Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Decai was instructed by an expert to create a special ring.

It's just that this ring needs to be injected with strong enough spiritual power to complete it.

Pear Blossom Jing heard about it somehow.

She absorbed the spiritual power of Li Shu for thousands of years, took the initiative to find virtue and talent, and quietly sealed herself into the ring without anyone knowing.

The ring was inexplicably completed, and he had no doubts about his virtue and talent, thinking that it was a gift from heaven to his young master.

And her only obsession is to help Tang Qin, whom she loves, to meet Yingyue again in the next life.

She was not aware of the series of events that followed.

She has been following Tang Qin's body, buried deep under the loess.

Until one day, Cheng Moxun opened the tomb with his master Gu Liu, and the ring was seen again.

Her obsession for hundreds of years and her mission as a ring were finally brought into play.

In the ring, she gradually realized that hundreds of years had passed since then.

For hundreds of years, the world has been turned upside down.

And Tang Qin, whom he had always admired, also had an unexpected change.

She tried her best to help the ghost king again and again, and involved his marriage with Yingyue again and again.

She has always been as pure as ever.

Cheng Moxun was not the only one who watched the ghost king be dragged away from the world until the ghost king was punished by heaven.

Lihuajing saw everything in the ring, and she was disheartened.

At the same time, an idea began to arise in my heart.

She wanted the Ghost King to know that there had been a person silently guarding him all these years.

He gave everything for him.

In fact, she has no complaints or regrets about all this. Ever since Tang Qin cared for the pear tree carefully, she knew that she would pay back the favor of his care, sooner or later.

But after the ghost king was taken away from the world, she finally became greedy.

She has worked hard for hundreds of years, just for the ghost king and Yingyue to have a good result.

And once the ghost king is gone, her efforts will be meaningless.

So she simply abandoned the responsibility she chose, replaced Cheng Moxun, and approached Xu Ziyu, just wanting to feel the feeling of living with the person she admires.

But the reality is not always what people want.

Whether it is Xu Ziyu or the current ghost king, it is easy to see that she is not Cheng Moxun.

"That is to say, you have been by my side from the very beginning?" The ghost king was dumbfounded after hearing her description: "For hundreds of years, you have been maintaining the fate between me and Yingyue?"

Pear Blossom Jing nodded, looking extremely aggrieved.

"But you look like this..." The ghost king wanted to criticize, but he couldn't continue.

This goblin, when he didn't know it, helped him so much.

He sacrificed hundreds of years of freedom in exchange for the maintenance of his marriage with Yingyue.

Seeing the pear blossom spirit with a child-like aggrieved expression, the King of Ghosts sighed deeply.

Xu Ziyu returned to the study and stared at the computer screen without blinking.

The thin figure on the screen was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window at this moment, with his head hanging down and his hands clenched into fists by his sides.

It looks like a little child who has done something wrong and is waiting to be punished.

In the end what happened?
Xu Ziyu felt cold sweat in his palms.

He felt a little flustered in his heart, but he didn't know what to do.

Ai He'er was sitting by the bed, with a thick maternity book on her lap.

"Oh, I'm so sleepy." She rubbed her eyes and looked at the clock on the wall: "Is it too early to go to bed now?"

She smiled foolishly, while reaching out to stroke her belly: "Baby, I'm not lazy. I'm really serious about studying and learning to be a good mother."

Her tone of voice was involuntarily cute.

She stood up and walked slowly into the living room.

For the sake of pregnant women, equipment has been changed in many places in the home.

The living room is also full of special treatment for the convenience of pregnant women.

Such as soft carpets, comfortable and non-irritating pillows.

Anything that may contain harmful substances has also been uniformly replaced with special items for pregnant women.

This is too exaggerated, she didn't even know that she would be taken care of like this when she was pregnant.

Involuntarily, Xu Ziyu prepared all kinds of things with great fanfare when Cheng Moxun was pregnant.

It's really hard to imagine Xu Ziyu's appearance as a father.

Ai He'er burst out laughing.

But with a smile, the smile gradually subsided.

She also couldn't imagine Hisoka being a father.

And just thinking about it, Hisoka will marry another woman in the future and give birth to one or more babies.

That picture would make her heart constrict uncontrollably.

She thought time could dilute everything.

But I really think that when two people have no intersection in this life, they will still feel reluctant and sad.

No matter how much she resisted and how she denied it, she had to admit in the end that she still loved Hisoka in her heart.

Even if he was hurt countless times, even if he was almost buried in a sea of ​​flames.

She was still full of Hisoka's shadow.

If Hisoka really spends his life with another woman...

Endless regret and sadness will be overwhelming.

But she won't regret it.

