But don’t look at the terrifying fire. In fact, there was no heat when you walked into it. She walked out easily in shock. Afterwards, she realized that she was too stupid. This was the assessment of the National Master’s Mansion for the acquisition of disciples. It was impossible for people to die!

"Miss, we are here!" The palace maid who led the way respectfully pushed open the door of an embroidery building for Song Xiuxiu. Song Xiuxiu nodded and followed her in like a puppet.

Perhaps the day was too exciting, so everything in the National Master's Mansion these days was like a dream. Song Xiuxiu was taken to the National Master's Mansion, with delicious food and accommodation, and everything was the best hospitality, which she had never dreamed of. The palace maids who served her were all sent from the palace, each of whom was understanding, beautiful and generous. In comparison, Song Xiuxiu felt that she was not very outstanding.

The small building is very delicate, but it doesn’t have any popularity at all. It seems that the house that has not lived in for a long time will give people a feeling. Although it is cleaned inside and out, the cold and lonely feeling seems to surround the beams of the house and cannot be removed.

"What is this place?" Song Xiuxiu asked. She even thought of the legendary cold palace in the royal palace, which was where the out-of-favorite concubines lived, and the residents inside could only die of old age.

No one around him agreed. Song Xiuxiu turned around in shock, but found that the palace maid whom she brought her was gone, and even the door was closed silently.

Song Xiuxiu suddenly felt a sense of loneliness, and that feeling seemed to have been abandoned by the world. She shook her head, and since she came, she would be at ease. She wanted to see what was going on in the National Teacher's Mansion?

Following the stairs to the second floor, it can be seen that this place seems to be living in my daughter's home, and I have put a lot of thought into it. Many small places show their gentle and delicate thoughts. Song Xiuxiu even became a little curious. It seems that the National Master Mansion has only been built for a few years. Who lives in this strange little building? Is it the confidante that Fu said? Everyone in the world knows that the National Master said he did not marry.

Thinking of this, Song Xiuxiu's heart suddenly became tighter. She wanted to find a clear and clear understanding. As if she had some guidance, Song Xiuxiu walked straight into a room and the door opened quietly.

Inside is a woman's boudoir, with a faint and indescribable fragrance surrounding her nose, making people involuntarily think that the person living in this boudoir must be a peerless beauty.

I kept bypassing the screen, but it was an ivory bed with extremely exquisite carvings. The golden hook was hanging down, and the purple gauze tent was put down. It was as thin as clouds and mist. You could vaguely see the figure of a sleeping woman in spring, beautiful and graceful.

Song Xiuxiu gritted her teeth and felt sore in her nose for no reason. Could it be that Fu said that she should use this method to master Song Xiuxiu, how much better the beauty around me is than you?

Song Xiuxiu gritted her teeth and opened the gauze tent, but her slender hands were trembling. As expected, there was indeed a peerless woman in the gauze tent. She was even more beautiful than Song Xiuxiu imagined. She just lay there quietly, still shining with divine light and seemed to not belong to this world.

Even as a woman, Song Xiuxiu was moved by the beauty of this woman. After a while, she came to her senses. She was already in a daze: "It's really beautiful. If I were a man, I would definitely like her. No, if I were a man, I would be ashamed of myself in front of her..."

After a long time, the woman on the bed still had no movement, and she was hugging the thin brocade quilt. She seemed to be sleeping all the time, and her skin was still covered with a thin layer of redness, which really made me feel pity for her.

Song Xiuxiu noticed something was wrong, so she boldly put her jade hand on the bed and put her nose at the woman's nose, but she didn't feel a trace of breath. Even the skin was not warm at all.

Song Xiuxiu took a step back in horror, but seemed to hit a soft thing. She was shocked, staggered, and almost fell down. However, someone held her arm. Song Xiuxiu looked back and exclaimed immediately. When she saw that the woman lying on the bed had disappeared. The woman who held her arm was actually the woman.

"Don't be afraid, Sister Xiuxiu." Song Niang smiled and said, "My name is Song Niang!"

Song Xiuxiu said timidly: "How did you know me...who are you? You weren't..." She felt timid in her heart, and when she spoke, she became a little confused.

"Don't be afraid," Song Niang's smile seemed to have a special infection, which quickly calmed down Song Xiuxiu.

"Oh, you are Song Niang!" Song Xiuxiu was shocked and remembered something. She kept paying attention to everything Fu said, and naturally knew that Fu Shuo and a woman named Song Niang were not clear in Huashan County.

