The ghost wife of the paranoid prince

At that time, Su Yi and Ling Xi were imprisoned together, but it was unknown if he was lucky enough to escape.Later, Su Songfeng locked him up at home, and after the accident in Prince Jing's mansion, Ji Houyan disappeared for another five years. Su Songfeng thought that Su Yi should give up, but he still missed it.

He knew that Su Yi couldn't be persuaded, so he said, "You can take care of yourself, if something happens again, I won't be able to save you."

After he finished speaking, he told the coachman to go back.

Su Yi tightened her clothes, feeling unwilling.

Qu Xiuting will go to the border in ten days, so he meets Ji Houyan at Zuifeng Tower.

After drinking for three rounds, Ji Houyan's face turned a little red.

He was good at drinking back then, but these years, in order to heal his injuries, and also because he had to support his cold body, Ji Houyan seldom touches alcohol, drinking alcohol today is an exception.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the carriage parked under the banyan tree downstairs, and from time to time someone delivered some food into the carriage.

"You go to the border now, and that person followed you?"

When Ji Houyan asked this question, Qu Xiuting also looked at the carriage and nodded slightly: "Yes."

Ji Houyan paused, wanted to say something, then sighed again: "Treat him well."

When he saw Qu Xiuting kneeling outside the hall, he didn't even risk the world's disgrace to marry a man with a military talisman. At that time, Ji Houyan didn't understand, is it worth handing over the military talisman for one person, resigning from office and returning to his hometown?

But looking at himself now, he not only handed over the soldier talisman, but also suffered from the root of the disease in his feet, and even used blood to nourish him every day for his resurrection.

Ji Houyan looked at the painting with him, and reached out to touch it.

At this moment, a waiter served the last dish. He put the dish on the table, and out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the picture scroll next to him. Taking advantage of Ji Houyan's inattention, he snatched it like lightning.

All this happened in an instant, and Ji Houyan's face suddenly changed when he realized it.

He saw clearly the person who took the painting.

"Su Yi." Jihou Suo's voice sounded like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Su Yi looked ferocious, his eyes were hot, and he was about to tear the scroll with both hands: "It's a person who has been dead for 100 years, Ji Houyan, why don't you even look at a living person standing in front of you, but you have to guard a person?" Man of 100 years. Are you a fool? You're obsessed."

Ji Houyan clenched his fists tightly, he didn't dare to move rashly, the painting was in Su Yi's hands, and Su Yi could tear the painting with just one movement of his hand.

"What do you want?" Ji Houyan asked, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Qu Xiuting moved.

Su Yi's eyes were all on Ji Houyan: "Prince Jing, you have always known what I'm thinking. Why did I enter Prince Jing's mansion? It's not all because of you. As long as you marry me, I'm willing to be a concubine. "

It wouldn't be earth-shattering if it was someone else, but Ji Houyan just felt disgusted. He never revealed anything to Su Yi, never showed any kindness to him, let alone looked at this person directly, and he never even looked at the person in front of him. In people's eyes, he has never had an ambiguous behavior towards him.But Su Yi pestered him again and again, Ji Houyan really wanted to kill him with one palm.

"You want this king to be responsible for your wishful thinking?" Ji Houyan sneered.

The next moment, he raised his foot and kicked the sword in Qu Xiuting's hand towards Su Yi.

—The sword sank into his chest, blood splashed and stained the scroll.

Su Yi couldn't believe it, when she fell, she fell out of the window.

Ji Houyan jumped out of the window to grab the scroll, but there was a sharp pain in his feet, his body turned a little bit, and he passed the scroll.

Just when he fell to the ground in a panic, he saw a red figure picking up the painting that had fallen on the ground.

Song Ying rolled up the scroll and handed it to Ji Houyan: "Your?"

Ji Houyan quickly took it over, checked it carefully, and found that there was no scratch, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

"This painting..." Song Ying was about to say something, but Qu Xiuting came over at this moment. Seeing Song Ying get off the carriage, he asked anxiously, "What can you do?"

"It's okay, it's that painting..." Song Ying said, "That painting can suck blood."

After he said this, Ji Houyan realized that Su Yi's blood had splashed on the scroll just now, but now there is no trace of blood on the scroll.

Surprised and delighted, he suddenly had a bold guess in his mind, and he just wanted to try it when he went back.

Ji Houyan thought of this and didn't want to stay here any longer, but that Su Yi's body...

Seemingly seeing that Ji Houyan was in a hurry, Qu Xiuting said: "Don't worry, my lord, I will talk to the governor about this matter."

Ji Houyan nodded, and returned home with the scroll.

He went to the study to hang up the scroll, only to see that Huai Shuhan's lips in the painting were a little rosy.

If you let the girl and Chang Jin come in to see it, you will definitely not be able to see this subtle change, but Ji Houyan is with the scroll every day, looking at the people in the painting, he can draw every line on it with his eyes closed.

Ji Houyan was ecstatic, he raised his sleeves, and made a slash without hesitation with the dagger, and then blood fell on the painting drop by drop.

The blood gradually disappeared from the scroll, as if it had been absorbed.

Huai Shuhan was in the picture scroll, otherwise he wouldn't have sucked his blood.

Thinking of this, Ji Houyan suddenly had a way to get him out.

If you suck blood for him every day, he will definitely appear.

