Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

He damn well wanted one too, the smell made him want to pick up the cigarette case on the table.

But he can't, not only can't, he also wants to stop the old lunatic in front of him.

"If you let Mo Xun smell the smoke," Xu Ziyu glanced at the open door, "I will consider throwing you out of the window."

"Oh, look at what you said." Xu Jia smiled indifferently as if he hadn't noticed the room that was gradually becoming smoky, and then took a few more puffs comfortably: "How can I bear to let my sister-in-law suffer second-hand?" Smoke persecution."

But as he said so, he exhaled smoke.

Xu Ziyu's face changed drastically, he raised his chin, and with a smile on his lips, he stared at Xu Jia motionlessly.

Xu Jia met his gaze without fear.

The two of them stalemate for a long time, until the cigarette in Xu Jia's hand was almost burned out.

"Okay, okay, I admit defeat." Xu Jia put out the cigarette butt in the crystal ashtray, then stood up abruptly, sighed, and walked slowly to close the door: "OK?"

"Tell me what you want to do." Xu Ziyu still maintained his original posture and looked at him: "Also, how did Mo Xun come here?"

"Ah, this is just a joke, don't be so serious." Xu Jia said slightly complaining, with a urchin-like smile on his face: "I gave you a big gift, how about it? Last night must be very memorable, right?"

Thinking of Cheng Moxun's stiff expression when he woke up in the morning, Xu Ziyu's face darkened.

"Why this expression?" Raising his eyebrows, Xu Jia sat back on the sofa, studying Xu Ziyu's expression playfully.

"Where's Xia Yanchu?" Xu Ziyu didn't want to continue discussing Cheng Moxun with him, so Xu Ziyu changed the subject.

"I came to you just because of her." Xu Jia crossed his legs and lay on the sofa carelessly, with an unruly smile on the corner of his mouth: "I temporarily detained him, and I want to wait for you to be handed over to him today." you."

"Want me to deal with it?" Xu Ziyu pressed the back of his head: "I have some impressions of what happened last night..."

Xu Jia looked at him with a smile.

"The methods of the Xia family are really becoming less and less popular." Xu Ziyu frowned, his beautiful eyes half-downcast: "How much medicine did I have to give to make you change the person on the bed, but I didn't do it at all." Not conscious at all."

Xu Jia raised his eyebrows in surprise: "No, my subordinate said that you snatched him away from him."

With a sudden jump in his heart, Xu Ziyu suddenly became excited: "What?"

"You don't know? Ah, I'll just say it's a lie!" Xu Jia raised his head and moved his neck a few times: "My subordinates came back and reported to me that you were very conscious and showed no signs of being drugged. That bastard really How dare you lie to me."

not real.

There is a voice in the heart answering faintly.Although he couldn't remember what happened in the hotel suite last night; but Xu Ziyu was inexplicably convinced that what Xu Jia's subordinates said must be true.

And all of this is probably the same as the previous experience of suddenly passing out.

He recalled the figure who looked exactly like him, wearing a white robe and fluttering hair; probably, something happened last night.

The only person who could possibly know the truth is still sleeping on the big bed in the inner room.

Xu Ziyu frowned again and again, ignoring Xu Jia who was looking at him probingly, and fell into deep thought.

This is an antique room. Judging from the various stylish furnishings, it can be known that its owner must not be an ordinary person.

The fishy smell lingering in the nostrils was very strong, Cheng Moxun raised her hand to cover her nose, she felt faintly nauseous.

Something red flashed in front of her eyes, her eyes widened, and she saw that the finger she was going to stretch out in front of her was covered with blood.

How could it be... When he was in shock, his head suddenly seemed to be knocked by someone.

She turned her head subconsciously, but the picture in front of her made her mouth grow wide.

Eye-catching blood all over the ground... It made people dizzy after seeing it for a while.

A man in a gold-purple costume was tilting his head, lying half-sitting and half-lying on the grand master's chair in the high hall.

The man looked old, with gray hair, a beard, and wrinkled face.

The point is, there is a shining sword stuck in his chest!

The blade of the sword turned silver, and thick black blood flowed continuously from the edge of the sword.

The tassel on the hilt looked like it had just been wrapped, but it was also contaminated with a fishy smell, which looked terrifying.

"Master Hou! What's wrong with you, Master Hou?" Someone shouted outside the door: "Come on! Come on!"

Suddenly panicked, Cheng Moxun couldn't see the faces of the people rushing outside the door, she covered her chest, and just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

She rushed out the door, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness outside the door, which made people unable to open their eyes.

"Don't let her run away!" She vaguely heard someone shouting, and her steps began to quicken.

She couldn't find the direction and rushed around, her chest was so tight that she could hardly breathe.

Suddenly, the foot slipped.

Before Cheng Moxun could struggle, he fell to the ground.

But she didn't feel any pain, the ground was soft and had a faint earthy smell.

