"Lord Qianye~"
Hua Qingcheng covered her heart and cried out the name in pain.
The figure of the man in black kept appearing in her mind, and now he was standing in front of her. Her heart was filled with confusion, inexplicable fear and helplessness. She didn't know who this man was and why he made her so miserable.
"very good……"
The man in black curled his lips into a smile, seemingly very satisfied with Hua Qingcheng's reaction. His gaze was piercing, as if he wanted to see through Hua Qingcheng's eyes to the depths of her heart.
Hua Qingcheng felt as if he could see through her soul. She didn't know what this man wanted to do.
"Xingyue, it seems that no matter how many times you reincarnate, you still remember me..."
Qianye waved his hand slightly, and a stone table and chairs appeared before his eyes. He sat down at the stone table, and the next moment, a zither appeared on the tabletop. It was exactly the same as the one Hua Qingcheng usually played.
"This is..." Hua Qingcheng looked puzzled as she watched the strange behavior of the strange man in black.
"Xingyue, this is... this is the Yaoqin that I made especially for you. It was once the most powerful weapon in your hands..."
Qianye's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes were cold, and his slender, white fingers with distinct joints gently stroked the strings, and it seemed as if he was stroking the face of the owner of the zither through the strings.
"I am not Xingyue, sir, you have the wrong person!" Hua Qingcheng was very wary of the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Young Master?"
"hehe……"
The man in black sneered slightly, and glanced at Hua Qingcheng with a cold and indifferent look, the woman who was once the goddess of his Dark Temple.
Qian Ye, the overlord of the underworld, seemed to disdain Hua Qingcheng's worldly address to him, but he still placed his hand on the jade zither and began to play it with "clang clang ~ clang clang ~".
The sound of the piano was ethereal and melodious, as well as extremely cold, as if it could pierce one's soul.
Hua Qingcheng narrowed her eyes slightly. She felt as if on both sides of the road ahead, brilliant, graceful, and flaming flowers bloomed, dazzling and eye-catching. They were the flowers that grew on the Yellow Springs Road, by the Forgetful River, the bridge to the underworld.
However, when Hua Qingcheng wanted to take another step forward to investigate, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head. The man in black saw Hua Qingcheng holding her head in pain and had no choice but to stop playing the piano.
"Stars and Moon~"
"Dong Ming... is he really that good? Is he worth you giving up your goddess body and falling into reincarnation again and again for him..."
Qianye looked at Hua Qingcheng with a look of pain on her face, but saw him stand up from the stone table. With a wave of his wide black sleeves, the stone table, chairs and the jade harp all disappeared in the next moment.
Since Hua Qingcheng, no, since Xingyue regained her Yaoqin, Qianye has tried countless times to awaken her memory, hoping that this woman would remember him. However, even Qianye, the God of the Netherworld, could not go against the will of heaven.
The Dark Temple, or perhaps Xingyue, who was originally the goddess of the Light Temple, had long ago abandoned her goddess body and fallen into reincarnation for the God of Light, Dongming, just to continue her past life's love with him in the human world...
After erasing Hua Qingcheng's memory of meeting himself, the God of the Underworld Qianye disappeared from the Yaoqin space, and Hua Qingcheng's consciousness, whose memory had been erased, returned to her body.
The next morning, Hua Qingcheng, who was sleeping in the arms of Si Chengfeng in the Yixia Garden of the East Palace, also woke up slowly.
However, Hua Qingcheng only had the memory of Su Mutiansheng and Gongsun Muxue's farewell meeting with her in her mind. Hua Qingcheng had nothing about Qianye, as if Qianye had never appeared.
"Afeng, why don't you get some more sleep?"
As soon as Hua Qingcheng opened her eyes, she found Si Chengfeng beside her staring at her intently. She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently scratch the tip of the man's nose lovingly.
"Qingcheng, thank you for taking care of my father!" Si Chengfeng hugged Hua Qingcheng tightly, rested his head on her neck and rubbed it gently, greedily absorbing the warmth and love from this woman.
"Afeng, do we still need to say thank you to each other?" Hua Qingcheng looked at Si Chengfeng with pretended anger, then gently held his face and kissed him gently on the forehead.
"Qingcheng, you're right. There's really no need to express gratitude for this great favor, because... it's not enough. I'd better... pledge my love to you!"
Si Chengfeng's eyes were as charming as silk, and he smiled tenderly. He raised his hands and tightened them around Hua Qingcheng's slender waist, which was barely slender enough to be held in one hand. Then, his lips touched hers, and their tongues intertwined in an unstoppable fusion. The two, overcome with passion, soon became entangled in each other...
At the same time, in the Golden Palace.
"If you have the documents, please submit your report. If you don't, please leave the court!"
As the sound of the ceremony from the Imperial Household Department rang out, the morning court session of the Laifeng Kingdom was nearing its end.
"Your Majesty, I, Fu Ling, have a memorial to make!"
The Director of the Imperial Observatory, holding a tablet, stepped out from the line of civil officials on the left and bowed to Emperor Nalan Yunzhi who was sitting on the golden throne.
"Speak!" Nalan Yunzhi raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with a little fatigue.
"Your Majesty, I observed the sky last night and found something unusual, so I cast a divination," Fu Ling said seriously.
"Speak!" Nalan Yunzhi, who seemed dissatisfied with this guy's habit of speaking in fragments and was already a little tired, urged impatiently.
"Your Majesty, according to the hexagram, the term of office of our capital's City Goddess has expired, and a new City God will soon take over..."
"Your Excellency, please take care of such matters."
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