C23

Xiao Zhihe was drowsy as she had a particularly long dream. In her dream, she stood in a pitch-black box that couldn't even be seen with her hands. She wanted to reach out to feel the exit, but she could only uselessly touch the cold and transparent wall in front of her.

Xiao Zhihe squatted down while hugging her knees, and buried her face between her legs. Her eyes stared blankly at her own body that had blended into the darkness, her thoughts in complete chaos.

She existed vaguely, like a grain of sand in the mortal world. Time flowed away, but it had nothing to do with her.

He didn't want to ask for help, and he also didn't want to struggle.

There definitely wouldn't be anyone here to save him.

Xiao Zhihe! This King orders you to wake up! Suddenly, a pair of cold, bone-piercing hands touched his face with an irresistible force. Xiao Zhihe trembled from the sudden coldness, and her fingers moved slightly as she suddenly opened her eyes.

Her chest was opened wide, revealing a large piece of warm skin. He tightly furrowed his brows, her black eyes were calm and deep. Seeing that Xiao Zhihe had woken up, she was silent for a moment, then propped up her arms and turned around as she sat down with her back facing the woman and spoke in a low voice.

What do you want?

Xiao Zhihe was surprised to find that she was completely naked, wrapped in the luxurious blanket made of Heaven Silk Silkworm's feathers. She subconsciously curled up into a ball and held on tightly to the edge of the quilt. Where, where am I …

Emperor Xun turned around abruptly and grabbed her chin with his hand. His eyes were cold like ice. Isn't your goal to climb onto this dragon bed?

Emperor Xun's eyes were hurt for a moment. He closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. When he opened them again, his piercing phoenix eyes were completely devoid of any desire. It was as if last night's intimate relationship was a fantasy.

He stared at the face in front of him. Even if the other party were to turn into ashes, he would not be mistaken. His face was the same as Cha Chi's as he said coldly, "This king does not know what kind of demonic technique you used."

But This King admits that you have achieved your goal.

Xiao Zhihe hugged her blanket and sat up slowly. Her legs were sore and numb, and her lower abdomen was aching. She remembered everything that happened last night … At this moment, when she heard the cold words from the man, it was as though she had fallen into an ice cave. The coldness quickly crawled up her entire body from the bottom of her feet.

She was trembling slightly, her face was pale, and her lips were trembling. I, I didn't …

Emperor Xun did not look at her. She turned her head and shouted an order at the tightly shut door of the huge palace. Someone come, send her to the Qingling Palace, and pass down the orders of this king.

Emperor Xun stood up and flung his sleeves as he prepared to leave. He didn't even turn back as he indifferently placed down a few words, sending a few boxes of jewelry that had been worshipped the day before their arrival, bestowing the title "Consort Xiao".

Pop!

Emperor Xun's face suffered a solid slap. The crisp applause was hard to guard against, frightened the eunuchs and servants of the imperial harem who were just about to enter to take her concubine back to the palace senseless. With a few kowtows, they all kneeled down, buried their heads in the ground, not daring to make a sound.

Xiao Zhihe wore a simple light colored long skirt, with one hand tightly holding onto the corner of Emperor Xun's pure white robe, her bare little feet slightly trembling in the air.

The woman's beautiful eyes that were as soft as a deer were filled with tears. Ignoring the pain in her lower abdomen, she tried her best to straighten her back, saying each word with a resolute and sullen tone.

Your Majesty, please forgive this servant for not recognizing the good from the bad. I, a lowly servant, am unable to bear the title of concubine in the Great Wastelands Palace.

Emperor Xun had been on the throne for 20 years, and he also didn't expect that there would be a woman who would dare to hit him in this world. Taking advantage of the man's dazed state, Xiao Zhihe lifted up his skirt to quickly escape the chamber.

The delicate woman in white was running all the way through the palace. Her face was pale and her lips were trembling violently. Her bare feet trampled on the rough stone road, making her look extremely miserable. When the surrounding court ladies saw a woman with disheveled hair emerge from the emperor's sleeping quarters, all of them knew what was going on. They looked at her attentively and quietly, doing what was within their duties. No one moved to stop her.

Xiao Zhihe was tired from running, she looked around with tears in her eyes, only to see a deserted pavilion behind the trees, it seemed to have no one to go through, thus she slowed down her footsteps and walked over quietly while wiping her tears.