After feeding the blood, Ji Houyan carefully wiped the dust on the scroll with a silk handkerchief.

He regards this painting as a treasure, and no one can touch it except him, and he has to wipe it every day.

Looking at the people in the painting, Ji Houyan was in a daze. He was no longer preoccupied with how to conquer Huai Shuhan and how to make him bow his head and beg for mercy.

Compared to these, he was more thinking of rubbing hands together, holding him in his arms and smelling his breath.

Ji Houyan was a little engrossed in watching, and felt that the person in the painting moved a little bit.

He froze for a moment, then hurriedly stroked his face, "Shu Han, but you showed up?"

Ji Houyan waited for a while, but there was no movement.He smiled wryly, and sat back in the chair again.Seeing things and thinking about people, he actually thought that Huai Shuhan didn't hate him anymore and was willing to come out to see him.

How can you not hate it?After all, he did so many things that were inferior to animals, and forcing him almost made him lose his mind, not to mention that he was a descendant of Meng Yuqing.

Back then, Huai Shuhan didn't kill him just because of Meng Yuqing's face, but now that he already knew that Meng Yuqing betrayed him, why would he still look at him.

"You should hate me, wishing to kill me." Ji Houyan stroked the scroll lightly: "I also know you don't want to see me, Shuhan, but I love you, forgive me for trying to keep you."

When Ji Houyan fell asleep, he kept the painting beside him, so Huai Shuhan was beside Ji Houyan when he appeared from the scroll.

He looked at Ji Houyan with a complicated expression in the dark, and his eyes fell on the scroll next to him.

After Chu Shengyun died five years ago, he asked the old abbot to bury Chu Shengyun in the back mountain of the temple. He entered the picture scroll and asked the old abbot to bury the picture scroll in the coffin.

Huai Shuhan was disheartened, and wanted to bury Chu Shengyun on this long journey to return Chu Shengyun's kindness, but the scroll was forgotten by the old abbot, but he couldn't come out after that.

Perhaps it was because of his low mana that he couldn't get out of the painting, or maybe the aura in the temple was too strong, sealing him in the painting, or maybe it was his own skin, which he couldn't get rid of.

Huai Shuhan naturally knew what Ji Houyan had done these days, but he could only watch and couldn't say anything, until today he tasted the taste of blood again.

Sitting by the bed, Huai Shuhan raised his hand to lift off Ji Houyan's sleeve, the wrist was wrapped in gauze, but when he was feeding blood before, he clearly saw different wounds on it, there were new wounds and old wounds, bloody and bloody, Some wounds have not even healed, and the bone can be seen deep.

Huai Shuhan stretched out his hand to caress the wound above, at this moment, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.He froze for a moment, then struggled violently to return to the painting.

"Don't go." Ji Housuo opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him who was thinking day and night, and whispered like begging: "I've been looking for you so hard, don't go."

He hugged Huai Shuhan violently, afraid that he would not come out again after returning to the painting.

"Shuhan, don't go, I beg you not to go."

Huai Shuhan's eyes darkened, and Ji Houyan's aura made him tremble all over. For so many years, he thought he could forget and get rid of it, but it seemed that Ji Houyan's aura had been burned into his bones and could not go away.

"You are not asleep, how can you...wake up?"

If he had known that Ji Houyan had woken up, he would not have appeared.

Ji Houyan buried his face in his neck, he was afraid that all this in front of him was just a dream of his own, and when he woke up from the dream, there was no Huai Shuhan, and it was still only the painting that accompanied him.

Ji Houyan said almost cautiously: "I've felt it since you appeared, Shuhan, you can't get rid of me."

Huai Shuhan could only give up struggling, it's not that he didn't want to escape from Ji Houyan's hands before, but every time he was caught by him, he couldn't escape.

He thought that after leaving, he would never see this person again, and everything about Meng Yuqing and Ji's family had nothing to do with him, but after going around, he met Ji Houyan again.

Huai Shuhan's mind is in a mess, he doesn't know whether he should hate the person in front of him, or there is another kind of inexplicable emotion in it.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Ji Houyan quickly let go of him: "Did I hurt you?"

Huai Shuhan pursed his lips and remained silent, Ji Houyan said anxiously: "Do you know that I have been looking for you from all over the world these years, and since you disappeared, I have traveled to every place, I searched for your traces, inquired about your news, Shuhan... ...."

When he said this, he didn't know how to go on.Ji Houyan gazed deeply at Huai Shuhan affectionately, and finally mustered up his courage and said: "There is still me in the world, just look at me."

Afraid that Huai Shuhan would refuse, he hurriedly said: "You can let go of the past, you can forgive Meng Yuqing, can you forgive me too?"

Huai Shuhan lowered his eyes slightly, he hadn't figured out his own emotions yet, how would he respond to Ji Houyan's feelings.

He withdrew his hand from Ji Houyan's, Ji Houyan's expression darkened, and he smiled wryly: "You didn't forgive me." After finishing speaking, his expression suddenly went mad: "Just because I am a descendant of Meng Yuqing?"

He suddenly grabbed the dagger next to the pillow and drew it towards his heart, feeling overwhelmed with pain: "If possible, I don't want to be his descendant, Shuhan, this is what the Ji family owes you and I will pay you back, but after paying it back, you can't Get out of my side again."