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Chapter 1802 Heart ashes

Ling Shuang was surprised when she saw a figure appearing from behind the big tree. Although she was strong in nature, she was just a weak woman after all. Such a figure suddenly appeared in this deserted and gloomy village. A trace of fear arose in her heart. She turned around and took the dagger from the table. When she turned around, she found that the figure had disappeared.

Ling Shuang was shocked and couldn't help but think, could there be a ghost in this village appear?

The next day, nothing happened. At night, Ling Shuang almost forgot what happened last night. She read the scriptures carefully under the lonely lamp, but heard a sigh outside the window.

Ling Shuang frowned, but was not as surprised as last night. She just sneered: "Are you a human or a ghost? If you are a human, you don't have to be so sneaky. If you are a ghost, what do you want to do?" While speaking, she took the dagger and walked to the window, looking out the window, and saw that under the big tree, the figure appeared again last night.

The man was a little far from the window, and the night was dark, but Ling Shuang couldn't see clearly, but he found that the man seemed to be shrouded under a layer of black robe.

"Who are you?" Ling Shuang stared at the man, "What do you want to do?"

The man didn't speak, but stood there like a wooden stake. Ling Shuang frowned and saw that the man didn't speak, so he wanted to close the window. But finally he heard a hoarse and low voice saying: "This is the last land of Huachao. What should you do if you break in rashly?"

Ling Shuang was stunned. He heard his tone with a questioning intention and asked back, "What do I have to do with you if I break into this place?"

"Of course there is something to do." The man's voice was hoarse and low, and his speech was slow: "If you have nothing to do with Huachao, leave now, otherwise, the undead curse and you will become a lonely ghost."

"A lonely ghost?" Ling Shuang was not afraid at this time and sneered: "You are obviously a human being, but you are pretending to be a ghost here. Since you are not the master here, what qualifications do you have to care whether I will go or stay?"

The man suddenly let out a strange laugh, and the laughter made people feel uncomfortable all over his body. At this moment, he heard a sound not far away. Ling Shuang was stunned, looked in the direction of the sound, then turned her head and found that the black-robed ghost had disappeared.

The movement not far away came again and again. Ling Shuang was surprised and immediately went over to blow out the lamp, held the dagger tightly, walked out of the gate gently, and heard that there seemed to be movement in the yard of the mourning hall next to the mourning hall. She immediately slandered it and arrived outside the mourning hall gate, but found that the gate of the mourning hall that she had taken to was actually open.

Ling Shuang frowned. After a few days, she thought there was no trace of people here, but she saw the ghost figure in black robe before, and then she saw the gate of the mourning hall being opened. It was obvious that she was not the only one in the village.

The courtyard was pitch black, and the mourning hall was also pitch black. Ling Shuang walked into the courtyard carefully, but felt a ray of light in front of him, and the lights in the mourning hall suddenly lit up.

Ling Shuang was shocked and hurriedly hid to the wall, waiting for the open door of the mourning hall. When she left, she not only brought the gate of the mourning hall, but also pulled up the door of the mourning hall, but now all were opened, and it was obvious that someone had entered the mourning hall.

"Ling Shuang, are you here, aren't you?" A voice came from the mourning hall: "You come out, I know you are here, I was wrong before, I apologize to you, come out soon!"

When Ling Shuang heard the sound, her originally solemn expression suddenly showed surprise, and then her delicate body trembled and she closed her eyes.

From the mourning hall, a figure walked out of the gate. He didn't see Ling Shuang beside the wall for a while. He just shouted loudly: "Ling Shuang, I already know your life experience. I didn't expect this to happen. My mother told me everything. I know you will definitely come here Ling Shuang. I beg you to come out and see me!"

The sudden appearance of this figure suddenly turned out to be King Yingren of Qi.

Ling Shuang naturally didn't expect that King Qi would chase him after him, nor did he expect that he could find him so quickly. Seeing King Qi's clothes were dusty, and his voice was a little hoarse, tears could not help but overflow from the corners of his eyes. He sighed quietly and walked forward slowly.

The King of Qi was shouting, and suddenly felt a figure in the yard. He looked over and saw Ling Shuang immediately. He was stunned for a moment, then he was ecstatic and was about to rush over, but Ling Shuang had already said sternly: "Stop, don't come!"

The King of Qi stopped abruptly and stared at Ling Shuang. Seeing Ling Shuang's cold expression, his originally happy expression suddenly faded and said with a wry smile: "Ling Shuang, are you still blaming me?"

"What are you here to do?" Ling Shuang said lightly: "I have already told you very clearly that you don't have to come here."

