Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

He seemed to be weakened all over, lying on Cheng Moxun's bed in the shape of "big".

Close your eyes, the air is filled with the fragrance of soil coming in from the window.

The ghost king could only feel the coolness passing through his body, he opened his eyes suddenly, sat up and looked towards the closed bedroom door.

Cheng Moxun was stunned at the gate for a long time before realizing that he didn't seem to have the key.

Frustrated, she wanted to turn around and leave, but inadvertently glanced at the door that was slightly open.

what happened?

Feeling a little scared in her heart, Cheng Moxun hesitated for a moment, and wanted to reach out to push the door open.Suddenly, those spiritual bodies attracted by Sha Yue suddenly flashed in my mind...

Terrible! Although the recent memory is not clear, the previous memories are vivid, including every detail.

Cheng Moxun shivered, she raised her hand, and gently rubbed her aching head.

Forget it, venture in and take a look.

No matter how bad the situation is, it can't compare to this moment...

Xu Ziyu, his... life is at stake.

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Moxun leaned closer to the door and listened for a while, but didn't hear anything.

She swallowed, stretched out her hand and pushed the door open.

Clean corridor, bright light... The shoe rack placed at the entrance is still there quietly.

Nothing seems to have changed?

For some reason, doubts arose in Cheng Moxun's heart.

Everything here seems to look like she just left and came back not long ago.

Cheng Moxun plucked up her courage, she stepped into the door with one foot, and after confirming that there was no movement, she strode in.

Safe journey.

She gradually felt relieved, and looked around the door of each room, but found nothing unusual.

Then, she came to the door of her room.

The door of the room was closed, which made her feel very bad.

But then, as if she suddenly thought of something, she asked softly, and tentatively called, "Ghost King, are you there?"

The air was terrifyingly quiet, Cheng Moxun swallowed hard, then stretched out his hand, tremblingly pushed open the bedroom door...

What she saw made her eyes widen.

The room is surrounded by white light, mixed with some green faintly, and intertwined with the sunlight coming in from the window, setting off the whole room has a special dreamy effect.

In the bright light, Cheng Moxun faintly saw the back of a long-haired man in a white robe standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Her heart moved, but she didn't dare to go forward.

There are two windows in the room, one is a so-called floor-to-ceiling window, like a half-glass wall; the other is an ordinary window with a window sill on the side wall.

Cheng Moxun slowly moved to the other side of the window sill, and saw the peaceful profile of the ghost king looking into the distance.

I couldn't help but thump in my heart, as if a flower had suddenly bloomed.

"Aqin..." she murmured, and saw the ghost king slowly turn his head, showing a gentle smile to herself.

"You're back?" Ghost King looked at her dotingly, but didn't step forward.

He knew very well what Cheng Moxun had gone through these days, but he refused to go find her.

For the past three days, he has been staying in this house, pacing back and forth, thinking; spent in fear and confusion.

"Aqin... Ghost King..." The past and present are intertwined, and Cheng Moxun's mood is extremely complicated for a moment. She clearly still cares about Xu Ziyu, but at this moment she finds that she can't let go of the Ghost King.

"You came to me for him." The ghost king looked at Cheng Moxun's eyes, and he knew it in his heart, and his voice trembled and continued; "Right?"

Cheng Moxun took a deep breath, and she nodded, "You... can you save him?"

The ghost king looked at this face that made him think about it day and night, his heart seemed to be scratched a little bit by someone with a knife, as if he was about to be hollowed out like this.

He didn't expect that Xu Ziyu would be poisoned, so he didn't expect that this was a choice he was forced to make now.

Is the love that has lasted for hundreds of years finally coming to an end?
But the resentment in my heart is too strong!
maybe...maybe...

Can he get rid of the poison on Xu Ziyu's body?But he seems to have forgotten that after this, he still has to make a choice to splice the soul together.

Is there really no other way?

The King of Ghosts looked at Cheng Moxun faintly with anticipation, and felt a sudden soreness in his heart; he blinked quickly, and said, "There is no way."

How could he save Xu Ziyu?The ghost king thought so self-deceivingly, and then unconsciously clenched his fingers tightly.

In the next second, Cheng Moxun's frustrated expression came into view.

The ghost king couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart, so he walked towards her step by step, with a faint white light on his body, against which he was shining like a holy light.

Yingyue..." The thin lips opened and closed, making a soft call.

Cheng Moxun was stunned for a moment, the Ghost King walked up to her, looked down at her tenderly, and reached out to touch her cheek, "You remember it, right?"

The cool touch is not unfamiliar, Cheng Moxun took a deep breath, and suddenly found that he still has the ability to see spirits.

