Morbid pet

Chapter 18 Immortal in Your Nightmare
When I returned to the Governor's Mansion, I received a new plaque, which said: "Zhao Wang's Mansion" is thin and strong, and it hangs in the original position of the "Governor's Mansion".

Chang Le was so angry that she sent someone to take off the plaque of Prince Zhao's Mansion, intending to smash it for him, but after it was taken down, she didn't have the intention to smash a lifeless plaque, as if to vent her incompetent anger, She waved her hand, got back into the carriage, and said to Dian Cui: "Go to Wuming Mountain, tell the coachman to drive steadily, I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while."

Dian Cuihong focused her eyes and said: "Your Highness, why don't we go back to the platform directly, without taking Duzhu Xie who bullies people like this."

Chang Le made a silence gesture to the servant girl: "Hush, keep your voice down. He is now a prince with a different surname from Daming."

Dian Cui: "The slaves don't understand that His Highness is so young and beautiful, how can the prince treat His Highness like this?"

Chang Le said softly: "Yeah, Xie Zhao is really a bastard who kills thousands of knives, but I don't like him, it's just possessive. I think my things can only belong to me, but you have seen it, thank you." Zhao he belongs to many people, including the empress, the noble concubine, and even the oiran, but he does not belong to me."

Die Shi is in a hurry: "Your Highness! Don't be fooled, my lord, no, the prince is just a barren eunuch, no matter how you look at it, he is not worthy of His Highness."

"Eunuch." Changle looked far away, "Is he really just an eunuch?" She searched for clues from the few memories she had with Xie Zhao. Although Xie Zhao had a physical relationship with her long ago, he never revealed it. Over himself, no matter how hot his desire is in front of Changle, it seems to be imprisoned by an invisible shackle, and it seems that indulgence is restrained and forbearing.

Chang Le shook his head, "Forget it, don't think about it, today is Brother Yu's memorial day, I want to be happier."

Every April [-]th is the anniversary of the loyalty of the Zhou family and Zhou Yu's memorial day. Changle will go to pay homage to him at this time every year. In the end, he couldn't be enshrined as a memorial tablet. Except for Changle, perhaps no one in this world would remember him. It was really miserable.

Once a generation of pride, hey.
The carriage drove for nearly three hours before reaching the top of Wuming Mountain, because Changle was dozing off in the carriage, the mountain road could not be driven fast, otherwise it would bump.

Die Shi patted Chang Le's shoulder lightly, "Your Highness, we're here."

Chang Le actually didn't fall asleep all the way, she was thinking about something, but the more she thought about it, the more outrageous she got, she stood up and nodded, "Let's go."

Wuming Mountain is located in the outskirts of the city, and the scenery on the top of the mountain is very beautiful. Looking around, the snow of Changbai Mountain in the distance is very magnificent, but there is only snow that does not melt all the year round, which is far less than this mountain that changes with four seasons.

Changle is familiar with walking from an empty mountain forest without road signs to a small stream near a cliff. She shattered the water mirror, then picked up a pool of clear pool water, and opened her hands suddenly to let the clear water slip through her fingers. Just going back and forth several times, the gloom in her brows became deeper and deeper. .

She turned around and walked to a bulging mound of soil by the stream and sat down, quietly looking at the unnamed tablet.

Changle caressed the scorched wooden sign, as if looking at her lover from the air, with lingering eyes, "Zhou Yu, it's good to die, it's good to die in the year when I love you the most, it's better to be the boy in my memory forever .I really envy you, you won't grow old, and your soul will be buried forever."

"But I miss you," Chang Le shed two lines of tears silently, "I miss you and want to sleep with your corpse in my arms, but you didn't even leave a single bone for me, because you were afraid that I would dig you up." Will your grave make you restless after a hundred years?"

"Answer me!"

"Go ahead, I heard him say that he agreed." The person who walked away from the tree trunk in the distant mountain forest was dressed in a neatly cut black robe and wore the same color top-quality jade crown. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xie Zhao?

Chang Le looked angrily at the tall man in black in front of him, pointed at the cliff behind him and said, "Get lost!"

"Young master, don't leave, don't you want to dig his grave? I'll help you." Saying that, Midnight respectfully handed over a black shovel from behind him.