"I know I was wrong before." King Qi hurriedly said, "Ling Shuang, I drank a few more drinks that night, so I did something wrong. I promise you that I will never do that in the future. I have already apologized to Sun Desheng, Ling Shuang, I have never known your life experience before. After you left, I learned the truth from my mother's mouth!"

Ling Shuang interrupted, "Don't say much. If you leave the queen, she must be very worried. Go back soon!"

King Qi said: "I am here this time to take you back. Ling Shuang, I have told my mother about our affairs. After you go back, we will get married immediately!" He showed excitement again: "Ling Shuang, I swear to you that from now on, I will take good care of you and will never let you suffer any grievances."

"Prince, if you didn't understand it last time, I will tell you again tonight." Ling Shuang said slowly: "The grudges and grudges between you and me are already clear, and there is no connection. Over the years, I have followed you to serve you, just because you were kind to me back then, and now the grudges have been cleared. I have never thought of marrying you before. As for now and in the future, it is naturally even more impossible." Ling Shuang's beautiful face was indifferent, "The words have been made clear, so there is nothing to say. Prince, you should leave."

"Why?" King Qi's body trembled and his fists clenched, "Ling Shuang, why don't you marry me? What knots do you have?"

Seeing that King Qi was still so stubborn, Ling Shuang thought that he was following him for a long distance, but her heart was softened. However, she thought that the fate of the two was over and there was no possibility anymore, and her expression still seemed cold. After a moment of silence, she finally said: "Do you really want to know why we can't be together?"

"Yes, I want to know." King Qi took a step forward.

Ling Shuang said lightly: "Okay, let me tell you, because I am the princess of Huachao, and you are the prince of Qin. Do you need other reasons?"

"Ling Shuang, you were wrong." King Qi immediately said: "You know now that your mother is also the princess of Huachao. We are cousins, and Huachao's blood is also flowing in my body!"

"But there is still the blood of Qin." Ling Shuang sneered: "You can't change the fact that you are the prince of Qin, nor can you change my father. You were persecuted by your father."

"Me!" King Qi felt his throat dry.

Ling Shuang sighed and said, "You go, we have nothing to say anymore. Prince, Ling Shuang just hopes you don't disturb the purity here again."

"Ling Shuang, tell me, have you ever liked me?" King Qi was silent for a moment, and finally looked up and said, "I just want an answer. In your heart, from beginning to end, have you liked me?"

Ling Shuang stared at King Qi, and saw that he looked serious and hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "I used to be grateful to you, but I don't want to lie to you. From beginning to end, I have never liked you."

"You!" King Qi shook his body, feeling dizzy, and there was a big stone in his chest, and he couldn't breathe for a moment.

Ling Shuang had already walked forward, walked past King Qi, and did not look back. She arrived at the mourning hall. She stopped and finally said, "Prince, some things are something that cannot be forced. I know you are a good person, and I also hope that you can find the girl you really like. I have seen it tonight, and I just hope that we will never meet again from now on!" She turned around and closed the door of the mourning hall.

King Qi slowly turned around and stared at the closed door. He was completely lost. His mind was blank. He walked out of the yard in confusion. He seemed to be unable to see everything around him, like a walking corpse, and he didn't even know where he went. Until he tripped and almost fell down, he woke up a little. When he looked around, he walked out of the village without realizing it. There were dense grass around him, and several old trees stood beside him, surrounded by ancient vines.

He looked up at the sky, and there was a bright moon in the sky, as bright as jade.

"Since she doesn't like me, why should I be passionate?" King Qi murmured to himself: "From beginning to end, it's just my wishful thinking. Since she is ruthless, why should I think about her again?"

As he said this, how could he do it in his heart? His mind was filled with Ling Shuang's beautiful face and Qianli figure, and his chest felt like he had been punched, making it difficult to breathe.

He sat on the ground, thinking that although he was noble in blood, he had accomplished nothing now, his future was confused, he had a grudge against the prince, but he was different from the prince's ability. He didn't know whether he could be repaid in this life. The woman he cared about the most had no love for him, and his heart felt sad, and he cried softly.

"A man is a real man, as a royal family, and he doesn't know how to compete for the world, but he shed tears like a woman here. It's really a laughing joke." A low voice suddenly came, his tone was full of sarcastic disdain.

The King of Qi was stunned, then he looked angry and said sternly: "Who is it?"

There was no sound around. King Qi stood up and looked around, but suddenly found that there was a person sitting cross-legged under an old tree not far away. The man was motionless and wearing a black robe, almost integrated with the darkness around him. If he didn't look closely, it would be difficult to find.
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