Nine days of beauty

He pressed her against his forehead even more recklessly, rubbed her ear with his fingertips, wept with his eyes closed, breathed lightly in his mouth, and shivered... almost crying and laughing, almost insane.

There are so many idiots in the world, all the glitz and dust fall.The joys and sorrows of idiotic men and women in the world are all because they can't see through the world.But the person in front of me is not an ordinary person, and after hundreds of thousands of years of world events, the turbulent times, abdication of the throne, throwing away the dust and avoiding the world here, how did he fall into such obsession?

Seeing the faint red light scattered around him, Feng Jiu trembled her eyes slightly, knowing that Donghua's six veins were out of order, which is really not good.

"Dijun... Calm down, get rid of distracting thoughts, or you will be enchanted!"

Feng Jiu's fingertips were white, and she pushed him away with one palm, and then joined her fingers together, and poured spells on the center of his eyebrows, kneading formulas to suppress his gushing demon nature.

Donghua's spiritual consciousness has fallen into a trance, only knowing that the demon in her heart is very crazy, if she doesn't suppress it forcibly, it will definitely overcome her internal force.Dizzy, he looked at her...

She felt that the two internal forces in his body were restraining each other, thinking that he would unblock the six channels by himself, she was startled, "Dijun, no!"

As soon as the words fell, a fishy sweetness welled up in the throat, an undercurrent ran through the air, and when the candlelight died out, the surrounding area became dark.

In the Taishen palace, the chilling demonic aura gradually dissipated, and the night returned to its usual tranquility.

On the couch, Feng Jiu settled down, white light slowly passed into his body from behind, calming his six meridians.It's just that his internal energy is too strong, and she spent more than half of her vitality after sorting it out, her face was pale, her hair was wet with cold sweat, and she was almost collapsed.

She supported him in front of the couch and helped him lie down, panting slightly, with little strength left.

Fortunately, he overcame his demonic nature in time, so he didn't go mad, but because of this, his vitality was seriously injured, and he vomited blood and fainted.

Feng Jiu wiped the blood on his lips, not knowing what to do.

The Buddha has a compassionate heart and saves everyone, but she feels compassion for the person in front of her, but she doesn't know how to help him.

Si Minghou was outside the hall, the evil energy around him faded away, and just now he entered the inner hall, but he saw Feng Jiu lying in front of the couch, his face was almost bloodless, as if unable to move.

"Empress!" Si Ming exclaimed in a low voice, stepped forward to help her up and sat on the couch, worried in her heart, "Do you want to send the medicine king to come?"

"No need." Feng Jiu supported the edge of the couch, shaking her head slightly, "This matter should not be made public, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles. I can recover my vitality by calmly adjusting my breath for a few days."

Si Ming was hesitant, and asked each other thoughtfully, "Empress, you are seriously injured. If so, the emperor wakes up, how can I explain it?"

"You don't need to let the emperor know about this matter, just let him suppress it."

Feng Jiu wiped off the sweat from her forehead, and got up with difficulty. When Si Ming saw her, she hurriedly helped her up, and only heard her say, "The emperor's demons are caused by me, so there is no need to disturb him anymore. I have been in the side hall for the past few days. Self-cultivation, the Emperor asked about it, and replied that I am practicing Zen."

But one day, the emperor opened his eyes in a dream and woke up, and saw Feng Jiu lying in front of him in a trance, and he felt relieved, but when his consciousness became clear, the surroundings were still as empty as 2 years ago. He got off the couch in a hurry, and smashed the snow lotus decoction on the side in a hurry.

Listening to the movement, Si Ming walked quickly into the hall, only to see Donghua staring at the snow lotus scattered on the ground in a daze.

They clasped their hands together, "Dijun, are you feeling better?"

The memory of suppressing demonic nature was in a mess. Donghua didn't know if Feng Jiu was hurt by him, so he blurted out, "Where's Jiu'er?"

"The empress has been meditating in the side hall for the past few days, and told me not to let anyone disturb her."

Hearing what Si Ming said, Donghua felt relieved, but also lost. He was fainted like this, but she still wanted to practice Zen in her heart.

In the distance, the golden light diffused across the sky, and the auspicious clouds rolled and murmured all over the sky. The bright light reflected the entire Heavenly Palace and pointed directly at the Taichen Palace, which opened the eyes of the entire fairy world.

