138 Huangquan Road

In the fog, I drifted and didn't touch the dust. The body seems to have lost weight and is flying in the wind. The idea became very effective. Wherever I wanted to go, my body immediately floated over. I looked at my light body in surprise and felt very strange.

Where is this place and how did I get here?

I only remember that when I was with Yin Zhen before, his crazy and desperate eyes were the last scene I have ever seen. Am I already dead? And is this Huangquan Road?

There is fog everywhere, and you can't see anything.

Yin Zhen said he would come to accompany me. Why didn't he come?

Are you regretting it? In the face of death, after all, not everyone can move forward freely. It's okay to be impulsive. If you calm down, you will be hesitized.

Alas, Yin Zhen is the prince after all. The impulse is only for a moment, and calmness is his normal state.

With no company, the road will be more lonely, but it doesn't matter.

It's over, isn't it? The evil fate of this life and the entanglement of the previous life, a bowl of Mengpo soup will put an end to them all.

End it! Love and pain.

End it! Hate and resentment.

End it! Indignation and regret.

Everything should be cut off.

In the fog, a vague figure appeared. Is it Yin Zhen? He said he would come to accompany me. He really didn't go back on his promise!

I'm in a hurry to meet you.

"Yin Zhen..." I shouted.

The man turned around, and I saw clearly that it was not Yin Zhen. He is wearing a monk's clothes.

Suddenly, I feel familiar.

"Are you a French and Indian master? No, no, you're not. I remember that you are a monk who taught me the scriptures in the Reclining Buddha Temple in Bangkok... But you are very much like the Dharma Seal..." I wondered, "Who the hell are you?"

"Amitabha! The benegger Lingtai is good at understanding during the Qingming Festival, so there is no need to stick to who the old man is. The left is just that the two skins are different!"

Huh? Are the skins of the two bodies different? So the soul is the same? The Dharma Seal and the monks in the Reclining Buddha Temple? Do monks also have a past and present life? I don't understand!

I never bother with what I don't understand. Is this Huangquan Road? What did the master come to?

"Amitabha! It hasn't reached Huangquan Road yet, and it's in front of it.

Following the direction of his finger, I saw a faint white path in mid-air, winding forward in the fog, and I couldn't see the end at a glance.

"The old man was entrusted to ask the beneer to go back. The benegger hasn't set foot on the Huangquan Road yet. If he steps on it, there will be nothing he can do!" The old monk looked solemn and said slowly.

"Who is the master entrusted to?" I'm very curious. I don't know who can invite this Taoist monk.

"The relationship between the old man and the beneer is entangled in the two generations, but it has not been over. The benegger came to the Qing Dynasty to practice the front edge with him. Now the front edge has not been repaired, and the benester can't leave yet.

Co-cultivation of the front?

"Does the master mean Yin Zhen? We are already married, but he sent me here. My eyes are a little wet.

"Amitabha!" The old monk shook his head and sighed. The impulse is because it is too persistent. Fortunately, he gave up in time this time and had time to save it. Otherwise, if you had set foot on the Huangquan Road, the beneoner's trip to the Qing Dynasty would have been in vain!"

"Master, what are you talking about? Why don't I understand?" I was so confused that I didn't know what he was talking about.

"The beneer doesn't need to know this. The beneer just needs to go back with me!"

Go back? Why go back? There is no place for me to be there. Yin Yu hates me, so he will kill me. When I go back, I just continue to torture each other. It's over, that's good.

I shook my head and drifted to Huangquan Road.

"Master, listen to a sentence from the old man." The old monk shouted anxiously behind him.

I stopped and looked back at him.

Because he left some distance, the old monk's face was not clear in the thick fog. But the voice came clearly: "The benegrance still has a grudge against him!" Otherwise, how could you set foot on the Huangquan Road without hesitation?

Resentment, naturally resentment. He didn't listen to my explanation and paranoidly doubted me and Shang Yu. He hurt me, begged me, and killed me. We have been cut off, haven't we?

I turned around and drifted towards Huangquan Road while saying, "Grudge, so what? It is because of resentment that I have to leave. Going to Huangquan is the easiest way to leave, isn't it?

"The benegator will not walk happily. If the beneer doesn't go back, he will definitely catch up with him. If the beneer has a grudge against him, it means that your relationship is not over, and the fate is also difficult to end. If the beneer doesn't go back to make a conclusion, you two will step into this sad reincarnation for the rest of your life, and there will be no end.

Is this really the case? This old monk didn't want to trick me to go back, he was scaring me!

Only one step away from the white path floating in mid-air, I stopped and stared at the old monk suspiciously.

The old monk smiled tolerantly, and he seemed to know what I was thinking.

"The donor does not need to doubt it. As long as the donor thinks about the entanglement with the donor in later generations, he will understand what Lao Kun said (to be continued, if you want to know what will happen, please log in. There are more chapters, support the author, support the genuine reading!)

c facts.

Mai? That's a name that I buried in the depths of my memory and hasn't touched for a long time.

Mai loves me, doesn't he? I believe. Otherwise, he would not have chased me for so many years, but he didn't really arrest me once. He had a chance to catch me, didn't he? That time in Thailand, he not only did not take advantage of the danger, but also helped me escape the pursuit of the King's Guard of Thailand when I was in my most critical condition.

Mai loved me, but he hurt me with a bullet and sent me to the Qing Dynasty. Yin Zhen also loved me, but he also hurt me and sent me to Huangquan Road.

Why are the two of them so similar? Is Mai really the reincarnation of Yin's later generations? So will he and I really end our lives like this? I died in his hands, but he died in regret?

