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In his memory, there was a slim and warm hand gently stroking his head while he slept soundly. The owner of the voice called out repeatedly, Little He … Little He. You lazy cat.

The sun was warm and warm, and he refused to wake up from his nap even after letting his master shove him a few times and acting coquettishly in his drowsiness. From the sun-heated windowsill, he was carried cherished to the cool rattan chair — perhaps because the afternoon was just right, or perhaps because it seemed too good compared to what happened afterwards. This scene had been repeatedly reminisced over and over throughout his thousands of years of life. Time and time again, bitter and sweet, until he began to wonder: Was he then? Did that gentle and beautiful person ever exist? She definitely loved him … At that time.

In that 'time', where one would want to return countless times, there was a happiness that one would never be able to obtain again in their entire life.

That kind of happiness... Is it real?

With a pitiful, begging, self-deceiving perseverance and pain that went down to the bone, she was suffering the bitter days of losing her. He did not dare to die, because the target of his revenge would come from a thousand years from now. He did not dare to grow old, because he had to personally take care of his opponent's life — the only blood sworn believer who could bring out his soul from the blood of one of the eight thousand disciples of the Golden Lion Fox Demon Sect, the King of Demons, who had gone through countless trials and tribulations. He had dedicated his fearless loyalty and hatred to the Demon King, and obtained the secrets to longevity and the power to transform a thousand skins.

Sound... Falling...

Xiao He had a dream of the past again, his mouth was mumbling something indistinctly. As if it wasn't a good dream, the person in deep sleep formed a fist, with furrowed brows. His face was also covered in sweat, and his voice sounded … Sound Down You... Don't go... Where are you going... Sound Down...

Don't leave me... Sound Down... Don't leave me...

The white robe lying on the side beside him moved. After a short while, a slender and muscular arm reached over and impatiently patted his face. "Hey!" Xiao Zhihe!

The man's voice was low and stern, carrying an imposing aura, even though he was not angry, Xiao Zhihe, what are you doing?! Wake This King up!

Xiao He immediately woke up, he suddenly turned and sat up, his first reaction was to rush to the bronze mirror beside the bed, he was panicking, my face! What happened to my face? When he saw that the face in the mirror was still that of a delicate and pretty female, he let out a sigh of relief. Luckily …

What's good?

Xiao He had awoken by more than half. Right now, he had transformed into Consort Xiao Xiao Zhihe, who was exactly the same as the Empress Cha! I can't let him get away with this... The woman raised her long hair and fell towards Emperor Xun's chest with her eyes closed. She laughed softly and said, "I'm fine, Your Majesty." Chenqie … It was just a nightmare.

Raising his head with an expression that was on the verge of tears, his Majesty … Can you hear Chenqie blabbering in her dreams?

Emperor Xun held her shoulders, and lowered his head, intentionally or unintentionally glancing at the frail woman, as he coldly snorted, "I don't know."

This King is not interested in sleep talk.

Only then did Xiao He relax. Just as he was about to put on a fake smile and start his new day of fun, a low voice came from above his head: Emperor Xun has spoken first, this king is asking you, the other day when you were wearing a blue butterfly white skirt to tease this king … Where did this' question 'come from?

Or, how did you know that the Empress Cha addressed this king as "Xun Lang"? The man rubbed her tired forehead and tightly embraced the woman in her embrace.

That call had not been heard since fifteen years ago. She was wearing a white dress, had blue butterflies, and had deer eyes … Tears fell down the cheeks of the woman who tottered forward, the familiar face and familiar title. It made Emperor Xun's heart palpitate in pain and trepidation for a moment, as if he had forgotten about the dignity of an emperor and was about to cry.

The woman remained calm as she sat up in Emperor Xun's embrace. Turning around, her bright eyes met Emperor Xun's face, and she laughed. It looks like His Majesty really likes this name. Emperor Xun frowned, she raised her hand to pinch the girl's small chin, and berated her harshly. Remember, that is the privilege of Empress Cha, I do not allow you to exceed it in the future!

