Beyond the Divine States Chapter 236: : The Eve of the Wedding Banquet

Zhao Xiang'er’s bedroom is called Lingque Pavilion. The structure of the bedroom is classical and quiet. The furniture on display is all precious wooden artifacts. In the meantime, two colorful paper lanterns are held by the maid in the palace dress painted on the wall, and they are fascinated. In the bright light and the dark golden halo, the bead curtains and curtains hang quietly.

It's been a long night.

Ning Changjiu wore a white robe and walked in the bedroom, his gaze settling on the painting on the wall, attracted by the enveloped letter, he read it for a while and couldn't help but laughed out: "You still stay Come on."

Zhao Xianger nodded and said: "Of course. This is one of your evidence, don't want to erase it easily."

Ning Changjiu looked at the letter, his eyes hovering for a long time on the words "I hope people will last, and my Highness."

"It's so childish to write." Ning Changjiu commented.

Zhao Xianger smiled faintly: "I thought you were going to talk about yesterday's saying that I am not me."

Ning Changjiu said: "I was indeed not me yesterday, because..."

Zhao Xianger interrupted: "I don't want to argue with you about this."

Ning Changjiu withdrew his thoughts. He walked through the round flower-carved wooden door and walked to the wooden frame bed with hanging curtains. He woke up here after experiencing thunder.

The bedding is neatly folded, everything is as old.

"What do you stand by my bed? Do you want to go to bed?" Zhao Xianger turned around and asked with a smile.

The back of her white single dress was slightly transparent in the candlelight, glowing with a faint crimson color, like a piece of clear yarn.

Ning Changjiu said: "Don't worry, tonight is still very long."

Zhao Xianger said: "When you woke up, I seemed to say that."

Ning Changjiu said: "Yes, that was the first time we met in the true sense."

Zhao Xianger recalled: "It's only been more than three years."

"Three years..." Ning Changjiu said: "By the way, tomorrow... let's go to Baicheng."

Zhao Xianger's eyes narrowed slightly: "I can't sit still after only four days?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Don't you want to see her before you leave?"

"I thought very much." A smile appeared on Zhao Xianger's lips: "When Lu married at the edge of the abyss, he had a chat with me for a long time. At that time, I was not close to her. What to refute, but now she is no longer my opponent, I see if she dares to be arrogant when we meet again."

Ning Changjiu walked behind Zhao Xiang'er, put his hand gently on her shoulder, and smiled: "Yes, Xiang'er is the most powerful. Can I ask for mercy for the teacher?"

Zhao Xianger's expression became colder, she patted Ning Changjiu's hand, her eyes were silky: "This whole night, is it possible that you want to talk to me with other women all night?"

Ning Changjiu asked back: "What do you do then?"

Zhao Xianger said: "Of course it is to do some interesting things."

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Ning Changjiu picked up a white piece, placed it on the chessboard, raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Xianger, and said, "I didn't expect you to play chess?"

Zhao Xianger dropped the black son and proudly said: "I have been proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "The brothel girl also introduced herself like this."

Zhao Xianger is not upset, and her brows tactfully: "You seem to be very experienced?"

Ning Changjiu was stunned, and quickly explained: "It's just hearsay."

They alternated while chatting without a word.

Zhao Xianger said: "Actually, we haven't known each other for too long. The imperial city is only half a month, Linhe city is only one month, and now it's only seven days...It's less than two months to get together."

Ning Changjiu said: "Some people have stayed in bed for decades, and still have nothing to do with each other. Others fall in love at first sight. Time can't measure much."

Zhao Xianger said: "If we didn't have this marriage letter, would we still know each other?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "Are you still struggling with fate?"

Zhao Xianger first lightly said, "How can we not be entangled? You see, we are now outsiders. We can place these chess pieces anywhere, and then the loser's chess pieces will be The winner surrounds and eats..."

As the girl said, her index finger and **** sandwiched a black chess piece and lightly placed it on the chessboard, then moved her fingertips slightly, lifting a white piece surrounded by it, and placed it in a wooden chess box. in.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "The chess pieces are dead, but we are alive and kicking."

