The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Yuqing blushed and ran away, looking back every few steps.

Chu Ji said.

"You really don't want to? Then I'll force you."

He put his arms around her slender waist and fell into the dense bush around her.

Covered by flowers, leaves and green grass, they faced each other naked and completed their first union and fusion.

Low moans and heavy breathing continued to be heard.

The painting style changed to the scene of the Western Capital Palace.

"Chu Ji, the witch doctor said I'm pregnant."

Yuqing stroked her slightly bulging belly and reported this great news to him.

"Really? We have a child of our own?"

Chu Ji was so happy that he was dizzy. He picked up Yu Qing and spun her around three times.

"Great!"

During the ten months of Yuqing's pregnancy, Chu Ji would take out most of his time to be with Yuqing no matter how busy he was with government affairs.

When she smiles, he is happy; when she worries, he is sad.

She said she wanted to see a mirage, so he read all the ancient books and practiced to create one for her; she said she wanted to go to the ends of the earth, so he gave up all the civil and military officials in the court and took her to travel all over the world.

She said she wanted to eat yam cake with date paste, so he stayed up all night for several days. Even though his eyes were red and he was exhausted both physically and mentally, he still insisted on making soup for her.

"Chu Ji, let's get married?"

The day Yuqing agreed to his request, Chu Ji's eyes were filled with tears of gratitude.

As if he couldn't believe that everything he saw was real, he choked with sobs and just kept nodding his head.

"well!"

He arranged a ten-mile long red wedding for her, a sixteen-man sedan chair, a phoenix crown and a red bridal robe, and a blessed couple.

The whole country of the Western Capital celebrated for nine days.

Unexpectedly, the day before the wedding, she drew her sword and committed suicide, dying in front of him.

He hugged Yuqing's beautiful and ill-fated body, crying bitterly, his tears soaking his clothes.

He mourned for her, wailed for her, and spent three months guarding her tomb, year after year.

……

This memory is so clear that it is as if I were in his shoes and could feel Chu Ji's endless love for Yu Qing at all times.

When he was excited, he stumbled for no apparent reason and fell to the ground.

She was moved by the memory, and the tears in her eyes fell down.

She stretched out her slender fingertips towards the dead Chu Ji, but the moment she touched his body, she watched his corpse turn into a wisp of soft green smoke and dissipate.

"what--!"

This feeling was too painful and uncomfortable, as if she had personally killed the man who loved her most in the world. Shi Rong immediately let out a desolate scream.

It was an unprecedented heart-wrenching feeling.

"What happened to Rong'er? Why did she suddenly become like this?"

Huo Jiuzhou and Shi Yang, who were outside the country, became so angry that they wanted to rush in the moment they saw Shi Rong crying.

However, after many attempts, he still failed, and could only direct his anxiety towards Xie Yixiu, who had a frown on his face.

"She was influenced by Yuqing's memories. I used the 'Thought-Traveling Technique' on Shi Rong's collar to draw out past images from Yuqing's cenotaph. My goal was to help her understand the Five Demons' personalities more thoroughly and lend her a helping hand."

"Right now, she killed Chu Ji with her own hands. Yu Qing's spirit is still alive in heaven. Perhaps she sensed everything and mourned Chu Ji through her memories. Unexpectedly, this indirectly affected Shi Rong..."

"Tell me the solution!"

When Huo Jiuzhou was upset, his patience was almost zero. He couldn't bear to see a woman cry, especially when the woman was not by his side, which was more painful than death for him.

Xie Yixiu was startled by Huo Jiuzhou's manic voice and hurried to comfort him.

"Don't worry, Bo Fan is here. He will take good care of Shi Rong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Fan on the other end of the phone, after hearing Shi Rong's grief-stricken cry, spoke to comfort her.

"Fairy! Don't be affected by Yuqing's memories. You must calm yourself down first. Listen to me, take a deep breath, and think about something else."

"Think about your grandmother, think about your brother! Think about Mr. Huo and the others, otherwise you will be trapped in this and unable to get out. You are a living person in the real world, not Yuqing's ghost!"

After Bo Fan's righteous lecture, Shi Rong successfully came back to her senses. She shook her not-so-clear head vigorously twice.

He took three deep breaths in succession, and when he calmed down a little, he just stood up with the help of the couch beside him, and the whole palace was shaken violently.

"Fairy, run! Chu Ji is dead. Without the support of his magic, the mirror space will collapse bit by bit. Find a way out first. San Yueli and I will meet you outside the palace gate. Hurry!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Rong was the first to steady his body, react quickly, and then sprinted quickly, stepped on the window sill of the bedroom, and rushed out.

He took the opportunity to throw the eagle claw wire rope on his left wrist, hooked it on the upturned eaves of the palace, and landed safely.

Looking back, Shi Rong took a look at this quaint and magnificent building. It has 5 floors, and each floor is more majestic and majestic than ordinary buildings.

The whole building is elegant and simple, and it is built with rammed earth and huge stones to create a majestic and magnificent style. The style cannot be said to be magnificent, but it complements each other.

At this moment, it is shaking violently and uncontrollably, cracking and peeling off into pieces. Within three minutes, it will be shattered and disappear into thin air.

Shi Rong couldn't bear to watch any longer, so she turned around and walked away leisurely along the stone steps, facing the royal flags flying on both sides.

The memories in his mind continued, but this time, Shi Rong was a bystander, watching Chu Ji's life of crazy love.

If you are destined to never fulfill your dream in this life, you can perhaps pray for it in the next life.

As they stepped out of the main gate of the palace, Sanyueli happened to arrive in time with Miao Man, Bo Fan and Bian Fei.

"Sister Fairy, come up quickly, we are going back!"

Bian Fei used her expertise in controlling objects to drag Shi Rong onto the giant rhinoceros and onto the black iron armor it was wearing before Sanyue opened its mouth to grab her.

"Ow—!"

Sanyueli was in tune with his master and seemed to understand that Chuji was dead. He wailed to the sky for him and said goodbye, then ran in the opposite direction carrying Shirong.

Passing by the once bustling market street, I saw that only stalls connected to each other were left, but there was no one in sight.

Shi Rong couldn't help but hesitate.

"Where are those people? Why are they all gone?"

Bo Fan explained.

"Because they are all virtual illusions created by Chu Ji. When he dies, these people will be the first to disappear with his demise. After all, they are people who no longer existed 2000 years ago."

It turned out to be the case.

Shi Rong nodded silently, wiped away the tears that had not yet dried on his face with his sleeve, and his melancholy eyes fell on San Yueli again.

"Then why is it still there?"

Bo Fan smiled, raised his hand, passed by Bian Fei in front of him, and patted Shi Rong's delicate shoulder.

"Because it is an ancient spiritual intuition, its lifespan can be extended infinitely. If there is anything real in Chu Ji's mirror space, apart from his love for Yu Qing, it is San Yueli."

Shi Rong seemed to suddenly think of something and touched the back of Sanyueli's big head with his little hand.

"Is this the reason why it was able to break free from the seal and break out of the mirror?"