In the dim palace, Fuyao Guang's body was wrapped in a quilt, his eyes were dark, his face was pale, but his lips were bright and bleeding.
A lustful ghost who is about to die and desires to devour others.
Shang Gong was horrified.
She coughed dryly and said stiffly: "Okay, okay, I will help you convey it to the Queen."
Then he turned around and left in a hurry.
After walking out of Changning Palace, the sky outside was already dark. The blue sky reflected in the black made Shang Gong feel a sense of security. The Changning Palace was gloomy and depressing, with a deep sense of foreboding. The people and decorations inside were silent, as quiet as death.
What a bad luck, Shang Gong spat. This Feng Jun looked not very normal. Their majesty has a heavenly body and a daughter of a daughter who will not sit down in the hall. It is better not to let your majesty take risks because of such a trivial matter!
Shang Gong made up his mind and left in a hurry.
She truthfully reported Fuyaoguang's physical condition to Lingchan, and repeated the imperial doctor's diagnosis verbatim, but did not mention a word more about Fuyaoguang's request.
But even if she didn't say anything, Lingchan could guess what happened. The system had been monitoring the specific situation in Changning Palace.
She knew that soon, she would have an obedient new Fengjun.
Obviously she only married one wife, but two people were jealous of her body every day!
Who can bear this? ! It seems like she is a scumbag!
Lingchan was really wronged to death.
The system asked: [Aren’t you going to meet them two? 】
【What’s there to see? ] Lingchan said casually: [The two of them are originally the same person, and their personalities will not change drastically after they merge. I don't understand what they are struggling with? Integrate as soon as possible and everyone will have less trouble! 】
…
In the queen's palace.
Fuyaoguang was helped back to bed by the palace attendants and carefully covered with quilt.
Fuyaoguang huddled on the bed, quietly letting others manipulate him.
His mind was groggy, and it seemed like two people were constantly quarreling: "Can you stay away from me? Don't come close to me shamelessly!"
"Who is this shameless person who forcibly invades other people's bodies?! If you are so disgusted, get out of here."
"This was originally a body I fabricated, just for you to live in. Do you really claim it as your own?"
"Don't pretend to be here. Who knows who? If you have the ability, go and persuade Lingchan?"
Lingchan.
The mention of the name was followed by a deathly silence.
Fuyaoguang's mind finally became quiet. But he felt that there was an even greater despair sweeping over him.
Love, hate, anger and infatuation, all kinds of annoying emotions are tangled in his body. In his mind, like a magnet, two souls that have been separated for a long time are firmly adsorbed. The exact same emotions are like a pair of invisible big hands, squeezing them. Want them to be reunited.
The feeling of losing self-awareness is like walking on the edge of a dark cliff. You never know whether you will fall off the cliff and die without a burial place.
It's not painful, just the feeling of emptiness and weightlessness that lingers with me.
He was dizzy, and in his gradually collapsing consciousness, there was only one name echoing repeatedly.
Lingchan Lingchan Lingchan Lingchan Lingchan.
The tentacles of mental power spread loosely. Traveling through the distance of time and space in confusion, Fuyaoguang saw what happened on another timeline.
He saw the Lord Yaoguang and his beloved wife Qing Jie; he saw the cold and decisive back of the Lord God as he passed through the calamity, and the hopeless tears of Qing Jie in the snow; he saw Xue Xingchi snatching away the abandoned Qing Jie ; Saw him using a sharp blade to cut open Qing Jie's flesh.
So that's it.
He suddenly understood what Lingchan wanted.
…
Lingchan sat in the imperial study room, bored and in a daze.
She has reformed Yan's official system, and only particularly important proposals require her to follow up on the resolution. Those trivial matters only need to be directed to specific officials. So as an emperor, Lingchan had a lot of time to spare.
She didn't want to see Fuyao Guang, and she didn't allow Fuyao Guang to come to her. She just didn't want to see him.
Outside the screen, the female official's voice reported respectfully: "Your Majesty, Lord Feng wishes to see you."
Why is Fuyao Light here?
Oh no, it should be called Xue Xingchi now.
Fuyaoguang threw away his own body and integrated his consciousness into Xue Xingchi's body. Now that the two people's consciousnesses have merged into one, he should naturally be called Xue Xingchi.
The name Fuyaoguang is truly dead.
Lingchan thought this, smiled, and said in a brisk voice, "Come up here."
She wanted to see what kind of new thing the two people combined.
The young man in white clothes outside the door walked in gracefully and saluted.
His smile was lively and his tone was brisk, "What are you busy with? I'm not disturbing you, am I?"
The curve of the corners of his lips, the accent of his words when speaking. It all made Lingchan feel a strange sense of familiarity.
【Wen Lingchan. ] The system stammered: [Xue Xingchi’s current micro-expression is exactly the same as hers. 】
[Fuyaoguang and Xue Xingchi can actually merge into one Xiao Wen? ] Lingchan was also shocked. The personalities of these three people are completely different, right?
[Oh,] Lingchan suddenly sighed: [Did they see what happened in the original world line? 】
[Logically speaking, this is impossible. 】The sound of the system is not sure.
[But there are immortal cultivators here, so what science is there to talk about? ] Lingchan snorted and was completely sure of her thoughts.
These two people were quite smart. They transformed themselves into Xiao Wen, hoping that Ling Chan would relent.
Of course Lingchan will relent.
After all, she is not a ruthless, ruthless person like Fuyaoguang.
Lingchan also smiled and asked with concern: "Have you recovered from your illness?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. After being diagnosed and treated by the imperial doctor, I drank a few prescriptions of medicine and I am much better now."
Xue Xingchi stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the back of Lingchan's hand. This time, she did not avoid it.
The empress and her phoenix looked at each other, holding hands, the atmosphere was gentle and sweet.
Like a real couple.
The world has finally ended! The next world will never be so long again!
(End of chapter)
