chasing god

Yu Feiying slept very restlessly, and the long-term sleepiness combined with physical discomfort made her fall into a nightmare.

Has she had this dream for a long time?

Let alone 100 years.

That was the past she least wanted to think about. She saw a little girl kneeling under the first three steps of Yuxiao Pavilion, dressed in a moon-white coarse cloth, with a tear on her shoulder. The sky was getting late and snowy.The girl was half-buried in the snow, so frozen that she couldn't speak, her eyes were full of pleading, waiting? A person who would never appear.

Someone who is nominally her mother.

The girl's face was immature, her forehead was red and swollen, and the cheekbone on her right cheek was scratched by a tree branch. Being exposed to such coldness, the wound solidified before it had time.

Xian'e walked back and forth by her side, even the poorest inferior Xian'e wore warm dresses with fluff, and the Xian'e were also beautiful and hearty, and when she was so hungry that her stomach was growling, she still Kindly feed her.The girl got the food, she kowtowed gratefully, her eyes were clear, her jade was dizzy, and she was still young and ignorant of the world? The thing was innocent, even if the snow dyed her black hair and the top of her head was white, she had no complaints.

"You? What's the use of kneeling? She won't look at you seriously? One look, the fireworks are gone, leaving ghosts everywhere..."

Yu Feiying stood aside and watched?, standing quietly under the peach tree beside her in a graceful figure, her brows and eyes were cold, and the corners of her lips that were laboriously pulled up were overwhelmed by endless sadness, "Look at those fairies who are dressed better than you? , You? Aren’t you sad? Obviously you are the son of the saint of Kunlun Mountain, why do you want to bow down and be grateful to those fairies, you? Lower your status?…”

Finally, the door opened, the girl raised her head excitedly, and Yu Feiying also looked into the room at this moment.On the top of the hall sat a dignified and beautiful woman, holding a velvet royal cat in her arms. At this moment, she was lowering her head and teasing the pet in her arms. She didn't even bother to give her daughter who was kneeling outside the door a single look.

"Mother, am I wrong?! I will definitely change in the future, I dare not, I, I will change everything, I will listen to my mother, I will be obedient, I will not make trouble, I will not pester you? Brother Yan Ru, I listen to the right Uncle’s words? Or? Listen to your words? I will do whatever you ask me to do, please mother!!”

The girl kowtowed excitedly, her heart full of joy had made her unable to think calmly, what she said? Was it upside down and illogical.

But the woman inside the door was smiling? She raised her head, revealing a bewitching smile.

"My dear,

Mother asked you? What, you? Just do it? "

"Mother..." The girl was stunned for a moment, this was the first time she heard her mother call her so kindly, her heart was filled with great joy, she was afraid that her hesitation would anger her and finally saw her mother, Busy nodding: "Yes, I will do what my mother said!"

The woman inside the door smiled even more, her hand? Also? Finally left? Her cat hooked her finger towards the girl, and said softly: "Ying'er, come, come here..."

"Don't go in..."

Yu Feiying really wanted to stop her, but her body was imprisoned in this corner and she couldn't move. She knew that she was in a nightmare, and she knew that she couldn't change anything, but she still hoped that she could stop the girl's pace and save her. She is out of misery.

But she can't do anything...

How innocent was she back then? Looking back, how regretful she is now.

Who would dare to believe it, the joy she used to have has become the disgust that is now engraved in her heart.

The nightmare was like a curse, and it hit Yu Feiying over and over again. She couldn't avoid it, and she was forced to see everything she wanted to forget, and it was unforgettable in her heart.

The past is unbearable to look back on, but now scenes are slipping before her eyes, Yu Feiying has a splitting headache, and her already pale face is even uglier.

Hua Wudi was originally lying on the throne, with her small chin resting on the back of her hand? Her fingertips were curled up with pale pink, and her charming peach eyes were full of starlight, which wiped away her inherent seductiveness .

Qianqian's body is spotless.

Surrounded by silence, Hua Wudi relaxed her breathing, a little afraid of disturbing her drowsiness, her eyelashes fell silently, she bit her lip, and carefully looked at the sleeping person.

Unknowingly, a touch of shame crept up his cheeks.

Your Highness is really beautiful. When he is awake, his winking eyes are full of affection, and his tenderness is like water. Even if he is asleep now, he is still beautiful. His beautiful eyes are lightly closed, and the soft light of pearls and jade on his shoulders lightly imprints on his cheeks. On top of that, the jade skin is tender and white, full of color and light.

Hua Wu secretly wondered in her heart, and unconsciously wanted to get close to her, as if to touch her face...

Looking at it? It looks very soft, it must be very comfortable to touch.

Thinking of this, she quietly approached, her fingers were as thin as green onions, her thin face was already blushing.

The fingertips were about to touch, but they were retracted at the last second.

Your Highness is very tired, I can't disturb her...

At this moment, the person sleeping on the couch let out a groan, his face became paler, his black and long willow eyebrows were lightly drawn, and his colorless and chapped lips opened and closed, as if he was saying something.

Hua Wudi straightened up?

She held her face carefully, the sleeping person seemed to have dreamed of something bad, her brows were tightly furrowed, even though she covered her face with her fingers, she couldn't stretch it out.

"Your Highness? Your Highness, are you having a nightmare?"

Yu Feiying: "..."

"You? What are you talking about? Your Highness?"