Zhao Xianger whispered: "In the eyes of those supreme gods, what is the difference between us and chess pieces?"

Ning Changjiu looked at the black and white pieces gradually spreading on the chessboard, and joked: "Then I have to hope that my bearer is not a stinky piece."

Zhao Xiang'er smiled and said: "I don't know how your master chess skills are, but your chess skills are indeed a mess."

Ning Changjiu disdainfully said: "It is more than enough to win you."

Zhao Xianger looked at the situation spreading out on the board with a cold smile: "When will your hard-mouthed problem be changed?"

Ning Changjiu didn't care, and said: "What if you win?"

Zhao Xianger has already seen his paper chess ability in this layout, and she doesn't believe that he can reverse the defeat.

The girl held her cheeks, her eyes slowly drifted away on the chessboard, and said: "If you can win, I will obey you in the next few days. If I win, otherwise, how?"

Ning Changjiu agreed.

He looked at the chessboard, and his relaxed spirit gradually became more dignified.

The two seem to be chatting casually, but their spirits are extremely tense, counting the complicated changes on the chessboard.

As the game reached the middle of the game, Zhao Xiang'er's certain color of confidence faded. She was sitting awkwardly, squeezing her chin, twisting the round and round black discs between her slender fingers, and she was uncertain.

Ning Changjiu put the white piece on the chessboard and pushed it straight with his fingers.

Zhao Xiang'er became more nervous. She looked at the piece that was rooted on the chessboard, biting her silver teeth slightly, wondering why this wicked person was hiding again? Was it possible that the shabby start earlier was deliberately shown to myself? This is the same person as the coup at this time...

Ning Changjiu doesn't have much research on chess, and only when he was boring in his previous life, he would play playing music. He can turn the situation around, relying on Zhao Xianger's self-feeling good "everything proficient".

But it's no wonder she, since ancient times, those emperors looking for national players to play chess, no national players dare to win the emperor, so the emperor always has the illusion that his chess skills are unique in the world. He could even think of Zhao Xianger being let go by the girls in the palace everywhere when he was a child.

In the past, Zhao Xianger always felt that this was a trail, and he had reached the pinnacle within a few days and was invincible in the chess world of Zhao Guo. Today, she finally saw the cruelty behind playing chess and the deceitfulness of the palace ladies under Ning Changjiu, a not-so-skilled chess player.

The chess has passed the middle game, and her heart is a little confused.

"Xiang'er, don't worry, you can think slowly." Ning Changjiu put his sleeves together, smiling badly.

Zhao Xianger's heart is uncomfortable. If she loses, with the disposition of this wicked person, she will definitely lead Lu to marry and bully herself. She doesn't want to think about this scene...

Zhao Xianger said lightly: "Actually I am not thinking about this."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Then what are you thinking?"

Zhao Xianger said sternly: "Have you ever thought about what we are facing now?"

Ning Changjiu came to be interested and asked: "What are your thoughts?"

Zhao Xianger said: "Do you remember the soul swallower?"

"Of course I remember."

"It is said that outside the world, there is a sea of ​​ruins, where there are hundreds of soul swallowers floating there, and every soul swallower, in the past, was a big monster with at least five realms..."

Ning Changjiu certainly thought about it. His answer is the only one. There is only one existence that can kill these five great demons, and that is the twelve Lords of the Kingdom of God.

Ning Changjiu asked: "Are there only demons in the market?"

Zhao Xianger's thin lips tightened, and a moment later said: "I don't know."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Do you think heaven and earth have their own emotions?"

"Emotions?"

"Hmm..." Ning Changjiu said: "In folk legends, the world was originally occupied by a huge, chaotic creature. Later, someone killed this huge creature with an axe, making the sky and the earth visible."

Zhao Xianger said: "That's just a story, how can there be such a powerful existence in the world?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm just thinking, if the world is sensible, then is it evil or good? What did he create such a world, so that hundreds of millions of living beings can multiply? "

Zhao Xianger said: "Your idea is terrible."

