After Marrying the Evil God

Chen Meier stayed in the kitchen for half a month, smoky and smoky every day, wearing a coarse cloth apron, her slender hands that were once impervious to spring water became rough, and finally understood a truth.

If you want to grab a man's heart, you have to grab his stomach first - this won't work with Sima Fu.

Sima Fu can separate his heart from his stomach.

This 17-year-old kid knows how to eat, but he doesn't understand love at all.

She has to change her strategy and can't be a cook here all her life.

After hearing that Sima Fu had tasted her dishes, he no longer ate Li Qingtang's meals, but instead went to Weiyang Palace every day to listen to her playing the piano and singing, reciting poems.

Chen Meier thought it was not easy.When it comes to poetry, the world she lives in has produced many great poets who will last forever. Randomly picking out a sentence from those ancient famous lines can amaze all literati in the world. It is not a matter of seconds to kill the heroine.

There are no such poems in this world, she regards them as her own, so why not attract the emperor's attention.

With the help of the system, Chen Meier obtained the emperor's night travel route.

It was night, and she changed into the most fairy-like and best-looking set of clothes, and then turned on the "fairy descending to earth" aura given by the system, which lasted for half an hour.With this halo, the original owner's appearance, which can only be regarded as delicate, was immediately improved by ten notches, almost adding a fairy filter.

In the middle of the night, the wind was blowing, and the woman was sitting in the pavilion, dressed in white, with loose long hair, and a sad expression. As long as she saw her, it was like seeing a moon fairy descending to earth.

Holding the pipa, Chen Meier sang the lyrics sadly: "Cicadas are chilling, it's late at the Changting Pavilion, and the shower has just stopped. There is nothing to drink in the tents of the capital, and the place of nostalgia, the orchid boat urges..."

It is "Raining Bells" by Liu Yong.

This poem is already mournful, coupled with the desolate minor tune and the weeping singing, it is hard to believe that it will not be able to arouse the emperor's pity.

As long as the emperor is attracted, and with the addition of the fairy halo, no man can escape.

Chen Meier sat in the cold wind and sang for a long time, and finally heard the system's prompt in her mind.

[The son of luck is here. ]

Chen Mei'er immediately played and sang more vigorously, the desolation in the singing made people feel mournful.

Counting the time, should the emperor come to meet her in the pavilion?

Unexpectedly, no one came over for a long time, but the system said something again.

[The Son of Luck left again. ]

Chen Meier: "!!!"

Why did you leave!They haven't seen each other yet!

Wouldn't her halo be in vain?

Chen Mei'er was half dead with anger, and her heart ached for wasting a halo.

"Forget it, at such a close distance, he must have heard it." Chen Meier comforted herself, "It's just that he didn't come to disturb me tonight, and he must have admired me secretly."

Weiyang Palace.

After Li Qingtang washed and washed, he was about to blow out the candles and go to bed when Sima Fu came in in a hurry.

Li Qingtang was puzzled: "Your Majesty—"

Sima Fu hugged her directly, and said in a low voice, "Tangtang, I'm so scared."

Li Qingtang was taken aback.

She patted Sima Fu's back comfortingly, her voice softened: "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Sima Fu emphasized: "I told you not to laugh at me."

Li Qingtang felt like laughing, so he held back his smile and said, "Absolutely not."

"Just now I passed by the Crescent Moon Pavilion." Sima Fu said with lingering fear, "I vaguely saw a woman in white with long hair playing the pipa and singing a little song, and I panicked."

"What song is she singing?" Li Qingtang asked curiously.

"I don't know. I didn't listen carefully. It's just that the tune is too scary, like howling ghosts and wolves." Sima Fu shook his head. I cut off my tongue, and finally hanged myself in the Crescent Pavilion. I was worried that what I just met was the ghost of Le Meiren, so I didn’t dare to go and see it. Tomorrow, I will call a mage into the palace to save her..."

Li Qingtang: "Pfft——"

Sima Fu said unhappily, "Don't laugh when I say that!"

"Sorry, I can't help it." Li Qingtang coughed softly, "I just didn't expect His Majesty to be afraid of ghosts."

"Don't mention it to others." Sima Fu solemnly urged, "I am the emperor, so I can't have weaknesses."

Li Qingtang blinked: "Then why did Your Majesty let this concubine know your weakness?"

Sima Fu turned his head away, the young man rarely blushed: "Tangtang is not someone else."

He never said a thing.Four years ago, he was still the crown prince, and he was taught the rules by the Tai Tuo all day long. It was the time when the young rebellious was most tired of the palace rules.A bunch of rich ladies at the palace banquet also followed the rules, and their meals were refined and elegant, and they would never use more than one mouthful. They were knowledgeable but also boring.

Only Li Qingtang, who was 12 years old at the time, was a pure streamer, and he devoted himself to studying the palace dishes, eating so much that his belly was round, and His Royal Highness couldn't help laughing.After the banquet was over, he quietly walked up to her and praised how cute she was.

The little girl smiled cutely, and then went out of the palace with her family, becoming the white moonlight in the prince's heart.

That was the only living person he saw among the lifeless puppets when he grew up.

Later, when Sima Fu ascended the throne as a young man, he concentrated on the court and gradually stopped thinking about these romances.After learning that Li Qingtang was actually one of the six beautiful girls, he fell in love with her.A few years later, the little girl still loves to eat and can cook good dishes.Therefore, when Sima Fu learned that Chen Meier was superb in cooking, the first thing he thought of was that Tangtang was lucky.Most of the dishes Chen Meier cooked during these days were sent to Weiyang Palace for Li Qingtang.

