Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

I don’t know how long the scenery has been walking and stopping. Maybe it’s an hour. Just at the place where the wind and sand cover her eyes, she suddenly saw a touch of white clothes. The body that was weak and sluggish suddenly gained strength. He raised his foot and ran over and saw the man lying on the ground.

"Sisong!" She squatted beside him, helping him to sit up.

Si Song's face was pale and looked extremely weak, but he still reluctantly opened his eyes and said feebly: "Your Royal Highness..."

"Are you injured?" Wang Jing watched the blood coming out of his chest stained his white clothes. He took out a handkerchief from his body and pressed his wounds regardless, "Si Song, don't die, I will take you out!"

"I probably can't get out... I'm sorry, your Royal Highness, I can't send you back to the palace."

"You brought me out, of course you want to send me out, Sisong, I don't allow you to die." She felt fierce in her heart and said fiercely: "You have to live and live a long life. Go on, there are still many things you haven't done in this world, marrying a wife and having children, making friends and having fun, not being a killer, nor a luthier you hate."

The light in Si Song's eyes trembled. After a moment of surprise, he asked in a weak voice: "Why does the princess say I hate being a luthier?"

"Because you don't love pianos, how can you be a luthier?"

He paused for a second, "The princess was wrong..."

“I’m not wrong!” She retorted strongly, “I heard it at the palace banquet that day, and I saw it. People who really love the piano art can’t see it when they play the piano. It’s half a pleasure and enjoyment. Your piano sounds are really nice, but they are the same as the sounds I made when I was two or three years old when I knocked on the dishes at random, because... it was all boring.

Therefore, that day she said that he is not suitable for playing the piano.

He moved his pale lips without uttering a word.

"Sisong, you haven't found what you really want to do. It doesn't matter. I will take you out. You will have more time to think slowly. I haven't given up, and you can't give up." She couldn't help but said Putting one of his hands on his shoulders, he lifted him up from the ground with great effort. Most of his body weight was placed on her. Her body tilted to the side, but she bit him again soon Tooth persisted and didn't fall.

He could not cooperate with her movements, but at the first time, he did not remember that he should push her away. Now, it seems that it is too late to do any push to push her away. He said: "Leave me behind. You have a better chance of surviving if you go alone."

"Why do you want to keep you?" She asked puzzledly: "In my eyes, you are not a burden. You are Sisong, a living Sisong. I will not leave you here and be buried by the sand."

"I will drag you down."

"No." She looked up and smiled, "You won't drag me down, you are the reason I can walk in this desert."

His deep eyes fixedly looked at her, and the emotions cast in them were not real.

She said: "When we are all out, you should seriously find what you want to do, Si Song, you have to live for yourself seriously."

Live for yourself seriously?

For the first time, there was confusion in his eyes, doubts and puzzles.

It was perplexity, perplexity, why she didn't think she thought it, the poor and fragile creature who could not live without protection.