"Yes, it's just like these chess pieces. I never know who holds them." Ning Changjiu stared at the chessboard.

Zhao Xianger gently shook his head and said: "The world is not as simple as a chessboard. If you want to simulate this world simply..."

She pondered for a moment, grabbed a handful of chess pieces, and landed on the chessboard like a peas.

Those chess pieces did not fall, but scattered neatly and evenly, becoming a huge half-arch covering the chessboard, like stars hanging in the sky.

"If this is the sea of ​​ruins..." Zhao Xianger looked at the world like a round sky, and picked up twelve chess pieces, floating around the world in a precise arrangement, glowing brightly. White light.

"This is the Twelve Kingdoms of Gods." Zhao Xianger said again.

Ning Changjiu looked at this simple world construction and said: "Actually, I have always been very surprised, why the twelve kingdoms of God can coexist in the world, but only one can be opened at the same time. It is better than the master of the kingdom being imprisoned in the kingdom of God. , Seeing the world once in thirteen years, is it really the freedom they seek?"

Zhao Xianger looked at the twelve chess pieces floating outside the sea of ​​ruins, and was silent for a long time, and finally said a thought hidden in her heart: "Since the beginning of history, it has never appeared, like this Twelve such powerful gods...They are not inferior to the few true gods born at the beginning of Hongmeng when they reached the peak of their spiritual power, and even stronger than them. Is this really possible?"

Ning Chang was lost in thought for a long time.

"I understand what you mean." Ning Changjiu said, "Only where the aquatic plants are fertile can bred strong cattle and sheep. The world is now stabilized. The speed of nurturing aura and the speed at which the ascendant takes away the aura Almost a delicate balance has been reached. Except five hundred years ago, there has never been a scene where a large number of powerful practitioners emerged in any era."

Zhao Xianger nodded and said: "So what is the soil that gave birth to the twelve gods? What are they doing when the kingdom of gods is closed? Or..."

Zhao Xianger hesitated for a long time, then picked up another white piece, and carefully placed it on top of all the floating pieces: "Or, in this world, there is...the master..."

White child is suspended in the center.

Ning Changjiu looked at the chess pieces that were confused in black and white.

The cold autumn breeze blew in, and a coldness suddenly appeared in his heart. This inexplicable breath of the cold made his hair stand up and his hair was horrified.

Suddenly there was snow outside the temple gate.

The sky and the earth flashed.

After a while, thunder rumbling over.

Zhao Xianger seems to be a little afraid of thunder, and she shrinks her fingers in fright.

Ning Changjiu looked slightly different, thinking that this little girl is not afraid of everything, how could she be afraid of thunder? Soon, he understood the reason...

Following Zhao Xianger's frightened movements, the floating black and white pieces rained down on the chessboard, smashing the chess game they had previously played into a mess.

"Hmm..." Ning Changjiu looked at the destroyed chess game, lost in thought.

You have discussed so much with me, and you just want to turn the chessboard up?

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Xianger, wanting an explanation.

Zhao Xianger looked at the endless autumn rain outside the window, her pretty face was pale, her eyes flickered, and her panic seemed to have not faded. Her slender fingers pressed against some of her lips, and she looked extremely delicate.

After a while, she felt Ning Changjiu's gaze. After regaining her senses, she looked at the disrupted chess game, clasped her fist and tapped her head slightly, apologizing: "I... I was accidentally scared just now, this chess..."

Ning Changjiu looked at her blankly.

Zhao Xiang'er frowned and said annoyed: "You stinky chess basket, what are you looking at me? Is it possible that I broke the game and failed? You should thank this Thunder! Otherwise, you will not lose. Suspicious."

"Yes...I don't know how to promote." Ning Changjiu rubbed his temples in pain.

He remembered that Ning Xiaoling and Lu Jiajia had a similar gambling game at the time. At that time, Ning Xiaoling was about to win, and then was destroyed by Le and Yazhu. Lu Jiajia took advantage of the situation and relied on the account...

Hey, it's really unreasonable to be with these little girls and big girls.