The smell triggered associations, and Cheng Moxun's mind immediately thought of the same smell in the rainy night with thunder and lightning when the ghost king left.

She struggled to get up and looked around, only to realize that the noise in her ears had disappeared.

The tree appeared again in the distance, that tall and very strong tree.

It is still full of white flowers, and snow-like petals are falling from time to time.

But under the tree, there was a color in stark contrast to it. It was a pool of blood, and a figure could be faintly seen lying in the middle.

It's the ghost king...

The apex of his heart trembled. Although it was too far away to see clearly, Cheng Moxun already knew it in his heart.

She looked up, and this time she finally saw the top of the big tree, and there seemed to be something shining there.

Today's weather is also very good...

While thinking this way, he stepped forward and walked slowly towards the big tree.

Cheng Moxun walked to the pool of blood, but found that there was only a robe that was stained and lost its original color.

Probably it turned out to be white, just like the ghost king used to wear.

As if a certain string was touched in her heart, she slowly squatted down, reaching out to pick up the robe.

But the clothes actually started to melt, and before she could touch them, they had already disappeared into a pool of blood.

Then, the pool of blood gradually shrank from the edge to the center, and finally disappeared completely.

He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't appear too surprised.

Cheng Moxun stood up, she looked at the empty ground, then looked up and looked around.

Sure enough, the surrounding environment became clearer and clearer.

This is the residence of the ghost king in his previous life, and she has been spinning around in this dream.

"Yingyue, you're back." A warm and jade-like voice sounded from behind, the tone was strange but familiar intimacy.

Cheng Moxun turned around abruptly, and saw the ghost king standing in front of a stone table in the courtyard mottled with tree shadows, looking at her with a smile.

"Aqin..." She wanted to call the ghost king, but when she opened her mouth, she called the ghost king's name from his previous life.

"It's really you." Ghost King's complexion was a little pale, his lips were a little pale, and he looked a little weak: "When I received your letter, Decai advised me not to believe it... It's a good luck, I'm here."

"You shouldn't have come." Cheng Moxun heard her voice trembling, her nose was sore, it seemed that tears would fall from her eyes in the next second.

"Why don't you come." The ghost king smiled slightly, and that smile was full of tenderness and indulgence: "I thought that I would never have the chance to see you again in this life."

"No." Her heart seemed to be suppressed by something, and her back began to tense. This feeling made Cheng Moxun very uncomfortable, and she felt her lips slowly open: "You shouldn't trust anyone's news to you. "

"But I can read your handwriting." The ghost king walked over step by step, the red string of the jade pendant around his waist looked a bit worn out, probably it hadn't been replaced for a while.

There was uncontrollable joy in his eyebrows, lighting up his haggard face.

"And it's something related to you, I'm willing to take the risk." He had already walked in front of him, and Cheng Moxun was completely covered by his tall figure.

There was an urge to rush forward immediately, and Cheng Moxun really wanted to do the same, but her body couldn't move.

"Don't you want to hug me?" Ghost King asked jokingly, before she could respond, he took the lead in pressing her into his arms: "Yingyue, I miss you so much."

I miss you too.

This sentence was choked in his throat, and Cheng Moxun felt that his throat was sore from holding back, but he still couldn't say anything.

"After you left, I miss you every day." The ghost king's voice sounded above my head: "I miss you when I eat, I miss you when I walk, I miss you when I read books, and I miss you when I dream. I think about you all the time. you."

Tears couldn't help falling down, Cheng Moxun pressed his face tightly against the ghost king's chest.

"It's good that you're back." The ghost king gently caressed her back with his generous and warm palm, then he sighed and asked cautiously, "Are you still willing to stay with me?"

There was some confusion in my mind, it was Yingyue for a while, and Cheng Moxun for a while.

It is impossible to clarify whether the mood at this time is brought about by the previous life or this life.

"My house was ransacked." The Ghost King's voice was trembling, and he said with a choked voice: "In that dark night, everyone was arrested. I sneaked to the busy city outside the house because I couldn't sleep."

"I know." Cheng Moxun heard her voice calm, but her heart was heavy as hell: "You are in the busy market, and you saw the young and old being arrested and marched, but you wanted to rush up but were stopped by the accompanying servants."

"Have you heard all about it?" The ghost king was a little surprised, he looked down at the person in his arms.

Cheng Moxun also raised his head and looked at him. "On the way to escape, some people actually recognized me." The ghost king smiled bitterly: "The folks have been rumoring that I am still alive, and the court can't ignore it."

Cheng Moxun looked at him without saying a word.

"I heard that Master Xiahou is very active." The Ghost King let her go from his arms and gently held her hand: "My family must be wiped out."

There was a numb pain in her heart, Cheng Moxun frowned slightly, she broke free from the ghost king's hand, and took a few steps back silently.

"Yingyue..." The Ghost King looked a bit surprised, and he stared in disbelief.