Gu Xijiu started to feel a little uneasy and restless.
This was the first time in her life that she was so anxious all day long. Her heart was racing all day long, and there was nothing she could do about it.
It was Luo Zhanyu who said, "Xiaojiu, do you want to go to His Majesty's imperial mausoleum to pay homage?"
Gu Xijiu was shocked: "Your Majesty?"
Luo Zhanyu looked a little sad: "Yes, our Majesty passed away a few days ago. His coffin was brought back for burial ten days ago. You and he used to be good friends, how about... "
Gu Xijiu stood up: "Yes! Let's go!"
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It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.
Near the Qingming Festival, in the drizzle, Gu Xijiu stood in front of the imperial mausoleum, looking at the tall tombstone in trance.
Rong Jialuo's spiritual power was not low during his lifetime. He probably did not expect that his life span would be so short, so he did not build his mausoleum in advance. His mausoleum was built in a hurry.
No matter how heroic a person is, after death he is nothing more than a fiefdom and a cup of loess...
Rong Jialuo was once her friend and he was really kind to her. He never thought that it would end up like this. Not only would he die physically, but he would not even leave his soul behind, and he would not be reincarnated. What is buried here is just an ignorant and helpless person. It’s just the shell of consciousness.
Gu Xijiu stood in front of the tombstone, feeling very uncomfortable.
It was raining heavily in the sky, and she neither held an umbrella nor used any magic to cover it up, letting the raindrops fall on her clothes and hair...
Three months later, will Di Fuyi also become a tombstone
As soon as this thought came to her mind, her heart felt like it was being pulled hard. It was so painful that she didn't dare to think about it!
There must be a way—
There must be a way...
It's just that they haven't found the way yet, but she will find it...
She almost couldn't imagine what it would be like if Di Fuyi actually transformed into her. Just thinking about it felt like the sky was falling.
She also suddenly understood why Di Fuyi did what he did in the first place.
Based on her feelings for him, she would rather he really betrayed her and really fell in love with someone else than become an immortal...
She may be able to accept his betrayal and stay away, but she cannot accept his permanent disappearance.
There are still three months left, what if she can't find a way
Do you really watch him disappear
My heart is heavy, heavy and swollen -
She looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds and not a trace of sunlight.
Two days and one night have passed, and Di Fuyi hasn't come back yet. Will he really never come back as shown in her nightmare? What desert did you go to to become feathered
don't want! She doesn't allow this outcome!
She jumped up suddenly, no, she couldn't wait like this any longer! She wants to find that desert—
She turned around and wanted to run away, but suddenly it became dark above her head. A sky-green umbrella covered her head, and the fluttering raindrops no longer fell on her.
"Why don't you bring an umbrella when you run out? Do you want to experience the feeling of being soaked in water?" A familiar voice sounded in my ears.
She froze, turned her head, and looked into a pair of smiling eyes.
He was dressed in a flowing purple robe, without a mask, and his eyes were as vast as smoke, making people want to get lost in it just by looking at him. In his white jade-like hands, he held an oil-paper umbrella painted with splash-ink landscapes. Against the green mountains and green water behind him, and the drizzle, it looked like a painting.
There was a slight hint of tiredness on his face, but he was in good spirits. When he looked at her with a smile, he didn't forget to tease: "Why are you looking at me like that? Are you stupid because of the rain?" As he said this, he applied magic on her. A cleaning spell.
(End of chapter)