Zhao Xianger listened to Ning Changjiu's words, she stretched out her hand and stroked her chest, closed her eyes, her brows were calmer, and then she reached out and picked up the teacup lying aside.

If there was no such thunder, she would pretend to knock down the teacup.

This tea set is also expensive, so I kept it anyway.

Zhao Xianger took a sip, looked over the glaze edge of the teacup, and watched Ning Changjiu sigh and pack the chess pieces. Her tight and pretty face understood slightly, and finally did not hold it back, her waist bent and her chest trembled. He laughed out loud.

Ning Changjiu was taken aback for a moment. When he raised his head, the tea was sprayed on his face.

Zhao Xiang'er looked at him helplessly, and felt even better. She pursed her lips, wiped away the water stains on her lips, twisted a towel and handed it to him, and said: "Wipe?"

Ning Changjiu couldn't bear it. She grabbed the hand she was handing the towel, and suddenly tugged, and then pressed her beautiful back, directly pressing her on the case scattered with chess pieces.

"What are you going to do? Don't hit me!"

"Where am I willing to fight Xiaoxiang?"

"Then you let me go..."

"Xiang'er, black **** and white pawn, which one do you prefer?"

"You...what are you going to do..."

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The autumn rain outside the window gradually stopped.

After frolicking, Zhao Xianger sat on the piano table by the window, pressed the strings with her bare hands, and shook her heart out.

She only had a thin single dress, and her slender white thighs sat slantingly, which matched the pitch-black piano case.

Ning Changjiu sat beside her, took a jade flute and played it gently, in harmony with her song.

The laughter in the bedroom has faded, and the sound of the piano and flute now has a slight sadness.

"Is it the last day to get married?"

After the tune faded away, Ning Changjiu made the final confirmation.

"Well, let's call sister Lu at that time." Zhao Xianger said: "After the wedding banquet, let's go to Baicheng together. The flying platform there is very interesting. I will tell you about it. Maybe you will use it in the future. On."

Ning Changjiu said: "After the wedding banquet, shouldn't it be the bridal candles and candles?"

Zhao Xiang'er's fingers overflowed with a few timbres: "I... haven't figured it out yet."

Ning Changjiu said: "Since returning to Zhao is your mother's destiny, you don't want to..."

Zhao Xianger said: "I am not a pedantic person, just like this country of Zhao. I was born here since I was a child. My mother let me regain lost ground and let my people live and work in peace and contentment. Even if I know it's fate, I am too Willing to do."

Ning Changjiu looked at her quietly, waiting for her to continue.

Zhao Xianger's words paused, and looked at him, and said: "I hate my mother for manipulating my life everywhere. It is true that I want to see my mother... The central thread, you should be able to understand Me. What's more, the time we know each other is too short after all, it would be a bit sloppy."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said softly: "According to your reasoning, I'm a bit at risk."

Zhao Xianger knelt on the smooth floor, looked at Ning Changjiu faintly, and said, "Of course, there are still two days left. If you perform well in these two days, maybe I will change my mind. ."

Ning Changjiu looked at her arrogant but squeamish appearance, and wanted to bit her lip fiercely.

"Well, I respect your decision no matter what." Ning Changjiu said.

"What about you?" Zhao Xianger asked back.

"Me?"

"Well, if I leave in the future, where are you going to lie to the little girl?"

"I...I might go to Middle-earth."

"Oh... to lie to your junior sister."

"...and find another person named'evil' by the way."

"Evil?" Zhao Xianger hadn't heard of it.

"Well, someone told me that he was a man who almost knew everything." Ning Changjiu said.

"Impossible." Zhao Xianger denied: "Don't you know that omniscience is two-way?"

"Two-way?"

"For example, everyone in the world knows the existence of the Lord of the Kingdom of God, so the Lord of the Kingdom of God also knows everyone in the world." Zhao Xianger said: "This is also a special rule."

The girl continued: "And no one knows that evil at all, how can it be called omniscience? What's more, the Lord of the Kingdom of God will never allow this kind of existence to survive in the world."

