Rebirth O is Always Fishing For Me

Still thinking about Aunt Fatty's strange behavior, but three inches above Xie Xuanzhuo's heart, there was a familiar burning pain. The pain was fierce, as if a cluster of sparks surrounded her heart, constantly burning.

If Xie Xuanzhuo took off his clothes now, he would clearly see the two-color lotus flower in his heart that looked like a birthmark, faintly shining like a burning meteor. This birthmark had been there since she was born, and it would last for more than ten days in January, and countless doctors could not find out.

Only a prairie wandering doctor who happened to pass by guessed that it was a mark she carved by herself for the purpose of reminding.

Thinking of this, Xie Xuanzhuo couldn't help but sneer, "The purpose is to remind", but she didn't know what to remind, it was just a joke.

However, this time the pain was much more ferocious than usual, she held her heart tightly, took a few deep breaths, tried to ignore the pain, and began to go to sleep every day. Memories.

At the same time, the Shangxie Kingdom, the royal capital Fenghuai City, the Huangji Hall of the imperial palace, and the smoked furnace filled with blue smoke.

Now she is the Grand Sima, concurrently serving as Taiwei, and Zhao Wuchen, who is in charge of the military of the ten continents in the central government, is working with Chen Ziyu, who is in charge of diplomatic affairs and is also a general, to ascend to the current puppet of Xie. The emperor, on the diplomatic affairs with the tribes of the grasslands.

It's a performance, but it's a little bit of praise for the little emperor who just turned thirteen. He was a puppet brought by Zhao Wuchen from the Xie clan after he killed the late emperor Xie Jiyang and his sons.

"Da Sima, the barbarians on the grasslands are starting to move again. They asked to send a hostage over this year to show our sincerity."

"There are so many people in the Xie family, just send one to the past." Zhao Wuchen kept fiddling with the golden nanmu box in his hand, obviously a little absent-minded. "It just so happens that the Xie family also contributes to the government."

He looks elegant and gentle, but his eyes are a little gloomy.

"The Lord of the Righteous Sheep said that they want noble princes and princesses, not stinky fish and shrimps." Chen Ziyu said worriedly:

"Now I'm running out of money in the treasury of Shang Xie. Although my army is strong, it's just a show. What's more, those organizations in the civil society are alive again. Among them, the organization named 'Ming Luo'... …”

A few brothers still left some evil seeds scattered outside, just pick one that is more pleasing to the eye."

"It's more pleasing to the eye," Chen Ziyu glanced at Zhao Wuchen's face and immediately understood. Da Sima is trying to exterminate the orthodox members of the Xie family.

In the past, there was no better reason to kill those hidden dangers. This time, the request of the prairie barbarians hit the big Sima's arms.

I'm afraid, Da Sima can't bear it for long, the Xie family originally existed in name only. It seems that the name is almost gone. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad, but he didn't dare to show half of it.

"Let's go," Zhao Wuchen handed over to the person on the throne lazily, "I still have business today."

Chen Ziyu watched Zhao Wuchen hurriedly summoned a car driver and went to Fengming Palace. That is the current queen dowager's bedroom.

In the early morning a few days later, Xie Xuanzhuo woke up from the cold. She opened her eyes instantly and saw a drizzle of rain falling in the sky. Her straw shack was wet and even covered with white frost.

It seems that the rain will not stop for a while. Qingyu Town is close to the grasslands of Beihuang. In autumn, once it starts to rain, it will be heavy rain for several days in a row, and the temperature will get lower and lower.

In order not to get sick, Xie Xuanzhuo raised his wide sleeve robe to cover his head and ran to the eaves of the wooden house to hide from the rain.

She was still wearing the clothes that the girl changed for her. After a few days, the jet black clothes had almost turned into brown rags. Xie Xuanzhuo stared blankly at the sleeves embroidered with golden water patterns, and the place soaked by the rain reflected light slightly.

With a bang, the door of the wooden house opened, and the fat woman stuck her head out and said with a smile:

"Silly bag, come in for breakfast."

It seemed that she was worried that Xie Xuanzhuo didn't understand what she meant. The fat woman stretched out her hand like a chicken and dragged Xie Xuanzhuo into the house.

The green vegetable leaves were mixed with yellow flocculents and smelled like an eggy smell.

"This is the egg I got," said the fat woman, taking a sip of the soup proudly, half showing off and half sighing.

Strange, so weird. Xie Xuanzhuo drank the soup cautiously, occasionally eating a little yellow mud mixed with the rough roots of wild vegetables. You don't have to think about it to know that this must be the meal made by the fat aunt.

Just, where did the spare money come from? A dozen eggs cost one silver cent. I usually gamble with any money, so why would I be willing to spend money on eggs?

After breakfast, the fat woman packed up the dishes with a smile, and left the house with a mysterious look on her face, holding the torn paper umbrella.

