Chapter 135 Chapter 135 "You are finally my wife."...
Just as the Spring Festival Banquet is bound to come, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
Jiu Zhao and Zhu Yan slept in the same bed.
When blowing out the candle, Zhu Yan habitually reached out and wanted to hold her in his arms.
But she raised her arms to block Zhu Yan's approach.
"Feel sorry."
Jiu Zhao apologized without giving any reason. He just turned his body in the opposite direction with a rustle of fabric.
Even though her lover, whom she hadn't seen for many days, was by her side, she really needed to be alone and reflect tonight.
However, this time, Zhu Yan came up again.
He wrapped his arms around Jiu Zhao's waist from behind, rested his chin in the crook of her neck, and whispered, "Zhao Niang, a day without seeing you feels like three years...
"I really miss you, don't push me away."
Excessive weariness is often mixed with anxiety.
Zhu Yan has always been sensitive. He takes her joy as joy and her anger as anger.
The reason why I felt uneasy was naturally because I was influenced by her.
After realizing this, Jiu Zhao had no choice but to relax his resisting body and let him go in silence.
"Everything will be fine."
Zhu Yan's words of comfort turned into a kiss on her ear. "I just hope you can sleep peacefully and have a good night."
…
Unfortunately, Zhu Yan's hopes were dashed.
Tomorrow Lan Qi will be lured into the magic circle and killed.
To be safe, she needs to extract the trace of immortal consciousness that remains deep in his sea of consciousness tonight.
Jiu Zhao closed his eyes, confirming that it was Lan Qi who allowed him to spy on his memory, so there was no point in secretly waiting for the fairy maid to bring him the bedtime message.
She did not sit in meditation, but directly communicated with the immortal consciousness on the other side, wanting to control it to leave Lan Qi's mind and then recover it.
From awakening to connection, the whole process went extremely smoothly, and Lan Qi's brain seemed to have no defenses against her at all.
Open all corners to her and let the spiritual consciousness come and go freely.
Just before he was about to withdraw from his mind, Jiu Zhao was attracted by a flash of light again——
He was actually dreaming.
She thought she wasn't the only one who was nervous about the arrival of the Spring Festival Banquet.
But the facts before him told him that Lan Qi, who had deceived her with the false news sent by the fairy maid a few days ago, was so indifferent.
...What kind of beautiful dream could make him so impatient to become like this?
Knowing that no matter what happens, leaving directly is the safest and most appropriate way.
But curiosity killed the cat.
Jiu Zhao couldn't help but swim over quietly.
Practice makes perfect. With the experience of peeping last time, Jiu Zhao skillfully adjusted the arc of his spiritual consciousness and placed it close to the top of the dream core.
The accident happened in an instant.
Before he could see the scene clearly, a crack suddenly appeared on the smooth outer wall of the core.
An irresistible force sucked in the wisp of immortal consciousness.
“!!”
Oh no, did she fall into Lan Qi's trap? !
After a dizzying moment, Jiu Zhao woke up in his new body.
Lan Qi, wearing a red robe, stood beside her, and in her folded palms stood a gorgeous round fan embroidered with pomegranate leaves.
Pomegranate symbolizes many children and good fortune.
Jiu Zhao still does not have the right to control his body.
But with just a glance at the things, she knew what Lan Qi was dreaming about.
This was the scene more than four thousand years ago.
It was her wedding ceremony with Lan Qi.
No longer needing to inhabit a man's body, she became herself again—
It's the past, the self she couldn't bear to look back on.
"The Qi Kuo Jue is complete, the Heavenly Chariot rises—"
The officiating officer, standing in the clouds, announced every step of the celebration.
In Jiu Zhao's real memory, they had never gotten to this point.
Because he hated her, he tore off the crown on her head before signing the contract, and then the two of them pulled and chased each other and came to the Changshengtai together.
This is probably a fiction based on Lan Qi's imagination.
Why did he dream of their wedding scene the night before the Spring Festival Banquet?
She had clearly told him long ago that Zhu Yan was the one she had chosen for her life.
You can't be fantasizing that you will break your contract and agree to marry him just to get the other half of the Phoenix blood, right?
Jiu Zhao's mood was filled with doubt and heaviness.
However, the wedding scene in the dream was very joyful.
After pulling away the round fan, they followed the customs of the immortals and each held one end of the red silk woven into a love knot.
The two of them walked slowly side by side along the endless brocade carpet.
When it came to boarding the celestial chariot, she was the goddess and Lan Qi was her husband. She took the first step and Lan Qi leaned forward slightly and followed behind her.