Ning Changjiu said: "The Lord of the Kingdom of God is not omniscient."

Just as the sinner does not know the death and identity of the headless god.

Zhao Xianger laughed at herself and said: "After all, we are just their pawns and we are not qualified to think about it."

Ning Changjiu nodded gently: "We don't want anything else for the next two days, and we will live only two pure days that belong to us."

Zhao Xianger asked: "Then how long did you marry Lu marry and stay alone, purely?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Didn't you say that you don't want to talk about other things?"

Zhao Xianger looked at him with a stiff smile and hummed softly: "Beasts."

After a brief silence, they spontaneously looked out the window.

There was a faint white light from the window.

Unconsciously, the night has passed, and the day outside is bright.

The light is so hazy after the curtain and yarn filter.

This is the fifth day of the week.

How short is seven days on the path of monasticism?

The sleeping palace is so quiet that no sound can be heard, but in a quiet world, time is always passing by.

"I will always remember these days." Zhao Xianger broke the silence.

"It's not life and death, what do you say about this?" Ning Changjiu closed his eyes slightly.

"I'm still a little scared." Zhao Xianger said: "I never thought that destiny is in the hands of one person, and it can be played with as natural and righteous as the sun is born and the sunset."

Ning Changjiu's mind involuntarily came up with that sword.

He said: "Yes, it's like light."

Zhao Xianger looked at the brightly lit curtain intently, and thought of escaping in her heart: "Who can escape the consecration?"

They were silent for a while.

Ning Changjiu stood up suddenly.

"But we can't hide in the shadows forever."

He walked to the window and opened the curtain with a splash.

The dust-like darkness in the house instantly dissipated, and the clear light pounced in after the rain, illuminating Ning Changjiu's cheeks like snow.

Zhao Xianger knelt and sat on the ground, looking at Ning Changjiu's back fluttering white robe.

His back blocked many of the light outside the window.

It just so happened that she was sitting in his shadow.

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In the early morning, in a teahouse, Lu Jiajia dressed in white men's clothing, holding a folding fan in his hand, sitting by the window, listening to the storyteller telling stories on the stage.

Rain is new, so is tea, and so is the story.

She tapped her palm lightly with a folding fan, and looked at Baicheng outside the window leisurely.

She felt that today, it’s not unreasonable for her to say something like three autumns after three days.

Today's storyteller tells the story of the black bird heroes who broke into Thousand Buddha Mountain together and killed the ghosts with all their faces together.

He described the viciousness of the Hundred-faced Ghost and the powerful martial arts of the pair of knights incisively and vividly. The battle was turned upside down, the situation was eclipsed, and the three hundred rounds were endless, and every move and every move was right.

"If you don’t believe me, you can go to the Thousand Buddha Mountain. Now that Thousand Buddha Mountain has collapsed in half. The big ghosts and the little ghosts have escaped countless. When you sleep, please remember to close the door and light a scent of goddess by the bed. ..."

"This scent of the gods is really inaccessible to the gods and ghosts. The nobles in the Zhao Kingdom palace use this. It happens to be in our store..."

Listening, Lu Jiajia silently chewed on the word "Black Sparrow Heroes" and smiled and said: "They are all people who have lived for two lives. When we were with that little girl, how could we still be a little girl? Childish."

Suddenly, there was a whole commotion outside the cafe.

A news came, and then it exploded in the crowd.

Everyone was shocked when they heard it, and there was a lot of discussion, and they were sure that this was false news.

Lu Jiajia also frowned slightly.

The news is nothing else, it is that Zhao Xiang'er, the empress of Zhao, is going to get married, and the time is tomorrow.

Lu Jia married with a fan against the palm, gently grinding: "What a guilty man..."

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(Thanks to the book friends for the unsatisfactory leader who rewarded me very often!! Thank you very much, and congratulations to the kingdom of God for having the fourteenth leader, thank you from the bottom of my heart!)

(Thanks to the heroes of the leader, Xiaosan Zxs, and the heroes who read and rewarded the heroes!)

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