After the avatar is reborn

It hurts...it hurts.

In front of Nianqiao was Fu Qingming's face and that blurred figure.

He woke up on a cloudy and rainy day, his skin was as pale as paper, and his breathing became short of breath. He was clearly dead, but he seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat.

Ten days had passed since his death, and he watched helplessly as his body was wrapped in a straw mat by the guards and sent out of the palace gate. He could not see the sun during the day, and he could only stay in a dark place.

"Everywhere in this palace is full of yin, do you know where we will go in the end? There is a Yin lock platform cast in the Tongque Palace, and after jumping off it, the soul will be scattered..."

"For lonely ghosts like us, it's too difficult to take away human spirit-qi. A few days ago, there wasn't a ghost, that kid was lucky."

A few elongated ghosts were whispering, what the Yan ghost was talking about was Nianqiao.

Nian Qiao sat next to the water tank with his knees hugged. He had a pretty good appearance during his lifetime, but after his death, his beauty was fully displayed, and his appearance was reflected in the water.

The face is delicate and dimpled, the eyes are full of spring water, the mouth contains Zhu Dan, and the eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, full of charm.

After Nianqiao became a ghost, the first thing he did was to seek revenge from Fu Qingming.

But he died in the palace and was trapped in the palace and couldn't get out. Fu Qing would go to court every day, and the palace of the Son of Heaven was full of yang, so he couldn't get close.

What's more, he is very weak now, it's easy for a ghost to harm people, he doesn't want to harm innocent people, after a few days, he won't be able to touch the human's essence-qi, his body will sometimes become transparent, close to fainting.

Today is a cloudy and rainy day, the sky is gray, this is the only way for Ji Xuerong to return to the palace.

If he couldn't reach Fu Qingming, he went to Ji Xuerong first.

The crown prince of the Eastern Palace is widely known. It is rumored that he was sick when he was young, and his health was not very good. Usually sick people have weak yang energy, and with the rainy weather escorting him, he intends to take advantage of the situation to take revenge.

The rainy day and the earth seem to be blurred, the petals of peony flowers are blown off, the five-clawed golden dragon is carved on the carriage in the distance, and the golden silk dome is looming.

Nian Qiao seized the opportunity, he floated to the side of the carriage, and got into the carriage while the people inside were talking.

He had never seen Ji Xuerong before, knowing that Ji Xuerong could not see him, when he met those eyes, there seemed to be a layer of coolness behind him.

Ji Xuerongsheng's appearance was incomparably beautiful, his appearance was extremely bright, his temperament was dignified and indifferent, his eyes were like frost and snow, when he came in, his eyes fell on him.

Just for a moment, Ji Xuerong quickly looked away, half concealing the dark lines on the bright yellow cuffs, and said to the guards outside: "Let's go to the Golden Luan Hall first."

The Jinluan Hall is the place where Dang Shengjing and the Emperor lived, and the Nianqiao couldn't get in there, so he wanted to deal with Ji Xuerong on the way.

Nianqiao stretched out his hand to pinch Ji Xuerong's neck, but when he was about to touch Ji Xuerong, his thin white fingertips turned transparent and passed directly through Ji Xuerong.

Ji Xuerong leaned against the wall of the carriage to read a book, her side face was indifferent and delicate, the carriage was lit with Lengxi incense, and the fragrance floated faintly in mid-air.

It used to be transparent and then recovered after a while, but now not only has it not recovered, but his palms and arms have also begun to become transparent.

Even though Nianqiao has become a gorgeous ghost, he is not as good as an ordinary ghost, at least the ordinary ghost can still maintain its shape.

He can't even maintain his shape, and he won't harm people or eat other ghosts.

If it goes on like this, maybe he will die before the revenge is finished.

The enemy is in front of him, Nianqiao is a little anxious, if he is still human, maybe this will make his face blush.

You can't just let Ji Xuerong go.

The carriage drove towards the Jinluan Hall, Nianqiao's figure gradually became transparent, and the guard outside said: "Your Highness, we will be there soon."

Nianqiao's face turned pale, he felt that his form was dissipating, maybe today he would dissipate.

Rather than harming other people, the culprit is here, why not...

