your own life, only you, forever. won't betray me."
"Because at that time, I firmly believed that even if the heavens and the people made troubles repeatedly, you were different from them, and Ye San would never hurt innocent people."
Unexpectedly, he still remembered those things, slowly filling the wine glasses in pairs, neither of the two cared about the red-stained ground, as if it was just an ordinary night conversation between husband and wife, you said a word to me, and the conversation was over. It's time to go to sleep, the big disagreement is finally a fight at the head of the bed and a reconciliation at the end of the bed, and it will disappear the next day.
However, they all knew that they would never wake up from this sleep, so Ye Junhou still asked what he had never dared to mention, "Do you hate me?"
"hatred."
The Queen answered without hesitation, and was so decisive that he couldn't help pouring a full glass of wine down his throat. Only with the strength of the wine could he ask the next sentence, "Do you still love me?"
This time, her expression was quite hesitant, and she looked at the person in front of her seriously, before sighing for a long time: "I don't know."
Upon receiving this answer, Ye Junhou smiled instead, raised her chin in a flirtatious manner, and his eyes were full of jokes, "Poor woman, I don't love you now, and I don't seem to hate you very much."
To tell the truth, Cheng Shuang had discovered this from a long time ago, and at this time, he just looked at him and replied lightly, "Maybe this is what I hate about you."
On the last day, this woman finally tore off the disguise of the virtuous queen and showed her sharp-edged nature. For Ye Junhou, this answer undoubtedly made him more happy than any bullshit. He would rather be stabbed to death by a jealous wife because there are too many harems, than be a tragic devil who is betrayed by his wife just because he harmed the world. After all, even the devil himself prefers stories like evil and evil.
Toasting his sense of humor that seems to have come back a little lately, Ye Junhou thought about what he should do before he died. If he was in the past, he would have rolled off the bed with the woman without hesitation, and he would have died in the town of Wenrou. . But now, there is a pair in front of him, and there is only one devil queen in the world, so the devil just suddenly said: "It's all about this time, at least peel me an orange."
No matter how big the hatred was, it slowly dissipated after death. This time, Cheng Shuang finally stopped ignoring him. The slender fingers that were well maintained in the palace gently peeled off the peel of the orange. When the pulp appeared, it was Putting it in his mouth, he just said calmly: "Ye San, I said, if one day you die, I will accompany you."
Unexpectedly, the wish before his death could not be fulfilled, Ye Junhou could only sigh helplessly: "You woman, you obviously gave it to me, but ended up eating it yourself."
"I originally thought, if you come back, I will give it to you, if you don't come back, I will take it myself."
Answering him softly, the Queen of the Devil naturally heard the words at the dinner party. After she came back, she poisoned the fruit in the palace, which was the last guarantee in the plan. Now Ye Junhou did come back, but the orange that should have sent him to hell ended up in her mouth.
If this man appeared vulnerable in front of her, knowing that he was a bastard, he would not be able to do it. Is it because you still love him? Love this stuff, who knows
Before the implementation of the plan, only her brother saw her intention to die. At that time, the uncle, who had always endured humiliation, advised her that if she really missed her family, she should have died in the sea of fire together with her family. It's time to jump off the city wall, she didn't die at such a good time, why should she live or die now. Now even if she is dead, no one will praise her.
But what is the point of thinking so much when a person wants to die? When there is no more fun in living, it is natural to die.
"My son will hate you to death."
As black blood dripping from his lips on the back of his hand, Ye Junhou finally knew that she had put poison in the orange, and lamented that this woman really knew how to kill him, but in the end she only took the initiative to take the one she was holding. The orange petals finally managed to eat an orange from her hand, and then she hugged him contentedly, and patted her for the first time in a coaxing tone, "In the next life, you have to listen to your family, don't do any more. Mind your own business, no matter if you meet Ye San or Ye Junhou, you have to turn a blind eye, don't just find a cat or a dog to marry."
"it is good."
