N-A-A Chapter 1587 Still Wanting a Wedding Night
Chapter 1587 Still Wanting a Wedding Night
The little devil moved aside, acting very sensible—
I won't disturb you from judging other ghosts, and I won't run away. I'll just stay here.
Lu Zhaoling withdrew his gaze, walked towards Su Xiaolian, and stretched out his hand to grab her forehead in the air.
A ray of golden light emerged from Su Xiaolian's forehead and was caught in her hand.
Lu Zhaoling stretched out her hand and clenched it, and the golden light dissipated, like dust floating out from between her fingers and dissipating.
When the little ghost saw this scene, his neck shrank again and he muttered something in a very low voice.
Qingyu was standing next to him and heard these words.
This kid is saying—
What on earth were you thinking by provoking such a master? You’re done for now.
The corner of Qingyu's mouth twitched. She hadn't expected this kid to be such a chatterbox.
After Fu was caught by Lu Zhaoling, Su Xiaolian regained consciousness. She moved her limbs, blinked her eyes, and immediately spun around and jumped up from the ground.
But just as she jumped up, Lu Zhaoling slapped her with another immobilization talisman.
As a result, Su Xiaolian stood stiffly in front of them.
But she regained consciousness.
She looked at the retired emperor, then at Zhou Shiyue, and love appeared in her eyes.
Zhou Shiyue was unlucky enough to meet her gaze and was disgusted by such love.
He immediately grabbed Lu Zhaoling and held her in front of him.
The Emperor felt that this brat was somewhat embarrassing. Why did Master Ling always have to stand in his way whenever he encountered any problem?
Su Xiaolian was forced to look at Lu Zhaoling because of his actions.
Her eyes turned into resentment.
"Tsk, what's with that look in your eyes?" Lu Zhaoling raised an eyebrow. "You're mad because the truth was revealed? What? You want to bite me? It's a pity you can't."
There was a change on Su Xiaolian's face. Her facial features seemed to be disturbed and shook before they recovered.
And the way she looked now was something they had never seen before.
However, Qingmu felt that Su Xiaolian looked a little familiar.
He seemed to have seen someone who looked a bit like her before, but Aoki couldn't figure out who it was.
He tried to recall.
The Su Xiaolian in front of him had very delicate facial features. She didn't look very bright, nor did she have a very striking beauty, but it was undeniable that one could tell she was a beauty at a glance.
She is like a flower with a little morning dew, and there is a hint of coldness and pride between her eyebrows.
Such a beauty would surely make many men's hearts beat fast.
However, Su Xiaolian looked very angry and a little resentful.
"Lu Zhaoling."
She called out Lu Zhaoling's name clearly.
"Your name is Lu Zhaoling, right?"
"Hmm." Lu Zhaoling nodded.
The more careless her attitude was, the angrier Su Xiaolian became.
Why did you ruin her big plan and still not care?
"I didn't mean to ruin your marriage with Prince Jin. You can still marry him. Why did you ruin my plan?!" Su Xiaolian cried out.
"Your plan? Your plan is to become his Ghost King's Consort?" Lu Zhaoling held Zhou Shiyue's hand tightly.
"It's just a title!" Su Xiaolian yelled, "Why are you so stingy?"
Lu Zhaoling looked her over and asked, "Do you really only want a status?"
Su Xiaolian paused.
Zhou Shiyue's face turned unhappy.
What does Lu Xiaoer mean by asking this?
Is it true that if it is not a title, what else can be done?
Su Xiaolian was silent for a moment, then actually admitted it.
"Even if they got married in a dream and shared the bridal chamber in a dream, it was just a dream to him."
As Su Xiaolian spoke, her face flushed slightly, and she glanced at Zhou Shiyue with a hint of shyness in her eyes.
"Looking for death..." Zhou Shiyue suddenly felt murderous intent.
Lu Zhaoling quickly grabbed his hand and signaled him to calm down.
"It's just a beautiful dream. Which man hasn't had such a dream?" Su Xiaolian said again.
"I no longer have a body. I just want a marriage in a dream. Can't you satisfy me?"
"Did the Barbarian High Priest ask you to do this?" Lu Zhaoling asked again.
Su Xiaolian frowned, "I didn't follow his orders. He sent someone to find me and asked me to complete this task with him."
When she said this, she looked a little proud.
Lu Zhaoling thought about what the little kid had just said about her identity, and then she understood what she meant.
"Oh, your status is higher than his, right?"
Su Xiaolian immediately glanced at the little ghost next to her and frowned.
"You know my identity?"
She raised her chin and said, "Yes, I should be a princess too! A mere priestess of the barbarian tribe has no right to order me around. We just get what we need."
"It's the Great Zhou Dynasty now!" The retired emperor couldn't help but shout angrily.
What princess from the previous dynasty has not been recognized back into the palace? Why is she so proud in front of them?
Su Xiaolian looked at him.
"The Great Zhou Dynasty? If there hadn't been a traitor in our dynasty, someone had brought chaos to the royal family, and damaged the dragon vein, how could your Zhou family have had any trouble? You Zhou family members are robbers, you stole the country from us, and it's destined to be illegitimate."
"This kingdom must return to our hands. However," Su Xiaolian agreed coldly, "I used to dislike my father, my brothers, and my younger brothers, so I won't help them take back the kingdom."
Everyone was speechless as they looked at her, a little ghost girl, saying such arrogant words.
Su Xiaolian didn't think she had done anything wrong and continued, "Your Great Zhou Dynasty has produced an emperor star like the King of Jin, who has great merit and great fortune. As long as I marry him, I will be blessed by the emperor star's fortune."
"So, what do you want this for?" Lu Zhaoling asked immediately.
"When the Great Zhou's luck comes to an end, I will..."
Su Xiaolian stopped talking suddenly when she got to this point.
She looked at Lu Zhaoling and said warily, "That's none of your business. You won't live long anyway, so why would you mind so much?"
A cold light suddenly appeared in Zhou Shiyue's eyes.
"What do you mean?"
He didn't care about anything else, but Su Xiaolian's words made him feel a chill down his spine.
The retired emperor also looked at Lu Zhaoling in shock and worry.
Qingmu Qingyu also looked at her.
Among so many people, Lu Zhaoling was the only one who remained calm.
"Don't you know? She won't live long. The Barbarian High Priest hasn't come to deal with her personally because he knows she'll die soon anyway."
Su Xiaolian looked at Lu Zhaoling with a hint of pity in her eyes.
"You know that yourself, right? You have such a high level of cultivation."
Lu Zhaoling snorted.
It seems that she is destined to die, and everyone knows it.
But it’s not surprising. Yun Badao knew about it at the time, so it’s normal for others to know about it.
"Who told you?" Zhou Shiyue said in a cold tone.