Listening to the Phoenix

After reading it, Feng Que said: "What is the purpose of that person giving me this task?"

Liu Rong didn't say a word, but she was also secretly displeased that Pang Jiang handed over such a troublesome task to Feng Queci.For this mission, maybe a single misfortune will offend Xianqin Xianjun!

"But it's quite interesting." Feng Que said with a sudden smile.

Lingyinzui handed the jade slip back to Liu Rong, looked at Feng Queci, "I still need a medicine, and it happens to be in that young lady's tomb."

The young lady finally married into the emperor's family, became a queen, and was buried in the imperial mausoleum.Coincidentally, there was a flower among her funeral objects.

A flower full of unwillingness, bathed in blood, grown from a struggling soul.

"We will go back to Jiuchu soon, do you want to go back with us?" Feng Que asked.

Now his lifespan is only fifty years left.The original appearance of 27 or [-] years old has also added a bit of aging.

"..." Liu Rong was silent, "...Okay."

In the imperial mausoleum, Ling Yinzui leaned over and plucked that pure white and bright red flower.

The pure white petals are soft and clean, just like the color of the bright moon, and they are dotted with bright red, just like a mouthful of blood splashed on it.

Feng Queci stood aside, shattered the coffin with one palm, and then smiled with great interest.

"Fun, interesting."

Putting away the flower, Lingyinzui looked at the bones in the coffin covered by a faint light, and an unknown color flashed in his eyes.

"This white bone is clearly a man's bone."

Although the skeleton is much thinner than that of ordinary men, it is also much larger than that of ordinary women.

This height alone makes it impossible for ordinary women to compare.

And the mask, it seems, is to guard against his actions.

"Back in time."

One of them was wearing a red wedding gown, a phoenix crown and a xiapei, sitting in a splendid palace of gold and jade, with picturesque eyebrows, bright red lips, and sparkling eyes.

But no matter how beautiful it is, Feng Que Ci and Ling Yin Zui can still tell at a glance that the person wearing the woman's wedding dress is clearly a man!

The palace door was pushed open, and the emperor in the bright yellow dragon robe walked in, making Feng Que Ci and Ling Yin Zui slightly puzzled.

The emperor's face turned out to be blurry.

"I'm a man." The man in the red wedding dress said.

As if drunk, the emperor suppressed the man and pulled down the gauze curtain.

Startled, the man didn't struggle, and obediently let the emperor press him on the bed, and even shot out the candle.

The next day, the emperor got up and saw the sleeping man next to him at a glance.Without saying much, the emperor left the palace.

After the emperor left, the man quietly opened his eyes, propped up his limp body, and stood up with confusion flowing between his brows and eyes.The maid who entered the palace saw the mess on his body and her eyes were red.Feeling the exhaustion of his body, the man suddenly smiled.

Time passed quietly, and the man stayed in the palace all day long, playing the piano, painting, practicing calligraphy, or marking papers, but he never left this noble and lonely palace like a cage.

The emperor would come to stay overnight every two or three days, and every time it was the same quiet.The man was even more quiet, making one almost wonder if he could not speak.

Wearing a phoenix suit, the man sat on a high seat. After putting on make-up on his face, which was slightly more feminine than ordinary men, none of the concubines could tell that this "mother of a country" was a man.On this day, he sat on the high seat as usual, watching the farce below without moving.

There is a concubine who is pregnant.

On this day, the emperor came to sleep.

The man said a second before the emperor pressed him on the bed, "Concubine Min is pregnant."

The emperor made a move.

The man raised his mouth, "So, Your Majesty, why bother to waste so much effort on me... It's just that I'm young and ignorant..."

Seeing that the emperor didn't respond, the man went on to say: "I remember you killed Zhao Shengge, are you so ruthless? Anyway, Zhao Shengge is your old love──hmm!"

The rest of the words were blocked in his mouth. The man struggled for the first time, but he was still firmly restrained and could not break free.The fierce struggle seemed to have offended the emperor, and the movements were not gentle.Looking at this scene, Feng Que Ci made a rare sound, and Ting Yin Zui also adjusted the time.

With loose hair, the man lay wearily on the bed, and was forced to stuff an emerald fruit that was about to drop.

Three months later, the "good news" came and caused a sensation in the ruling and opposition parties.

"That...would be extremely harmful to the body of the conceived person. Hasn't the cultivation world already destroyed it?"

The trajectory of the heavenly path flashed by, and Lingyin said drunkly: "Yes."

Feng Queci glanced at the man pityingly, "It's pathetic."

Fertility fruit changes the man's physique in a short period of time to conceive and give birth to children, but it is impossible for the man himself to conceive and give birth to children.Once the birth fruit is taken, the child will be nourished with the blood of the person who took it.

Almost equivalent to exchanging lives for lives.

Sure enough, after giving birth to the child, the man lingered on the sick bed all day, his face was completely pale when he was fine, and he was so weak that it was difficult for him to even stand up.

The emperor would come every day, but the man always regarded him as nothing.

One day, the man suddenly asked, "Have the orchids bloomed?"

"Open, open!" The maid cried with joy, "Master, do you want to take a look?"

The man nodded slightly.

The maid came back with the orchid, and the man went straight to the black orchid.

At this moment, there was a commotion.

Feng Que Ci and Ling Yin Zui watched how the concubines framed the man for having an affair with others, saying that the child was not the son of the emperor.The man kept smiling shallowly, looking at the emperor, "Your Majesty, do you believe it?"

