Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The silent god took her hand, smiled, and looked at her gently.

"tired?"

Yun Si hugged his arm, hummed, and yawned, "I'm tired."

"Then let's go back to the inn and rest, okay?"

He is always attentive and gentle.

The squeamish person leaned against him, drooped his eyelids, and nodded.

The god glanced at the fortune teller without leaving any trace.

The fortune teller immediately stood up and bowed.

The gentle and polite God smiled in return, took the person beside him, and left.

He quickly disappeared into the crowd and was never seen again.

The fortune teller who was left on the stall looked at their departure with a solemn look on his face.

There is also a divine hexagram diagram on the table. The hexagram diagram is complex and uses many techniques.

Even among gods, not many can understand it.

He sat down again and took a look, his expression serious.

Sitting there, talking to himself, his voice was almost silent.

"The emperor and empress who were destined to die... are actually destined to die..."

Is the naturally beautiful shemale... the only candidate for that position?

He looked at the divine hexagram and did not move for a long time.

On his forehead, a slight drop of sweat seeped out.

The queen has been decided, and it is difficult to change the destiny. If it is changed by force...

I am afraid that the Heavenly Palace will be robbed.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the crowd again.

The heart is heavy.

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Back at the inn, the squeamish person who had been relying on Jun Jiuge took off his cloak.

Like a boneless cat, he fell on the bed.

It was still lively outside, and the sound of firecrackers could be heard from time to time.

But the joy of the festival can no longer make the person on the bed excited.

She hugged the pillow and half-closed her eyes, feeling drowsy.

It looked like he was really tired.

The attentive and considerate young master stood beside the bed and looked at her quietly for a while.

She was drowsy and heartless. He lowered his eyelashes, his face was gentle and his emotions were unclear.

After standing quietly for a moment, he finally sighed softly.

With relief and tolerance.

Soon, the noble god leaned over and took off her shoes.

He always likes to do these tedious little things by himself.

Like a virtuous wife who serves her husband, her movements are gentle, helping her take off her outer skirt.

In a daze, the person who was sleeping carelessly on the bed could still feel a warm towel gently wiping her face and hands.

He was the one taking care of her, from beginning to end.

The charming and sleepy woman hugging the pillow yawned.

Turning over, he opened his eyes slightly, rippling with water mist, and looked quietly at the snow-colored clean figure beside the bed.

He was helping her fold the dress she had taken off and put it on a shelf nearby.

The movements are exceptionally skillful.

There was a lot of noise outside the window, but at some point, he set up a barrier to isolate the sound.

The room became very quiet, so quiet that only his faint footsteps could be heard.

After folding her dress, he covered her with a quilt.

Give her a pillow and tuck it into place.

Always extra attentive.

Yun Si was sleepy, but she kept looking at him.

He was obviously yawning, but he still didn't sleep.

Quietly, I don't know what I'm thinking about.

The gentle god leaned down and touched her gently, his eyes light and soft.

"What's wrong? Do you want some water?"

She looked at him steadily and shook her head slightly.

"Not thirsty."

She looked at him, very quiet.

"I was just thinking..."

Why are you... so nice to me?