After being forced to marry a natural enemy

Qing Yuan replied: "The way of heaven shows, I don't know where these words come from."

Zheng Zijing clenched her fists slightly, and said: "So it is said that Si Ming, the ghost king, and the national teacher of the human world killed and abused tens of millions of lives for something that may not happen at all."

"Zijing, the Mozun is about to leave, the situation is critical, and we should be consistent with the outside world now. Don't be confused." Qing Yuan said sharply, and left the vineyard first.

Zheng Zijing stood there and couldn't move for a while. Her father may not have participated in the matter of seizing the demon pill, but he was an accomplice in this matter after all.If this matter is kept from Wen Shu and Leng Qian, it will be unfair to them; and if this matter is told to Wen Shu and Leng Qian, it will be disrespectful to his father.

The previous marriage between himself and Shen Guiyi had made his father furious. He had been unfilial enough and finally returned to his father's side, but his father's choices were always contrary to his own.

Zheng Zijing stood alone in the vineyard, under the light of the silver moon, the moonlight flowed in his hair, like a silver-white elf.His mind was in a mess, the winter wind was still whizzing past his ears sharply, the coolness penetrated his skin, but inexplicably soothed his trembling heartstrings.

Suddenly, a heavy cloak fell from his body, and he threw himself into his arms with warmth.Zheng Zijing looked back and saw that Wen Shu had put his Hulan cape on her body, the man didn't speak, but tied the cape tightly.

Zheng Zijing smiled lightly, "Why are you here?"

"I went to look for you just now, but I didn't see you in the room, so I came here." Wen Shu said.

The two walked one after the other, Zheng Zijing asked him, "Why are you looking for me?"

"When I was in Bairong Mountain, Qianmu was very good at making wine made from flowers. I remember she made a kind of wine made from grapes. I think you like grapes, so you probably like it."

Zheng Zijing stopped, asked him with her eyes, and waited for his next words.

Wen Shu continued: "Yaoming City gathers hundreds of demons from all over the world. I think there will always be something for sale in this city, so I went to look for it, and I did buy it."

"So, you want to have a drink with me?" Zheng Zijing laughed. This person is really cute. He drinks as much as he drinks. He doesn't need so much foreshadowing. Maybe he is afraid of being rejected by himself.

"Yeah." Wen Shu nodded.

"Let's go then." Zheng Zijing still had a smile on her face.

The stars in the sky disappeared and began to flutter and snow fell from the ground. The snow, like reed flowers, fell on Zheng Zijing's eyebrows and hair, making his eyebrows and eyes more gentle.

Wen Shu turned the Chiyue Sword in his hand into an oil-paper umbrella. He held up the umbrella and turned the end of the umbrella towards Zheng Zijing.

"Speaking of which, I was really lucky to see the moonlight and snow at the same time."

Wen Shu paused, but did not answer.

Zheng Zijing watched the pure white snowflakes fall from the umbrella, and he felt that the people around him became gentle, "The dragon was born to be a god, and should leap in the ninth heaven."

He didn't finish the question, if Wen Shu is willing to talk, he will naturally tell him the reason; if he doesn't want to talk, he can also divert the conversation.

"I used to be in the sky, but I was demoted later." Wen Shu's tone was so flat that he didn't seem to be talking about his own affairs, "I don't remember the reason anymore. The heaven probably took part of my memory."

"Then do you want to know about that memory? Maybe you can ask Ye Xinglan for help." Zheng Zijing said.

"Perhaps it is better to forget about the past."

While speaking, the two had already walked to the courtyard.At this time, I saw a little demon coming over with something. The little demon presented the thing. It was a letter of Heli in its hand. Pack it up yourself."

Previously Qing Yuan said that he wanted to read Zheng Zijing and Shen Guiyi's reconciliation book to confirm whether the two were really on the verge of breaking up, but now Qing Yuan sent the little demon back after reading it.

Zheng Zijing put He Lishu away and murmured: "It's better to forget the past."

Wen Shu didn't show any surprise, he just cast a spell to light the fire in the house, "Go in, the snow is getting bigger and bigger."

Zheng Zijing nodded, Wen Shu had already warmed the wine, and the two had a drink facing the snow in the corridor.

"Why did you become attached to him?" Wen Shu raised his head and took a sip before asking.

"2000 years ago, I injured my tail when I experienced a thunderstorm, and he saved me." Zheng Zijing had a wry smile on her face, "We are foxes, and the most important thing is to repay the kindness of dripping water, let alone It's a life-saving grace."

"Then did you marry him to repay your kindness?"

"That's not true. He is indeed good to me. He was always considerate in the beginning and took care of me everywhere."

"Why did you separate?"

"It's as white as snow on a mountain, and as bright as the moon among the clouds... I heard that you have two opinions, so you have to break up with each other." Zheng Zijing's tone was very calm, as if she was really just reciting a poem.

The two of them didn't know what they said, but they chatted so happily that Wen Shu got up to bid farewell to Zheng Zijing and went back to the room until the snow stopped in the middle of the night.

"By the way, the moonlight and snow color tonight are a little bit weaker." Wen Shu's strong and tall figure stopped in front of the corridor, and his whole body was softened by the wine.

"Why?" Zheng Zijing asked him.

"Compared to you."

Wen Shu left without looking back, but his ears were suspiciously stained with crimson, all of which fell into Zheng Zijing's eyes exactly.

He curled up his lips and smiled, this awkwardness of this person was somewhat similar to Shen Guiyi, thinking of this, a little strangeness emerged in his heart.

The charcoal fire in the demon king's palace was flickering, and it was snowing heavily outside. The demon king Siming was leaning on the couch with half-closed eyes. He rubbed his temples with his slender fingers, and told the people standing: "The news came from Lou Shijun that he met the devil. Respect?"

The standing man was dressed in black, his face was blocked by a mask and he couldn't see clearly, "In the human world?"

"It's funny to say, do you know who the reincarnation of the demon king is?" A few winds seeped in from outside the door, and Si Ming pulled his clothes back a little, "It's the adopted son of the elder of the rat clan, and now... it's the cat clan's son." The elder’s son-in-law, ah, no, it should be called his son-in-law.”

On the roof, the white deer turned itself transparent, blending with the snow on the roof.She quietly hid on the roof and did not dare to move, but when the demon king mentioned the demon king and the two clans of cats and mice, she was slightly surprised.

"What does your majesty mean... to capture that black black cat as a threat?" the man in black said.

Si Ming waved his hand, "No, after all, the two of them were married by me, and we have no way of knowing their relationship. What if Mozun didn't fall in love with this kitten demon at all? It's too risky to do."

"Then how do we lure him to come?"

Si Ming sat up from the couch, "Let's take a gamble, go and invite the elder and wife of the Rat Clan... Well, Ye Keqing, the eldest lady of the Rat Clan, also invited here."

"This subordinate understands." The man in black saluted.

Si Ming looked up at him, "It's late at night, Elder Qifeng should also go down to rest."

"Yes." Qifeng turned around and wanted to leave.

The demon king stopped him again, "Elder Qifeng, this game is a dangerous game, if you are not careful, you may be lost forever."

"I know, if my life can be exchanged for the lives of thousands of monsters, it will be considered a worthy death. Don't worry, my king, I will follow you to the death."

Si Ming sighed softly, and said to himself, "Yes, keeping that devil in check is saving tens of millions of lives. It's worth it."

Qifeng didn't answer any more, just walked out.

After a long while, Si Ming stood up from the couch, he raised his head towards the roof and said, "If you haven't come down yet, how long do you plan to lie on my roof?"