Beyond the Divine States Chapter 46: : One night in deep boudoir

"Zhao Xianger..."

Ning Changjiu remembered her name, and screamed feebly, finally falling back on the soft bed with his raised hand.

Zhao Xiang'er reached the back of her neck and drew her long wet hair lightly. She had just bathed. At the moment, she wore a black dragon robe with golden threads, and her brows were delicate and elegant, and she did not stick to fat powder. , The fragrance of vegetation is still faintly floating in the air.

The girl gently put the pen down, walked slowly to the couch, through the white curtain of the bed, made a movement of pinching her neck, and whispered: "When I wake up, I dare to call my name directly, it seems Do you want to sleep more?"

Ning Changjiu adjusted his breathing. He didn't have the mind to tease the girl. He tried his best to perceive his body to see if it was in good condition.

Zhao Xianger saw that he didn't reply, her eyebrows tilted slightly, her slender jade fingers opened the curtain and stretched her hand toward his neck.

The hand hadn’t touched him, but Ning Changjiu already felt a cold neck. He quickly opened his eyes and saw the girl’s cold face, and felt an inexplicable but true killing intent. He tried hard to He flinched, thinking that people were under the eaves and had to bow his head. He remedied: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your life-saving grace."

Zhao Xianger snorted coldly, released Huaclaw's fingers, tucked the quilt for him, and then gently sat down on the bed.

"How is your body?" she asked.

Ning Changjiu can clearly feel that something has left him forever. The feeling of emptiness is hard to make up, and it only makes people feel sour.

"It's okay." Ning Changjiu said: "Just stay alive."

Zhao Xianger asked: "I'm very curious, how did you escape that thunderstorm?"

In her cognition, such a powerful sky thunder may not be able to be carried even if she is holding a red umbrella. He is empty, what on earth does he rely on?

Lu Jiajia said he was extraordinary. She didn't take it seriously before. She didn't realize that Lu Jiajia's evaluation was still low until she witnessed the thunder robbery with her own eyes.

Ning Changjiu let out a faint sigh, the soreness between the bones oppressing him, he said with difficulty: "I also thought that I would definitely die...maybe it was a good fate."

Zhao Xianger knew that he must be hiding something, but did not ask, just said: "Do you remember anything when you were in a coma?"

Ning Changjiu saw her eyes narrowed slightly, and for some reason, she started to kill again.

He didn't understand where this hostility came from, but sincerely said: "I don't remember..."

Zhao Xianger looked at him suspiciously, and said: "You are really good for your means. You can help your junior and sister suppress the devilishness, and you have resisted the almost deadly robbery. I... I also admire you a little bit. ."

Ning Changjiu quickly asked: "Where is Junior Sister? Where is Junior Sister now?"

Zhao Xianger said: "Xianzi Lu is looking after her, don't worry."

Ning Changjiu breathed a sigh of relief. There is no need to worry about Lu Jiajia taking care of him.

Zhao Xianger suddenly asked: "I heard that Fairy Lu wants to accept you as disciples?"

Ning Changjiu hummed, and said: "Miss Lu really meant this, but we haven't agreed yet."

Zhao Xianger asked: "Why didn't you agree?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Apprenticeship is a very important event. Don't be so casual."

Zhao Xianger gently shook her head: "It won't be this reason, there should be other reasons, such as...Do you have other teachers?"

Ning Changjiu's heart was shaken. At this moment, he was very weak. The shadow of his own memory in his previous life has been haunting his heart for a long time. The word Master is like a lingering black cloud. Shrouded in the sea of ​​knowledge, it is difficult for him to rest.

At this moment, Zhao Xianger seemed to mention it accidentally, but it still stirred up waves in his heart. If he hadn't been meditating for decades in his previous life, his complexion would have changed at this moment.

Ning Changjiu gently shook his head: "No, but my qualifications are mediocre, so I don't dare to accept it at will."

"Hypocrisy." Zhao Xianger sneered.

Ning Changjiu originally wanted to fight back with the word "serious", but thinking of his current situation, he swallowed back sadly.

"How is your injury?" Zhao Xianger asked.

Ning Changjiu has just felt it again, although he felt incredible in his heart, he still replied: "Most of them are traumas, and the Zi Mansion is intact, and there is no outline. Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern."

Zhao Xiang'er nodded and said: "Similar to what the imperial physician said before, you are also really strange. After such a thunderstorm, you were unscathed..."

Ning Chang silently felt the pain emanating between the bones, and said helplessly: "Um... unscathed."

Zhao Xiang'er squeezed his face and said: "You avoided the tragic disaster of the monsters attacking the city. Now you are the hero of the State of Zhao. If you have anything you want, I will try my best to satisfy you." /

Ning Changjiu didn't think too much, "Nothing else."

He will leave here soon and look for the Taoist temple and the master, so there is no place to remember, and he just wants to save the junior sister, saving the imperial city is just a casual thing...

Zhao Xianger frowned slightly, her thin, curled lips pursed lightly, seemingly displeased, and said: "You saved the people in the city. If you don't take anything, it would appear that your Highness is unrighteous."

Ning Changjiu's thoughts flashed, her eyes fell on her charming and childlike face, and she smiled slightly: "Then I want your Highness, can you?"

Zhao Xianger leaned slightly, with her hands on the edge of the bed, close to him, her hair fell on his neck, with a faint fragrance, slightly itchy, the girl’s nose almost touched him, she smiled Said: "You can try to ask me for it, dare you?"

Ning Changjiu opened his mouth, but in the end he shut his mouth obediently.

He wasn't afraid of this crazy girl's rejection, but if she really agreed, it would be really entangled. At this moment, he has other things to worry about, so naturally he doesn't want to stay in Zhao Guo for too long.

