In the mansion of Zhiming, Ning Chen returned, put on his regular clothes with clean hands, and then came to the study where the young lady had been waiting for.

After serving the best tea in the mansion, Ruoxi stepped out without disturbing the conversation between the two.

"I haven't asked what the girl calls me yet?" Ning Chen asked with a smile.

"Chang the Moon"

The woman often looked at the person in front of her and said calmly, the battle to send back the Pope. She watched the battle on the spot, and she knew very well how cold this seemingly approachable young man was. The millions of blood lights at the beginning were real souls.

Being cruel to others and being even more cruel to yourself, scheming is as unfathomable as a woman. This is what women often say about the young people in front of her.

However, women often know that although they know their fates, they cherish the people around them very much, and even regard them as more important than their own lives.

"Good name"

Ning Chen smiled gently and then continued, "To save me, Miss Changyue has spent money."

He knew better than anyone else about his situation. His soul was dispersed, his body was exhausted, and his body was exhausted, almost half of his body was buried in the loess. It is conceivable how huge the Changyue spent to save him.

"Did you spend money? Haha, there are really a lot. One soul-suppressing bead, three heaven-returning pills, and the female master of my realm will come in person to gather your soul and extend your life with the art of returning to heaven. As for the other heavenly treasures consumed, I won't count them one by one, and I will count them in a while."

The girl often picked up the tea, took a sip, and said lightly.

Hearing the words of the woman in front of him, Ning Chen's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and this favor seemed to be a little too big.

"Girl, are we friends?" Ning Chen put down the tea in his hand and said seriously.

"Not counted"

The woman often denied it directly, with a strange look on her lips, and said, "Marquis Zhiming, don't think that I have never understood your affairs in these days. Being your friend is really not a simple thing. Changyue does not have this blessing."

There are many people who have been killed by this Xingkeng. To be his friends, you not only need to be attentive but also have a great life.

Ning Chen smiled helplessly. It turned out that his reputation was so unbearable.

"The reason I saved you is meticulous, www

"Which volume?" Ning Chen also looked down and asked.

The Ming Chaos has been destroyed in the final battle with the King of the Underworld. No one knows that Wu Zhici, except Luan Fengchen and others, is here. In this way, Changyue wants to obtain the Book of Heaven, should be in the three volumes of Heaven, Earth, and Life.

"The scroll of heaven and the scroll of life" the woman always said calmly.

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and then sighed deeply in his heart. What he was most worried about was still happening.

"Miss Changyue, I can give you the scroll of heaven silently, but the scroll of life cannot do it. This scroll is given to you by others. I may have promised that I will not let others watch it. Can the girl change the conditions?" Ning Chen said seriously.

"No, two volumes are indispensable." The woman often drank tea and said lightly.

Ning Chen frowned, thought for a while, and looked up and asked, "Can you ask the girl why the scroll of life is used?"

There are thousands of martial arts in the world, each with its own strengths and weaknesses. The Book of Heaven is not suitable for everyone. Changyue spent such a huge price to save him. If it was just for the sake of one more practice method, it would be really not worth it.

"It's okay to tell you. I need to use the scroll of life to merge the special attributes of any body and impact the Great Perfection Realm"

The woman answered honestly, as for the next half sentence, she was pressed into her heart and said it. Once both bodies have reached the Great Perfection, she can try to step into the next realm, and no one has ever entered.

Ning Chen fell silent for a long time and said, "Miss Changyue, since you need the true essence of the scroll of life, not the practice of cultivation, then before you step into the Great Perfection, the required scroll of life will be peeled off from me."

"For a promise, sacrifice your future freedom. Whether it is worth it or not, you have to think about it." A light flashed in the eyes of the young lady Chang, and she said slowly.

She doesn't care who will practice the scroll of life. Even if she does, she will have to start from scratch, and the progress is not much different. Moreover, the person in front of her has practiced it once, and it may be faster to practice it again.

"It's not a question of whether it's worth or not. Since you agree, you should do it. This is a matter of course," Ning Chen replied.

The girl often didn't persuade her anymore and said calmly, "Then you prepare for it, we will set off tomorrow and go to the hometown of the West Buddha."

Ning Chen nodded silently and responded.

After receiving the reply, the lady Chen said something more. Put down the teacup in her hand, got up and walked out of the study. When she was about to go out, she suddenly stepped down and said seriously, "The method of unity and dual transformation is not omnipotent. You have too much karma. Every karma in the future will be as difficult as ascending to heaven. After all, the clone is not as good as the original body. If it is destroyed in the heavenly tribulation, it will be difficult for me to save you again. At that time, I will use the bokeh of your consciousness to strip out the cultivation method of the scroll of life without hesitation."

After saying that, the girl often walked out of the study room, and disappeared without a trace after a moment.

Ning Chen sighed softly, got up and came to the bookshelf, reached out and pushed open the stone door of the secret room, and walked into it.

In the coffin cast by ice and snow, the ghost girl was still unconscious and still awake. Her beautiful face was peaceful and peaceful, as if she was asleep.

