The embossed wall was built by Candle Moth for Emperor Liang to protect these secrets. She was confident that even a monk would not be able to unravel it, but Ji Qingzhuo was surprised by what Ji Qingzhuo said.

Zhu Mo thought, that night, it was the same voice that made her do things in a strange way. Who is this woman pretending to be a dumb female official in front of her?

"What's your purpose?" Zhu Mo 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, and I'm a demon. You want to protect me? It's ridiculous." Candle Moth raised Ji Qingzhuo's chin with one hand, and looked into her eyes carefully.

Ji Qingzhuo still didn't dare to look at her, her eyes fell on the curtain in the distance, her thoughts began to wander again, thinking of the portrait hidden behind the curtain that day... Shen Rongyu's mother, she remembered that behind the portrait, There was also a big box, but Candlemoth didn't open it that night.

"I don't want to protect you, I just want you... to abandon the identity of the demon with more dignity." Ji Qingzhuo still honestly stated her purpose, she would not let the candle moth **** other people's souls like this, perhaps, for Now for the evil Candle Moth, to separate her spiritual consciousness from the ghost energy of the earth veins is also a kind of death.

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

"You want me to die too..." Candle Moth's fingers slid under Ji Qingzhuo's chin bent, pressed her throat, and sank slightly.

But Ji Qingzhuo still didn't feel her killing intent, and Zhu Mo thought she was from Liang Guo.

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

"What's the difference between that and being dead? I'm an evil spirit, and if the ghost energy of the earth veins leaves me, I'm not me anymore." Zhumo closed her eyes and said softly, "I don't want to go back to that summer and chase after Wuwang. lights."

"Candle moth, I can't tell you about this kind of thing." Ji Qingzhuo stretched out his hand and held Candle moth's pale and slender fingertips, "I just want to inform you."

"I'll kill you now." Candlemoth narrowed his eyes.

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

This promise gave Ji Qingzhuo a vain illusion—she naively thought that the candle moth had some humanity.

She has a human face and can speak human words, so how can she not have a trace of humanity?

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

Candlemoth looked at her, and laughed loudly, "Fool."

Someone said that to her again, Ji Qingzhuo sighed softly, got up and bid farewell to Zhumo.

Seeing her stupid appearance of desperately trying to protect her, Zhu Mo also had a beautiful misunderstanding. She thought Ji Qingzhuo was sent by Emperor Liang.

He is always so stupid, a human being, thinking of protecting the evil spirits, does Liang Xing think that she will be moved in the slightest?

She just laughed at him for being stupid.

Candle moth watched Ji Qingzhuo leave, and didn't spread the news that she was able to speak.

Ji Qingzhuo knew that he could control Candle Moth and let her do things according to her own wishes, but... she was unwilling to use her abilities in such a place.

When a person has enough power and no one can restrain him, he himself will become his own shackles.

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

She returned to Youzhuyuan, and even had time to deal with the bills. After finishing her work, Shen Rongyu hadn't come back, so Ji Qingzhuo went back to her room.

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

Just now in the Candle Palace, she was pinched several times by the Candle Moth, but it was not fatal, but it was painful and would leave marks.

Ji Qingzhuo knew Shen Rongyu's temperament, when he came back and saw his scars, he decided to give her medicine, she was thin-skinned and shy every time.

After rummaging in her purse for a while, she took out the medicine bottle, touched the umbrella by the way, and put the 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 suffered a little injury, and when he comes back, he will definitely make trouble with me again. "

When no one is around, facing 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 applied medicine to her, his fingertips brushed her skin, and that movement was as gentle and tender as a red air current.

Red Airflow is a bad guy, and so is Shen Rongyu.

Umbrella won't give her a response, that's what Ji Qingzhuo wanted. She smeared the potion on her neck indiscriminately. After dealing with it, she leaned over and kissed the surface of the umbrella: "It's better to be an umbrella. Say nothing."

