Sansheng Sanshi Nai Huisheng

The news that there lived in Taichen Palace a mortal who was very similar to God Zheyan spread all over the world, and when the news reached Qingqiu Baifengjiu's ears, it was already two days later.

Recently, Feng Jiu has been immersed in the joy of marrying the emperor, with the spring breeze in her brows and eyes, she looks more charming and charming.

As soon as Migu heard the news, he hurried into the fox cave, shouting loudly. "Your Highness, Your Highness."

Feng Jiu dressed up very nicely today. As the saying goes, a woman is one who pleases herself, and she dresses herself up carefully to let the emperor find her good.She stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked carefully, with a confident smile on her face, she believed that the emperor would like it.

Migu's voice disrupted her good mood at the moment, she put away her little girl mentality, with a look of impatience.

"Yelling, what happened?"

Migu felt impolite, and bowed his head cautiously.Then he timidly raised his head and stared at her, only to find that she was not angry, so he showed his excitement at the beginning. "There is news from Tiangong that Taichen Palace..."

Feng Jiu was a little excited when she heard Taichen Palace, and interrupted Migu. "Taichen Palace? Did something happen to the emperor?"

Migu knew that Feng Jiu only cared about Emperor Donghua, so he said in a suppressed voice. "It's not Emperor Donghua, it's a mortal who looks exactly like God Zheyan living in Taichen Palace. Why do you think the emperor..."

Migu was still talking to himself endlessly, Feng Jiu's body softened and she sat down in front of the dressing table, the intoxication and confidence on her face were gone, and there was only a strong sense of decadence.Migu was startled, with searching and puzzled eyes.

"Your Highness, are you... all right?"

Migu didn't feel that he said something that shouldn't be said, although he was a little anxious, but he couldn't find the reason.

Feng Jiu laughed bleakly, then burst into tears while laughing.The happiness she thought she could get was like a puff of smoke that couldn't bear the slightest turmoil. As much as she looked forward to her marriage with Emperor Donghua in her heart, she was so disappointed.She hugged her legs and shrank herself up, as if she would not feel grief if she hugged herself tightly.

"Little Highness, why are you crying? Did Migu say something wrong, don't cry." Migu comforted him in a hurry, seeing Feng Jiu crying so heartbroken, he was so anxious that he lost his mind.

Only Fengjiu herself knew the fate between Zheyan and Emperor Donghua. In the past, she had deluded herself into thinking that Zheyan had returned to Chaos, and his fate with Emperor Donghua would be broken.But now just a mere mortal can live in Taichen Palace, she can't deceive herself, even if he just looks exactly the same, his status in Dijun's heart is also extraordinary.

Feng Jiu went to Tiangong, she wanted to see that person with her own eyes.

The place where Feng Jiu saw Yun Sheng was at the gate of Taichen Palace, and beside him was Zhiyue in white.Feng Jiu watched the man approaching steadily, and in a trance, she thought that Zheyan was still there, showing a gentle smile to her.Zhiyue glanced at Feng Jiu with disdain, and turned his head proudly.Yun Sheng was at a loss, but Feng Jiu looked at her very strangely.

Fengjiu looked at Zhiyue. "I have something to say to him."

The unknown drove her away, and Zhiyue felt no pain in his heart, but because she was now Qingqiu's mistress, her lips moved, and finally compromised her.

Seeing Zhiyue leave, Feng Jiu fixed her eyes on this mortal.

"who are you?"

This was the first time someone in the entire Tiangong asked him so.She didn't regard him as a God of Zheyan, and no one else saw him with the horror and admiration, but only slight rejection and pain.

Yun Sheng focused. "Yunsheng."

Feng Jiu silently said the name twice, with a sad expression. "What is your relationship with the emperor?"

Yun Sheng choked for a moment, and a blush quickly appeared on his face.After all, he was embarrassed to confess his relationship with Donghua, but Feng Jiu saw some clues from his expression, and she shed tears silently in grief.

A woman's tears are always heartbreaking. Yun Sheng doesn't know why she is crying, but she knows she is helpless.

"you……"

Feng Jiu suddenly laughed, looking very sad. "Do you love Dijun?"

Yun Sheng stared at her blankly, not knowing what to say.

Feng Jiu restrained her emotions and said again. "Beside the Sansheng Stone 200 years ago, I cut off my own tail for the emperor. I only wish to leave his name on the Sansheng Stone, hoping to be with him for a long time. The emperor proposed marriage to Qingqiu three months ago, and one month later. It's my wedding with him." Feng Jiu smiled gracefully with tears in her eyes, Yun Sheng's heart was shaken by the impact of the word wedding, and her body was shaking a little.

He shook his head unwilling to believe it, and Feng Jiu was also in tears.He retreated to Taichen Palace, and ran back in a panic.Feng Jiu looked at his back and finally burst into tears.

Taichen Palace, the place she has been looking forward to for hundreds of years, and this mortal can live in it without any effort, and live in the emperor's palace of floating fans.Fengjiu felt that her heart was broken, she cried and she didn't know what is pain and what is love.

Donghua is getting married.Yun Sheng was still unwilling to believe this matter, he forced himself to comfort himself, that woman must be in love with Donghua to compose such a lie.

It's just that two days later, there were many busy Xian'e in the palace, and the outside of the palace wall was covered with red silk, each piece was bright and dazzling.

Looking at them, Yun Sheng couldn't help asking. "What are you doing?"

That Xian'e bowed her knees to Yun Sheng and said. "Next month is the wedding date of the emperor and Qingqiu's female monarch Bai Fengjiu. Tianjun specially ordered to prepare well."

Yun Sheng felt that his heart was broken, and he was knocked out of his wits by the immortal energy of the Heavenly Palace.He didn't know what to do, he thought he was sad enough, but his eyes were so uncomfortable that he couldn't cry.He looked up and saw the woman in red, who was about to become Donghua's wife, but there was no joy in her eyes.Feng Jiu was also looking at him, the two of them were like a pair of well-matched poor people, wanting to cry helplessly.

Yun Sheng flinched, in this heavenly palace that he couldn't reach, he was always out of place, he was not a God of Zheyan, he couldn't be worshiped by gods, he was just a mortal, even Donghua's love was a luxury.He remembered the days when he was in the mortal world. He had relatives, friends, and Donghua.But here he has nothing, he doesn't want to continue to love Donghua, guarding that helplessness.

"Are you a god, can you take me home?" He wanted to leave this cold heaven.

With flat eyes, Feng Jiu stared at him for a long time.Yun Sheng smiled softly. "I'm homesick."

There are no relatives around, no one to cry when wronged.At this moment, Yun Sheng misses his relatives especially, his parents and elder brother.

Then Feng Jiu's words made his heart sink to the bottom.She said: You know one day in the sky and one year in the mortal world.

The lifespan of a mortal is only a few tens of years, but he has been in the Heavenly Palace for nearly two months.