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se sorcery repeatedly to torture the body and fill it with resentment. If the soul hasn't dissipated, then even better.”I couldn't help but ask, "Why is it better""As long as the soul is present, evil...Green Crane

Didn't he say it was forbidden to ask about women Last time, he joked about having many women, and his icy anger gave me chills.

I also said I wouldn't ask anymore, although I mind it deep down, there are some things you just have to learn to pretend not to notice.

He is an extraordinary person, and you cannot fathom his thoughts with an ordinary mindset.

My brain isn't great, and my emotional intelligence is low. I don't know how to handle this bittersweet feeling inside.

Besides, he also said that he hasn't had a woman in thousands of years. Can I believe him Is that even possible

"I wouldn't ask...Asking would just get me yelled at." I put on a nonchalant act.

Jiang Qiyun chuckled lightly: "Have you really learned your lesson You're starting to act like the mistress of the house."

I... I'm not protesting, you just take it as my tacit consent!

How could he do this!

Suddenly, I remembered that day when Bai Wu Chang suddenly appeared in my room to deliver Jiang Qi Yun's name seal. He had said, "If not you, then who The Emperor doesn't have any other concubines."

That is to say, he could have many concubines, but he never formally took any in.

What does "a little bit like a mistress" mean Are you asking me to agree to him taking a concubine!

Qingluan risked her life for him just because of one order, she must have loved him dearly. Perhaps she was also his serving girl before. Shen Qingrui also said that the Emperor valued Qingluan very much.

Qingluan was sent to be reincarnated, going to the battlefield at sixteen and her soul has remained lonely for over twenty years. She sacrificed so much, so loyally, and now that she's broken the den of ten thousand ghosts filled with evil spirits, isn't Jiang Qiyun going to give her some special "treatment"

If he were to take a concubine…

Perhaps my expression was too expressive, Jiang Qiyun stared at me with a deep gaze: “What are you thinking”

"... I think my brother said..."

Little Qiao, if you had some skills, you should have been riding him neck and neck long ago! To be bullied like this, it's really embarrassing! You were made crippled again, weren't you Do you need your brother to carry you...

What did you say

"Let me ride on your neck, or you'll get a terrible beating."

"... If you had listened, how could I have gotten angry You just made me so mad." He let out a cold snort and wrapped his outer robe around me, lifting me up.

He walked along the banks of Huangquan River towards the mountains, and I grabbed his collar and said earnestly, "Qingluan looks smaller than me. Is she very powerful"

"Little She's at least a few hundred years older than you. You see her after she reincarnated."

She is very loyal to you and still thinking of saving me.

"Hmm."

"When will she return to the underworld"

"Not coming back... What are you trying to say" He glared at me impatiently.

I summoned my courage and said earnestly, "I want to say, if you're going to take her as a concubine—"

Jiang Qiyun looked at me with cold eyes and lowered his gaze, waiting for the second half of my sentence.

“...I'm going to jump back into the well! There's no room for divorce!”

"Hmph…" Jiang Qiyun chuckled softly, her eyes holding a tenderness I'd never seen before.

His usually cold lips curved into a dazzling, almost hypnotic smile.

"Mu Xia Qiao, whether or not I take you as a concubine is up to you."

But whether you reincarnate or not, it's my decision... Do you think I gave you the immortality blood curse for nothing

“I want you to be immortal, your soul undying. As long as I exist, you can jump a hundred times into the reincarnation well, reborn a hundred times. Your divine essence and appearance will remain unchanged, you cannot escape my palm.”

The hint of triumph in his voice left me speechless. Didn't Bai Wu Chang say that reincarnation would end this relationship

I thought that whole blood curse was going to save me, turns out it's a contract to sell myself and die!!

"Then, then I won't be able to divorce!" I was furious. Did you ask me about this contract! You just drew it up on your own!

"...You're thinking about divorce before even putting your hair up" he sneered.

An arranged marriage between two people who are already dead Our previous white wedding was a blood oath, so now we're going to complete this ghost marriage

"I don't want this curse!" I frowned. "Why make me remember something I don't want to If you had another woman, would I be bound too That's not fair."

"How many times have I told you not to speak about other people." He frowned displeasure: "A wife like you, who doesn't know any better, is more than enough."

“Then you can’t tie me up! What kind of curse is this and how do I remove it!”

I've been passive enough! Isn't this spell supposed to make me grovel in the dust Isn't it even possible to divorce for peace of mind

“If I’m ever gone, the curse will naturally disappear.” He said calmly.

"Even gods live forever, don't they" I looked up at his profile.

"It's nothing strange for things to be born and die. Heaven and Earth, the Sun and Moon all have lifespans. How much more so a tiny deity It might seem like an endless age to mortals, but it's just a little longer in time."

His voice was icy and sharp, his tone flat and cold, as if he were recounting something utterly unrelated to him.

Upon hearing this, a pang of bittersweetness washed over me.

How can I, so weak and so stubborn, bear to lose him

A melodious string tune drifted into my ear, accompanied by the gentle sway of clouds and flowers. I turned my head to gaze upon the boundless, towering mountain range.

The Underworld, the Hall of Forgotten, the Bridge of Sorrow, the River Styx, the Six Bridges and Twelve Corridors, the Palace of the King of Hell, the Heavenly Palace of Six Heavens, the Twenty-Four Hells...

It turns out that the fantasies of mortals are not entirely illusions.

“This is Luofeng Mountain, and there are several mountain ranges governed by the Five Ghost Emperors, very far away. The Yinjing Heavenly Palace is just behind the mountains…” He put me down.

I looked around at my surroundings. Actually, the underworld wasn't as terrifying as I imagined. The place where good and evil were rewarded and punished was indeed frightening.

There are also shimmering Yellow Springs, fiery and alluringly beautiful彼岸花, and boundless horizons the color of crimson dusk. The mountains are lush and vibrant, with pavilions, towers, and halls towering high, amidst an atmosphere of yin qi lies a hint of ethereal charm.

"Welcome, Your Majesty." Twelve maidservants bearing fragrant flower parasols drifted over from the Six-tiered Bridge.

They lowered their eyes, too afraid to look up.

Jiang Qiyun reached out and poked my forehead, saying with a smirk, "Look, these are all my maidservants."

He seems to be saying that on purpose, wanting to see me get jealous, huh

I really want to act like I don't care, but my acting skills...are terrible.

I have never been in love and haven't experienced the bittersweet taste of relationships. I thought marriage should be equal, loving, supportive, and trusting. How could I know there would be so much inequality

You can't ask, you can't say, you can't cry, or you'll be scolded. You can't get a divorce yet!

He leaned in close to my ear, his voice a low chuckle, "Just a joke... Look at you, your face is flushed. How can you be so easily embarrassed Show me some dignity as the mistress of this house."

What kind of wife should I have! Should she be like you, with arms full of men Hmph!

I glared at him fiercely, and he smiled and said, "Hurry up and get ready. You can't go to the Yijing Tian Palace looking like this."

Those maids immediately placed the fragrant flower umbrella beside the viewing pavilion, opening its canopy and allowing the light gauze curtains to drape down, covering the pavilion.

This… what are we doing… I nervously looked at Jiang Qiyun.

He gently pushed me and said softly, "Go."eful, Jiang Qiyun hummed softly and pulled me into his arms."You're becoming increasingly disobedient, Mu Xia Qiao," he growled, roughly tormenting my lips.Okay, okay, just as long as he spares us and...