The ghost source returns, and the three souls are complete, but the woman in the coffin is unable to wake up for some reason. Ning Chen's eyes cannot hide the pain. When will the love he owe in this life be repaid?

In the stone room, I stood quietly in plain clothes all night. At dawn the next day, Zhide walked out without saying goodbye to anyone, and left with the girl who came.

In the study, the red-clothed Zhide stayed and transformed into a clone. As usual, she sat there quietly thinking about things, no difference from before.

"Mr. Marquis, it's time to go into the palace to pay homage to the Empress."

Ruoxi knocked on the door of the study, then pushed the door and walked into it, opening his mouth.

"kindness"

Ning Chen stood up, time stagnated at this moment, turning into a microcosm of the future, day after day, seven years, never changed again.

Time flies, seven years pass by like a white horse, and it is fleeting in a blink of an eye. Chier succeeds to the throne, Changsun returns to power, Kong Yu is the marquis, and everything about Daxia is moving forward step by step. Although it is no longer as prosperous as before, due to the existence of Zhide, no rebellion occurs again.

Ning Xi left the mansion and betrothed with the princess' etiquette that the son of Taiping Hou who was beaten up by Ning Chen, the former playboy. After the drastic changes at home, he became much more mature and took the initiative to go to the frontier to inherit his father's will to protect Daxia.

If the neck ulcer stays in the Hou Mansion for seven years, it will be like grinding ink and adding fragrance, serving tea and water, and never seeking anything or wanting to change anything.

Changsun never mentioned the three-year agreement made with Changsun again. The mistress of the marquis's mansion was always empty. Even many ministers wrote to the letter to mention this matter, but they were eventually suppressed by Changsun.

Seven years have passed, and the eldest grandson, who has been working hard for many years, will never be able to support his health and will reach a lifetime of spasm.

Ning Chen stood silently in front of Changsun's steps, and he stood for several days and nights without leaving a single step.

Outside the imperial city, there are lights and decorations. The new year is approaching. The atmosphere of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new is spreading in the imperial city, and the city is full of celebration and bustling.

When the New Year bell rang, Changsun, who had been sleeping all the time, woke up, his eyes brighter than before.

A touch of unconcealed sadness flashed deep in Ning Chen's eyes. Finally, is this moment still the moment?

"Help me up" Changsun said softly.

"Um"

Ning Chen nodded, then stepped forward and helped Changsun, stood up with heart, got out of bed, and walked towards the window beside him.

Behind him, tears filled Qingning and Xia Xinyu's eyes, and she turned her head slightly to prevent the tears from affecting Changsun's final mood.

Inside and outside the palace, the lights are so beautiful that the night of the imperial city is as bright as the daytime. The bells echo, and the new year follows.

"I remember when you first entered the palace, you were not as tall as the palace. You were so arrogant that you looked like a filial son. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed," Changsun looked at the lights outside the window and said softly.

"I was stupid at that time. I just ran into the West Palace and the Queen Mother again. Now, I thought about it. I was so lucky that I had caused so much trouble and I was not cut off my head." Ning Chen smiled and responded.

Changsun smiled. Time flies so fast. Who would have thought that a child he picked up had grown to such a level?

Outside the window, on the starry night sky, a bright moon hangs high, and the moonlight is falling, slightly cold, but it is not so unbearable.

The figure in front of the window quietly looked at the scenery outside. After a long time, his arms were silently hanging down, leaning on Zhiming's shoulder, and falling asleep peacefully.

Changsun’s life will be completed without regrets!

The tears in Qingning and Xia Xinyu's eyes were hard to suppress in an instant, and they dripped down. They knelt down and bid farewell to their loved ones for life.

Zhiming shed tears, wet her red clothes, and faced the gods who had never wavered, his body trembled again and again, and his heart gradually sinks.

"You still know to come back!"

"I know I'm wrong"

"Say, what's wrong with you!"

"I shouldn't have tied up Sister Ning, nor should I take the palace objects privately, nor should I falsely pass on the orders of the Empress and secretly run out of the palace."

"I shouldn't have bargained with the Empress and refused to return to the palace."

"Okay, very good. If you don't say it, I really don't know that you have made so many mistakes."

"You said, how should I defect to you!"

"Empress, Ning Chen also knew that he was wrong. Now the matter of the envoy of Zhenji Kingdom is the most important thing. It is better to give him a chance to commit crimes and make meritorious service."

"Since even Qingning pleads for you, I will spare you this time, but the death penalty can be forgiven, and the living penalty cannot be escaped. If you want to leave the palace, I will punish you for half a year and you will not be allowed to step out of Weiyang Palace within half a year!"

"Are you so eager to leave?"

"Empress, I believe you know that my personality is not suitable for the palace. As long as you stay here, you will get into trouble sooner or later."

"I am the dignified Empress of Daxia, but I still don't have enough protection, what are you afraid of?"

The past is like a passing cloud, flashing in front of Zhiming's eyes, reflected in the falling tears. The man's tears don't flick easily, but he has not reached the sad place...
Chapter completed!