"Twenty-Four Bridges on a moonlit night, Twenty-Four Bridges..."
Shangguan Mingyue murmured to herself, repeating these seven words in her mouth, tears falling uncontrollably, completely uncontrollable.
"What's wrong? Xiao Yueyue." Zhong Wen was startled, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Shangguan Mingyue didn't answer, she just kept crying, and she didn't know which heart string was touched. It was like a river that had opened its gates, rushing endlessly and unable to stop at all.
"We now share the joys and sorrows." Zhong Wen couldn't help but panic and hurried to the eldest lady's side, "Is there anything you can't tell me?"
"Did the name 'Twenty-four Bridges on a Moonlit Night' come up for me?" Shangguan Mingyue wiped her tears and asked with a choked voice.
Could it be that you were touched by my talent?
Zhong Wen's heart moved, and his face turned slightly red. He felt a little ashamed of his plagiarism, so he could only laugh dryly and said: "I borrowed a line of poetry. I guess I used a scene to express my emotions."
"Nonsense!" Shangguan Mingyue cried and scolded, "Why have I never heard of such poetry?"
This is a Tang poem, you’d be damned if you’ve heard of it!
Zhong Wen complained in his heart, but he just smiled and said nothing.
After all, he knew nothing about Daqian literature, and was no different from an illiterate. Even if he wanted to refute, he didn't know where to start.
"You said, can we still go back?"
I don't know how long it took before Shangguan Mingyue gradually stopped crying. Her delicate and fair face was still stained with tears, like rain hitting banana trees, which was indescribably pitiful.
"Y-it should be okay..." Zhong Wen didn't have much confidence in his voice.
"At this point, are you still lying to me?" Shangguan Mingyue looked directly into his eyes.
You already know this, yet you still ask about Hammer!
Zhong Wen couldn't help but roll his eyes, but when he saw the tears on the eldest lady's face, he couldn't help but feel soft. He sighed and said: "Now there is no news from the Time Palace. The hope of returning cannot be said to be nonexistent, but it is also very slim."
"I wonder how dad and aunt are doing now?" Shangguan Mingyue sniffed gently, with a look of worry on her face.
"Just believe in them." Zhong Wen comforted them softly, "They will still live well without us."
"As far as dad and the others are concerned, are you and I already dead?" Shangguan Mingyue suddenly changed the subject.
Zhong Wen was stunned when he heard the words, and the beautiful figures of his confidants appeared in his mind. Suddenly, he felt sad and couldn't help himself. His eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell into a sluggish state for a while, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
There was silence in the Bingji Cave, and the only thing that could be heard was the gentle breathing of the two people.
"Maybe you're right."
I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly sat down next to Shangguan Mingyue and said with a wry smile, "For Sister Jun Yi and the others, there is no big difference between us and the dead."
"Or maybe we are already dead." Shangguan Mingyue seemed to be inspired, and strange and bizarre thoughts kept popping up in her mind. "These seven days that keep repeating may be the hell for you and me."
"Why should a good person like me go to hell after death?" Zhong Wen said unconvinced.
"You're such a playboy, you've deceived the feelings of so many girls, how can you have anything to do with the word 'good guy'?" Shangguan Mingyue rolled her eyes at him angrily, "If you don't go to hell, who will?"
"Each of them and I are in love and love each other sincerely. How can we talk about cheating?" Zhong Wen said with increasing dissatisfaction, "Besides, if this was hell, wouldn't you come down with us? None of us can do anything better. Who, the eldest brother doesn’t talk about the second brother!”
"I, I am not implicated by you!" Shangguan Mingyue glared at him fiercely.
"I've never heard of going to hell and implicating others." Zhong Wen chuckled, "Are you afraid that you did something shameful and bad behind your back?"
