Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Not me...not me...Isn't it really me..." She cried intermittently, and all the calm self-sufficiency did not exist at the moment when she saw her loved ones.

Xi Jinben thought that she could always be so calm, even if she died, she was innocent.

But when she saw the sorrow, she still felt that kind of grievance.

"I know that I know..." I was afraid to reach out, and the slender fingertips gently wiped the tears on her cheek: "Sister, don't cry, I will not let you suffer this grievance."

"I have done it -" Luo smashed his temples and waved his hand: "Now is not the time to cry!"

I cherish the sound of Jin Wen, and found the shadow of Luo Ding in the dim light.

She wore a tiara, and she was very elegant, but she felt a sense of inexplicable momentum.

"This is..." Xi Jin immediately resumed the faint expression of the weekday, and his eyebrows sighed: "There is no loss."

"Don't you know?" He said, "I don't mean you are the old man of my sister?"

This moment, Luo Ding appeared to be a bit embarrassed. She cleared her throat and said: "This incident can't be explained for a while. In short... I am here to help you."

“Help me?” Shi Jin’s misty scorpion gently said: “The person in the world who can help me is dead.”

In addition to the dust in the world, I am afraid that no one can influence the decision of Fengsi drunk again!

The man today is already paranoid to the point of 'terrorism'.

There may be only that face in his heart, the face that looks like a sly face...

"Don't be so pessimistic." She bit her lip gently, and the right hand glass fan patted the left hand a few times: "There must be a road to the mountain, and tomorrow we will enter the palace, you will happen." It might be easier to tell us more."

Xi Jin frowned, and some flashing eyes looked away.

Unfortunately, she nodded and she only described the process of the incident.

The basic content is no different from the one discussed by the people who eat melon. The only difference is that... I was not in the palace a few days before, and how sweet would be so coincidental that she would go to Ruyi Temple on the day she came back.

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After coming out of Dali Temple, Luo Dianchen has not spoken. It seems that the mood is very bad. Until dusk, the streets of Chang'an are very few people.

Luo Dingfang only stopped and looked away from the side: "How about a small drink?"

He glanced at her and saw her eyebrows look light. Although she was bored, she could not bear to refuse.

For a long time, he nodded lightly: "Alright."

A chic bistro, quiet private room. Luo smashed a sip of alcohol: "I probably already guessed how your sister was framed, but..."

"Really?" A sigh of relief, hurriedly grabbed her hand, and some embarrassed to let go, eyebrows whispered: "You don't sell off, but I will say..."

"I'm afraid, this victim did not even think that she would be the closest person to her." Her right-handed tip habitually tapped on the table: "I suspect Mu Yingying. But, there is no evidence."

This is definitely not a suspicion for no reason. Maybe others don't understand the harem of Fengsi, but she is very clear.

When she was still in the palace, no matter whether she was in the cold or in the temple, no one had harmed her.