The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Although she knew that her family would not go to that mountain and take out everything, Luo Liyan still chose to hide the matter.

But since she returned home, she didn't know if there was no place to hide, and she finally didn't feel the sight anymore.

After taking a comfortable bath, Luo Liyan lay down in front of the bed and called Xiao Liuzi twice more, but the answer to her was still endless air.

Is it possible that King Zhou Qing is still squatting outside his house?

Luo Liyan scratched her head a little irritably, really wanting to open the door and invite him in.

He is hiding his head and tail like this, so he might as well open the skylight and speak openly and follow his own purpose.

But thinking that her golden fingers were of no use to them, Luo Liyan still silently suppressed the anger in her heart.

She closed her eyes and turned over her head twice. No matter how many questions she had in her mind, she finally failed to resist the call of the God of Sleep and fell into a deep sleep.

She still didn't sleep for too long this time, and was once again awakened by that too direct sight.

Frowning, Luo Liyan plucked her hair irritably and sat up without even opening her eyes.

"King Zhou Qing! His Majesty the Emperor! I know you have been sleeping for thousands of years. You are not sleepy, but please stop looking at me and let me have a good sleep." She growled unhappily. Voice.

Then he fell back on the bed hard and covered his head with the quilt.

But after all, she was being stared at by the thousand-year-old Zongzi. No matter how courageous she was, she couldn't fall asleep just as she said.

With a helpless sigh, she sat up again, turned on the light in the room, and looked around carefully, but she didn't feel that inexplicable gaze again.

Is this because he was cruel and then left?

Are you that awesome?

Luo Liyan twitched her lips in a self-deprecating tone.

She knew very well that if she really faced Zhou Qingwang's old rice dumpling, she would be strangled to death before she even had a chance to make a move.

But why did he come to see me?

Holding her chin with one hand, Luo Liyan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

However, a gust of cool wind blew by, pulling her out of her thoughts. She glanced sideways in the direction of the wind, and happened to see the window that should have been closed, but at the moment it was wide open.

It looks like it was brought in and out again.

Luo Liyan shook her head and stood up to close the window, but she saw a ruby ​​hairpin with gold threads in front of her desk.

On the top is a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg, carved into a canary, clear without any impurities.

But the most valuable thing is that there are three rows of tassels at the bottom, each with nine rubies the size of a fingernail.

It is also carved into the shape of a golden sparrow, with a hollow in the middle. It is twisted with three strands of gold thread and connected together through the small hole in the middle.

This ingenious craftsmanship, not to mention it would have been priceless a thousand years ago, is still a priceless national treasure now.

But for such an exquisite woman's thing, it doesn't take much thinking to know that it must belong to King Zhou Qing's queen.

Luo Liyan held the hairpin in her hand, half leaned out, and said softly to the outside: "King Zhou Qing, this should be your queen's thing, right? Everyone in the world today knows that you and Queen Zhou are deeply in love. Although it has been After a thousand years, this person should indeed move on, but it shouldn’t be a bad idea for you to give her things to me, right?”