I called myself Qing Ci.
The reason was that day when I became a god, I learned for thousands of years, I was trapped in the palace unable to take a step, all because of Xiao Ci.
That year, he sealed my body in the ice chamber underground of the palace and had someone perform magic.
Unfortunately, when he was emperor, I was still a small ghost, muddling through all day, mind unclear, only knowing I wanted to struggle out. After a hundred years of cultivation, I learned I was actually the previous dynasty's princess.
Xiao Ci and I truly have blood feud. Not destroying him is hard to remove my hatred.
But this person, when human was impressive, when ghost was also very impressive, already becoming one of the Ten Ghost Kings.
I stayed in my own divine temple and cultivated all day, except when Chang Ming called me to eliminate demons. I usually didn't like going out, first because I wanted revenge, second because I was a bit afraid to meet Song Jue. After all, no matter how many reasons, I ultimately owe him some apologies.
But precisely what I feared came.
The Heavenly Lord's birthday feast was unavoidable. I hid to the side and offered birthday wishes, quite low-key. But Chang Ming always called me to work, saying he was afraid I was bored, causing me to kill so much that my fierce reputation spread. There were always colleagues secretly looking at me.
Annoyed by being watched, I hurried into the Heavenly Queen's peach forest to drink, waiting for the time to go back.
Drinking causes trouble. After all, I was a ghost before, hadn't drunk for thousands of years, my alcohol tolerance really was not good. After a few cups, I was dizzy and couldn't distinguish today from yesterday.
I don't know what was wrong with Song Jue, running into the peach forest, encountering this drunk ghost. At that time, I thought I was still in the mortal world, still in the Song Dynasty, still in that palace that trapped me for thousands of years.
I was drunk and wronged. I held this person's thin waist and whimpered and cried. While crying, my hand very restlessly undid his outer robe.
One night of recklessness.
When I woke up rubbing my head, I was really confused. I treated this as reconciling with him. But seeing Song Jue's reaction, I knew the reconciliation was quite unsuccessful. He wanted to kill me, as if I insulted his purity.
But his purity was given to me long ago.
I said I wouldn't argue with him, but the Third Prince of Heaven, although I'm God of War, might not beat him. If he wanted to take my life, I naturally had to run.
Just, this heart is not comfortable. I remember him saying he hates me.
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