Abandoned woman's glory

Chapter 187 Nine years ago, the princess came to Ghost Valley
Ghost Mian seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but before he could speak, Mr. Guigu had already left with a smile.

Looking at the distant figure, with his clothes fluttering, there seemed to be a sense of playfulness that only young people would have. For a while, I was a little unclear about what kind of person Mr. Guigu is, and he is everywhere in this world. Standing in the Gao Wang position, he was thinking about something again, but when he turned his head, he saw the silent ghost face beside him.

This person also makes me unable to see through.

Although his face is covered by a mask, he can see many scars, and there should be many scars on his body, and his voice is also bad. Although people cannot be judged by their appearance, Mr. Guigu's disciple is actually such a person. Somewhat disappointing and surprising.

I don't know why, it's him...

Just as I was thinking, a faint familiar fragrance drifted over my nose again. I turned around and saw another steaming bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus brewed on the stone table in the pavilion.

The ghost face also saw it, and became more silent.

I walked over to pick it up, took a sip, and the ghost face just stood beside me quietly, not looking at me, only looking at the scene of the smoke on the lake.

The two of them were silent like this. The longer the silence lasted, the more it looked like a confrontation. In the end, even when I felt that I couldn't keep silent like this, just as I was about to raise my head to say something, I heard the hoarse voice of the ghost face in my ears. A voice came from the side: "Princess, do you want to go somewhere to see?"

I glanced at him: "But Mr. leads the way."

He didn't speak, turned around and walked out of the pavilion, I put the bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing on the table, and followed him slowly.

Ghost Valley, the most mysterious place in the world, is also the place where all emperors and generals flock to each other. Looking at it now, it is not as mysterious and unpredictable as usual, but has a bit of peaceful natural beauty. There are green flowers and plants everywhere. The trees, accompanied by a touch of water vapor, are extraordinarily beautiful.

Ghost Mian walked slowly all the way like this. From the hillside by the lake all the way up, there are small roads paved with bluestone slabs, which are clean and flat. It was getting heavier and heavier, staining my clothes, and the few strands of long hair on the forehead were also warm and moist on the cheeks, with a slight coolness.

The more I walked, the more remote, I was secretly puzzled, how did I come here?

However, I don't care where he takes me, what I really care about is--

"Mr. Ghost Mian, how do you know that Ben Gong likes sweet-scented osmanthus?"

His footsteps paused, but he didn't turn his head. He was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Nine years ago, the princess came to Ghost Valley."

My heart moved: "Nine years ago, sir was also in Ghost Valley?"

He didn't speak, but acquiesced.

My breathing was a little disordered for a while, and even my heartbeat was also disordered: "Then——"

Before he finished speaking, Ghost Face stopped in his tracks.

I also stopped, only to find that he led me to a remote platform on the mountainside. On the right is a towering rock that goes straight into the sky. , the surrounding vines are climbing, the grass is delicious, and the clouds and mists are transpiring, it feels like a fairyland.

Looking at the scenery in front of me, I was a little dazed for a while.

"Here, here is——, why... why so..."

I had an indescribable feeling that the scene in front of me became a little blurry for a while, and clear for a while, as if it had merged with something in my mind.

Why, so familiar?

I walked over slowly, and there was a cloud of mist under my feet. I couldn't tell how deep or shallow it was below. Only the green vines stretched down and fell into the mortal world.

Looking at this scene, I was a little dazed, and stood there motionless, I don't know how long it had passed, the thin shirt on my body was soaked by the morning mist, and the wet clothes stuck to my body, bringing a chill.

I hugged my thin arms and couldn't help shivering.

At this time, the ghost face glanced at me, seemed silent for a while, and took off the black robe on his body and handed it to me. When the robe was handed to me, something suddenly flashed in front of my eyes. Scenes of familiar scenes emerged in my mind——

Once upon a time, there seemed to be a person standing by my side like this, watching the scenery with me...

It seems that it is also this cold...

He took off his clothes and handed them to me in the same way...

I looked at the unknown figure in front of me in a trance, and opened my mouth, subconsciously: "Ling Shaoyang."

As soon as these three words were uttered, it was like a thunderbolt struck down, and the whole person woke up with a shudder, and saw the person in front of him, looking at me with wide eyes.

Ghost face? !
I was also stunned for a moment, standing there stupidly—why?Why do I call his name?Why is the scene in front of me so familiar, as if it happened just yesterday?Why……

The cold came in waves, and my body trembled slightly. The ghost looked at me, and finally put the long robe on my shoulders in silence. I looked up at him, but he retreated several times at once. Step, as if afraid of being contaminated with my breath.

