When the woman's face turned around, Cui Mingguang suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Cui Jing!

And who else could it be if it wasn't Jiang Kui who helped her create the rain of petals? A handsome man and a beautiful woman, poetic and picturesque, they really looked like a pair of immortal lovers! Cui Mingguang also remembered that she had seen this scene many years ago.

At that time, she was looking at the two people exchanging glances, and she was burning with jealousy. She didn't even realize that she had dug her fingers into the tree trunk.

Cui Jing, Jiang Kui is the man I like. My father is the lord of a region, and my mother is the legitimate daughter of Wang family. What qualifications do you have to compete with me for him?

After returning, she made up her mind to get rid of Cui Jing.

Over the years, she had never regretted this matter, and had never dreamed of Cui Jing. Why did she dream of that scene now? Cui Jing suddenly stopped and looked directly at Cui Mingguang.

Cui Mingguang subconsciously wanted to hide, but when he thought that this was his dream and Cui Jing had died long ago, what was there for him to be afraid of? So he stood still.

The bright smile on Cui Jing's face disappeared, her face turned pale, and her expression became painful.

The surrounding scenery faded layer by layer and turned into pure white. Jiang Kui was gone too.

Only Cui Jing and Cui Mingguang were left.

"A Guang, why do you treat me like this? If you told me that you liked Brother Zigui, I would never compete with you for him..."

Cui Mingguang sneered: "Rob? You are not worthy! I have my own way to marry the person I like. Do I need you to give way?"

"Are you talking about hiring someone to kill me?" Cui Jing said quietly.

Cui Mingguang smiled: "Kill you? No, I originally wanted those people to destroy your innocence. How could a family like the Jiang family want a woman who had lost her virginity as a daughter-in-law? It's a pity that those idiots took the money but didn't get the job done, letting you escape and fall off the cliff.

"Your death has become a thorn in Jiang Kui's heart. Do you know how much effort I put in to get him to get out of your shadow and start accepting me? Every time I hear him mention you, I want to whip your corpse."

She thought it was a dream and vented her hatred towards Cui Jing unscrupulously, with the venom in her eyes almost overflowing.

Suddenly, the white faded, the illusion disappeared, and Cui Mingguang suddenly found himself standing in the house. The spring light shone through the green gauze window, casting bright spots on the smooth floor.

Everything returned to reality.

I'm not dreaming.

Cui Mingguang seemed to sense something and looked towards the door.

Jiang Kui looked at her in shock. When he saw her looking at him, he retreated as if he had seen a poisonous snake or evil spirit, avoiding it as much as possible.

But he tripped over the threshold.

Cui Mingguang hurried forward to help him.

"Don't come over here!" Jiang Kui shouted.

"Cui Mingguang, you, I didn't expect you to be so vicious. Those gentle and kind faces in the past were all pretended! You deceived me so much! You are not worthy of being the wife of my Jiang family! I will write a letter right now, and you will take care of yourself from now on."

Jiang Kui strode out.

The back view is resolute and indifferent.

“Jiang Kui! Stop right there!” Cui Mingguang chased him out and grabbed his wide sleeves. “What do you mean? Explain yourself clearly! How could I be so cruel? All these years I—”

Jiang Kui pushed her away fiercely, "That's enough! Have you forgotten what you just said? Yue Niang should have lived a happy and fulfilling life, but because of you, she died early."

Finally, he looked at Cui Mingguang deeply and said, "You will be punished for your evil deeds sooner or later."

"Jiang Kui! Don't you have any feelings for me over the years?"

Cui Mingguang really loves this man. For him, he is willing to stain his hands with blood; for him, he is willing to lower himself and restrain his temper; for him, he swallows all kinds of grievances...

But in the end, he ruthlessly wanted to divorce her!

"What do you think? I am terrified to think that the person next to me is such a vicious person."

Jiang Kui strode away without looking back.

Cui Mingguang looked at his back, and in an instant he seemed to have lost all support. He fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Cui Baoluo, who was standing nearby with an invisibility talisman on his face, was very happy watching this scene.

"Sister Zhizhi, let's go." She took Shen Yizhi's hand.

Before leaving, Shen Yizhi raised his hand and shot a talisman towards Cui Mingguang.

That talisman is called the Nightmare Talisman.

For those who apply this amulet, all the evil deeds they have done in the past and the people they have harmed will come to them in their dreams, making them never have peace until they repent completely or end their lives.

After returning home, Cui Baoluo told Cui Mi and Wang Qiantang about the breakup between Jiang Kui and Cui Mingguang.

The two were not comforted.

After all, their Yue Niang is no longer with us.

Even if the enemy was punished, what would it matter? Cui Mi locked himself in the study and didn't even come out for dinner.

Wang Qiantang was forging a sword blank ruthlessly, as if he treated it as an enemy. He put all his strength into every strike, and the muscles on his arms bulged.

Cui Baoluo was very worried.

Shen Yizhi comforted her: "It's okay, let them vent their emotions, it's better than holding it in."

The two of them took Qing Bao to have dinner, and left some food for Cui Mi and Wang Qiantang, putting it in a food box engraved with a heat preservation array so that they could eat at any time if they were hungry.

That night.

Cui Baoluo wrote a letter, recording everything that happened during the day.

Then he took out a whistle, blew it, summoned a bird, rolled up the letter paper, stuffed it into a bamboo tube, and tied it to the bird's leg.

After waiting for a while, she received a reply.

"Bring Shen Yizhi to Xiaoju Mountain tomorrow."

After breakfast the next day, Cui Baoluo said, "Sister Zhizhi, you haven't had a good look around in Dancheng these few days, right? Let me tell you, there are so many delicious and fun things to do in Dancheng. The weather is just right today, I'll take you out for a walk."

"Okay." Shen Yizi readily agreed, taking Qingbao's hand and going out with her.

After eating and strolling along the way, near noon, Cui Baoluo brought Shen Yizhi and Qing Bao to the foot of Xiaoju Mountain.

Xiaoju Mountain, as its name suggests, looks like a small orange from a distance. It is not high, only four or five hundred meters, and the mountain is quite gentle, but the scenery is very nice.

This is the best time of the year, with lush grass and singing birds, and it is neither too cold nor too hot, so many people in the city go out for an outing.

Xiaoju Mountain is people's first choice.

Over time, many vendors gathered at the foot of the mountain, and there was no shortage of tea stalls, wine shops, and so on.

There is a lot of traffic.

Shen Yizi was afraid that Qingbao would be separated by the crowd, so he picked him up.

Qingbao hugged her neck and looked around.

Shen Yizhi was touched by his curious look and kissed him on the cheek, "Please help me find a place with free seats. Let's go there for a picnic."

"There!" Qing Bao pointed to a certain place excitedly, as if he had discovered a new world.