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

Of course, after Ji Qingzhuo took the umbrella out of his purse with such a calm expression, he couldn't keep it up.

When Ji Qingzhuo stroked the handle of the umbrella, his brows twitched slightly, as if a strange touch came from an unknown place.

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

Shen Rongyu hoped that Ji Qingzhuo would stop touching it, 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 applied the medicine herself, and he wrote it down.

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

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

Ji Qingzhuo's lips fell near the imprint of Hongtan on the umbrella. Her lips were soft and had a temperature he was familiar with—wait a minute, why is he so familiar with the temperature of her lips.

In addition, on Shen Rongyu's back, it seemed that someone had placed a light kiss on it. Shen Rongyu felt that all the 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 in the bustling street of Xuedu, and there were people coming and going around him.

Try to ignore Ji Qingzhuo's movement of holding the umbrella - even though he can feel every curve of her chest.

He pressed his thumb on the hilt of the Buried Snow Sword, and unexpectedly went to a nearby shop to buy some small things at random, but they were just women's clothing - let Ji Qingzhuo wear them when he bought them.

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

At this time, Ji Qingzhuo was still researching which accessory to change for the umbrella tomorrow. She wanted to ask the system to come out and express some opinions, but the system did not show up—now that Shen Rongyu is not by her side, why is the system hiding?

When Shen Rongyu pushed the door to enter, Ji Qingzhuo immediately put down the umbrella. She still remembered that Shen Rongyu told her not to carry the umbrella all day long, and put the umbrella in her purse when there was nothing to do.

Sometimes Ji Qingzhuo felt that Shen Rongyu was a little too meddlesome. When she was on Baishui Island before, she kissed and kissed Shen Rongyu fiercely, so he thought she didn't see it.

So she took it for granted that it was Shen Rongyu's magic weapon to mind that she liked her too much, so in front of him, she would try her best to cover it up. Of course he was gone, so she could take out the umbrella and play casually, she thought, he didn't know anyway.

Ji Qingzhuo's cover-up was a little clumsy. From Shen Rongyu's point of view, Ji Qingzhuo hastily put down the umbrella and stuffed the two strings of accessories into the jewelry box, as if he was trying to push away the stranger he just met—if it wasn't for The words that the touch of her holding the umbrella was still on him a moment ago.

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

Ji Qingzhuo called him with some guilt: "Xiaoyu, are you back?"

The hands on her knees twisted uneasily. Apart from the umbrella, her guilt mainly came from the fact that she had taken the medicine without telling Shen Rongyu.

"Yeah." Shen Rongyu put a few boxes of clothes in front of her, "Going 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 going out of the palace is not for "something", but for something big.

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

Ji Qingzhuo carried the box over, put it on his lap, and slowly unwrapped it with his head down.

There is a new set of clothes inside, with bright yellow flowers embroidered on the cuffs and skirt, fresh and lovely.

"When I left the city today, I saw that the snow outside the city had melted a lot, and some flowers bloomed here and there." Shen Rongyu sat beside her and said.

He thought, it's time for Ji Qingzhuo to change into some spring-like clothes - it's really interesting 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 that were habitually pursed slightly turned up.

"You can wear it when the weather is warmer." Ji Qingzhuo whispered while playing with the tulle ribbons that fell from this set of clothes.

Shen Rongyu looked at the faint smile on her lips, he thought, Ji Qingzhuo is actually quite easy to coax, and sometimes some 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.

Just now when Ji Qingzhuo applied the medicine indiscriminately, the medicine stained his collar. Now he smelled it casually, and he could smell the clear smell of herbs.

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

"Zuozhuo, do you smell 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 remained silent. She would not lie, she could only pretend not to know.

Shen Rongyu lowered his head, sniffed at the side of her neck, and asked in a low voice, "Are you injured?"

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Xiaoyu earnestly said: I told you not to touch the umbrella all day, and I will not harm you.