Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

He smiled and said: "What price do you want me to pay?"

"For the sake of your son's daughter, I can change a simple request. As long as you can touch me, I will promise to give you a mask." Qi Yuan would say that there is no reason for this request, just because he is deep. Knowing, Xiaoxiao, although he has learned kung fu well, but he doesn't like to turn his head. How easy is it to meet him, a veteran?

But Qi Yuan miscalculated, he would not have expected that her sneak attack would come unreasonably.

Smiling with just a smile, he jumped up and kissed his lips. Qi Yuan paused as expected. He took all precautions. Whether it was the lower plate or the upper body, he would do everything in his mind. Once again, but he did not expect that he would choose to attack his...lip.

That year, Xiaoxiao was thirteen years old.

The light of the dusk fell on the smiling face, setting her sleeping face clean and beautiful.

Qi Yuan suddenly thought of a question he wouldn't think about before. If she wakes up and knows that she asked her mother to find her father, she might hate herself forever.

On the outskirts of the city, the carriage stopped in front of a bamboo house.

"The son is inside." Fubo said: "The son once told me that after he died, he wanted me to destroy his body with the corpse powder, so..."

She could give up, but Fu Bo disobeyed the order.

The scenery looked at Fubo's face in the gully. She still remembered that decades ago, he was a guard next to Zhou Xun. She whispered, "Thank you for sending me here, Yifu."

The light in Fubo's muddy eyes trembled. He hadn't heard the name for a long time. Suddenly, it was as if he had gone back to the past. In the glorious East Palace, he was the chief guard of the East Palace.

Uncle Fu bowed, "The road ahead is not easy, please think twice...the prince."

The scenery smiled, she didn't hesitate, and walked into the bamboo house at a brisk pace. On the bed, she saw the person lying down. He closed his eyes and his face was pale. He seemed to be asleep, but he There is no breathing.

Scenery sat on the edge of the bed, her hand gently stroked his cold cheek, and sighed, "How many times is this? Facing the cold you."

He will not answer her.

"On the way back, I remembered many, many things." She slowly said: "We were in the happy year of living in Tongxian County. When we first heard of your death, I pretended to be calm, and I smiled. Sometimes we are both happy and scared... and we are always in a dead cycle between death and resurrection."

"Ah Ning, do you know? When I left Tongxian that day, Master Shu once mentioned me and thought about the meaning of the two words'shufeng'. At that time, I still couldn't understand it. What's the meaning of your surname, Feng is your first name? But on the way back... I suddenly understood that when Shu is read as a surname, it should be read as "Zhu", not Shu Feng ...But chasing the wind."

She lay on his side, gently grasping his cold hand, "A-Ying, am I stupid, I only understand now..."

He created a happy Xia family for her, and Tong County in peace, but she only understood all this when he died.

"You want to end this cycle...I will do as you wish." She muttered, "This curse will end on me."

Outside the window came the sound of wind in the bamboo forest, softly, as if singing softly.

She kissed the corner of his lips, "Aying, good dream."

Wake up from the dream, everything will be better.