After waking up, I became the god's fiance

Qingqing didn't know that Jiang Sesur didn't understand, and asked him:

"Surther, shall we go back to the hotel?"

"Um……"

"He's not going back today."

Chong Yan's voice sounded, and Jiang Sesur turned to look at him, and saw him calmly saying:

"It's too late, have dinner first, rest here for one night before going back."

"Ah?" Are you going to sleep with Chong Yan again?

Should I pretend to be reserved?

"Will it bother Your Highness too much?"

He said, looking at Qingqing, Qingqing glanced at Chongyan, and laughed dryly:

"I won't bother you, Your Highness likes how crowded people are! Just live here, Sese!"

"Really? That's good."

The three of them changed places for dinner, Qingqing couldn't help but send a wechat message to Jian Yun while eating:

"Brother Yun, save DD, I found out that I am such a big light bulb!"

"?? Your Highness is with Mr. Xiao Jiang?"

"Yes! From sitting down to now, His Highness's eyes are full of rustling, and he didn't give me half of his eyes. I'm so redundant, help!"

Jian Yun sent a smiling face:

"You won't eat and leave quickly?"

"Brother Yun, how can you say such cold words with your 37°C mouth?"

"Your Highness finally met Mr. Xiao Jiang once, you have to be more sensible, Qing!"

"Okay, this family doesn't need me anymore, let's go, the old sad person in this city."

Halfway through Jiang Sesur's meal, Qingqing stood up wiping her mouth:

"I'm full! I went to play games with my buddies. Your Highness and Sese eat slowly!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away. Seeing that he had only eaten a bowl of rice, Jiang Sesur was a little puzzled as to why the rice cook, who usually eats a lot of food, ate so much today.

Chong Yan seemed very worried about affecting Jiang Sesur, saying:

"Don't worry about him. He knows the way here, and he will find food by himself when he's hungry. It's you, eat more, otherwise I will be very embarrassed if I neglect you."

"How come, these are already very rich." Jiang Sesu blinked at him, "I can eat delicious food here every time, and I am satisfied, hee hee."

"That's good." Chong Yan raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

After the two finished their meal, Chong Yan took him to the bedroom.

Along the way, there are still pavilions, gardens and waterside pavilions, and even two cranes were seen by the pool.

Although it is night, there are shadows of flowers and trees, but there is no gloomy atmosphere. Instead, it is hazy and beautiful, like a paradise left alone in the world.

Passing by a brightly lit and resplendent palace-like building, he couldn't help but stop and asked:

"Your Highness, what is this place, why is it so beautiful?"

"It's the Museum of Divine History." Chong Yan looked back at him, the shadow fell on his eyebrows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, "Would you like to go see it?"

"is it okay?"

"Of course." Chong Yan said, "Let's go."

Jiang Sesur is naturally curious, not to mention that it is still early, if possible, he also wants to spend more time in this restricted area that ordinary people cannot enter.

The two walked into it. This place was quite different from other places. The lights were bright and bright. When they walked into the main hall, when they looked up, there were rows of glass window cabinets. Inside the cabinets were densely packed, all of which were dark blue books. It is three stories high, with cabinets on three sides, and its grandeur is shocking.

Chong Yan said: "This is the history of all the lives of the gods since 2000."

"Oh my God, is every generation here?" Jiang Sesur looked at those booklets, only to feel that the long river of history is boundless and boundless, and he is as small as a gravel.

"Yes, every generation is there." Chongyan stepped up to the middle rectangular plaque and said, "This is the name taboo and birth and death year of the gods of the past."

Jiang Sesu walked over curiously, and at a glance, there were densely packed, engraved vertically, all of which were the names of the gods, and the brackets under the names were the years of birth and death.

He first glanced at it roughly. Chongyan is the 97th generation of gods, so there are 96 names in total. The last generation of gods is called Chongxi, and the last generation is called Chongyue.

Looking further ahead, the names are all similar. By the 6th generation, the name suddenly changed to three characters. The name of the 6th generation is especially nice, called Chongyunju.

Chong Yunju, he recited it in his heart, suddenly, a feeling of deja vu filled his heart, in a trance, as if he had experienced this moment.

The magical familiarity almost overwhelmed him.

Chongyan on the side looked at him expressionlessly, seeing his dazed expression, asked:

"What's wrong with Seth?"

"It's nothing..." Jiang Sesur looked up and smiled at him, pointing to Chong Yunju and said, "The name of this highness is very special and nice."

After hearing this, Chongyan was stunned for a second, then smiled strangely:

"The name is very special... Heh, the name is very special."

Jiang Sesu didn't know what he meant, but felt a little embarrassed, so he lowered his head and looked at it pretending to be curious.

"Huh?" Jiang Sesu saw keenly that Chong Yunju's birth and death years were very close, "My God, this Highness only lived for 20 years..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had offended by a slip of the tongue, and quickly said to Chongyan:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

However, Chongyan was neither angry nor unconcerned, his eyes couldn't hide his sadness under the bright light, his eyelashes fell, his sight stayed on Chongyunju's name, and said in a low voice :

"It was suicide. The only god who committed suicide. From then on, the Chong family set a taboo to strictly prohibit the gods from committing suicide."