Holding onto the fragmented cylinder, she powerlessly dropped down to her knees on the icy ground, hugging herself tightly with her arms.

A cool breeze blew up a strand of shiny black hair behind the woman's back. The surrounding trees rustled in the wind. The sun was warm and bright. It slowly tilted and enveloped the woman in a layer of furry light.

pata, pata

Her hair began to fade from its tail, from a dark black to a dark red. Her thin and weak body began to swell up, and her arms and legs became more and more muscular. Her white dress gradually became lighter under the sunlight, and a string of furry black beast skins began to slide out of the parts of her arm where the white light connected.

After a while, a tall, red-haired man, with a black leather cape wrapped around his left shoulder and a pair of long leather boots under his long, long, strong legs, stood up with an ugly expression.

Xiao He knew clearly in his heart that his plan to transform and enter the palace had only succeeded in half, and the matter had already begun to develop in a direction that he could not control.

During a foraging session two months ago, he unintentionally met a first-rate Soul Power User who was injured and fleeing. He didn't spend too much effort to dig out her heart and take away all the soul energy that belonged to her, making his internal energy increase by 90%.

Because what he obtained was too simple, he didn't pay attention to what kind of soul power the other party possessed. However, he never thought that ever since then, every time he transformed into a woman, everything he did would become uncontrollable.

In his mind, there would always be a woman bent over, hugging her knees in the darkness, her face hidden, slapping against the solid wall time and time again in an attempt to break free from the invisible cage, only to be imprisoned by an invisible force … She muttered to herself. She was crazy and demonic, she was moody and unstable, that feeling was too real, too intense. It was as if an independent personality had appeared within her body, and that person had covered her eyes and controlled her from an invisible place … When he came back to his senses and saw that his body had returned to its original form, he would often lose most of the memories he had shared when he had become a girl.

But this time, he did not know when the woman who called herself "Xiao Zhihe" had appeared from within her body.

After she suddenly appeared, what did she run to the Empress Cha's Jade Crown Palace for? What happened with the Emperor Xun afterwards? There was no way to figure it out.

An indescribable sorrow and fear emerged from Xiao He's heart. The unexplainable variable was the fear of a surprise attack, which gripped his throat tightly. He did not expect that after being liberalized for thousands of years, Xiao He had now fallen into a situation where he could no longer remember anything.

What did that damned first grade Soul Power User do to him?

The man rubbed his red hair manically. His heroic eyes met with the dark changes in the sky. He stared thoughtfully at the weeping willow hanging outside the pavilion. Once again, a thousand times, the familiar cold, gentle and lonely female voice arose in his mind.

Little He, look, my Abba healed that dying person again. It's really unbelievable, my Abba is really amazing.

I want to save people for the rest of my life like Abba did.

Little He, don't worry, I'm fine. I'll just apply the medicine to these small wounds.

I don't have any soul power, so it's only natural that they look down on me. Mother said before that I rely on myself to fight for my abilities.

Little He, you are just a cat. You accompany me to stay up all night to study. Come on, guess what the effect of this herb is?

Little He, you fought with other cats again? Look at your wounds, you are not allowed to be naughty in the future.

Do you still feel any pain coming here to change your medicine?

Little He, come, it's time to eat.

Little He, don't cry anymore. I'm going to die.

Little He, I am so happy to have you by my side.

I never felt lonely.

The red-haired man's eyes slowly turned red. He lowered his head and suddenly punched the pillar on the pavilion that was already on the verge of collapse.

For you, I will stay in this palace. No matter what price I have to pay, I will achieve that goal.

You must be watching me somewhere, right? Wait for me, I, Xiao He, will definitely take revenge for you in this life. Take you home.

Xiao He closed her eyes and extended two of his fingers to draw a seal on his chest, quietly restraining his Qi. Suddenly, a white light shot out from his feet, and a hexagonal moon-piercing black totem appeared on the ground, waiting for the light to disappear. His black hair reached the ground, and his delicate eyebrows revealed that Xiao Zhihe, who was still in her loose white dress, had opened her eyes.

Her crystal clear, round, light black eyes flashed with red light for a moment before returning to a calm expression. The woman raised her head and looked at the world outside the pavilion, where all of a sudden, the clouds had changed and a large amount of dark clouds had gathered. The world was shrouded in a dark and cold atmosphere, and the light of the sun had disappeared from the grayish sky.

Xiao He, look, it's going to rain.