Yes, yes, yes. Chenqie knows her wrongs. Xiao He's face had a carefree smile, but in his heart, he affectionately greeted the ancestors of the Emperor Xun eight hundred times. He took out a yellow painting and handed it over to Emperor Xun from the golden box placed on the bedside table. His tone was calm as he said, "Then, this concubine will return the things belonging to His Majesty to His Majesty."

The girl in the painting was still smiling as brightly as ever, with a dancing blue butterfly embroidered on the corner of her white dress. The background of the blue butterfly had fallen in splendor, and the flowers were flying all over the sky.

The man who looked at the painting was as if he was deaf, mute, blind, and unmoving, as if he had lost his soul. His face was very delicate, his eyebrows were gentle, the corners of his lips were pursed together, and his expression always carried sharpness and resistance. However, every time he moved his hands, it would often make Xiao He have a misconception that the man in front of him was not a prehistoric emperor, but a boy who was injured but refused to speak. The arrogance and alienation of the Emperor Xun, carried along with it a youthful aura that did not conform to his age and identity. He, who quietly looked at the portrait of the Empress Cha, was as thin as a piece of paper, afraid that she would be smashed into smithereens … Inconceivable temperament. Inconceivable people.

Xiao He studied Emperor Xun's reaction, his heart was restless. So that's it, so that's it! He rubbed his hands together and was about to burst out laughing. Unexpectedly, the iron monarch, whose heart was like cold iron, could have dealt the fatal blow to a woman.

'Empress Cha is the biggest weakness of the Emperor Xun.

Your Majesty … It was time to prepare for the morning assembly. On the bed, a warm and graceful body leaned over, resting on the man's broad shoulders. He drew circles to tease the man. Your Majesty, you should go first … Chenqie will arrive shortly... His words landed like a soft kiss on the man's neck. Last night, Your Majesty … This caused chenqie so much pain …

The man allowed the woman to touch his half-naked chest. His face was cold and expressionless as he carefully rolled the painting one week at a time. He pushed away the woman and got up to tidy up his pajamas.

Xiao He was stunned, the Emperor Xun walked downstairs without changing his expression, the Palace Maid on both sides waiting for him immediately lowered their heads and welcomed him, holding onto his yellow robe and belt, they began to help him get dressed. Emperor Xun did not turn his head to look at Xiao He who was kneeling on the bed. He only used a kind of repulsive aura to speak to the air lightly. Before, you would even quarrel with this king, and cause trouble the moment you couldn't even see the person, and caused your Qingling Palace to overturn the sky … Now it seemed as if he had become a completely different person.

Thump.

Xiao He accidentally crushed the handle of the copper mirror in his hand. He pretended not to understand and tilted his head with a smile on his face. Chenqie is chenqie, how could she change? I'm not used to being a new concubine... So they made a big joke, and now they're trying to make up for it … Chenqie wanted to be a competent concubine in the prehistoric era.

Emperor Xun did not reply. He put on his gold boots and stepped forward, then suddenly stopped in front of the door.

Xiao He did not expect the Emperor Xun to call him, so he was not prepared. Emperor Xun laughed. In this palace, everyone told This King that they would be able to become 'competent', but This King never knew the standard of 'competent'. What exactly is' competent '?

Because he was afraid of losing his head, he made himself into a masked mannequin. A thousand people would say that he was obedient in front of this king, did whatever he wanted, and did whatever he wanted secretly. It is said that the palace is like a thin layer of ice and everyone is in danger, but this rule that undermines their true nature was never set by this king.

Emperor Xun waved his wide hands and left. His golden dragon robe was like a golden flag being cast under the bright sun, dazzling in gold. Although this king has never wished for you to be like her, since god gave you a similar appearance to her … Xiao Zhihe, don't easily admit defeat.

This King is still waiting to see how powerful you are.

When the man left, the dumbstruck woman fell back onto the soft blanket with a thump. Her tensed nerves had just relaxed and she immediately became sleepy, thought silently as he rubbed his waist that was almost ripped apart by the Emperor Xun overnight: Could it be that this stuffy jar emperor likes a different kind of seductive bitch?

