Chapter 162 And then... will finally get her wish
A woman stood under a tree.
I don't know where it came from, and I don't know where it goes.
But where exactly did she appear, as if she had been standing there all the time.
It was a woman in green clothes.
There are dark patterns of plum shadow on the clothes, which looks reclusive and noble. The clothes are made of unknown materials, but they look very light and thin.
It's like wearing gauze clothes, but it doesn't keep you warm. It's okay to wear such clothes in July and August, but in the first month, people can only wonder whether the translucent skin of the woman in green clothes was too cold and was frozen out.
----
If it was her, she would definitely say so.
I still wear so little in the first month, let's see what it looks like after freezing.
Thinking of the little girl's mischievous eyebrows and helpless expression of gnashing her teeth at him, a trace of tenderness appeared in Yi Heng's expression involuntarily.
Just under the hood, be gentle, no one can see.
The skin is pale and almost transparent, and it looks crystal clear.
Even the color of her lips was pale without a trace of blood.
Even her hair was a cold silver color, and like her eyes, she had a silver luster like glass beads.
Her expression was as cold as ice, but her clear and bright pupils carried a kind of almost transparent clarity.
To be stared at by such a pair of clear and transparent eyes, for ordinary people, it takes a kind of courage to even speak.
Mei Ying looked at the boy in black in front of her.
long silence.
Finally, the frosty woman bowed her head, crossed her hands and fingers in front of her chest, bowed her knees and bowed, her posture was humble and respectful.
Respectful and reserved.
"Your Highness." The woman called Mei Ying said respectfully; "The Empress must be happy to see that you are well. However, Your Highness has been away for a long time, and the Empress is very concerned. Please..."
The voice was soft, with a trace of cold front.
"Happiness?" The smile on the corner of her mouth was the same as Mei Ying's words, without any sincerity, "Mei Ying, if you continue to follow me, then I don't mind, so that there will be no more plum blossoms in this world."
After entering Zhengyang City, he had already discovered the familiar dark fragrance.
He doesn't mind one more back spirit, because it won't affect him in the slightest.
But he doesn't like people peeping into his stuff.
His little flower bone belongs to him alone, if possible, he even wants to lock the little flower bone in a place where only he can see it.
What's more, he clearly knew that Xiaohuaguduo would not like to be peeped by a person—he didn't like his own little Huaguduo being peeped at.
After the gods fall, the family she protected will gradually decline due to the loss of divine power, and eventually disappear in the long river of history.
"!" Mei Ying raised her face, her pupils contracted slightly, but her face still had that indifferent and transparent expression.
Although she didn't understand why the cold and indifferent boy would say such direct words, she could only accept it.
"Yes."
The identity of the other party is not something she can face at will.
The other party's mind is not something she can guess at will.
Even though she is—————the god who controls plums, the goddess who controls the power of ice and snow.
Mei Ying lowered her head and remained silent.
"Go back and tell mother." The young man's voice was cold and ruthless; "Give me ten years, and I will return to the Hall of Trueness, and then... will eventually fulfill her wish."
"..."
"These nine heavens and ten earths, God's Domain and Demon Realm, there is no Yi Heng."
"Your Highness!" Mei Ying finally showed a hint of emotion on her face.
She watched the cold boy walk to the plum tree.
The boy raised his head curiously, and picked the best branch among the plum blossoms.
The black hood slid down, and from the casual side of the gap, one could see that the boy's face was the same as the one she first saw thousands of years ago, and his expression was the same as before.
but……
It's quite different in memory...
The hood slipped out, and it was hair as black as a waterfall.
Even if it was as cold as a plum shadow, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment.
Reach out and break off a green plum that blooms the best.
Then he left without looking back.
(End of this chapter)
A woman stood under a tree.
I don't know where it came from, and I don't know where it goes.
But where exactly did she appear, as if she had been standing there all the time.
It was a woman in green clothes.
There are dark patterns of plum shadow on the clothes, which looks reclusive and noble. The clothes are made of unknown materials, but they look very light and thin.
It's like wearing gauze clothes, but it doesn't keep you warm. It's okay to wear such clothes in July and August, but in the first month, people can only wonder whether the translucent skin of the woman in green clothes was too cold and was frozen out.
----
If it was her, she would definitely say so.
I still wear so little in the first month, let's see what it looks like after freezing.
Thinking of the little girl's mischievous eyebrows and helpless expression of gnashing her teeth at him, a trace of tenderness appeared in Yi Heng's expression involuntarily.
Just under the hood, be gentle, no one can see.
The skin is pale and almost transparent, and it looks crystal clear.
Even the color of her lips was pale without a trace of blood.
Even her hair was a cold silver color, and like her eyes, she had a silver luster like glass beads.
Her expression was as cold as ice, but her clear and bright pupils carried a kind of almost transparent clarity.
To be stared at by such a pair of clear and transparent eyes, for ordinary people, it takes a kind of courage to even speak.
Mei Ying looked at the boy in black in front of her.
long silence.
Finally, the frosty woman bowed her head, crossed her hands and fingers in front of her chest, bowed her knees and bowed, her posture was humble and respectful.
Respectful and reserved.
"Your Highness." The woman called Mei Ying said respectfully; "The Empress must be happy to see that you are well. However, Your Highness has been away for a long time, and the Empress is very concerned. Please..."
The voice was soft, with a trace of cold front.
"Happiness?" The smile on the corner of her mouth was the same as Mei Ying's words, without any sincerity, "Mei Ying, if you continue to follow me, then I don't mind, so that there will be no more plum blossoms in this world."
After entering Zhengyang City, he had already discovered the familiar dark fragrance.
He doesn't mind one more back spirit, because it won't affect him in the slightest.
But he doesn't like people peeping into his stuff.
His little flower bone belongs to him alone, if possible, he even wants to lock the little flower bone in a place where only he can see it.
What's more, he clearly knew that Xiaohuaguduo would not like to be peeped by a person—he didn't like his own little Huaguduo being peeped at.
After the gods fall, the family she protected will gradually decline due to the loss of divine power, and eventually disappear in the long river of history.
"!" Mei Ying raised her face, her pupils contracted slightly, but her face still had that indifferent and transparent expression.
Although she didn't understand why the cold and indifferent boy would say such direct words, she could only accept it.
"Yes."
The identity of the other party is not something she can face at will.
The other party's mind is not something she can guess at will.
Even though she is—————the god who controls plums, the goddess who controls the power of ice and snow.
Mei Ying lowered her head and remained silent.
"Go back and tell mother." The young man's voice was cold and ruthless; "Give me ten years, and I will return to the Hall of Trueness, and then... will eventually fulfill her wish."
"..."
"These nine heavens and ten earths, God's Domain and Demon Realm, there is no Yi Heng."
"Your Highness!" Mei Ying finally showed a hint of emotion on her face.
She watched the cold boy walk to the plum tree.
The boy raised his head curiously, and picked the best branch among the plum blossoms.
The black hood slid down, and from the casual side of the gap, one could see that the boy's face was the same as the one she first saw thousands of years ago, and his expression was the same as before.
but……
It's quite different in memory...
The hood slipped out, and it was hair as black as a waterfall.
Even if it was as cold as a plum shadow, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment.
Reach out and break off a green plum that blooms the best.
Then he left without looking back.
(End of this chapter)
