Rebirth O is Always Fishing For Me

    The galloping girl gently pulled the white hood on her head, pulled the hood down, and looked up at the sky from time to time.

    The girl wears a cloud-like red and black gauze close to her body, and then wears a heavy brocade robe. The outermost is a light silver-white fox fur to keep out the cold.

    It is close to the grassland, and the temperature difference between day and night is large. Due to lack of preparation, she has been cold and sick several times. Therefore, riding a fast horse, he worked day and night to catch up with his men and come to Qingyu Town.

    Quickly traversed the center of this small town with a small population, and the girl stopped in front of a simple courtyard. Seeing the green moss growing on the corner of the small courtyard, she frowned, took a deep breath, and said to herself in her heart:

    Ming Jingfei, you have to be cruel. After all, in the last life, Xie Xuanzhuo owed you.

    After a long time, she raised her hand and knocked on the door lightly.

    Soon, someone dressed like her came to open the door.

    "Saint, you are here at the right time. According to the portrait you drew, we have found the person you are looking for. It's just..."

    "Just what?" Ming Jingfei's voice became clearer and clearer, with a slightly nervous upward ending.

    "In order to avoid trouble, Sui Ye and I stunned her. However, she doesn't look like Qianyuan..."

    "Dizzy? It's dizzy, it's dizzy." Ming Jingfei finally managed to stabilize her emotions, and there were some cracks at this moment. Like the river water that is about to thaw in early spring, bubbling from time to time.

    In the memory of her previous life, Xie Xuanzhuo just turned 18 this year, and it should have been divided. In addition, she had read the Chronicle of the King of Shangxie State written by the historian, Xie Xuanzhuo killed the traitor of Shangxie State and called him Emperor Shangxie Chiyao.

    Among them, Xie Xuanzhuo, the sixteenth year, that is, the differentiation, is Qianyuan.

    Therefore, it is not wrong that Xie Xuanzhuo will be divided into Qianyuan.

    "We have never seen Qianyuan so thin, he looks like a child."

    "Forget it, I'll see for myself, Sui Ye, you...stand outside the yard for me. No matter what happens, don't come in. And don't conflict with anyone, We are acting in secret." Ming Jingfei took out a white jade bottle from her waist, with a dark green rhizome in it, shining with a little light.

    This is the Moon Cloth Grass, which has long been extinct on the Eight Wasteland Continent. It is said that its flowers are used as medicine, and drinking it can greatly increase the power of illusion. It's just that it is even more difficult to make the crescent moon bloom.

    In just a few short steps in the yard, Ming Jingfei had a very difficult walk. Fortunately, Xie Xuanzhuo was dizzy, and she didn't have to face this person she loved and hated immediately, she was lucky.

    "No, you don't love her for a long time. When you die, you don't love her anymore." Standing in front of the wooden house, Ming Jingfei emphasized to herself repeatedly. On this trip, she just wanted to use Xie Xuanzhuo's incense to achieve the purpose of cultivation.

    The old wooden door squeaked and swayed open after Ming Jingfei gently pushed it. The remaining light of the sky shone in, and fine dust floated with the gust of wind.

    Xie Xuanzhuo lay quietly on the bed.

    How long has it been since I saw this person? Ming Jingfei can't remember, she was imprisoned in a dark palace by Xie Xuanzhuo in her previous life. The only fun is counting how many lotus petals have fallen outside the window.

    When seven thousand two hundred and ninety-one petals fell, she waited for the person she wanted to see, but that person had a sword.

    Before she died, she imagined that the person she admired was here to take her away.

    Finally, she had to admit that she had been framed by her father as a witch, and she had been betrayed and separated, like a demon that everyone got and killed.

    In this life, she has hatred and resentment, and she will take it back one by one.

    The comatose Xie Xuanzhuan suddenly bent his legs and turned over, and the bed under her immediately made a crumbling sound.

    Ming Jingfei woke up and looked up. In her cognition, it couldn't be called a bed, but it was just a layer of straw mats on the surface of several layers of red bricks, uneven and bumpy.

    Xie Xuanzhuo, who was lying on it, looked very weak because of his thin clothes. Logically speaking, people who differentiate into Qianyuan should not be so thin.

    "What are you still afraid of, she is neither your Qianyuan nor Shangxie's monarch. If you want her letter incense, go ahead and get it!" Ming Jingfei Clenched your hands and moved closer.

    Standing a step away from the bed, she could see Xie Xuanzhuo's appearance completely, and she was still a young Xie Xuanzhuo.

    The sharp and flirtatious face in the impression turned into a girl's childishness and... fragility.

    Vulnerable? Ming Jingfei immediately began to cast aside herself in her heart, how could she have the right to pity the emperor who would dominate the world a few years later.

    Maybe Xie Xuanzhuo looks a little too downright now, the tattered coarse cloth clothes that can't see the color, cover her hastily, and there is a small cloth bag beside her, bulging Yes, I don't know what it is.

    My hair, which was always meticulously combed in my memory, was also messy at this time, and it was even covered with a lot of dust and grass clippings.

    "It's just like sleeping with a pig, just wash Xie Xuanzhuo first." She was doing psychological construction, putting the white jade bottle aside, ready to start.

