When I was in Qin Dynasty, I lost contact with the wave

Chapter 188 Enjoy the burning sensation, my dear husband.

Zhang Ji walked out of the startled salamander's room, looked at the bright moonlight that filled the courtyard, and originally wanted to walk towards the tidal house, but suddenly there was a rustling sound around him.

Zhang Ji raised his head, looked at the fiery red figure on the branch above his head, the corner of his mouth slightly curved.

"Do you like standing on a high place and looking at me so much?"

"Don't you like standing down there and spying on me?"

Yan Lingji sat on a thick branch, swaying a pair of slender jade legs wrapped in black socks lazily, not caring what Zhang Ji could see from under her dress, and even took the initiative to He tugged at the dress, as if he was afraid that Zhang Ji would not be able to see clearly.

It's just that Yan Lingji's eyes don't have any charming look, instead they contain a touch of melancholy.

Zhang Ji frowned slightly, did this little fairy seem a little worried?

Using his internal strength, Zhang Ji stepped a little, jumped onto the branch, and lightly landed beside Yan Lingji, holding that cold and slippery jade hand.

"Anything on your mind?"

Under Zhang Ji's gaze, Yan Lingji tapped her head lightly, without denying this.

"It's not a big deal, I just feel that this kind of life...is like a dream to me." Yan Lingji turned her body and rested her head on Zhang Ji's shoulder, sitting on the century-old tree. The big tree branches overlook the huge mansion and the bustling streets in the distance, it feels like a dream.

Zhang Ji just wanted to speak to comfort him, but a slender jade finger blocked his mouth.

The light in Yan Lingji's eyes had never been so dim. She leaned on Zhang Ji's shoulder and narrated her past experiences.

"I am a born witch, but I was born in an ordinary family. My father, mother, and younger brother are all ordinary people. My father farmed the fields. At that time, mine couldn't control the flames freely, so I followed my father. The mother learned to weave, while the younger brother was responsible for herding cattle. Although life was poor, he did not worry about three meals a day.

"But one day, Baiyue suddenly went to war with South Korea and Chu State. The Baiyue army robbed all our family's food. My father and mother left all the food to me and my younger brother, and died of starvation."

"Later, my brother and I searched for food from the pile of dead people, dug wild vegetables in the fields, ate leaves, and caught bugs... Finally, we barely survived until the truce between Baiyue and Han Chu."

"However, it was finally peaceful for a while, but someone coveted my appearance and wanted to force me to go home. Those snatchers fought each other to fight for me. The flames of war and strife affected other innocent Baiyue villagers in the village. They cursed the culprit who caused all these blood and fire disasters, and regarded me as a demon."

"The villagers didn't dare to do anything to me, so they hung my brother on the beam and whipped him to death... In the end, the village was swallowed up by the flames unintentionally released by my anger, and turned into ruins, and the villagers also turned into charred bodies. Corpse, even the dying younger brother swallowed his last breath in the sea of ​​flames..."

Yan Lingji buried her head on Zhang Ji's chest, a wet feeling came from Zhang Ji's chest, it was Yan Lingji's tears.

The flirtatious enchantress who was once feared by everyone also showed a soft side.

"It's all in the past, that's all in the past."

Zhang Ji put his arms around Yan Lingji's shoulders, held her in his arms, patted her on the back, and comforted Yan Lingji who was sobbing softly.

Yan Lingji's tragic childhood may be a hurdle she can't get over in this life, because those memories are really hard to look back on.

The only remaining relative died in her arms. Whether the cause of death was death from serious injuries or engulfed by flames, in the final analysis, it was inseparable from Yan Lingji. This was the most painful part in her memory.

"A person like me who can only spread the flames of destruction and misfortune... Do I really have the right to enjoy the life I have now?"

Yan Lingji's eyes are full of crystals, it's not that she doesn't like this kind of stable life.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Yan Lingji is charming and charming, she is naturally charming, every frown, smile, and every move will reveal endless charm, she should be a carefree fairy, as long as she is willing, any man will be crazy about her.

But Yan Lingji felt that she was like a dancing butterfly, soaring was her life's destiny, even if she stayed on a flower for a short time, it was only temporary...she would leave eventually.

Until she met Zhang Ji... She felt that she might really be able to stay by his side. Maybe there would be many accidents in life, such as the attack of Tianze, such as the hostility of the night, but Yan Lingji felt that this kind of life was not easy. Not bad, although turbulent but also comfortable.

But when she arrived in Qin State, Zhang Ji, who was appreciated by the king of the most powerful country in the world, was given such a mansion as soon as she came to Xianyang, but this life like a dream made her a little scared.

"Give me a child."

Those beautiful eyes were gently wiped by a jade hand, wiping away the crystal tears.Yan Lingji wrapped her arms around Zhang Ji's neck, and her tears-moistened eyes were no longer sad, but full of longing.

That is the longing for hope.

She was afraid that such a beautiful life was just a dream, and as she gradually sank, she would wake up little by little, and then the dream would be shattered, and she would go back to the life she could no longer accept now.

Therefore, she wants a child... Maybe the birth of a new life can make her who is as rootless as duckweed feel truly stable, and don't have to worry that her current life is just a bubble that may be broken at any time...

Those already charming star eyes blinked, at this moment, it seemed that thousands of amorous feelings were revealed from those beautiful spiritual eyes, and a beautiful smile appeared on his face.

Yan Lingji turned Zhang Ji's face forcefully, and stuck it up.

The charming atmosphere was spreading on the branches, Yan Lingji threw herself on Zhang Ji, directly pressed her weight on Zhang Ji, and accidentally fell down.

Fortunately, Zhang Ji practiced horizontal hard work, and his rigid body did not suffer any harm, and Yan Lingji, who was held tightly in his arms, would not be harmed.

Yan Lingji, who was completely unharmed, didn't feel embarrassed because she threw Zhang Ji rashly just now and caused the two to fall from the tree. Instead, she glanced at the surrounding bushes, which were half the height of a person. , showing a smirk.

Looking at the smile on Yan Lingji's mouth, Zhang Ji had a bad feeling.

The smirk on Yan Lingji's face was like that of Wei Shushu meeting a little loli who was walking alone at night.

"Don't...don't make trouble! What the hell are you doing burning my clothes!"

Yan Lingji threw a flame directly at Zhang Ji from her palm, and the hot flame ignited the new clothes that Zhang Ji had just put on.

But the fiery flame did not cause any harm to Zhang Ji who had practiced horizontal hard skills, because what Yan Lingji released was only the most ordinary flame, and the temperature was not too high.
The flame spread on Zhang Ji's clothes, and under the control of Yan Lingji, the speed of spreading was greatly accelerated until it burned through Zhang Ji's front clothes.

Yan Lingji pounced on Zhang Ji again, and the flame was still burning. The flame would not cause any harm to Yan Lingji, but burned the remaining clothes on her body little by little.

It's just that this time the burning speed is very slow, and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

"That's what it's really like to be passionate about."

"Enjoy the burning sensation, my dear husband."

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