Zhang Ji walked out of Jing Salaman's room and looked at the bright moonlight that filled the courtyard. He originally wanted to walk towards Tide Tide's house, but suddenly there was a rustling sound around him.
Zhang Ji raised his head and looked at the fiery red figure on the branch above his head, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
"Do you really like looking at me from a high place?"
"Don't you like to stand underneath and spy on me?"
Yan Lingji sat on a thick branch, swinging a pair of slender legs wrapped in black stockings lazily. She didn't care at all what Zhang Ji could see under her dress, and even took the initiative to He tugged on his clothes, as if he was afraid that Zhang Ji couldn't see clearly.
However, Yan Lingji's eyes did not contain any charm, but instead contained a touch of sadness.
Zhang Ji frowned slightly, did the little goblin seem a little sad?
Gathering up his inner strength, Zhang Ji stepped forward, jumped onto the branch, landed lightly beside Yan Lingji, and held the cold and smooth jade hand.
"Are you worried?"
Under Zhang Ji's gaze, Yan Lingji nodded lightly and did not deny this.
"It's not a big deal, I just feel that this kind of life... is like a dream to me." Yan Lingji leaned over and rested her head on Zhang Ji's shoulder, sitting on this century-old tree. The branches overlooking this huge mansion and the bustling streets in the distance feel a bit like being in a dream.
Zhang Jigang was about to open his mouth to comfort him, but a delicate green onion finger blocked his mouth.
The light in Yan Lingji's eyes had never been so dim. She leaned on Zhang Ji's shoulder and recounted her past experiences.
"I am a born witch, but I was just born in an ordinary family. My father, mother, and younger brother are ordinary people. My father works in the fields. At that time, I could not control the fire freely, so I followed my father. My mother learned to weave, while my younger brother was responsible for herding cattle. Although they lived in poverty, they did not have to worry about three meals a day.
"But one day, Baiyue suddenly went to war with South Korea and Chu. The Baiyue army took away all our food. My father and mother left all the food for my brother and me, and we starved to death."
"Later, my brother and I looked for food among the dead, dug wild vegetables in the fields, ate leaves, and caught bugs... In the end, we barely survived until the truce between Baiyue and Han and Chu."
"However, after a while of peace, someone coveted my appearance and wanted to marry me home. Those snatchers fought each other to compete for me, and the war and fighting affected other innocent Baiyue villagers in the village. They cursed the culprit who caused all this disaster of blood and fire, and regarded me as a monster."
"The villagers did not dare to do anything to me, so they hung my brother on a beam and whipped him until he was about to die... In the end, the village was devoured by the flames I accidentally released in my anger, and turned into ruins, and the villagers also turned into charred corpses. Corpses, even my dying brother breathed his last in the sea of fire..."
Yan Lingji buried her head on Zhang Ji's chest, and a wet feeling came from Zhang Ji's chest, which was Yan Lingji's tears.
The fiery enchantress who was once feared by everyone also showed her soft side.
"It's all in the past, it's all in the past."
Zhang Ji hugged Yan Lingji's shoulders, held her in his arms, patted her back, and comforted Yan Lingji who was sobbing softly.
Yan Lingji's tragic childhood may be a hurdle that she will never be able to overcome in this life, because that memory is really hard to look back on.
The only remaining relative died in her arms. Whether the cause of death was death from serious injuries or being swallowed by flames, in the final analysis, it was inseparable from Yan Lingji. This was the most painful part in her memory.
"A person like me who only spreads the flames of destruction and misfortune...is I really qualified to enjoy the life like this?"
Yan Lingji's eyes were filled with sparkling light. It was not that she didn't like this stable life.
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Yan Lingji is charming and naturally charming. Every smile and every move reveals endless charm. She should be a carefree fairy. As long as she is willing, any man will go crazy for her.
But Yan Lingji felt that she was like a dancing butterfly, soaring was her destiny in life. Even if she stayed on a flower for a short time, it was only temporary...she would eventually leave.
Until she met Zhang Ji... She felt that she might really be able to stay by his side. Maybe there would be many surprises in life, such as Tianze's attack, such as the hostility at night, but Yan Lingji felt that this kind of life was too Not bad, although turbulent but also comfortable.
But when they arrived in Qin, Zhang Ji, who was appreciated by the king of the most powerful country in the world, was given such a mansion as soon as she came to Xianyang. However, this dream-like life made her a little scared.
"Give me a child."
Those beautiful eyes were gently wiped by a jade hand, wiping away the crystal tears. Yan Lingji put her arm around Zhang Ji's neck, and her eyes moistened by tears were no longer filled with sadness, but filled with longing.
It is a thirst for hope.
She was afraid that such a beautiful life was just a dream. As she gradually sank, she would wake up little by little, and then her dream would be broken, and she would have to go back to the life that she could no longer accept.
Therefore, she wants a child... The birth of a new life may make her as rootless as a duckweed feel truly stable, and she no longer has to worry that her current life is just a bubble that may be broken at any time...
The pair of already charming starry eyes blinked, and at this moment, it seemed as if thousands of amorous feelings were revealed from those beautiful and moving eyes, and a beautiful smile appeared on his face.
Yan Lingji pulled Zhang Ji's face forcefully and pressed it against him.
The charming atmosphere spread on the branches. Yan Lingji threw herself on Zhang Ji and directly pressed her center of gravity towards Zhang Ji. She accidentally fell down.
Fortunately, Zhang Ji had practiced hard horizontal exercises, so his strong and strong body was not harmed, and Yan Lingji, who was tightly held in his arms, was even less harmed.
Yan Lingji, who was completely unharmed, did not feel embarrassed because she had just knocked down Zhang Ji and caused the two of them to fall from the tree. Instead, she glanced at the surrounding bushes, which were half a person's height. , showing a wicked smile.
Zhang Ji looked at the smile on Yan Lingji's lips and had a bad feeling.
The evil smile on Yan Lingji's face was like a strange squid meeting a little lolita walking alone at night.
"Don't... don't make trouble! Why the hell are you burning my clothes!"
Yan Lingji threw a flame directly at Zhang Ji from her palm, and the hot flame ignited the new clothes Zhang Ji had just put on.
But the blazing flames did not cause any harm to Zhang Ji, who had practiced Henglian Hard Kung Fu, because Yan Lingji only released the most ordinary flames, and the temperature was not too high.
The flames spread on Zhang Ji's clothes, and under Yan Lingji's control, they greatly accelerated the spread until the clothes on the front of Zhang Ji were burned through.
Yan Lingji rushed towards Zhang Ji again, and the flame was still burning. The flames did not cause any harm to Yan Lingji, but only burned away the remaining clothes on her body bit by bit.
However, this time the burning speed is very slow, and the temperature is getting lower and lower.
"That's true passion."
"Enjoy the feeling of lust, my dear husband."
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