Chapter 974
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The next second, she shakily poured herself another cup of wine, looked at Dong'er and said, "Finally, I want to thank Dong'er jiejie for letting me be reborn. I may forget you in the next life, but I will try my best to remember what happened between us, even if it's just a little bit... it's good! "
The night was very long, but also very short. Luo Qingchen didn't stay for long, but was brought back to the human world by Murong Ming at dawn.
After all, Thousand Ghost City couldn't accommodate a living person like her...
A lot of things happened while she was away. Su Luoluo completely fell into madness, saying all day long that someone wanted to kill her.
Murong Hanxuan couldn't stand her and directly locked her in the cold palace, but at this time, his body was becoming more and more sleepy, inexplicably sleepy.
Others didn't know why these two people were so miserable, but Luo Qingchen was very clear.
Murong Ming's methods were very ruthless, killing a person was definitely the most merciful way to him.
But for Su Luoluo and Murong Hanxuan, he was not willing to be merciful.
The Wu people received punishment for going against the heavens because of the life and death arena. The Wu people's tribe was continuously rained with fire for half a month, and the entire Wu people didn't even have a blade of grass left. Even the astrology platform no longer existed.
Not long after, Murong Ming died. He didn't have a son when he was alive, and no one inherited his throne after he died.
The throne was empty for a long time, and in the end, it was succeeded by the Great General Zhenyuan. The country's name was changed to: Zhou.
All of this must have been arranged by Murong Ming. The Great General Zhenyuan was a little prince reincarnated from Murong Ming's family 700 years ago.
Although he had no blood relationship with the Murong family, there didn't seem to be much of a relationship.
The world must be united after a long time, and divided after a long time. The Murong family ruled Mu An Country for 700 years, and it was time to change the face.
In the mortal world, everything seemed to have come to an end.
On this day, Luo Qingchen had nothing to do, so she opened the imperial tomb built for Murong Ming.
When she walked into the first floor, she seemed to be able to hear the voices of her sisters, and the scene of her first meeting with them flashed in front of her eyes.
At that time, they were enemies and not friends, but now she was sad because of him and the others.
There was still a crystal coffin in the center of the third floor. When one stepped on the ice, it would still make a creaking sound.
She slowly walked forward and lazily leaned against the ice coffin. She imitated Murong Ming and casually tapped the coffin with her right hand.
In the next second, she cleared her throat and imitated his low voice. "In seven hundred years, you are the first person to come here."
"Ah — —" Little did she know that before she could finish enjoying the pleasure of imitating him, a voice rang out. Her waist was suddenly hugged, and her whole body fell into the ice coffin.
"What do you want to do by sneaking into my room?" Murong Ming hugged her tightly, his eyes filled with tenderness.
He had only gone to the Underworld to deal with some matters. Of all places, this little girl had to go to the Imperial Tombs.
"I … …" Luo Qingchen pursed her lips. She wanted to say something, but her lips were blocked by his thin and cold lips. His soft lips gently rubbed against hers, carrying his unique scent.
After a long time, he gently let go of her. The corner of his mouth hooked up into a lazy smile. "Welcome home, mistress."
"Such a cold home!" Luo Qingchen pretended to be proud and pouted, her face full of dissatisfaction.
Little did she know that in the next second, a faint blue light appeared around them, and the entire ice coffin turned into a soft bed.
He gently pulled her into his embrace and whispered into her ear, "Wife, it's time to sleep!"
"This feeling is so strange … …"
"How is it strange?"
"It's like we're in the Underworld."
"But we are a ghost marriage!"
"Hee hee, it seems so!"
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