The gentle and elegant man was dragged out by the guards, the emperor said: "I don't believe you have an affair with Hua Deng." He hugged the child, "But I want to know, is this child really my child?"

As soon as the words came out, the man's lips opened and closed, and finally he was powerless, "Do you think I am with..."

"I don't want to help Zhao Shengge raise her child," said the emperor.

The man was out of breath, and finally leaned over the bed and coughed wildly.While coughing, he sneered and said, "Hello, you are very good!"

In the end, a large amount of blood gushed out from his lips quickly.Mo Lan fell from his fingers.

No more sound.

The screen paused, Feng Que looked sideways at Ling Yinzui, "A Ling, what's wrong?"

Listening drunk and said: "The next one is not good."

not good?

Ling Yinzui didn't want to say more, and turned to another topic, "I already know the reason."

"What is it?" Feng Que asked cooperatively.

Nian Wuqin was born weak, and his father invited a Taoist to see him.This Taoist also has a little bit of Taoism, and he saw something wrong.Thus, the eldest son who thought about his family became the eldest young lady.

When Nian Wuqin was 15 years old, he met Youqin Fou, and then he fell into trouble step by step.

You Qinfen also fell in love with him, but thought he liked Zhao Shengge.

It's ridiculous and unbearable, Youqin Fou was plotted against and had a relationship with Zhao Shengge.Nian Wuqin thought that Youqinxiang admired Zhao Shengge, and Huadeng, who admired Zhao Shengge, thought that Youqinxiang liked Zhao Shengge, so he forced Zhao Shengge.In anger, Hua Deng's father found out everything, and proposed marriage to Nian Wuqin's father.

Father Nian was worrying about the future without the piano, so he responded in a hurry.When Zhao Shengge found out, he laughed wildly, and sent the embroidery from the other side of the underworld to Nian Wuqin, and then severed ties with Zhao's father and left for another country.

Nian Wuqin took the opportunity to draw out the love between Hua Deng and Zhao Shengge, and said straightforward words to her father without turning back.

After retiring the engagement, an imperial edict descended from the sky.

When Nian Wuqin put on the phoenix crown and Xiapei, the unspeakable humiliation turned into bitterness in the end.

Turning around, Nian Wuqin realizes that Youqin Fou is actually the current Holy Master.Giving up the struggle, Nian Wuqin obeyed her heart and let Youqin do whatever she wanted.

When the news of Concubine Min's pregnancy leaked out, Nian Wuqin also received the news that Zhao Shengge was forced to become a concubine, unbearably humiliated and jumped into the lake to die in a fiery red wedding dress.

Annoyed, he questioned the emperor, not choosing what to say, in exchange for the first rough treatment.

After more than a year, Nian Wuqin was disheartened in the face of Youqin's ruthlessness and Huadeng who was in a state of embarrassment but had venomous eyes.

Coughing blood, he closed his eyes peacefully.

A seed bathed in blood.

You Qin Fou, if I had known this, I would definitely stay far away from you.

After the burial, the flowers bloomed suddenly.

Born by blood, this flower is called Jujue.

Until Hua Deng opened his eyes again when he died in love, his palace attire turned into a complicated Taoist robe of the blue color of heaven and water, "Nian Wuqin"...or it is the Immortal Qinqin, with a flat expression, and his eyes are misty, as if hiding Endless grief.

Nian Wuqin had many helplessness and entanglements, so she obeyed Youqin's compulsion.But Immortal Qinqin, everyone in the comprehension world has heard of his reputation, and everyone feels that if someone forces him, he will end up with a little spiritual power now.

After waking up again, the slightly cowardly Nian Wuqin was dead, and only the high-ranking Immortal Nianqin who had already seen through the world and was about to ascend to immortality remained.

Out of his body, he came to Huage Lake and casually set up a stone tablet. He looked at the lake, "...wraith?"

"Well, it's just a child."

When Zhao Shengge jumped into the lake, she was pregnant with a child.

"He said that right is right and wrong is wrong." Xianjun Ziqin murmured, "I said he is too paranoid, and it is too easy to go astray."

A white light flashed in his hand, and the figure of Xiaoqin faded away, and the corpse placed in the imperial tomb turned into bones.

After listening to Feng Que's speech, "...Zi Qin and He Yi have a good relationship."

I was slightly surprised when I heard the sound.

"Among He Yi's best friends, there is Qinqin."

If so, of the six souls of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love and desire, which soul is the Qin?

Not anger, not fear... nor desire.

"Let's solve it." Lingyinzui turned around, curled up her fingers, caught a ray of spiritual light, and put it away carefully.

"Ah."

After dealing with this matter, Pang Jiang recorded it with a smile, and gave the remaining 49 tasks to Feng Queci in one go.

It took almost a year for Feng Que Ci to solve it, and by the way, he dragged Lingyin Zui away from most of the world.

After handing in the task, Feng Queci and Lingyin came to a snowy land drunk.

Frost and snow brushed over Lingyin's drunk cheeks, purple light shone slightly, and the young man in purple was stepping barefoot in the snow.

The red clothes surged in the icy white, piercing the monotony of the snowy area, like a flame igniting the entire snowy area.

Just like in previous years, the bright red forcefully crashed into the indifferent heart of Lingyinzui, and it took a long time to burn away the coldness in Lingyinzui's heart.

The red clothes are entangled with the purple clothes, the black hair is intertwined with the snow hair, and the snow is falling heavily in the sky.