"Sister Xiuxiu is so beautiful, she has a kind of ladylike temperament! I like it very much!" Song Niang said with a smile.

For some reason, Song Xiuxiu couldn't even feel hostile when she saw this woman named Song Niang, and she was even a little kind. But for some reason, she felt very far away from Song Niang. Although the two were very close, she always had the illusion of Song Niang being actually far away.

"Sister Song Niang is beautiful, I don't even have one in ten thousand!" Song Xiuxiu felt a little sad. No wonder Fu said that guy never remembered her.

"Song Niang is not a human being, she can't compare to Sister Xiuxiu." The distance became more and more obvious when Song Niang spoke, and even the sound seemed to be coming from a distant place.

"Isn't it a human?" Song Xiuxiu's heart suddenly tightened. Thinking of the scene just now, she felt a little panic again.

"Don't be afraid!" Song Niang said again: "I was a fox before, but now I have become a goddess. In short, I am not a person in this world and I will never be a human being!" Song Niang's words came with a hint of vicissitudes and loneliness.

"I originally thought I could follow Fu Lang for the rest of my life, and I thought that I was the lucky woman among the fox clan. If I could meet a man who had a long life like me, the two could rely on each other until they were old. Instead of being like other fox sisters, I would be in love for decades. One side would turn into loess, while the other could only be lonely until old!"

Song Xiuxiu began to hear the word Fu Lang, and her heart shrank. But she was immediately saddened by the melancholy in Song Niang's words. She murmured: "The brocade ser is fifty strings, one string and one pillar of thought of Huanian... This love can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time." These poems copied by Fu Shuo when she was practicing calligraphy, but they were all famous all over the world, collected by those who were interested and spread to the world, but they were all considered to be works by Fu Shuo. Some people even compiled things like the collection of essays of the national teacher.

"It was not until I met Fu Lang this time in Huashan County that I realized that this was just wishful thinking." Song Niang sighed: "I can't go back, I can't go back again!"

"Is it because Fu said he was in love with someone else?" Song Xiuxiu asked.

"If he really wants to fall in love with someone else, I would still be happy. I would even be willing to let him have countless pinkies in his harem." A painful confusion flashed in Song Niang's eyes: "But, I know. He is no longer interested in women. No, he has long been no longer interested in everything in the world. I know that he accepted Shunhua to comfort me, making me feel that he still has nostalgia for things in the world..."

Song Xiuxiu said in confusion: "Does Fu say that you are not interested in anything now? Isn't that like plants and trees?"

Song Niang smiled bitterly and shook her head: "You don't understand. I didn't understand either, but now I have become a god and a great god in the underworld. But I gradually understand and understand Fu Lang a little. Everything he did was just to comfort me, and he said that he was ruthless but affectionate."

Song Xiuxiu bit her head and said she didn't understand very much. After all, she was just a girl and hadn't experienced it too little.

"A person who has seen the sea will feel too small when he sees the river again. After experiencing too beautiful things, everything else is nothing but passing by. He is just pursuing different things now. In front of what he pursues, all kinds of things in the world... glory and wealth, king's fortune, beauty in the country, and even immortality... nothing is counted as anything!"

Although Song Xiuxiu was smart, she only half understood this when she heard it. Song Niang said melancholy: "I know he was waiting for me, but he just understood and accommodated me, so she pretended to be interested in things in the world. But I could feel that he was absent-minded... Even when I was having sex with me, Shunhua and the other three."

"Ah..." Song Xiuxiu was just a girl without a word after all. When she heard such explicit words, she felt a little shy, and her face suddenly became hot. However, she didn't understand much about the despair and sorrow in Song Niang's words. She only knew that when Song Niang said this, she no longer had that sense of distance, and the feeling that the two of them were standing together but were far apart.

But as Song Niang finished saying these words, the sense of distance arose again, and it became more obvious, making Song Xiuxiu unable to help but reach out to grab Song Niang's arm.

The arm was warm and soft, making people feel very comfortable, and it was a living woman's jade arm. But Song Xiuxiu still felt like she was holding on to the air, and she seemed to have nothing to grasp.

"I'm now beginning to understand that when we take this step, everything can't go back!" Song Niang's eyes were empty, as if nothing was left. It made Song Xiuxiu feel extremely scared, and a sense of unsuccessful fear tightly filled her heart.

"Don't be afraid!" Song Niang smiled and patted Song Xiuxiu's shoulders: "It's better to forget each other than to support each other. The fish in the drought snuggled together, spitting white foam to nourish each other. But they were just weak and had no choice but to fight against the changes in the outside world. (To be continued. Please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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