Boss Ouyang's funny wife

It was a long and terrible dream! ...

In the dream mirror is despair!It's sad!It's helpless! ...

Everything is fake! ...the fake made him feel heartbroken...

Such a beautiful encounter, such a touching love, was all just a calculation in the end! ...

The corners of Ouyang Shaogong's pale lips were slightly pursed, and his dark eyes quietly looked at the place where he used to live. Everything here seems to have been away from him for a long, long time...

Looking at these familiar and unfamiliar places, Ouyang Shaogong was in a daze for a while.Unknowingly, he walked into a splendid palace, and his empty body pierced through the wall...

Inside the palace, the resplendent furnishings and decorations are eye-catching.A man and a woman sat in the high royal chair, a man in a golden robe hugged a woman in white and sat on the large king chair.

"Ah Wan, can you do one last thing for daddy? After this thing is done, daddy will set you free..." The man hugged the girl even tighter, with such strength that it almost crushed her .

"Father..." The girl frowned slightly, her lips moved slightly, she hesitated to speak, but in the end she was defeated by those fiery eyes. After a long time, the girl sighed softly, "I promise you..."

"Awan, look!..." Fuxi took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to the girl in white. "This was given to me by the high priest before he passed away 1000 years ago!"

After Ah Wan read the letter, her eyes were full of disbelief, and the hand holding the letter trembled violently, "Daddy! Are you crazy!?..."

"A-Wan, I'm not crazy!..." Fuxi clasped A-Wan's hand firmly, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Awan, you are the spirit of Fuxi Qin! You are of the same kind as him, and he will recognize you and like you..."

"Ah Wan, help Dad keep an eye on him, okay?..."

"Ah Wan, his existence threatens Dad's status!"

"Ah Wan, help Dad destroy him!..."

Ah Wan's face was a little pale, she thought she probably knew what Father asked her to do, but... is this really okay?Could it be that in the end, all people will be lost forever because of this, after all, Prince Changqin...is a god!It is the god of heaven and earth music born in accordance with the way of heaven!

"Father, reincarnation of karma, you will never recover if you do this!..."

The prince Changqin was supposed to be a godhead, the only god of music in the world. He was supposed to be born with the qin in his hand, with fifty strings in his hand, and he had the power to destroy the world.

But now, Fuxi is fighting against the law of heaven at all costs, and has spent thousands of years suppressing and preventing the birth of Prince Changqin, even changing his fate and destroying his wheel of life.

So much so that the Prince Changqin, which was supposed to be a god-man with supreme power, became a Fenglaiqin made of Yaoshan wood.The phoenix came to transform the spirit, and then the emperor Nvwa performed the technique of pulling the soul of life, so that the spirit had a complete life. This is the prince Changqin, but it is not the real prince Changqin.

"It turns out...it's like this...planning to destroy me step by step..." Ouyang Shaogong stared at the girl in white in a daze, stretched his hand towards her uncontrollably, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Yiyi, are you still Yiyi in my memory?..."

"No!... You are not my Yiyi! My Yiyi will not treat me so cruelly! You are A Wan! It is the weird, but cruel and heartless A Wan, you are not my Yiyi!" Ouyang Shaogong staggered a few steps back, his expression was gloomy, and he murmured: "I am Ouyang Shaogong, not the prince Changqin! And you are Fuxi's adopted daughter, Awan, not my only wife!..."

Ouyang Shaogong closed his eyes as if evading, as if he didn't know anything, but his trembling body betrayed him, and when he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him had changed.

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A man in white was sitting quietly under the tree, his slender hands were plucking on the strings, the sound of the piano was faint and lingering.The man was gentle and elegant, wearing a white robe as if a god descended. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound on the tree, and then a little girl in white fell from the tree into the man's arms.

Suddenly, the man's bent arm froze.After a while, he lowered his head slightly, and smiled softly at the girl who fell into his arms. His voice was like a clear spring flowing, very pleasant to hear, "Does the girl hurt from falling?..."

The little girl was probably shocked by the man's appearance, her petite face blushed involuntarily, her eyeballs looked at him motionless, and a crisp laughter sounded, "It doesn't hurt! You are holding me!"

These "passing" Ouyang Shaogong who were quietly watching from a distance turned around in pain.

why?Why is such a beautiful encounter a well-planned conspiracy? ! ...