But at this time, I can't care so much anymore.

After making up my mind, I looked at the ghost face and asked, "Since Mr. was also in Ghost Valley nine years ago, do you still remember Ling Shaoyang, the second prince of Qinglong Kingdom?"

At this moment, I felt his breath suffocating.

After a while, he heard his hoarse and empty voice: "Remember."

"Sir, do you know that he was seriously injured in this Ghost Valley, the injury was on his chest, it is said that it was very dangerous and almost killed him."

"……Know."

I hurriedly asked, "Do you know, sir, how he was injured and who injured him?"

This time, he was silent for a long time, and when I thought he would not answer, I heard his low voice: "Assassin."

"assassin?!"

I was stunned all of a sudden - assassin?
That old wound on his body, the wound that almost cost him his life, was actually given by an assassin?
By the way, Mr. Guigu spread the dragon and phoenix posts widely, inviting the princes and princesses from all over the Central Plains to come to Guigu to discuss the Dao. Good targets, whether they are domestic political opponents or the forces of enemy countries, will definitely use this trip to discuss the Tao as their best opportunity to fight for power and profit.

Maybe that's what I thought at the beginning, that's why I attacked Xuanyuanting on the way back.

It's just that I can't figure it out. Ghost Valley is the most mysterious place in the world, and it is also regarded as a sacred place by the world. It is really incredible that it can be infiltrated by assassins.

But—that is to say, the original assassin was definitely not from an ordinary background!

I hurriedly asked: "Then, does Mr. Ghost Face know who the original assassin was? Or, who sent him, why did he assassinate him?"

Seeing my anxious expression, Ghost Face didn't answer, but said, "Princess, why do you ask these questions?"

"what?"

He silently looked at the front, a boundless sea of ​​clouds, with a feeling of endless boundlessness, even his eyes, his voice, became a little empty: "Death is like a lamp going out. What's the benefit?"

People die like lights go out?I felt a little pain in my heart: "I know, he is not dead."

The body next to me trembled slightly and turned to look at me.

"I know, he's not dead, he's still alive." I smiled sadly: "It's just, if I knew this was the case, I might as well—" It's better not to go through all this, it's better not to come to save me, in this case, hatred is still pure Hate, it won't be like now, with mixed feelings of regret and regret, as if you want to tear people apart.

The ghost face looked at me, his eyes gradually darkened.

After being silent for a long time, I took a long breath, suppressed the sour feeling, and asked him again: "Can you tell me, sir? What kind of assassin sneaked into Ghost Valley to assassinate him?"

"..."

He looked at me with complicated eyes.

But before he could open his mouth, suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps on the mountain road behind him, and he heard someone calling us faintly. Looking back, a boy ran up from the mountain in a hurry, and said: "Your Highness, Brother Ghost Face."

"What's the matter?"

"Mister asked you two to go to the main hall to meet him immediately."

"why?"

The little boy said, "A guest has arrived."

I didn't expect that Guigu really had guests, and Mr. Guigu actually let me and Guimian both go, which made me feel a little bit disgusted.

I don't know what kind of person he is.

Walking down the mountain road all the way, the morning fog fades away, and you can faintly see the sweet-scented osmanthus forest at the bottom of the mountain valley. A photo reflects the colorful light, walking in it, as if you are in a rainbow shadow.

We walked all the way to the bamboo house, and when we walked outside the door, we could faintly hear the sound inside, and there seemed to be more than one guest.

Who is it?
The closer I got, the heavier my heart became. When I reached the door and was only separated from the room by a curtain, I suddenly stopped in my tracks.

A familiar breath came out from the room.

He didn't speak, he didn't even take any action, just sitting there, he already made me feel his existence, that is too familiar existence, once gave me infinite warmth, the biggest temptation, made me almost give up my own everything - that person...

When I stopped at the door, there seemed to be a sudden silence in the room.

Such silence, faintly, seemed like two people were confronting each other.

No one is willing to take that step, and no one is willing to take another step.

After an unknown amount of time, the little boy standing at the door lost his composure and looked up at me: "His Royal Highness—?"

I glanced at him, this child is still very simple, seems to feel nothing at all, and it is precisely because of such recklessness and ignorance that people are brave enough to face everything.

I don't know if I have gradually lost such bravery after repeated injuries and pains, but——

Some people, some things, I really should face it.

So, I reached out and gently opened the curtain.

(End of this chapter)