Xie Zhao stood beside the mound and started to dig the grave. It was too late for Chang Le to stop him.

This simple grave was originally made by Changle herself, but she didn't dig it down, because Zhou Yu died in such a miserable state that no corpse was left behind.

She just put Zhou Yu's things on the flat ground with golden locks and put them in the soil, and then sealed the soil.

Chang Le doesn't know how to describe her current mood. If she really wants to say it, it's probably sad and a little bit of secret expectation. She really misses Zhou Yu, and even looking at his things can quench her thirst.

Soon, the soil bag was disintegrated by Xie Zhao's brute force, revealing an arm-long box inside, on which a rusty golden lock was secretly emitting light.

Xie Zhao was stunned for a moment, he just came over and only listened to what Chang Le said: "But I miss you,"

"I miss you and want to sleep with your corpse in my arms, but you didn't even leave a single bone for me. Are you afraid that I will dig your grave and make you uneasy in a hundred years?"

He guessed that it should be one of her dead husbands. Crazy jealousy spread in his eyes, and finally burned to a handful of green ashes. He held the wooden box in front of him coldly, paused, and asked the people around him: " Are you coming or am I coming?"

Changle seemed to have been drained of his soul suddenly, and he stood in the same place and couldn't speak a word.

The fire in Xie Zhao's eyes flickered and then went out. Suddenly, he hit the golden lock with the handle of the shovel with his backhand. There was a bang, and the golden lock burst open. He opened the wooden box, but the things inside pierced his chest Eyes hurt.

"A dagger, a set of jade-white clothes, a folding fan, a charred letter, and three torn books." Xie Zhao rummaged through the wooden box, his eyes full of contempt, and the weak should be punished. Well, what's the use of an idiot who can only read sage books?

Seeing these things like crazy, Chang Le snatched them from Xie Zhao's hands, and walked back holding the boxes without saying a word.

Xie Zhao ran after him with long legs, and asked with a half-smile, "Chang Le, who is this?"

Chang Le was angry: "It's your father! Get lost, Xie Zhao, I hate you to death!"

Xie Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl who was galloping with the wooden box, "Hitting is kissing, scolding is love, you happen to have both, and you still say you don't love me?"

Chang Le couldn't bear it anymore and turned her head, stretched out her hand to Xie Zhao's face and slapped Xie Zhao resoundingly.

Time seemed to stand still for an instant.

The two groups of people in the open space ahead were stunned.

Butterfly Poetry: What's the situation?

Midnight: I didn't see anything.

Xie Zhao covered his face with one hand, he had never been beaten in the face, his face was in burning pain now, he held Chang Le's sleeve with the other hand, with a sincere and hypocritical expression, he smiled and said: "It's a kiss." , Scolding is love, and you love me."

Changle exploded, it was the first time I met a man so shameless, I went to have sex with Hua Kui in the morning, I was smashed, if I didn’t apologize or admit my mistake, let it go, and act like a normal person, now I dug her sweetheart’s grave and said it’s so disgusting people's words!
In the end, she laughed back in anger: "Xie Zhao, I curse you to go to hell, you will never turn over, go to die." She stared at the cliff behind Xie Zhao, her face was blank for a moment.

Xie Zhao put down his hand covering his face, revealing a handsome face that was half white and half blue. He looked at her firmly, his eyes full of obsession: "It is Ah Zhao's blessing to live forever in your nightmare."

"Really? Then this palace will take care of all your thoughts!" Chang Le's arm suddenly pushed Xie Zhao down the cliff, but even if her arm exhausted all her strength, she couldn't push him directly. A gust of east wind suddenly blew straight at Xie Zhao's face. He took two steps back without stabilizing his body and fell straight down the cliff.

Chang Le suddenly felt a feeling called regret, and it was too late for her to reach out and drag him back.

In the middle of the night, he flew over, and before he had time to avenge his master, he rode his horse and ran down the cliff. Before leaving, he stared at Chang Le's absent-minded eyes and said, "Master treats you heart and soul, but you rely on your status to make a fuss over and over again." Hurt him! It's the most poisonous woman's heart!"

Chang Le didn't respond, she took two steps forward and looked at the thick fog that couldn't be wiped away from the cliff, like a tumbling sea of ​​clouds.

(End of this chapter)