Different from other ghosts, Yangui's inhalation of human energy was done by means of seductiveness. After Nianqiao became a ghost, he knew what to do without a teacher.

He leaned over to kiss Ji Xuerong, touched the warm lips, his fingertips trembled slightly.

His hands were useless now, the carriage was bumping, and he sat on Ji Xuerong's lap in a hurry, looking into Ji Xuerong's eyes, Ji Xuerong seemed to have noticed something.

Nianqiao felt what he wanted, he stepped forward slightly, this is not harmful, it would be best if he could let Ji Xuerong die on the carriage.

His lips and teeth blended together, Nianqiao was not used to this, his complexion turned rosy little by little, his translucent hands recovered, and a strange feeling filled his whole body, making him want to merge with Ji Xuerong subconsciously.

"Ugh..."

Nianqiao sucked Ji Xuerong's energy, but Ji Xuerong didn't respond, but his own hands were weak and he was going to be unable to hold on any longer.

Maybe it was the other way around, it was Ji Xuerong who wanted to kill him.

Nianqiao stopped embarrassingly, he almost lost himself in the revenge if he failed in revenge, when the carriage stopped, he immediately broke free from Ji Xuerong.

The curtain of the car was lifted for a moment, and Ji Xuerong in the car maintained the posture just now, he was pressed and could not move, after a gust of wind came in, he seemed to see a beautiful red face.

The color of Ji Xuerong's eyes changed slightly, and her fingertips touched the robe on her lap, where it was wet.

With a strange fragrance.

……

It was still raining at night, and the rain curtain in the distance was connected with the boundless night.Only one lamp was lit in the main hall of the Eastern Palace, Ji Xuerong read a few books, then turned off the lamp and went to bed.

In the dream, he saw that face again.

The other party seems to have grown out of the most secret desire in his heart, a pair of deer eyes are extremely clear, revealing all the emotions when looking at people, the tip of the nose is clean and round, and the corners of the lips are slightly pursed.

It seemed extremely wronged to appear in his dream.

It was also in the East Palace in the dream, but the sky was gray, it seemed to be dusk, the golden branches were in full bloom, and the afterglow of the setting sun was setting. There were no servants here, only the two of them.

"Are you in the carriage today?" Ji Xuerong asked.

Nianqiao was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Ji Xuerong to notice that even this person was conscious in his dream, obviously he could transform into the person Ji Xuerong likes in his dream.

Is Ji Xuerong too unfathomable, or Ji Xuerong likes him... He doesn't think it's the latter.

After all, they had never met before.

"It's me...I'm here to take your life."

Nianqiao specially brought a dagger here, if his body dissipated again, he wanted to kill Ji Xuerong before his body dissipated.

The dagger failed to touch Ji Xuerong, Nianqiao met Ji Xuerong's eyes, Ji Xuerong's eyes were restrained and calm, and it was the same in his dream, as if there was nothing he could care about.

Maybe it was because he had absorbed Ji Xuerong's energy in the afternoon, and now when he got close to someone, he subconsciously didn't want to kill him, but another desire rose in his heart to let him destroy Ji Xuerong in another way.

Nianqiao's face turned red, his eyelashes were wet, and a strange fragrance emerged from his surroundings. The fragrance was strong and fascinating, and he immediately wanted to escape from Ji Xuerong's dream.

Perhaps dreams can maximize the thoughts in people's hearts. The first time Ji Xuerong saw Nianqiao, the thoughts that were suppressed in the depths of his heart emerged.

...wanted to possess him.

Nianqiao's wrist is held, the dreamer is here, and the dream changes according to the dreamer's thoughts.

He was tightly shackled, and his body changed in an instant, turning into a soft couch in the main hall. Ji Xuerong looked down at him condescendingly.

"If you are so afraid, how are you going to kill me?"

Nianqiao's fingertips trembled slightly, he was controlled by Ji Xuerong, and he kissed the melted snow-colored deep pool in the other's eyes, and he shuddered from the tailbone.

"You..." Nianqiao's lips and teeth were blocked, he was disgusted in his heart, but his body reacted subconsciously, catering to Ji Xuerong enthusiastically.

The dream turned into a beautiful dream, Nianqiao's clothes were torn off, his skin and flesh were as white as lotus root clothes in the mud, the tone of his voice changed, and visions surrounded them.