"You're the one..." Shangguan Mingyue was about to retort angrily, but she seemed to suddenly remember something. The luster in her eyes instantly dimmed a lot, and she murmured to herself in a low tone, "Maybe I really brought it upon myself to treat my aunt. Only a man who is a man...will be sent to hell. Sure enough, the reincarnation of heaven will bring unfavorable retribution..."
"What?" Zhong Wen couldn't help but ask after hearing her unclear words.
"Anyway, I've already gone to hell." Shangguan Mingyue suddenly raised her head, staring straight into his eyes with her charming eyes, slowly stretched out her white jade-like right hand, and gently touched his face, "Even if No matter what bad things I do, I won’t be punished more severely, right?”
Listening to her tone, she seemed to believe that she had already perished and been driven into the depths of hell after her death.
The smooth and soft touch on his face made Zhong Wen tremble, and he seemed to understand something vaguely in his heart.
"Miss Shangguan..." His face hardened, his voice suddenly became a little lower, and he no longer addressed the other party as "Xiao Yueyue".
"A dead person will be forgiven no matter what he has done." Shangguan Mingyue stretched out his jade arms, slowly approached him with a fragile face, and whispered in his ear, "Isn't it?"
The fairy-like face of the eldest lady was close at hand, and the faint fragrance of virginity floated to the tip of his nose. Zhong Wen felt his blood surge and his mouth went dry. When he was about to say something, he moved his lips, but he couldn't even say a word. Unable to spit it out, he wanted to raise his hand to push her away, but he still couldn't make up his mind.
"Why did God let me meet you, a wicked person, a heart-stealer, and a philanderer?" Shangguan Mingyue's beautiful eyes were blurred, her breath was like orchid, and her sweet and delicate voice was like a man talking in sleep, which could easily arouse the deepest desire in a man's heart.
Zhong Wen's body had been transformed by Earth Dragon's painstaking efforts, and his needs were much stronger than those of ordinary people. After running around for days, he could not get relief, and he was already very uncomfortable. When he was teased by such a peerless beauty, he immediately felt angry. His blood was rising, and if it wasn't for the last bit of rational support, he would almost reach out to hug the young lady in front of him.
No, no, she is Sister Jun Yi’s niece!
"Shang, Shangguan Xiao..."
He used all his strength to stammer out a few words, but he felt a scent of fragrance coming to his face, his mouth was sweet and soft, and Shangguan Mingyue kissed his lips.
Oh my god!
Who can bear this!
Zhong Wen felt that his last bit of willpower was gradually fading, and two voices kept fighting in his ears.
However, the voice that said "no" was extremely weak. It was like a drop in the bucket of water, a mantis holding a hand like a chariot, and he soon gave up resistance completely.
He suddenly raised his arms, took the beauty into his arms, and kissed her forehead, cheeks, pink lips and pink neck crazily...
"What if Sister Jun Yi finds out?"
After a long time, the two separated briefly, and Zhong Wen asked breathlessly.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly realized that his lines sounded like someone who was cheating on his wife.
"How can we be discovered if we can't see each other again?" Shangguan Mingyue's fair face was flushed, her breathing was rapid, her breasts were rising and falling violently, and her voice contained unimaginable charm. It was obvious that It's true love.
"But what if we find a way to go back..." Zhong Wen was still hesitating, but his claws could no longer hold back, and he moved his hands up and down the beauty's delicate body.
"Fool, once seven days are over, my body will be back to its original state."
Shangguan Mingyue's answer was beyond his expectation, "Once I leave hell, I will forget everything that happened here, and you are not allowed to remember it either!"
"What you said makes sense, but I'm speechless!" Hearing this, Zhong Wen immediately couldn't laugh or cry.
"hug me!"
The eldest lady's delicate voice came to his ears, as charming as the song of a siren. How could Zhong Wen be able to endure it? He let out a low roar and slowly fell backwards while holding the beauty's delicate body.
On the colorful cave wall, two moving figures are reflected, and the charming voice floats in the cave, lingering for three days, lasting...