Being young and ignorant, Sima Fu didn't know whether he liked it or not. The emperor's family never had true feelings, and he had no reference.I just want to treat her well and give her everything she likes.

If this is liking, then he just likes her.

Qi Baicha and Qi Ye played together, from outside the Great Wall to the border, and from the border to Jiangnan.

In ancient times, chariots and horses were very slow, and it took at least several months to reach the capital.Although it is only a teleportation distance, but with a mortal companion by my side, the scenery along the way is naturally to be admired slowly.

Qi Ye was not in a hurry, anyway, as long as he didn't do anything that contradicted the known plot, history would most likely not change.Right now, it's more interesting to swim with Chacha.

In the future 500 years later, he and Chacha once traveled around the world—the two antonyms of future and once seem strange when put together, and what is even more strange is that this sentence is completely true.

At that time, they took high-speed rail planes, took hot air balloons and submarines, climbed Everest, visited the equator, saw the aurora, and experienced wonderful things that normal people could never experience in their lifetime.

And now, they are experiencing another kind of excitement.In the ancient times when carriages and horses were very slow, go to see the lonely smoke in the desert, the willows in the south of the Yangtze River, the peonies in Luoyang, and the prosperity of Chang'an.

The life of a god is so long, and the main god even controls the power of time and space, traveling between the past and the future.

He has endless time to love and protect his Snow God.

The closer it is to the capital, the more prosperous the place and the larger the population.Qi Ye is fine, although his transformed appearance is still handsome, he is still within the human category.Qi Baicha is different. Apart from his black hair and black eyes, he looks a little older than his body, just like a god, and he keeps turning his head when he walks on the street.

If we say that Qi Baicha is a 17-year-old boy in his own body, and a 27-year-old youth in modern times, the ancient version of Chacha is between youth and youth, about 19 years old when he was in full bloom.White clothes and black hair, allure of the city.He wore a pair of brocade shoes on his feet, and took off all the silver ornaments, but his clothes were still the gorgeous heavenly clothes bestowed on him by the heavens when he was born. Walking on the road, he looked like a real god.

When they passed by a small village, the villagers even bowed down on the spot, calling the gods down to earth.

Qi Ye euphemistically asked, "Qing Huan, do you want to change into your clothes?" This outfit is too eye-catching.

Even the emperors in the palace could not afford to wear such fine materials.

Qi Baicha said, "No change."

"But isn't it dirty if you wear it all the time?" Qi Ye asked.

Of course he knew that God's clothes would not be dirty, but from the perspective of a mortal, he still had to ask.And Qi Ye is really curious, Chacha is not a ostentatious person, she knows how to put on mortal shoes, change into mortal hair color and eye color, why she refuses to change clothes.

Qi Baicha only said, "It's not dirty."

After a pause, he said softly again: "I like this dress, it was a gift from my savior."

Qi Ye laughed.

Chacha is lying again.This dress is clearly a gift from heaven, it was born with it, so there is no savior... Wait a minute.

Qi Ye was taken aback.

He suddenly remembered that during the last trip, he healed Chacha's wounds and repaired the torn clothes by the way.

Even if the clothes of the gods are damaged, they can be transformed into another identical one, but it is not the original one after all.On a whim, he added some snowflake patterns on Chacha's clothes.

Is it because of this reason...that Chacha still refuses to change clothes?

The light in Qi Ye's eyes dimmed, and then he remembered the time when he lost his memory and tore a lot of Chacha's clothes. It was the first time that Chacha was the most angry.

So it was because...he tore Chacha's favorite clothes...

And the reason why Chacha likes this dress is because the pattern on it is left by him...

What a deal.

Qi Ye laughed softly, and said inexplicably, "Besides me, do you have a savior?"

Which time I was not the one who saved you.

Past, present, Future.

It's me every time.

Qi Baicha only thought that the life-saving grace he said was killing three bandits, and said: "Of course, it happened a long time ago."

"I'm also your savior." Qi Ye began to be unreasonable, "If you dress so nicely, the gangsters will have bad intentions, so I'm so tired of protecting you. In order to reduce my workload, you should change your clothes obediently .” Every time so many scorching eyes were fixed on Qi Baicha, Qi Ye really wanted to kill someone.

Qi Baicha stared at him: "Aren't you my friend?" Why did he pretend to be a lifesaver again.

Qi Ye: "..." It's good that Chacha recognized him as a friend.

Qi Baicha said seriously: "Besides, when I change my clothes, many people will look at me. I let the gangsters think badly not because my clothes are good-looking, but because I was born to be good-looking."

Qi Ye: "..." There was no way to refute it, Chacha was right.

"However." Qi Baicha thought for a while, then said, "I'll just listen to you."

Qi Ye raised his eyebrows: "So obedient?"

"It's just a change of clothes." Qi Baicha said calmly, and after a long while, he reluctantly added, "I can't just go my own way and make my friends unhappy."

What Brother Qi said makes sense, he is not walking alone now, he must always consider the thoughts of his companions, so as not to cause trouble to them.

The first lesson Snow God learned when he entered the world was how to get along with people.

He still doesn't know that it is his past benefactor who taught him this.

Confidant at the moment.

future mr.