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This relief wall was built by Candle Moth for Emperor Liang to protect these secrets. She was very confident that even a cultivator would not be able to unravel it, but Ji Qingzhuo said this, which surprised Candle Moth.

Candle Moth thought, that night, it was the same voice who made her do things by ghosts and spirits. Who is this woman pretending to be a dumb female official in front of her?

"What's your purpose?" Candle Moth didn't believe that Ji Qingzhuo had good intentions.

"I don't want you to be killed by her." Ji Qingzhuo repeated his purpose.

"You're a human, I'm a demon, you want to protect me? It's ridiculous." Candle Moth lifted Ji Qingzhuo's chin with one hand and looked at her eyes carefully.

Ji Qingzhuo still didn't dare to look at her, her eyes fell on the curtain in the distance, and her thoughts began to wander again, thinking of the portrait that was hidden behind the curtain that day... Shen Rongyu's mother, she remembered that after the portrait , and a large box, which the moth didn't open that night.

"I don't want to protect you, I just want you to... abandon your identity as a demon more dignifiedly." Ji Qingzhuo still honestly stated her purpose, she would not let the candle moth suck the souls of others like this, perhaps, For the now evil Candle Moth, it is also a kind of death to separate her spiritual consciousness from the earth vein ghost qi.

Ji Qingzhuo would not deceive Candle Moth, so she clearly stated her purpose.

"You want me to die too..." Candle Moth's fingers that swiped on Ji Qingzhuo's lower jaw flexed, pressed against her throat, and sank slightly.

But Ji Qingzhuo still didn't feel her killing intent, and Candle Moth thought she was from Liang.

"What kind of death do you understand?" Ji Qingzhuo asked her back, "After I transform you, you will still be able to maintain your current consciousness, but the demonic power you gained because of the ghost energy of the earth will be recovered."

"What's the difference between that and being dead? I'm a demon, and when the terrestrial ghost energy leaves me, I'm not me." Candle Moth closed his eyes and said softly, "I don't want to go back to that summer to chase Wuwang. lights."

"Candle moth, this kind of thing is not clear." Ji Qingzhuo stretched out his hand and held Candle Moth's pale and slender fingertips, "I just informed you."

"I'll kill you now." Candle Moth narrowed his eyes.

But she didn't do it for a long time, not because she kept her promise with Emperor Liang, but because the price of breaking the promise was too high. Once she hurt the people of Liang, she would die. This is why she did not take action against the people of Liang. s reason.

This promise gave Ji Qingzhuo a false impression - she naively thought that Candle Moth had a little humanity.

She has a human face and can speak human words, how could she have no trace of humanity?

Ji Qingzhuo has a kind of innocent kindness, which makes some of her behaviors ridiculous. She said to Candle Moth seriously: "I will not let her come to Candle Palace and discover your secrets."

Candle Moth looked at her and laughed, with a crisp laugh: "Fool."

Someone said that to her again, Ji Qingzhuo sighed and got up to say goodbye to Candle Moth.

Seeing her stupid and desperately trying to protect her, Candle Moth also had a beautiful misunderstanding, she thought Ji Qingzhuo was sent by Emperor Liang.

He is always so stupid, a human being, thinking about protecting the demons, does Liang Xing think she will be touched in the slightest?

She would just laugh at him being stupid.

Candle Moth watched Ji Qingzhuo leave, and did not spread the news that she could speak.

Ji Qingzhuo knows that she can control the candle moth and let her do things according to her own wishes, but... she is unwilling to use her abilities in such a place.

When a person possesses enough power that no one can restrain him, he himself becomes his own yoke.

The same is true for Ji Qingzhuo, she can rationally control her ability and use it in the right place.

She returned to Youzhu Garden, and even had time to deal with the bills. After finishing her work, before Shen Rongyu came back, Ji Qingzhuo went back to her room.

Ji Qingzhuo took off the pale pink cloak he was wearing, and then lifted the thick collar, looking at his neck in the mirror.

Just now in Candle Palace, she was pinched several times by candle moths, which was not fatal, but hurt and left traces.

Ji Qingzhuo knew Shen Rongyu's temperament. When he came back and saw his scars, he would definitely give her medicine. She was thin-skinned and shy every time.

After rummaging in her small purse for a while, she took out the medicine bottle and found the umbrella by the way, and she even put the umbrella and umbrella on the table in front of her.

Looking at the umbrella placed in front of his mirror, Ji Qingzhuo couldn't help touching its beautiful handle, and said to himself, "I have suffered a little injury, and when he comes back, he will definitely make trouble with me again. "

When there is no one, in the face of certain things, she will have such an inexplicable desire to talk.

"He's really bad, isn't he?" Ji Qingzhuo remembered that every time Shen Rongyu gave her medicine, his fingertips ran across her skin, and the movements were as gentle as red air.

The red airflow is a bad guy, and so is Shen Rongyu.

Umbrella would not respond to her. Ji Qingzhuo wanted this effect. She smeared the potion on her neck, and after finishing it, she leaned over and kissed the umbrella: "Umbrella is better. Don't say anything."

At this time, Shen Rongyu was leaving the Lan family's mansion. Behind him, several huge spells of light collided with great momentum, and he left there with his sword, without the slightest noise, with a calm bearing.

