please don't die

"It's almost time."

King Ma Cang Ye said.The sun had already risen halfway, and Jiang also stood up.Her long hair hung wetly behind her, or stuck to her face. In front of her, she walked slowly to the shore, and stretched out her hand to King Ma Cangye who also stood up.

Hui Hui held the hand that was stretched out towards him, and pulled her out of the water to land. The bathrobe was wet and stuck to Jiang's body. It was still a little cold when the chill of early spring had not subsided.

Jiang stretched out his arms to wrap around Macang Yewang's neck, and he also hugged Jiang habitually, because she had just come out of the hot spring, and this was when she was most sleepy.Those eyes were already half-closed, and he would probably fall asleep after walking a few more steps.

There is no smell on Jiang's body, even if she puts on a flower-scented shirt, it won't leave any smell.There is no distance between the two, and it has been like this since a long time ago.

[It's so cold. 】

King Ma Cangye could feel that the arms around his neck had exerted more strength, and his body was getting closer.

Soft.

he thinks.

Regarding the problem of being afraid of the cold, there is still no treatment plan.

"Jiang Ji."

"Ok?"

The answering voice was already indistinct, and she was about to fall asleep.

"It's nothing."

It's too light, Ma Cang Yewang didn't say this sentence.

"Master, the necessary items have been sorted out."

"I see."

Tongziwan felt that his biggest achievement in the past year was not Yin Yang, but getting used to the master and his wife giving him a heart attack at any time.

For example, when the master walked over with his wife in his arms just now.He was used to the situation and acted as if he didn't see anything.As Quanzong said, we can't control the affairs of those two people.

Then tell King Ma Cang Ye that Yuan Laixin had been here before and brought Zuyu over.That was the last one left among all the offerings in the Taishan Prefecture Monarch Festival.He didn't stay any longer, and left immediately after handing the thing to Tongzimaru.

Minamoto Yoshinobu has been very busy recently, and it seems that ghosts have started to appear in Heian capital again, and Tongzimaru also knows about it.He asked King Ma Cang Ye if he needed to take action, and he got the answer that he was indeed waiting.

Tongziwan told himself that what the master did was always reasonable, but he was still a little uneasy.He knew something about the distribution of forces in Heian-kyo. Now the sovereign in the imperial court is Mr. Fujiwara, he can barely be regarded as his master's ally, and Yoshinobu is also one of Mr. Fujiwara's retainers.

And Mr. Fujiwara received the greatest support from the one from Higashi Sanjo-in, and the reason for Taishan Fujun Festival was also prepared for his declining body.

But if it's just like this, you won't be able to use Zuyu, Death Return Jade and other utensils.

What exactly does the master want to do...

If it's Quanzong or the teacher's wife, you probably know it.

Dokomaru thought.

Quanzong ran to the roof to bask in the sun just now, should he be called a cat?

"Although Xiaosheng is a cat, Xiaosheng can still tell what people are thinking."

Tongzimaru was startled by Quanzong's sudden sound, he glanced at the roof and at Quanzong in front of him.

"Aren't you used to it, Doshimaru?"

"It's unbelievable if I get used to it all of a sudden."

By the way, I also want to sigh that the cat's movements are as agile as ever.

"Now that everything is ready, let's start the ceremony."

Ma Cang Ye Wang, who came from the direction of the bedroom, said so.

Jiang hasn't dreamed for a long time, and she spends most of her time in dreamless tranquility.But rare, she had a dream.

"Reincarnation, how can you manipulate it at will!"

It was a very angry voice, old and majestic.She didn't see clearly the appearance of the owner of the voice, and then she heard a chuckle.

"Why not, isn't it already controlled by me, do you want to deny it now?"

The voice that answered belonged to someone she knew so well.

"Insanity!"

The old voice said this word, and at that moment Jiang had the urge to draw the knife, and the sense of danger filled her mind.

"Arrogant?"

King Ma Cang Ye's voice was still full of laughter.

"Then be arrogant."

Jiang was listening.

"Anyway, I got what I wanted."

"In exchange for the spiritual power sealed by those ten things, do you know what this means!"

"It's just that the rare treasure has turned into ten pieces of waste."

"you!"

"Then, if I get what I want, it's time for me to leave."

"Ma Cang Ye Wang! You will regret it!"

"regret?"

"It's always those people who should regret it."

Waking up from the dream, Jiang did not realize for a moment where he was.She sat up, the spring night was still a little cold.

Because it was late at night, there was only the echoing voice and the bleak moonlight in the corridor. Jiang had never had the habit of lighting a lamp in this room, and everything was illuminated by the moonlight.Now the cold air, the cold boards, the cold moonlight.

The bamboo curtain has not been put down, as long as you turn your head slightly, you can see the starry sky.She looked at the night sky, deep black, no, under the twinkling stars, it was more like the petal color of violets that were too dark when they bloomed.

The rich purple, the shining stars, the silent surroundings, and those places that she might not be able to reach in her whole life.There are no insects or birds singing around, only the breeze is whispering an ancient song.

In the silence, she heard footsteps.

"Ma Ye."

She didn't look back, but just let King Ma Cang Ye put the weight of her whole body on her body.He was still in a state of vigilance, and he didn't know that it was related to the previous dream from time to time.Jiang didn't change her posture. At this moment, she seemed to be hugged by Ma Cang Yewang from behind. With a stable temperature supply, she didn't say much.

I don't know how long it took, probably after the moonlight in the sky above her head was blocked by clouds, she felt that the person behind her had returned to her original state.

"Jiang Ji, you heard that, right?"

Jiang nodded.

"He said I'd regret it, but it couldn't stop me from getting what I wanted. Is that funny?"

"I do not know."

There was another silence, and Jiang didn't look at the sky anymore, and she couldn't see Ma Cang Ye Wang's expression in this posture.He simply closed his eyes and listened to the frequency of the heartbeat behind him in the darkness.

"It's a pity, I thought you would know if it was you."

"Ma Ye."

Jiang said.

"are not you tired?"

Jiang who asked this question got a low laugh, and he seemed to be happy again.Jiang didn't know why, but King Ma Cang Ye was really smiling.

That should mean not tired.

At this moment, she felt the hand around her waist unfasten the belt of her underwear.

"What do you think?"

The author has something to say:

Taishan Mansion Monarch Festival + Fake Car

As for the principle of Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice, I read the lyrics of the Yin-Yang Covenant and found that there are various artifacts in it, maybe ten kinds.Historically, Seimei did this to renew the life of Fujiwara Kanko.Ye Wang is writing to continue his life and actually making troubles.

Really happy to drive the fake car.

In the next chapter, King Ye can be taken offline.

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