Such a fate is too miserable for both of us. I don't want us to step into such reincarnation.

I have to have a conclusion with Yin Zhen, but not in this way. I'm going back to have a good talk with him and let him let me go. It may be difficult, but I have to try.

I looked at the old monk with a kind and relieved smile on his face. He has understood my decision from his expression.

I slowly opened my eyes, and what I saw was the newly replaced Nanmu bed of Changluxuan. I slept for too long, and my waist and back were sore. I wanted to turn over, but I found that I couldn't do it with my left hand. It is being held in a big rough hand.

Feeling my movement, the owner of the hand raised his head lying on the edge of the bed. The forehead was pressed with red marks on the edge of the bed, his eyes were covered with blood, and his cheeks and chin were full of green stubble.

Yin Zhen, how did he become such a sloppy appearance? In my impression, he is always in high spirits, and his whole body is properly taken care of by Xiao Wu.

What's wrong with him?

My bloody eyes stared at me for a minute, but suddenly there was a dazzling light. The decadent face was refreshed by the bright color.

"Are you awake? Peach? What? Did you really wake up?" The joy on his face was so bright that I was surprised. Didn't he hate me before and want to kill me?

I pulled out my hand and felt uncomfortable being held by him. I sat up with my arm on, but he was so shocked that he hugged me. I screamed in horror, but I heard his words in my scream, "Be careful, be careful, you are pregnant."

I stood on the spot and seemed to hear a bolt from the blue. However, it was only a second, and I screamed again because he was holding my body. The previous memory was too deep, and the physical contact with him made me feel creepy.

He hugged me tightly at a loss and patted me on the back to comfort me, but he didn't know that it was his hug and comfort that made me out of control.

I struggled to beat him with my hand and shouted: Let me go, let me go!

My frightened eyes and screams scared him. He let go of me in a daze and watched me move to the bed immediately, far away from him.

We both stared at each other. I was shocked by what he said and was digesting the meaning of it in my heart. And he was scared by my reaction.

Pregnant, what kind of pregnancy?

He said I was pregnant? I, have, body, pregnancy?!

I asked myself word by word in my heart.

What does this mean? I reached out and stroked my abdomen, which meant that there was a little life in it, which meant that Yin Yu and I had a child.

I have a child with him... I shook my head, which has always been a situation I haven't thought of. I have always wanted to live a free and free life. How can I be free when I have children? So I have been careful about contraception.

Only that night, only the night when he used it...

That night, I dragged my tired body and wanted to go to the drawer of the bedside table to find the medicine bottle I had put there before, where there was the Juezi Dan that Le Fengming gave me. But he was the first to hold the medicine bottle in his hand.

He sneered, "Are you looking for this? What's in it?"

I said weakly, "Sir, please give it to me."

He said, "The elixir? You have been eating this! I once wanted you to have a baby for me. I spoiled you and asked the imperial doctor to prescribe medicine for you, but you used this to break my hope. You did a great job!"

He opened the cap of the bottle, poured out the only two pieces of elixir in it, crushed them in his hand, and then opened his palm to let the debris fall from his hand to the ground.

I watched the last two elixirs disappear, and I could only pray in my heart that I would never be pregnant this time.

Since then, I have been immersed in sadness, and Yuexin did not pay attention to it as scheduled. It should have been more than a month.

Obviously, my prayers didn't work. God always doesn't follow people's wishes. The more you are afraid of something, the more you will be. Now that he and I are like this, how can we still have a baby? Can my children face resentful parents as soon as they are born?

The most terrible thing is that the child came not because of love, but because of hatred and hurt.

I covered my face with my palms de half, "Is it true?" I asked in a muffled voice.

He looked at me and said carefully, "Yes, from now on, Taoer should be careful of her body. You have my master's flesh and blood." He came up and reached out to hug me.

"No, don't touch me!" I refused in horror.

He withdrew his hand and looked gloomy.

"I'm tired and want to take a break." I lowered my head.

"Well, you can rest! I asked Xiao He to come in to wait on you. He looked at me and said.

I nodded, but I still didn't look at him.

He turned around and left. When I went out, I heard a low sigh.

Xiaohe ran in and surprised me. I haven't seen Xiaohe since I was locked in Changluxuan. I've always been worried that Xiaohe would be implicated by me, but at that time, I was too busy to take care of her at all. Now that I see her unscathed, I naturally have a long breath.

The two of them can't help crying and laughing when they meet. Xiao He said that she was not involved. Yin Zhen only asked her to go back to the Snow Pavilion to work, and Mother Yang was still there, but she didn't let them come to see me.

Yin Zhen is afraid that they will help me escape, right? That's why I transferred all the people close to me, only letting Xiaolu and Xiaocui, whom I trusted, wait on me.

Now I'm adjusting the little charge to make me happy. This is still a blessing for the child in his stomach. Because the child is good to me, is it expensive for me to be a mother and a son? I feel a little sad in my heart.

Xiaoping suddenly looked at my neck, and her eyes were a little sad. She said quietly, "Master, you can live a good life with the ninth master in the future. Don't annoy the ninth master anymore!"

I reached out and stroked my neck. The tentacles hurt a little, so I asked Xiao He to bring a mirror, and the black fingerprints on my neck were shocking.

I have known for a long time that accompanying the king is like a tiger, and accompanying the prince is almost the same, but this time it really made me feel the horror of being with the royal people.

This desperate, jade-burning nature, and the madness that I would rather destroy than let go make me wonder whether it is wise to come back and ask him to let me go this time. The possibility of success is negligible, and in addition, I'm pregnant with his child again, I'm afraid I can't leave.

I can't help but feel a little worried.