Not long after, the ray shot out like a sharp sword, falling straight on the side hall, flashing with universal light and shining brightly.

"What's the sign?"

Bai Qian looked at the golden light from the Taichen Palace in the distance from the high platform, she didn't seem to be robbed, but she had never seen it before.

"I'm afraid Xiaojiu is a sign of Buddha's shadow."

Ye Hua speculated that in the collection of Buddhist scriptures that Emperor Donghua had read with him, such a scene was described. Those who are under the shadow of the Buddha will go to Lingshan Bliss in just a few days and become Buddhas without thoughts.

In his heart, he only felt that Emperor Donghua was obsessed with him, but he had no good results, so he felt sorry for him.

Feng Jiu's body was still so weak that when he saw the shadow of the Buddha descending, he reluctantly got up and knelt down to worship the Buddha. The jade flute transformed into a ray of blue light flying up, and the shadow of a person was nothing but Wenchang.

Feng Jiu was surprised, but smiled. It turned out that he had already transformed into a Buddha.

His voice was ethereal and ethereal, and the entire heavenly palace echoed, "Ah Jiu, you have passed away, and you have cut off all emotions and desires, and you have compassion in your heart. You are under the shadow of the Buddha, but it is only three days. I need you to get rid of the mortal fate, and I will send you off." To bliss."

Donghua stood outside the side hall, listening to Wen Chang's words, seeing the Buddha's shadow fade away, and the surroundings returned to normal. It seemed that the scene just now was just a dream, but he knew that the people in the side hall really wanted to leave.

In a daze, he somehow walked into the courtyard, leaning against the gazebo, imagining rows of Zheyan and peach blossom wine. At this moment, he didn't know what else he could do besides drinking.

He didn't dare to face her pitiful but ruthless attitude anymore, so he had to get drunk alone and live for tens of thousands of years. There was never a moment when he was so helpless and hopeless as he is now.

Everyone in the Bai family already knew that the whole family came to the Taichen Palace together. Donghua no longer asked. Under Si Ming's guidance, they entered the side hall to say goodbye to Feng Jiu until night fell. The family members left the side hall, only Bai Qian stayed behind.

"Xiao Jiu, you have crossed yourself to become a Buddha this time, have you thought about how to arrange the emperor? As far as he is concerned, this is not a good result."

Feng Jiu was leaning in front of the couch. In order not to worry the Bai family, she braced herself to say goodbye to them, exhausting her mind and mind. At this moment, she didn't have much energy. She just said in vain, she was already lazily closing her eyes and resting her mind , but opened it again, silently shaking his head.

"For everything in the world, if there is an effect, there must be a cause. People in the world don't know cause and effect, how can cause and effect spare anyone?" Feng Jiu lowered her head slightly, as if thinking about it, got up and bowed to her.

"Auntie, the emperor's heart demon has already been formed. I suppressed it yesterday, but if he does this again in the future, I hope Auntie will be grateful for the family relationship with Feng Jiu and help him."

That night, Bai Qian was walking on the long road of Tiangong, thinking of Feng Jiu's bow, she lowered her eyes.

Does Feng Jiu have feelings in her heart?But she wants to save herself and become a Buddha.

Is Feng Jiu heartless?But she wanted the emperor to be at peace.

Donghua had already emptied a hundred bottles of wine jug in the courtyard, and poured it into his mouth without stopping. Si Minghou was on the side, neither persuading him nor not persuading him.

Finally, I couldn't bear the emperor being so drunk and dreaming of death, so I stepped forward and said, "Dijun, it will be difficult to see the empress again after the empress is gone. The Bai family has said goodbye to her. Why is the emperor bothering this, not to say goodbye to the empress?"

Donghua felt a little groggy, and it was rare for him to be drunk.No matter how much you drink on weekdays, it doesn't matter. It's true that everyone is drunk without alcohol.

Hearing Si Ming's words, he just smirked, "She and the Bai family can talk for a whole day, but I have nothing to say."

With a wave of his hand, Si Ming stepped back, leaving him alone.

There is always her in the memory of the scene in the courtyard, no matter when she was a little maid, clamoring to repay her kindness, or determined to cut off her tail for love, and how many days and nights of embracing each other...

Before he knew it, he had opened the door and entered the side hall. In a daze, she stood in front of the door in white, which brought him back to his senses from his memory.