Because the ghost king in front of her was really too clear, she had only seen it once or twice in her dreams; when she woke up, many pictures would become blurred.

And after feeling the coolness from the ghost king's fingertips, memories of the past began to surge in his brain...

She seemed to see that Ah Qin, who died smiling under her hands hundreds of years ago, overlapped with the figure in front of her.

Cheng Moxun couldn't help but widen his eyes, and subconsciously took a step back.

The ghost king's hand was hanging in the air, and his heart was as unbearably painful as if it was wrapped and bitten by ants.

And Cheng Moxun's breathing had begun to become heavy.

Because of the fear in her heart, she couldn't breathe!
Hundreds of years ago, Tang Qin died in his hands.

Hundreds of years later, will Tang Qin's reincarnation die in his hands again?
Cheng Moxun looked at the ghost king with a sad expression in front of him, feeling unspeakably sad in his heart.

Although she is not sure about the poisoning process, she watched the surveillance video of the villa banquet when she was detained.

He stretched out his hand to the wine glass involved in the case, as if he was doing something small.

It has to be said that the surveillance video in that room was too sloppy, and there was no way to see Cheng Moxun's movements clearly.

In addition, it was impossible to determine whether someone had entered the room before Cheng Moxun, so Yuanyuan used this as an argument to find a way to bring her home.

But deep in Cheng Moxun's heart, there was a clear feeling for some reason.

It seemed that he had known about Xu Ziyu's poisoning for a long time, and he didn't intend to stop it.

Is this still me?Although Cheng Moxun denied it over and over again, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

She also wondered if the soul that sneaked into her body did all this in secret; but, no matter what, she caused all this with her own hands, didn't she?
"You've already made your choice, haven't you?" Ghost King watched the soft sunlight enter the room from the window sill behind Cheng Mo Xun, reflecting a dazzling white on the floor.

He looked at Cheng Moxun, whose expression was struggling, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, showing a wry smile: "Then what am I? What is everything we have experienced in the past period of time?"

If you say that Cheng Moxun's marriage is not with him in the previous life, or if Xu Ziyu's personality and soul disappear, the relationship will be broken.

Why do you have to arrange things so rigidly when it comes to feelings?
Cheng Moxun opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't speak.

She closed her eyes and shook her head vigorously.

It's not like this, she has him in her heart, no matter in her previous life or in this life, she always has him in her heart.

Especially after recovering the memory of her previous life, her feelings for him seemed to have completely awakened.

She is also tangled and painful.

Xu Ziyu and the ghost king's soul, she didn't know what would happen to the other if she chose one.

She just wants everyone to be well and have a happy ending in the end.

But things are always not as expected.

Cheng Moxun knew that she liked Xu Ziyu, but she couldn't let go of the ghost king, and she couldn't watch him disappear like this.

All kinds of past life kept replaying in my mind, and many details seemed to be magnified in front of my eyes.

The relationship between the ghost king and her is not fake; but the relationship in this life is also true.

"You go." The ghost king turned around, turned his back to Cheng Moxun, and walked forward step by step: "Sorry, I can't do anything."

After finishing speaking, he disappeared into the psychedelic light and shadow in the room.

In an instant, the light in the room dimmed a lot for some reason.

The sunlight behind him seemed to become cold at this moment, Cheng Moxun shivered, and couldn't help but squatted down and hugged himself.

The air was eerily quiet, and her mind went blank.

Not long after, the phone rang suddenly, breaking the silence in the room.

Cheng Moxun shuddered suddenly. She quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket, looked at the strange number flashing on the screen, hesitated for a moment, and pressed the connect button.

"Hello? Mo Xun?" The person on the other end of the phone turned out to be Yuanyuan.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Moxun asked, only to realize that his voice was a little hoarse.

Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Xu Ziyu woke up, but..."

After Cheng Moxun tremblingly listened to the second half of Yuanyuan's sentence, the phone in her hand slipped to the ground.

The world instantly turned black and white, and no sound could be heard anymore.

Her breathing became rapid, and then she stood up suddenly and hurried out of the door.

From the mobile phone on the ground, Yuanyuan's anxious voice continued: "Mo Xun? Mo Xun, are you listening? Hey..."

For some reason, Xu Ziyu suddenly woke up just now.

And the spirit is very good, but the doctor just took a look and shook his head.

It's a case of flashbacks, and it won't be long before...the soul may be gone.

Cheng Moxun didn't know how he stopped the taxi at the door, and then arrived at the hospital, ignoring a large group of reporters who came up to him, he squeezed out the crowd and ran to the service desk, where he asked Xu Ziyu's ward number.