She looked impatient, "What exactly do you want to do? Is this the so-called return of me to the original world?"

Does she look retarded?

Can't tell the difference between past and present?

Let her look at the past for a while, and then she will have a clear understanding?

Let go of all hatred?

Funny?

Zhen Shan looked at the twinkling stars in the sky. They were very beautiful, but he could never catch or touch them, let alone the fatal dangers contained in these beautiful stars.

However, when people don't really encounter it, they always hold on to naive illusions, hoping that they can catch the shining star.

Just like she was back then.

Zhen Shan didn't know why she had been watching the memory review for so long, but now it suddenly stopped.

It seemed that she was only allowed to see the good things in the past, while the painful aftermath was omitted and hidden in a self-deceiving way.

Zhen Shan slowly closed his eyes, recalling the unbearable past in his mind.

After taking revenge and watching them, it was her happiest and proudest time.

She is happy that Zhen Wang, that hypocrite, will die a good death. Her mother can rest in peace after being exposed to the Nine Springs. She has also taken back the suffering she suffered. She is proud that all her plans are in her plan. She thinks that as long as she presses the button

The plan is to leave, and revenge will only be a matter of time.

As long as she takes her revenge, she can stay with her master peacefully and stay with him for the rest of her life.

Life is so satisfying, how can she not be satisfied?

What she thought was a perfect plan and her proud strategy was actually just a joke.

Yanchu never thought about staying with her. The chess piece she thought was perfectly controlled had a grudge against her. She was submissive on the surface but had all kinds of schemes in her heart.

Of course, if Zhen Shan had always been the young master of the Spirit Clan, then her interests would not conflict with Concubine Rong, and Concubine Rong would naturally not quarrel with her.

Zhen Shan really thought that she would always be the young master of the Spiritual Clan.

However, the girl's deep attachment and wholehearted dedication did not move the heart of her loved one.

In Yan Chu's heart, she is only a chess piece, a chess piece that fulfills his responsibility as the leader of the Spirit Clan.

But she didn't know anything, she clung to him happily, teased him in a self-righteous way, and felt that he was gradually taking her into his heart.

That day, when peach blossoms were in full bloom all over the mountain and spring warmed the earth, she looked at him with eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness, "Master, will you marry me?"

Yan Chu pinched a peach branch that she had broken off. The beautiful peach blossoms were not as beautiful as his face. Those pale eyes, which were always cold and calm, and indifferent to all things, dazzled with tenderness. He smiled lightly and said, "Okay."

That was the happiest and most joyful moment in Zhen Shan's life. She curled up in his arms, smiling shyly and contentedly.

She felt that at that moment in her life, she had no regrets!

Yanchu agreed to marry her and fulfilled his promise, instructing the spirit tribe to prepare a grand wedding.

Zhen Shan recalled in a daze that on the day they got married, the Spirit Clan, which had always been white and cold, was hung with red silk everywhere. The peonies that Yan Chu got from who knows where bloomed all over the Clan's land, which was so beautiful that it was so dreamy.

On that day, all the Spirit Tribe people had smiles on their faces and blessed them happily.

Amidst singing and dancing, they worshiped heaven and earth and became husband and wife.

On the wedding night, she was happy but shy, fearing that she was not perfect enough and was not worthy of her immortal master and could not make him happy and satisfied.

Back then, in that relationship, she was almost humble to the extreme.

All I ever thought about was whether she would disappoint him if she didn't do well enough, and whether she would be able to make him like her forever.

After all, Master is so perfect and so good.

So, after he hurt her, he who had always been cold and restrained suddenly demanded from her like fire without restraint.

Even though Zhen Shan was tired and uncomfortable, her heart was extremely happy and satisfied.

Because she thought that Master really loved her, he couldn't restrain himself from hurting her, so he changed his usual gentleness and became rough between the bed and bed without any mercy.

She didn't ask him to endure it deliberately, but instead tolerated all kinds of discomfort and cooperated with him.

Thinking about it now, Zhen Shan really wanted to slap himself a few times.

A man, let her lose all dignity and humble herself like this, idiot!

At the end of that night, she fainted, her body was very tired, but her heart was extremely happy.

She thought that she finally became the master's wife, and they could stay together forever. From now on, she would have a lover who would accompany her soul along the way, and she would no longer be lonely, and all the pain and misfortune would be over.

She had a very sweet dream.

In the dream, she was taking care of her grandma, and she and her master were playing incense on the red sleeves of the Spirit Clan, playing the piano and the harp in harmony, staying together for the rest of their lives, and growing old together.

The dream is so sweet and beautiful, but when she wakes up, the reality is so cruel.

She originally thought that at the first glance, she would be able to see the master's cold and handsome features, and perhaps a rare gentle smile would appear on his face due to a night of intimate intimacy.

But when she opened her eyes, she was indeed still lying on the red wedding bed, but it was not the warm jade bed with carved lotus flowers in the small building, but an unfamiliar sandalwood bed with phoenix pattern.

The person holding her was not the master she loved so much, but... her enemy, Ye Feng, the emperor of the Silver Moon Dynasty.

Ten thousand years later, she still clearly remembers her extremely frightened mood at that time.

She broke down and asked why she was where she was?

What did the Dog Emperor do to her?

Where is her master?

Her husband is Yan Chu, the man who is like a nine-day immortal, not the tyrant in front of her!

Zhen Shan in the starry sky was trembling all over. The deep despair and collapse made her suffocate every time she recalled it, even after many years.

To this day, she still doesn't understand why that man can be so cruel?

One moment, he held her tenderly and spoke words of love to her, but the next moment, he coldly and cruelly sent her to another man's bed.

How did she, Zhen Shan, owe him?

How can I feel sorry for him?

Just because you flirted with the bitch first?

Are those who fall in love first doomed to have their sincerity trampled on?
Chapter completed!