Of course, after Ji Qingzhuo took the umbrella out of his small purse, he couldn't keep it so indifferent.

When Ji Qingzhuo stroked the handle of the umbrella, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and there seemed to be a strange touch coming from an unknown place.

He retracted the sword and fell to the ground, the knuckles of his fingers holding the Snow Burying Sword turned white.

Shen Rongyu hoped that Ji Qingzhuo would not touch it again, but she not only continued to hold the umbrella, but also talked to it.

She was injured, and she wanted to hide it from him and secretly apply the medicine, he wrote it down.

She said that he was bad, and that the umbrella was better than him... She even kissed the umbrella.

Shen Rongyu's complexion was as cold and solemn as frost and snow, but when Ji Qingzhuo's kiss fell on the umbrella, the cheeks turned slightly red, all the way to the base of his ears.

Ji Qingzhuo's lips fell near the red tan mark on the umbrella. Her lips were soft and the temperature he was familiar with—wait, why is he so familiar with the temperature of her lips.

Along with that, someone seemed to drop a light kiss on Shen Rongyu's back, and Shen Rongyu felt that all his perceptions on his back were concentrated on that point, and he couldn't show the slightest difference in his actions.

Because at this time he was on the bustling street of Xuedu, and there were people coming and going.

He tried his best to ignore Ji Qingzhuo's movement of holding the umbrella even though he could feel every curve on her chest.

With his thumb pressed on the hilt of the Snow Burying Sword, he still had time to go to a nearby shop, and bought some gadgets at will, but it was just some women's clothing - let Ji Qingzhuo wear it when he bought it.

With the things he bought from outside the palace, he returned to the palace and walked to Youzhu Garden.

At this time, Ji Qingzhuo was still researching which accessory to replace the umbrella with tomorrow. She wanted to ask the system to come out and express some opinions, but the system didn't show up. Now that Shen Rongyu is not by her side, what is the system hiding?

When Shen Rongyu pushed open the door and entered, Ji Qingzhuo put down the umbrella immediately. She still remembered that Shen Rongyu told her not to carry the umbrella and umbrella all day.

Ji Qingzhuo sometimes felt that Shen Rongyu was in control a bit too much. When she was on Baishui Island before, she kissed again and again, and Shen Rongyu was fierce and fierce, and thought she didn't see it.

Therefore, she should have thought that Shen Rongyu was a magic weapon for minding that she liked herself too much, so she would try to cover it up in front of him. Of course, when he's gone, she can just take out the umbrella and play with it, she thought, he doesn't know it anyway.

Ji Qingzhuo's concealment was a bit clumsy. From Shen Rongyu's point of view, Ji Qingzhuo hurriedly put down his umbrella and put the two strings of accessories into the jewelry box, as if he was trying to push away the strangeness he had just met——If It wasn't that the feeling of her holding the umbrella was still stuck on him a moment ago.

He didn't show any abnormal expression, and on the way back to the palace, he had already calmed down his emotions.

Ji Qingzhuo called him with a guilty conscience: "Xiaoyu, are you back?"

Her hands on her knees twisted uneasily. Apart from the umbrella, her guilty conscience was mainly due to the fact that she had been taking medicine without Shen Rongyu.

"Well." Shen Rongyu put a few boxes of clothes in front of her, "I went out of the palace to do something."

——Of course, when Ji Qingzhuo hears the news from outside the palace tomorrow, she will know that Shen Rongyu's departure from the palace is not for "something", but for a major event.

After he did that, he even had time to buy Ji Qingzhuo something she liked.

Ji Qingzhuo carried the box over, put it on his lap, lowered his head and slowly opened the package.

Inside is a new set of clothes, with bright yellow flowers embroidered on the cuffs and front of the shirt, fresh and cute.

"When I went out of the city today, I saw that the snow outside the city had melted a lot, and there were sporadic flowers blooming." Shen Rongyu said as she sat beside her.

He thought that it was time for Ji Qingzhuo to change into some spring-like clothes—it was really fun to dress her up.

Ji Qingzhuo unfolded the soft clothes and compared them in front of him. He liked it a little, and the corners of his lips, which were habitually pursed slightly, also curled up.

"You can wear it when the weather is a little warmer." Ji Qingzhuo whispered while playing with the tulle streamers that fell from the clothes.

Shen Rongyu looked at the faint smile on her lips, he thought, Ji Qingzhuo is actually quite coaxing, and sometimes small things can make her happy.

He raised his hand, touched the tip of his nose, and thought again, but unfortunately, she really can't hide herself.

When Ji Qingzhuo was randomly applying the medicine, the potion got on his collar, and now he smells it, and he smells a clear herbal smell.

So, Shen Rongyu leaned over and touched Ji Qingzhuo's temple, and the tip of her nose touched the blue silk behind her ear.

"Zhu Zhuo, have you smelled the herbs?" Shen Rongyu asked knowingly.

Ji Qingzhuo sniffed, she smelled it.

She knew where the smell of the herb came from, so she pursed her lips and fell silent. She couldn't lie, she could only pretend she didn't know.

Shen Rongyu lowered her head, sniffed on the side of her neck, and asked in a low voice, "Injured?"

The author says:

Xiaoyu said bitterly: I told you not to touch the umbrella all day, and I won't hurt you.