But he has to admit that this little girl is really beautiful and tempting.

Zhao Xianger smiled faintly when he saw that he was not talking: "It's boring...I don't know how you are so boring, how did you coax your cute little junior girl so hard."

Ning Changjiu said plausibly: "I treat people with sincerity."

Zhao Xianger looked at him with a smile but a smile, and said: "Treat people with sincerity? If I had not probed your body, I feel like you are possessed by an old fox at this moment."

Ning Changjiu didn't know how to answer, but just asked: "What else have you probed?"

Zhao Xiang'er curled his lips, looked at his eyes steadily, and said: "I have seen everything that should be seen."

Ning Changjiu stopped talking.

The girl smiled, with a sense of triumphant pride between her eyebrows, and said: "Then take care of your wounds, don't move."

Ning Changjiu nodded and said: "I want to sleep again."

Zhao Xiang'er said in a puzzled way: "Does this still need to be reported?"

Ning Changchang was silent for a moment, and said the truth: "His Royal Highness is beside me, I...can't sleep."

Zhao Xianger's face was slightly wrinkled, and she seemed a little annoyed, and said: "This is my boudoir, what you said... you want to drive me away?"

In the words, the killing intent is like a gossamer.

Ning Changjiu shuddered, and was slightly startled, thinking that this was actually the boudoir of His Royal Highness Xianger, and that this bed was where she rested on weekdays, and a strange feeling could not help feeling in her heart.

"Thank you for your kindness." Ning Chang thought for a long time and said.

Zhao Xianger suppressed the murderous aura that was deliberately exuding, and said: "Forget it, don't scare you, so I can rest, but I won't leave, because I'm not sure how you survived the thunder, if you I am really possessed by some evil demon. I must know for the first time that I am Zhao’s Royal Highness, so I want to look at you."

"Of course, I won't bother you either. I'm studying at the side of the case. If you have something, you can call me." The girl said.

Ning Changjiu has no sleepiness...

I don't know why, deep in his heart, there is always a complicated feeling for the girl in front of him, which seems to be jealous and guilty.

So the lone man and the widow are in the same room like this, and the other party is still the most noble and beautiful girl in the country of Zhao.

But Ning Changjiu didn't have the slightest thoughts.

The lights next to the bed have been extinguished, and the lights in the room have all dimmed, except for a sapphire lamp with a hook lotus pattern on the dark table.

Because that is the only light in the house, it is still eye-catching even if it is faint.

The girl's porcelain-white skin is shining with lights, and she outlines a soft curve. At this moment, she is only sixteen years old, but her body is well-developed, and a loose black dragon robe still can't cover the already proud curve.

Ning Changjiu's body is in a dilapidated condition, and he has a mediocre aptitude. Now he has withstood several wind swords and frost swords, and it is even more like a bamboo basket with water.

And the two remnants of souls bid farewell to themselves in the sky thunder, and they echoed in their minds from time to time.

One looked at the direction of the sister in the temple, stubbornly sad, and the other looked back at the moon many years ago, calmly.

Thoughts and doubts came up in his mind, like a mess of twine, but he could vaguely perceive the truth about his own rebirth, as if he was very close to him.

He was suddenly afraid of the answer.

He looked at the upper end of the bed, the carved wooden bed with dragons and phoenixes, not like Xiaojiabiyu, but with the atmosphere of flying into the sky.

Although the carved flowers are beautiful, it doesn't make much sense after a long time.

So he quietly turned his head and looked at the girl sitting alone in front of the lamp. Zhao Xiang'er wore long hair, her extremely thin hair pouring down silently, and her dark dragon robe was like a long night, only that beautiful Zhiyan saw it clearly in the light.

Zhao Xianger put down the pen, raised her head slightly, and asked, "Are you going to sleep or see me?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "I don't know what your Highness is writing?"

Zhao Xianger glanced at the rice paper and said calmly: "Tomorrow's arrangements."

"Tomorrow?"

"Well, now that the overall situation is over and awaiting success, there are naturally a lot of things to think about, not to mention..." Zhao Xianger's eyelids drooped slightly, her tone of voice paused, and said: "Not to mention tomorrow is my birthday. "

Ning Changjiu nodded gently, and said sincerely: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, you have done so much for the State of Zhao, and tomorrow should be celebrated with everyone."

The corners of Zhao Xianger's mouth faintly aroused, and she laughed self-deprecatingly.

Ning Changjiu noticed that she seemed to have something on her mind, and asked: "The old fox is dead, and the sister demon species has been sealed, what are you still worried about?"

Zhao Xianger said anxiously: "The mood is always difficult to be quiet, afraid of variables."

Ning Changjiu said: "The general situation is set, it should be difficult to make waves again."

Zhao Xianger no longer writes. She put her slender fingers between her knees. She raised her head and looked at Ning Changjiu, her expression faint, and she stared for a while before finally saying: "I am looking at you today, it’s not right. You are intentional, but I think you may be the variable."

Ning Changjiu frowned slightly: "Why?"

Zhao Xianger said: "Because I don't know your origin and origins, you are obviously a mediocre talent, where did you come from, and why you are so clean, and as far as I know, that night, you Ning Xiaoling and Ning Xiaoling were both killed by Ning Qinshui. Why did they come back from the dead? I don’t believe that there is such a thing in the world, but you don’t seem to be possessed by evil spirits. When I searched your soul, I found that you have a complete three. The seven souls are no different from ordinary people."

"So I don't understand, what exactly have you...experienced."

"Tonight is still long, can you help me dispel the doubts in my heart?"