Hua Wudi leaned over, trying to hear what she was saying clearly, her thin voice was intermittent, even if she concentrated, she still only heard the words "don't go in".

don't go in...

Dai's eyebrows were raised, and there was a little doubt in her eyes, lingering in her heart?

What do you mean don't go in?

Where did you go, Your Highness? What dream?

Hua Wudi straightened up and looked down. The anxious and frightened person trembled slightly when his eyes touched her shoulders. His neck was slender like jade, but at this moment, his veins were erected, and the sobs overflowing from his throat spread shallowly. Open, mournful and resentful, the loneliness that had been covered in dust for a hundred years was infinitely expanded at this moment, wrapping her whole body in it.

Hua Wudi froze in astonishment, unable to speak for a long time.

How could she have fallen into such a painful nightmare?

Isn't she His Royal Highness?

In Hua Wudi's impression, she is like the moon in the sky that day, shining in the dark night, the bright moon is in the sky, there are no clouds in the sky, and she dominates the fate of the world with a tough attitude of being the only one.

How could such an invulnerable person suffer?

"No, Ah Wu..."

Yu Feiying's voice was hoarse, she had let go of the indifference and tenderness of the past, leaving only the vulnerable fragility.

On weekdays, this fragility is hidden under layers of camouflage, suppressed by the reputation of saint and god, curled up in a corner of the body, naturally ignored when busy, and sprouted from the bottom of my heart when I am free , emerged with an unstoppable momentum, sweeping the whole body.

That was something Yu Feiying hid deeply and dared not reveal.

Facing the creatures of the six worlds, she is an inviolable god, facing the disgusting Xu Huayi, she is a distant yet close friend, and facing the innocent and innocent Hua Wudi, she is her wife. When she has no way to protect herself, she is her reliance.

How can leaning be fragile?

Hua Wudi was immersed in shock, and suddenly felt a touch of moisture slipping over her fingertips, and lowered her head, the hand that was still resting on Yu Feiying's face was moist.

Your Highness is crying?

She raised her hand in a daze, her eyes fell on the glistening palm, her heart suddenly ached.

At that moment, it felt like a knife had been stabbed in the heart?

Liver and spleen, the sound of rapid breathing filled the hall, like the pain of a dying fish trying its best to suck the last breath of air from its limbs and bones.

Hua Wudi clutched her heart and mouth trembling, bloodshot eyes appeared in her eyes, why did this happen?

Why does my heart hurt?

How can it hurt so much!

The slender hand that was originally a catkin suddenly grabbed the armrest beside it, the veins on the back of the hand protruded, and blood lines spread from the arm covered by the sleeve, running under the fair skin, towards the fingers Where the tip converges.

The heart-refining red light that was hanging on Yu Feiying's side covered by tassels suddenly appeared, and a beam of bright light flew out of it and rushed into "Hua Wudi's thin back", recalling all the terrifying traces.

Hua Wudi didn't see the bright light clearly, she just thought she had resisted it? This pain felt the same as Yu Feiying's, her delicate little face was already dripping with sweat.

"No, please? We—"

Yu Feiying finally broke free from the nightmare, her tense body relaxed, panting heavily, and tears uncontrollably rolled down from the corners of her eyes, along her temples, and finally disappeared in her well-groomed black hair.

"Your Highness."

Yu Feiying froze, and slowly turned her head to look, Hua Wudi was standing by the side weakly, her temples were wet, and her pale face was rendered bloodless by the gorgeous gown, "A Wu, you? Why..."

"Your Highness, why are you crying?"

"..."

"Your Highness, can you please stop crying?" I'm really in pain!

"Okay, I won't cry!" Yu Feiying squeezed out a smile, and was about to raise his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, but Hua Wudi suddenly rushed over and got into his arms, warm in his arms, like a burning fire , Yu Feiying lowered her head blankly, her face full of disbelief.

Ever since her soul was incomplete, she has never been as active as she is today.

But now...

The person in his arms burst into tears: "Your Highness! I'm in so much pain! Woohoo, did I forget? What, why am I in such pain! Your Highness, let me marry you, let's get married—"

Her chest was already wet with tears, and it was a little cold on her skin. Yu Feiying's smile froze slightly, and then she shook her head dumbfounded.

If it is really Hua Wudi, even if he loses his memory? On his own territory? Big marriage, still thinking about being the one who gets married.

"Woooooo, you? Why didn't you answer me, Your Highness? Did you regret it?"

Caressing the palm of her soft hair, she said in a helpless voice, "A Wu, as a wife, Kunlun Mountain has become a wife? How can you be a bride price?

Are you marrying me? "

"I don't care, woo woo, I don't want it, I just want to marry you, woo woo, Your Highness, you? Just marry me, I will treat you well, woo woo, don't bully you?"

Yu Feiying lowered her head and smiled with tenderness in her eyes.Acting like a baby and crying for marriage, she is really No.1 in the Six Realms.Maybe? I don't know if she will be too ashamed to lift her head when she regains her memory.

Hua Wudi was tired from crying? Her eyes were flushed and her cheeks were wet. The woman raised her head from her warm embrace, and was about to continue acting coquettishly with Yu Feiying, but she raised her hand to wipe away her tears.

The woman faded from her coldness, and her voice was seductive: "Don't cry, we can discuss it again, how about this, if I make you comfortable? I will marry you, how about it?"

Hua Wudi sniffed, raised her hand and wiped her face with her sleeve, and said softly, "Why, how comfortable?"