He sat completely in it, and when the gauze curtains on both sides of the chariot were lowered, the eight blue phoenixes pulling at them raised their heads and cried in unison.
In the clouds farther away, music was played, wishing the couple a harmonious marriage.
Everything is exactly as Jiu Zhao had expected.
Her soul seemed to be split in two, one half was her current self watching coldly, and the other half was her back then unable to hide her emotion.
With their hearts beating like the rising tide, Lan Qi and her went hand in hand to entertain the guests.
It was not until the moon reached the zenith that he, still drunken, was supported by the fairy slave and returned to the wedding palace where he would rest tonight.
"Please invite the Divine Lady and the King's wife to drink the wedding wine together!"
The table was filled with a wide variety of fruits and vegetables that symbolized happiness.
After all the ceremonies were over, the ceremonial officer carefully took out a piece of red silk and tied it up with the two people's hair.
It is placed in a wooden box carved with intertwined branches to represent that it begins in youth and ends in old age.
"Zhao Zhao, it's great... You are finally my wife."
Lord Lan Qi's loving whispers were heard, and naturally no one would continue to stand in the hall ignorantly.
The gate was closed, leaving only a newlywed couple.
When a pair of hands reached out to touch each other, Jiu Zhao quickly understood what was going to happen next.
…But the hand is hers.
She took Lan Qi's arm proactively and impatiently, throwing herself into his arms.
Is this correct?
Jiu Zhao's immortal consciousness protested strongly.
In stark contrast to her attitude, she raised her head and reached up to capture Lan Qi's lips.
"Zhao Zhao, don't be anxious."
A finger came up and gently touched the center of her lips.
Every time his teeth opened and closed, trying to bite it, he would bend his fingers and push it away. "Why are you so greedy, like a bird begging for food?"
“…”
If it hadn't been for its lack of physical form, Jiu Zhao would probably have curled up his toes in embarrassment.
She is not ignorant of human affairs.
A few more whispers and flirtations, and then something irreparable would happen.
Is the uncontrollable dream a betrayal of Zhu Yan?
Jiu Zhao didn't dare to think too deeply. She began to use all means to try to escape from this controlled body.
Unfortunately, no matter how the immortal consciousness rushed around in the body, wherever it passed, it seemed to be covered by a flexible and invisible spider web.
This strange dream severed her connection with her true self.
Even if she wanted to make a heroic sacrifice and regain consciousness at the cost of damaging her sea of consciousness, she would not be able to exert all her immortal power.
What on earth did Lan Qi do to her——
Damn it.
Damn it.
During the day, she still couldn't bear to take his life for Sanqingtian's selfish interests.
At night, he would use his dreams as a web to entangle her, and she could not escape.
Jiu Zhao was helpless and could only stare fiercely at the young man with drooping eyelashes and a slightly red face through the vision of his body.
He seemed to be used to Jiu Zhao taking the lead in everything.
He was whispering to her in his ear and taking off the intricate decorations bit by bit.
"Today is special. I'll just do nothing and let Zhao Zhao make the decision, okay?"
"Brother Lan Qi."
"Zhao Zhao, have you forgotten that we are already married? We are no longer brother and sister, but——"
"...Husband."
"Zhao Zhao is so good."
The body is out of control and there is not even the option to close the eyes.
Jiu Zhao was forced to listen to their intimate conversation.
As early as when she vowed to live a good life with Fuxu, the memories that had been buried in the dust suddenly revived.
Her earlobes were numbed by the hot air exhaled from Lan Qi's nose.
In the bedroom, they had a past of exploring each other, going deep into each other, and being in perfect harmony.
Even though I felt extremely disgusted, my senses honestly awakened little by little.
Compared with a gentle and soft embrace, he prefers to use the method of slow grinding to force her to reveal her phoenix feathers and lose all her mind.
It made her sharp fangs appear in her mouth, and with a kiss that was almost like biting, she left countless marks on his slender young body.
Jiu Zhao once again experienced the overwhelming joy that neither Fuxu nor Zhu Yan could bring her after a long time.
She sat astride Lan Qi's waist and abdomen, and beneath the palms that supported her body was his skin, which was scarred from being bitten.
Reason rises and falls like the waves of the ocean.
She subconsciously looked at Lan Qi's slightly wrinkled eyes hidden under his sweaty hair.
Those eyes that never reveal their true nature and hide all emotions just right.
There was a flicker of deep love for her in it.
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