Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

After reading this letter, Feng Jing felt cold all over and wanted to tell herself that it was not true, but it was just self-deception. She knew very well that this letter was indeed written by her, because in ancient times, Except for the traversing colored glaze, no one can use simplified Chinese characters, and her handwriting can't be imitated by anyone.

What's more, the letter also mentioned Laughing... Laughing, as long as she thinks of the name, she feels empty in her heart, the scenery slowly raised her hand to cover her chest, only feeling that everything around her makes her feel at a loss.

The letter said that Suva hid the smile, why did he hide the smile? And he didn't tell her that Xiaoxiao existed... Isn't Xiaoxiao his daughter? Or he wanted to use a smile to threaten her to do something, such as... let her take out her heart willingly.

What about the wound on her neck?

Suddenly remembering this question, she faced the bronze mirror, and the gauze wrapped around her neck was untied. Finally, her neck was exposed to the air. There were no so-called scars on the white skin...

She still remembered that Suva said that the wound on her neck would take a few days to heal. During this period, the gauze could not be removed, which would hinder the healing of the wound. After reading the letter, she thought that the wound on her neck would not be cured. It was not the so-called demon traitor who hurt her, but the wound she made by herself. This idea came suddenly but reasonable...If it was Suva, if it were in front of this man, she would be desperate enough to end it. His own life may also be uncertain.

But there was no wound on her neck.

But everyone knows that she was injured when she went to destroy the traitor of the Demon Race. Even her mother's queen had asked her about her injuries. Why did she have no injuries? Maybe... Maybe Suva was really too good and healed her.

The disappearance of the system monarch is not in line with the conventional plot. What kind of identity is Suva?

She couldn't figure it out, so she was even more afraid, and now that he thought of his tenderness, she would only feel terrible, and she didn't dare to be half-distracted.

Feng Guang didn't know how many times she had seen this letter, but she knew one thing very well, that is, she couldn't let Suva know the existence of this letter.

Thinking about everything decisively, she put the letter back into the box, locked it again, put the box on the beam, put the key under the table, and finally wrapped the gauze around her neck. She was not sure about herself. There will be another amnesia, but as long as there is a banquet in the Tiangong, such as a palace banquet like her mother's birthday, she will definitely return to the Tiangong.

Her bedroom is a place where Suva would not often come, which is why he would not find things hidden here, maybe a few years later... hundreds of years, when she returns to the bedroom again, Because she found this key by chance, but maybe, she didn't want to experience it again.

"Scenery." Suva walked in from the door with a bowl, and he came to her with a usual gentle expression, "I made lean meat porridge, which is your favorite."

"Thank you." Scenery also pulled out a smile. She took the bowl and her smiley expression was the same as usual. She picked up the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl. She asked like a sudden whim: "Suva, you like it Children?"