In the past few days, Chen Ziyuan went out to do errands for herself, and the fat aunt has been leaving early and returning late, and her attitude towards Xie Xuanzhuo has also improved a lot.

Due to the rain, the people in the town did not go out very much. Xie Xuanzhuo had a rare opportunity like this, so he stayed in the wooden house waving a rolling pin, recalling the swordsmanship he had learned before, while Do your best to make it out.

In the past, her father favored her, but she did not allow her to learn swords. But she didn't know where to see the sword manual, and practiced it according to it. She only remembered holding the sword and stabbed it. Sand and stone flew between heaven and earth, and everything seemed to have strange eyes.

She stabbed desperately at these terrifying eyes, and the rumbling sound in her ears continued like thunder. In a trance, it was dark and dark, and the palaces and pavilions collapsed with a bang.

After that, she fainted. One dizzy is a month. After waking up, Xie Xuanzhuo only saw his father's tired but happy face and the extra silver threads on his temples.

The royal father touched her pale face and whispered, "Little Wu, don't practice swords anymore."

Xie Xuanzhuo only listened to it twice in his life. This is the first time.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

Chen Ziyuan's knock on the door awakened Xie Xuanzhuo, she quickly put down the rolling pin in her hand and looked back at the man wearing a hat.

"Your Highness, I finally found out what you asked me to investigate."

"It's so good," Xie Xuanzhuo walked gently to the wooden door and looked out, only to see the rain pouring, and almost no one was there, "In this way, tomorrow you will take the fat aunt and leave Qingyu Township .If one day I can..."

She shook her head, her amber eyes bright but confused, "If there is a day, let's talk about it."

"Your Highness, you must not be discouraged..."

"It's not discouraged," Xie Xuanzhuo shook his head and pursed the corners of his lips, "When you don't have absolute strength, no matter how much you say, it's all empty talk. Let's just get down to business, time is running out. "

"Mingluo's people are all highly skilled in martial arts, even illusions are amazing," Xie Xuanzhuo's body tensed, "At first, the father brought people from Mingluo into the palace to teach martial arts and illusions, and then the imperial army was in chaos. , lost his fighting power, only let Zhao Wuchen succeed."

"There seems to be a rumor that the people of Ming Luo can cultivate both martial arts and illusions, and release a lot of incredible power. Will the traitor Zhao Wuchen..."

"Except for the Yuwei clan in the southern seas who have obtained such divine power."

"By the way, there's that girl, her name is Ming Jingfei." Chen Ziyuan hung the tattered mink clothes on the wall, and the water dripping from the mink clothes quickly gathered into a small beach.

"Mingjingfei." Xie Xuanzhuo repeatedly chewed these three words, and unconsciously tightened his panties.

"She is a member of the Wu tribe, and she is also a relatively rare breed of golden witches in the Wu tribe. Among the golden witches in the world, there are many Kunzes with golden hair. She married the world a hundred years ago, so she is pure There are not many golden witches with blood." Chen Ziyuan paused and continued:

"Golden witches are good at controlling wind, and those with noble blood are better able to communicate with heaven and earth. Almost all of them, Kunze, practice advanced illusions. But there are many people who have avoided the world for decades. I haven't come out from the depths of the snow-capped mountains. I don't know why, but I have reappeared in the world in recent years, and I have received courtesy from various countries and have a high status, and ordinary people do not dare to provoke them."

"Golden witches are good at illusions, they are a family of gods, and they are very close to people. In order to get the descendants of gods, the royal families of various countries often ask for a lot of money to marry, but very few can get them." Xie Xuanzhuo thought of Ming Jingfei's long brocade-like pale golden hair, closed his eyes and thought for a while, but still had no clue.

On the surface, the Eight Wilderness Continents are now full of wars and chaos.

The barbarians on the prairie have long been eager to move, and now a witch has appeared.

"His Royal Highness, I dare to ask you, what is the reason for investigating the details of this girl? Your identity is special, if you can seek the protection of the Golden Witch Clan..."

"She is very strange, she obviously doesn't know me..." Xie Xuanzhuo touched the scabbed bite marks on his neck and said softly: "The Golden Witch Clan will be willing to shelter A lost princess? You and I don't have to be foolish."

"But they did receive a lot of favors from the previous emperor back then. They uphold justice, and they should reciprocate." Chen Ziyu said with consideration, after all, Xie Xuanzhuan's father and emperor once supported the Golden Witch tribe. Thanks for the kindness, maybe it will help Xie Xuanzhuo.

Seeing to see what Chen Ziyuan was thinking, Xie Xuanzhuo said calmly, "Justice and morality can only be discussed when they are evenly matched. Not to mention..."

"Your Highness, did you find anything?" Just as Chen Ziyuan was about to continue, he was interrupted by the noise outside the door.

Many people were shouting outside their small courtyard, the sound was so loud that it penetrated the heavy rain curtain.

"Don't move around, I'll go out first to see who is making trouble," Chen Ziyuan put on his hat and walked into the wind and rain.