He obviously wanted to push Ji Xuerong away, but his body involuntarily wrapped around Ji Xuerong.

The golden branches in the background are fully bloomed, revealing the bright red cores inside, and the thin cores seem to be moistened together.

Nian Qiao left in embarrassment in the morning, his face has returned to his normal appearance, but there is no good place on his body, obviously he has become a ghost, why does he still have marks on his body.

He came here to kill Ji Xuerong, but the enemy took advantage of him instead.

Depressed and angry, Nianqiao sat back beside his own water tank, nestled beside the water tank and remained motionless.

……

Ji Xuerong woke up from the dream, the feeling of touch in the dream and the call sound as thin as a cat seemed to be still there, he slightly lowered his eyes to look at his fingertips.

Since he was young and sensible, he has been emotionally indifferent, and he has never had such a beautiful dream.

The appearance of the boy in the dream was deeply imprinted in his mind. As it was still dark today, Ji Xuerong took the pen and drew clusters of gorgeous red medicinal flowers on the drawing paper.

Lying in the middle was a young man, his clear eyes were wet, shame and anger intertwined, his thin white fingertips were like crushed flower juice, showing a seductive blush.

The painting was left to dry in the hall, and after a few days, the boy never entered his dream again.

It seemed to be a flash in the pan, just a dream.

Because Nianqiao has enough energy, he doesn't have to worry about dissipating.

It is rumored that after being sucked by a voluptuous ghost, he will die of exhaustion in a few days.He kept guard for several days, but he didn't hear the news of Ji Xuerong's death, but he could still see Ji Xuerong's sedan chair passing by every day.

The Prince of the East Palace is fine, the marks on Nianqiao's body did not stay long, and disappeared within half a day.

He gritted his teeth angrily watching from the side, but there was nothing he could do about Ji Xuerong.

He shouldn't have sucked Ji Xuerong's energy back then, but now he can't help but pounce on someone when it touches someone, and he can't help but control him in his dream.

For this reason, Nianqiao made a special trip to ask the ghost messengers. The ghost messengers often appeared at night to catch ghosts who had accumulated a certain amount of resentment and harmed others.

Nian Qiao knew that sooner or later he would be arrested by ghost messengers. After all, he wanted to harm people, so he was not very afraid of ghost messengers.

"Brother Guicha, why am I being controlled by the other party when I fall into a dream, and I can't kill him if I want to kill him?"

Ghost messengers like to watch little ghosts steal chickens and make money, and then look at Nianqiao. Although he looks good, he has shallow skills and is easy to deceive.

"Why else, some auras are weak in life, and they will become weak ghosts after death."

"I think you should stop thinking about harming others. Although the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace is weak and his aura is cloudy, he has dragon energy to protect his body. He will be a monarch in the future."

"If you harm him, you will be sent to the eighteenth floor of hell."

Nianqiao was a little displeased, why would he be thrown into hell for harming Ji Xuerong, he was killed by Ji Xuerong, could the emperor break the law?

He wanted La Ji Xuerong to go to hell.

He was always bullied when he was alive, and now he is also bullied when he becomes a ghost.

Nianqiao was a little bit reconciled, he looked at himself in front of the water tank at night.

His fingernails became faintly transparent, he was weak...but he was a ghost after all, he didn't believe that Ji Xuerong would always be safe and sound.

But what if he didn't kill Ji Xuerong and was bullied again.

Nian Qiao hesitated a little beside the water tank, but finally his desire for revenge overcame the latter, he entered the East Palace in the middle of the night and fell into Ji Xuerong's dream.

Exactly the same dream, today Ji Xuerong was wearing formal clothes, the black python robe was hanging down, the tassels under the jade crown turned slightly, those eyes looked at him, her cold face was slightly dazed.

Before he could speak, Ji Xuerong asked, "Where have you been recently?"

This question came out of Ji Xuerong's mouth, it was a little strange, where did he go to care about Ji Xuerong's shit.

He's here for revenge.

Nianqiao failed to take out the dagger, his wrist was held by Ji Xuerong, Ji Xuerong kept his eyes on him, and said gently: "Gu Yuan was rude, I never asked your name."

"……What's your name?"