    Reluctant to think deeply about the reason for Xie Xuanzhuo's appearance, Ming Jingfei directly returned from the yard with a bucket of water, wet it with a handkerchief, and slowly wring it out.

    Her heart suddenly thumped, Ming Jingfei bit her lip subconsciously, and stretched her long fingers to Xie Xuanzhuo's belt.

    The waistband is loose and the bottoms don't fit very well. Ming Jingfei effortlessly removed the unsightly piece of coarse cloth.

    But why, why not? Ming Jingfei was dumbfounded. Has Xie Xuanzhuo been differentiated yet? While pulling Xie Xuanzhuo's bottoms, she leaned over to see if there were any glands on the back of Xie Xuanzhuan's neck.

    At this moment, the person lying down suddenly opened his eyes, and Ming Jingfei was just looking at each other.

    The strong and thin smell fills the air, is this the smell of Xinxiang? Xie Xuanzhuo was a little surprised, she knew that she had not yet differentiated, and she should not have smelled the incense on anyone.

    However, when the girl first came in, she smelled this cold and unique fresh breath, just like the scent of petals faintly tasted when walking in a humid and clear forest.

    The faint moisture, like a red rose wet with dew, swayed pure, but contained a hint of misery.

    This is the smell of white rosin, Xie Xuanzhuo clearly remembers this smell. Moreover, after tasting this taste, it seems that the body has entered a new field, and there is a secret feeling that is slowly growing.

    Of course, Xie Xuanzhuo was not the only one in the room who smelled this smell. When Ming Jingfei saw Xie Xuanzhuo's fox eyes and the teary mole at the corner of her eyes, she felt a hot and humid feeling sensitively.

    Then, my own letter of incense swept in. She hurriedly took a deep breath, trying to restrain the fragrance of the letter.

    How can this be restrained. On the way here, she was also worried that her Xinxiang was not exciting enough to inspire Xie Xuanzhuo to enter the susceptible period.

    As a result, she now finds that her letter incense is really exciting, but Xie Xuanzhuo still doesn't feel it. Because this person is not differentiated at all.

    The craze was a bit turbulent, making Ming Jingfei feel sore and weak, she quickly let go of the hand holding Xie Xuanzhuo's pants, trying to prop up the bed to stabilize her figure.

    Unexpectedly, the trembling fingers crossed the smooth and soft skin of the person below.

    What a familiar and wonderful touch, Ming Jingfei did not expect that even if she was reborn, her memory would still be so clear.

    In the panic, the hood on Ming Jingfei's head slid down, and a waterfall of long golden hair fell in front of Xie Xuanzhuo, like the sunshine in June, shining brightly.

    The soft and fragrant hair is only one inch away from the tip of Xie Xuanzhuo's nose.

      .

    The beauty of the moment seems to be engraved into eternity, even if the time passes, it will not be forgotten.

    The end of her eyes was a little red, but her eyes were clear. Charm.

      .

    Until there was a crisp bird song outside the house, as if flowers fell on the water, breaking into a huge vortex, awakening the dreamer.

    Beauty is dangerous. Xie Xuanzhuo seemed to wake up from a dream. She remembered that she was a fugitive.

    For the Shang Xie Kingdom, she is now a thorn in the side of the imperial power. Anyone who gets close to her may have other purposes.

    To send such a beautiful woman, it is even more ulterior motive. Xie Xuanzhuo quickly recovered to her usual appearance in recent years—

    Blind eyes, dementia, and slurred speech.

    She put her tongue out on purpose, shook her head and said with a smile:

    "No more buns."

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    The author has something to say:

    Put a pre-received copy: "Bite Bait" Chase 1 Crematorium Age Difference by Six Years

    At the age of sixteen, Shang Lingjue's family was destroyed and her hearing was damaged.

    The day Shang Lingjue and Sier met happened to be the day Shang Lingjue dropped out of the Conservatory of Music because of her deafness.

    Sir has a good family background and good ability. At the same time, it's better for her. I don't dislike her being withdrawn and speaking less, and I don't dislike her deafness. Instead, I ask someone to teach her music and help her form a group.

    One day, Shang Lingjue's hearing was restored. She happily wanted to tell Sier, but she didn't expect to hear the fact that she was just Bai Yueguang's stand-in.

    She and Bai Yueguang not only look alike, they even have the same name.

    That night, when they were in love, Shang Lingjue heard a woman's voice for the first time, hoarse and charming, and shouted impatiently, "A Ling."

    If it was before, she would be full of joy, but now she understands that women call someone else.

    Shang Lingjue's group "Meet" became a hit after her debut. She wrote songs, rehearsed, and performed every day, preparing to completely forget the woman Sier.

    It wasn't until a month later that Sier realized that her children had not been home for a long time. She hurried to Shang Lingjue's practice room, but heard Shang Lingjue chuckle and say:

    "Sister, you are six years older than me, you are not worthy of me."

    Shang Lingjue looked at the always glamorous and noble woman and begged him in a low voice, but she just said a word that it was too late.

    Cold and gloomy disease

    Demining: Shuangjie