Right or wrong, he had no experience and couldn't say. He just looked at her, Li Zhi, and her mentor Chong'en with cold eyes, and all the entanglements, which gave him some insights.
Since you are not happy, just forget it.
He pulled out the thing she was holding in her hand from Shang Ge's tightly held sleeve.
It was a big red letter with the word "invitation" printed in hot gold letters. The content inside said that the Holy Emperor Chongen, the God of Heaven, had a battle with Shura King Zhuyuan in Jiuyou and successfully sealed it. In recognition of the Holy Emperor's achievements
, congratulate him on his engagement to God Yaoguang, and specially hold a grand party in Yaochi, inviting all the gods of Qingqiu to come to the banquet.
This invitation was sent a few days ago and is for Li Zhi.
He expected that Li Zhi would wake up before Shang Ge because of his advanced cultivation, so he placed it next to Li Zhi's pillow.
But he didn't expect that Li Zhi's injury was so serious this time that Shangge woke up earlier than him and she saw him first.
Shangge let Zhuruo take the deformed invitation from her hands, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.
She was rolling on the edge of life and death, and Chongen embraced the beauty and won the sky full of flowers and applause;
Li Zhi loves her and protects him at critical moments, but Chong En only remembers the so-called righteousness!
She gave a lot to Chongen, but Chongen never gave back.
Li Zhi was very affectionate towards her, but she took it as inevitable.
It's her fault.
Shang Ge carefully thought about all the harm her obsession with Chong En had caused to Li Zhi during this period, and she was even more embarrassed and speechless. From now on, how should she face these two people?
Woolen cloth?
Tears flashed in Shang Ge's eyes, and he raised his head stubbornly, not letting a trace of vulnerability fall into his eyes.
Zhuruo's heart softened, he put his hand around her shoulders and lowered his voice unconsciously: "Shangge'er, what do you want me to do?"
"I heard that the fourth master, Shen Xi, was the god of medicine. He had a medicine called Heart. This medicine is worthy of its name. It is like knocking a hole in the heart. After taking it, you can forget things you don't want to remember.
Shangge raised his head with a faint bitter smile on his lips: "You have always said that I am a coward, but I really do not have the courage to face it. Brother Zhuruo, can you take me to the fourth uncle and ask him to engrave it for me?"
Heart?"
Zhuruo lowered his eyes: "If you obey Rouxin, you will not only forget Chongen... you will also forget Li Zhi and us. Do you really want to obey?"
"I'm sorry for brother Li Zhi after all." Shangge turned back calmly: "Only if I forget the hurt I caused him, will I be nice to him."
Zhuruo was shocked, looked at her intently for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.
Shang Ge had just experienced a calamity and it was not easy to move around, so he had to go to the trouble of Zhu Ruo and take her to Zilan Palace to find the fourth uncle.
Neither of them noticed that outside the nine-curved corridor, Li Zhi was wearing a single coat and standing behind a tree of camellias. The red camellias were enchanting and gorgeous, his lips were bloodless white, and his face seemed transparent. He was stunned.
Looking at Shang Ge, there was a hint of determination in her thin back, which made him feel very powerless.
Who said her Shang Ge'er was a coward? It doesn't take courage to escape!
Shang Geer, your courage is amazing!
He smiled bitterly, causing a sharp pain in his chest, and a trace of blood slowly slid down the corner of his lips.
Zhu Ruo took Shang Ge and drove away in the clouds, and then he came out from behind the camellia and supported the corridor.
He didn't think about keeping her. He seemed to know more about Shangge's time than he did. Since he couldn't keep her, why bother?
He didn't care about the love and hate in just a few years. When it came to singing, he didn't have to rush. He had to boil the frog in warm water and take his time. After a long time, it would be enough for her to understand what kind of heart he had.
, anxious and surprised, fearful and looking forward to her growth.
But for some reason, Shangge raised his head and looked in the direction of Dongying Mountain, and the look in his eyes made his heart tremble.
Li Zhi clutched his chest and managed to walk a few steps before finally slipping to the ground and falling unconscious.
Shen Xi is the fourth disciple of the North Pole Zhongtian Emperor Jun Yuanji. He was promoted to the God of Medicine thousands of years ago. He has an obsession with the medicines of the Eight Wastelands, and the medicines he handles will also have a certain
A magical spirituality.
After hearing Shang Ge's purpose, he plucked his ears and asked, "Shang Ge'er, what did you say you wanted to do?"
Shangge half-lyed on Zhuruo, said a few words, and was already breathing heavily.
Zhuruo helped her to rest aside, dragged Shen Xio outside, and explained the matter in detail. After a while, Shen Xiu came in, calming down his dull look, but still serious: "Shangge'er, you
Have you really decided to forget it?"
Shang Ge nodded weakly.
Shen Xi said: "The carved heart does have miraculous effects, and there is no need to forget everything." He poured out three pills from a purple clay pot on the medicine shelf and held them in his palm: "The carved heart has different medicinal powers depending on its composition.
The blue one, after taking it, will help you forget the past few years; the red one, can help you forget the past three hundred years. As for the white one, after taking it, you will forget everything about your past.
It’s a new beginning. Which one do you want?”
Shangge frowned, feeling faintly in pain.
Ten years ago, when she was in Qingqiu, Holy Emperor Chong'en was just the moon in the mirror, beyond her reach.
Three hundred years ago, she saw him from a distance, at a grand event in Yaochi, where she only caught a glimpse of his youth, and it passed in the blink of an eye.
Forget it forever...
She shook her head, no, it's not necessary!
Shangge reached out his hand, picked up the blue pill, and put it into his mouth.
The blue pill melted in her mouth, turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and slowly rose into her mind. Her consciousness gradually became drowsy, and she fell softly on the bed, but her soul drifted away with the wisp of blue smoke, reaching into her soul.
the lowest level.
Those past days are still vivid in my mind.
Many years after their first meeting at the Yaochi event, she and Chongen reunited again. He bent down and put his face in front of her, and was very puzzled: "How did the wild bird fly here?"
It was when he was engaged to God Yaoguang at the beginning, and he felt low and disappointed when no one saw him: "You also know my entanglement, don't you?" He kissed her beak and whispered: "I live very helplessly.
Far less free than you, right?"
It was he who resolutely put her into the demon refining pot and was burned by the blazing divine fire. She rolled in pain, but across the demon refining pot, he faced Yao Guang's anxious and affectionate look. After hesitating for a moment, he whispered: "The same is true for Chongen.
"
It was on the Wulian Cliff that he smiled slightly: "I forgive Chong'en for not being able to reciprocate love. I am engaged to God Yaoguang, the sister of the Heavenly Lord. I promised her that I would only marry her in this life, and I don't want to break my promise to her."
Shang Ge closed her eyes, clear tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, but she finally let out a long breath of relief.
These happy or unhappy things are destined to be happiness that she cannot grasp, and they are destined to be the pain that burns her with the scorching fire, so just... forget about it!