Xu was weak after the poison, and her answer was very weak, like the gentleness and obedience when they got married, so Ye Junhou couldn't help sighing, "It's rare, after thirty years, you are finally here. I was good in front of me."
However, this time she had already fallen asleep, so she leaned against his chest without any resistance, as if this was her life's support. Without letting go of this body, which was slowly losing its warmth, Ye Junhou was a little thankful for the tenacious vitality of the demon, which allowed him to hold the woman he once liked the most in one hand, and the wine he loved the most in the other hand, and go slowly. Watch the fireworks still in full bloom in the sky.
This scene is very similar to the day when they got married. At that time, when he was still a young boy, he excitedly and nervously promised his bride, "Double, I want to be with you all the time!"
At that time, Cheng Shuang was very enthusiastic about him, and when they heard such clumsy love words, they were so happy that they turned pink with joy. They only approached him timidly, and said to him in a solemn tone, "Death and life are bound together, talk to Zicheng. Holding the hand of the son, grow old together with the son."
You see, after all, the oath I gave is easier to achieve.
But I, prefer what you say every time, even if I knew it from the start, it wasn't realistic at all.
Double you know? The people of heaven are very envious of me. They think God is the best for me, and has given me everything that all men can only dream of. They haven't given me a heart that will make me feel guilty.
But I am the same as you. If I didn't listen to my parents, I would have no weakness if I abandoned people's feelings according to God's arrangement. Ye Junhou will definitely be the winner in life who has the last laugh. But I still lived according to Ye San's wishes, and it really was a good hand that I played sloppy.
So, I think, Ye San probably really loves you very much. Even if he disappears, he will not allow anyone to hurt you. You see, Ye Junhou made you sad, so Ye San killed him.
The Demon Lord didn't lose to Suge, nor to you. The one who won him was the trash Ye San.
"Forget it, what I like the most in my life is wine and women. Now that I have wine, I also have women who will die with me, so it can be considered complete."
Finally, he smiled open-mindedly, the wine was exhausted, and his vision was no longer clear. The Demon Lord leaned on the couch and slowly closed his eyes.
Yeah, that's it. It was dawn, the fireworks stopped, the couples all left, and it was time for him to sleep.
In this life, after all, there is no loss.
When everyone found the queen's room, there were only these two figures lying down hugging each other. Silently looking at the blood-stained Suyi of the queen, Ji Mo didn't know if Ye Junhou came to the magic palace to kill her before she died, or if she voluntarily accompany her husband to die with her, but just picked up the paper on the table. , it still smells of alcohol and blood, but the content doesn't change. After a quick glance, Ji Mo handed it to Su Ge and said, "This is the imperial edict."
Seeing that the name of the successor was not written above, Ji Mo faintly had some answers in his heart. They all knew that Qingye's ascension to the throne would be much smoother with this title, and they didn't intend to stay here any longer. Su Ge just said indifferently, "I'll ask you two for the new gods, and I'll help Qingye."
Yes, this time, there was another man in a gray suit beside them. The man was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old. When he appeared, he smelled of alcohol and was not sober. He seemed to have no idea what was going on until he was brought into the demon Gong, the moment he saw Ye Junhou, he sighed leisurely.
Su Ge thought, this is probably Ye Junhou's god. He didn't want to see the god's sadness, especially it was him who caused all this. After all, it is better to leave first.
What he didn't notice was that when he left, the man patted his head in distress again, but he didn't know the place well, so he didn't know what to say, so he just asked Ji Mo, "Well, don't you help him collect the body? ?"
They were in a hurry to find Ye Junhou, and Ji Mo didn't have time to ask the identity of the person who came. Seeing that he had a great reaction to the name Ye Junhou, and his age was similar to Shen Hei, thinking about such a scene is not suitable for doing more. When asked, he just said: "Then let you do it, it's more suitable than us."
He said that the man did not refuse. Modern people have never done such work as collecting corpses. After thinking about it, he wiped the blood stained on the devil's face with his sleeve, and only sighed in a low voice, "Oh, what a tossing. Yes, if my father sees it, I will be heartbroken."