C35 (1/2)

”Who are you? ”Is it important?” She asked me: ”You are just a ghost. You have no last name, why must you persevere?!”

”You said before that you would be imprisoned for me? What prison? ”Where is the prison?” I remember what she said before, if I was imprisoned, how could I be a ghost?! Could it be that the Underworld had built prisons for lonely ghosts?

”Why are you so annoyed?! I said you are a ghost, you are a ghost! What's the use of knowing so much? Your body is mine to begin with, and you still want to snatch it back? Her tone was irritable, as if these words had been stifling in her heart for too long, and she was almost roaring in anger at the end.

”I don't want to return to my body. Just tell me, just who am I?” I tried to persuade her.

She looked at me and sneered. ”You really want to know?”

Is this for real? Of course I want to know who I am! I cursed in my heart.

”In my previous life, I was the Empress and you were only my servant. And then the country fell and you betrayed me, so you were locked up in jail. ” She said magnanimously, ”Now that we are in a socialist society, let's not talk about the nobility and lowliness of our status. I will not pursue your crimes, just stay away from me and I'll be annoyed when I see you!”

”No, Song Nan said I died jumping into the sea …” My weak objection.

”I was the one who jumped to his death, and I was the one the emperor should marry! What right do you have to hurt the Emperor time and time again?! This is too shameless! ”

No wonder there is no love between Song Nan and me. So the Zhang Qi he was destined to have with me is not me.

”In my previous life, it was my regret that I couldn't open the branches and leaves for him.” She rubbed her belly and happily said, ”Right now, I already have a child in my stomach. God must pity us …”

She mumbled a lot, and was close to going crazy.

I was speechless, but where would I go next? Am I a new ghost? Or an old ghost like Song Nan? I'm not afraid of the sun, so logically speaking, I should have some cultivation experience.

But what can I do?

I had seen too much through the walls to feel anything new; as for floating around, it only made me feel even sadder.

I looked at Zhang Qi who was still in ecstasy. I went out to see my father and Empress Dowager in grief. I decided to leave. This place does not belong to me, and it is useless for me to stay here.

Out the door, I gave the direction to the wind, and I went where the wind blew me.

As I passed the gate of the neighborhood, I let out a beep, but no one laughed at me anymore.

I was hanging on a tree branch. I didn't know what was on my lower leg, but my entire body was swaying in the wind. At one point, the situation was extremely awkward …

”Where are you from? It doesn't look like the one I want to catch! ” the boy under the tree shouted at me.

I looked down. Ouch! God of Men!

Really, he's the god of our department, one year ahead of me. The story between him and me is very complicated. In a nutshell, I know him, and he doesn't know me.

”Senior brother Zuo Ming, I'm your junior sister!” Please do not think that this sound is very strange. In all the medical schools in the country, there is a high chance that juniors are juniors, juniors, juniors and juniors.

”Junior Sister?” Is the school dead this year? ” Big Bro Zuoming's forehead creased slightly and he looks at me doubtfully.

”Senior, put me down first, I'll explain it to you.” In fact, hanging is nothing, not painful not itchy, but in front of the male god, I shy.

He hesitated, then put me down. I told him the whole story, but I cleverly covered up that part of Song Nan. Don't ask me, I don't want to tell my god.