She now has a baby, which is the biggest memorial left by Hisoka.

Now that Hisoka is not here, this baby will be her heaven and earth, her only weakness.

Hisoka stood in the courtyard with his brows furrowed.

"Master, it's really not suitable." The steward tried to persuade him from the side, "Madam's weather is full of thunderstorms, and flying rashly will be very dangerous."

"You don't need to tell me this kind of thing!" Hisoka threw the wine glass in his hand aside angrily, and he roared: "Is there no other way to go to China except by plane?"

"Master, wait a little longer." The servants around were too frightened to breathe loudly, but the butler said bravely, "Maybe you can wait until tomorrow morning..."

He didn't continue talking, because Hisoka's eyes looked like he was going to kill someone at the moment.

Hisoka turned around and left with a slow hostility, making people feel chilling wherever he passed.

His steps are steady, yet surprisingly fast.

After a while, he came to Ai He'er's room again.

He threw himself on Ai He'er's bed, feeling as anxious as if countless ants were biting him.

"He'er, I'm so stupid." Hisoka buried his head in Ai He'er's pillow and murmured, "I shouldn't just agree to let you go, I will take you away no matter what. "

He even ordered the housekeeper to turn his bedroom, which was the wedding room shared with Ai He'er, into a warm bedroom with a built-in baby room in the fastest possible time.

As long as he brings Ai He'er back, the two of them will continue their married life sweetly.

But how would He'er reject him?

He can take it by force, but will that cause He'er's resentment?
What's more, He'er is now a pregnant woman, if she gets angry, it will be bad for her health.

He felt a dull pain in his head.

Computer programs can be modified without limit, but people's hearts can't be changed just by changing them.

He remembered that in order to bring Ai He'er back, he used all means to forcibly abduct her.

Will this make Ai He'er dislike herself even more?

The messy thoughts mixed together made Hisoka unable to breathe.

He turned over and his eyes fell on the window not far away.

The sun in Italy is still bright, as warm and warm as Ai Heer's smile.

He looked at it, and suddenly felt that his whole heart became bright.

"Damn it, who cares about this." Hisoka sat up suddenly, and he slapped his thigh violently: "Bring someone to prove it to her slowly."

As for the weather... no, he wanted to give it a try.

The huge private plane was parked on the haystack. Hisoka was wearing casual clothes and sunglasses, as if he was about to go out for fun.

"Master, are you sure?" the butler asked with some doubts. It's not that he doesn't trust his master, but it's better to be careful.

"Whispering." Hisoka boarded the gangway without looking back.

The butler shrugged and had no choice but to follow him on the plane.

In the grove not far away, under the shadows of trees, no one noticed a figure secretly watching.

"Ai He'er!" is Chinese with an Italian accent, because Ai He'er didn't set an Italian name, so many people call her by her Chinese name.

"Don't come back, don't come back!" Gritting her teeth, she sounded jealous: "Otherwise, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"

Ai He'er, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed violently.

"Oh, it's spilled." Because of sneezing, he couldn't hold the black tea in his hand for a moment, and now it all spilled on his skirt.

"Well, it must be difficult to wash." Ai He'er pouted, put down the teacup, turned and walked to the bedroom.

She took out a pair of white pajamas that were similar to her body from the closet, and was about to change into them.

"Boom!" There was a sudden thunder and lightning outside the window, like the rhythm of a storm.

"It's going to rain." This kind of weather always makes people feel uneasy.

She quickly changed her clothes and threw the dirty skirt into the washing machine.

"He'er..." The ethereal voice drifted into my ears.

Ai He'er shuddered, her eyes widened and she turned around to look behind her.

Nothing at all.

But that voice still seemed to be echoing in my ears, with a bit of nostalgia and doting.

It was not an ordinary auditory hallucination, Ai He'er felt hairy on his back.

Because that wasn't Hisoka's voice or anyone else's.

But a female voice.

It was the voice of a woman who seemed familiar but was so strange.

Pear Blossom Essence held both hands of the Ghost King, and her movements looked weird on the monitor.

"Please allow me to stay for a while." There seemed to be tears in her eyes: "Please, don't blame me."

The ghost king couldn't bear to look away, he had just digested the story of the pear blossom essence, and he couldn't fully accept it yet.

But if a goblin is allowed to stay in the human body for a long time, the harm to the human body is immeasurable.

He couldn't let Cheng Moxun take such a risk.

"It will be fine in a while." Li Huajing rolled her eyes, as if thinking of something, she gently shook the ghost king's hand: "Do you need help, right? I remember that your spiritual power was exhausted a lot before." few!"

The ghost king frowned, this was one of the reasons he came to find Cheng Moxun this time.