He possessed the same royal authority as the Emperor Xun, and had done many good deeds that helped the people of the world. All sorts of indications showed that the woman placed the tip of the Emperor Xun's heart, was definitely not a vulgar and vulgar woman.

True temperament? Xiao He laid on the bed with his legs crossed and couldn't help but smile. You said it yourself. Emperor Awakened, just you wait!

Yours Truly's specialty was acting with his true colors. After saying that, he leapt up like a carp and lazily carried the bedside as he shouted down. Zi Ling — Come up here, help me tie my hair and change my clothes!

Here comes the Empress! Zi Ling seemed to be very happy, holding a stack of gauze dresses and sparkling accessories, she ran over and combed her hair while chattering, "Empress, are you still going to see the Emperor today?" Zi Ling helped the Empress dress up beautifully. The Empress must definitely leave the emperor to come back tonight …

Xiao He chewed on the melon seeds while rolling his eyes. Forget it, my body won't be able to take it.

Zi Ling, on the other hand, was smiling very happily. Although the current emperor only had the Empress as his sole concubine, there was no harem competition … But none of us can figure out what the Son of Heaven is thinking! Zi Ling felt that it was best for the Empress to hurry up and bear this kindness and give birth to the dragon son, so as to consolidate her position in the future.

Long Zi?!

Xiao He spat out a mouthful of high grade Imperial Tea, choking and coughing continuously. Zi Ling, no, this is too hasty.

Cold sweat trickled down his face. Although he was a woman on the outside, he was a man of iron in his heart! Before entering the palace, although he had borrowed the convenience to form all sorts of women, they were all there for the sake of survival. He, Xiao He, had never done this before, and he was disgusted to do this, but this time …

Men kissing men, men interacting with men … It was not the person he loved, but was rather the object of extreme hatred.

Time and time again, she flattered him, twisting her waist, and said words of love that revealed her bones. She then began to woo him under other people's bodies …

Under the gaze of the voice, he did such a dirty thing. Again and again.

Yes, the voice must have been clearly heard in the sky.

The woman's face slowly lowered, and the act of peeling the melon seeds came to a halt. Zi Ling thought that the Empress was unhappy and hurriedly combed his hair. With a coy smile, he changed the topic. Don't take it to heart! Ah, right! Tomorrow is the day of Princess Li Suren's and General Zuo Xu's wedding! The Emperor had already instructed for the Empress to attend as well! Does the Empress still remember?

When Xiao He heard the word "wedding", he finally had a hint of a reaction. His eyes moved, it was as if … He seemed to have heard of it …

Zi Ling took this opportunity to replenish her strength. She heard that the wedding ceremony was no small matter! Even though it was set up in the Primordial Profound Ark, all of the guests present were of great origins. All the nobles, princes and princesses would personally come to the scene! The Empress must be spirited, tomorrow Zi Ling will help you dress up, she will definitely let the guests be stupefied!

The woman smiled when she heard that, didn't she? As you said, I am looking forward to tomorrow's wedding. On the surface, he didn't seem to be too emotional, but in his heart, there were raging waves of emotions. Xiao He secretly grabbed onto his trembling hands under his sleeves, until his trembling hands were pinched by his fingernails until they left five bloody marks.

Tomorrow is a good chance. If you leave the palace for the wedding, you will have the chance to eat people's hearts.

One or two. Endless enjoyment. Remains of corpses, limbs, and bodies thrown into the wilderness. No one would be able to find them.

Xiao He knew clearly in his heart that he had only been in a hurry to eat a little Palace Maid's heart when he entered the palace. After that, for some unknown reason, he had been pampered as a concubine, and Emperor Xun had suddenly appeared from time to time. If he didn't eat the human heart, he would turn into dust, not to mention continue maintaining his woman's skin.

Tomorrow was a golden opportunity.

The woman's eyes flashed with a strange dark red color. She looked at the heavily guarded Dragon Pavilion and Phoenix Pavilion, and acted like a crafty and mischievous cat, gently licking her lips, Zi Ling, prepare the food.

I'm hungry.