Kuai Chuan Daji is a bad woman
Chapter 642
Chapter 642
The two hugged each other for a long time before they separated. Daji gradually fell asleep listening to Fu Xueluo telling anecdotes about her from childhood to adulthood. Fu Xueluo looked at Daji with complicated eyes.
He knew that she was treating herself as another person.
If there really was a past life, then he must have loved her very much in the past life, so when he saw her again, his soul trembled.
The maids came in early the next morning to take care of the wash. An old lady peeked at the bed and was relieved to see that Fu Xueluo's expression was still normal.
"Young Master, the old lady is waiting."
Daji yawned and stretched: "Xueluo, find me a red dress, beautiful ones."
Such an intimate address made Fu Xueluo feel sweet in her heart, Fu Xueluo asked the servants to throw away the new clothes that Xiao Xixi had prepared, and ordered the servant girl to bring back a set of clothes: "I have invited you, and I am making new clothes for you." .”
The old woman was also very surprised when she saw that suit. This dress belonged to Madam. Madam died of dystocia when she gave birth to the young master, and the young master did not let anyone touch her things. This shows that the young mistress is very important to the young master.
Daji changed into the clothes without asking where she got them from, combed her hair, Fu Xueluo came over to draw Daji's eyebrows in person, her eyes met, Daji touched his eyebrows as if seeing Xueluo from before.
"Okay." Fu Xueluo put down her pen and looked at Daji with tenderness in her eyes: "Very beautiful."
She was more beautiful and lively than in the dream. Seeing her, he finally understood why he had the same dream for so many years.
The two greeted the old lady. The old lady understood the grandson's heart when she saw the clothes on Daji. She enthusiastically drank the grandson's wife's tea and gave Daji her own bracelet as a meeting gift.
"Xi Xi, this is handed down from our Fu family's ancestors. Grandma passed it on to you. From now on, you will be the head of the Fu family."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Fu's eyes showed a bit of sadness. Fu Xueluo is the last blood of the Fu family, and he doesn't know if his body will have a next generation.
"Thank you grandma." Daji accepted the bracelet, and she will only be with Fu Xueluo for a month, and to Daji, a month is just a snap of the fingers.
After meeting the old lady, the two had breakfast, and Fu Xueluo took Daji to the cemetery.
"My father died on the battlefield, my mother gave birth prematurely after learning about it, and my grandma was getting old, so she couldn't worry about me, so I agreed to the marriage. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to marry Miss Xiao. This is harming her."
In front of the mausoleum, Fu Xueluo spoke his mind.
Daji looked at him with a smile, those eyes seemed to see through his mind: "You did it for me to get married."
Fu Xueluo acquiesced.
As soon as he saw Daji that day, Fu Xueluo had a voice in his heart: It's her.
He arranged for the woman to send Daji to Xiao's house. Mrs. Xiao saw Daji who was similar to her daughter, and after being reminded by others, she came up with the trick of getting married instead.
"It's a coincidence, Fu Xueluo, you have a lot of eyes."
"sorry."
Daji didn't mean to blame him, she grabbed his cold hand and squeezed it: "You are indeed my man."
Lu Lingjiu: "Well, you have a thousand hearts, and he has eight hundred."
It was snowing, Fu Xueluo held an umbrella in one hand and held Daji's hand in the other to return home. The two stepped on the thick snow, Fu Xueluo looked at the people beside her, she was the whole world.
The two didn't have the strangeness of first acquaintance, as if they were lovers who had been together for a long time, and they knew what the other wanted with just one look.
Warming wine and making tea, stepping on the snow and admiring the plum blossoms, the two are like glue, and the servants only think that the young master and the young grandmother are the couple of gods and gods.
A month passed quickly, and Lu Lingjiu couldn't help but said, "Host, why didn't you cure Fu Xueluo."
Daji's space stores a lot of good things in the world, whether it is panacea or high technology, Daji can take out any one and heal Fu Xueluo.
Daji was silent for a while: "He has a broken soul."
It's not that Daji doesn't want to cure Fu Xueluo, but that Fu Xueluo's three souls and seven souls are missing one soul, and no matter how many medicines are used, it will not help unless the missing soul is found.
And that soul... cannot be retrieved.
Lu Lingjiu sighed: "It seems that Snow Emperor and you are destined to be the end."
Fu Xueluo opened her eyes as if feeling something, and seeing Daji in a daze, reached out and pushed a lock of hair behind her ear: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
In the past two days, Fu Xueluo spent less and less time awake, and none of the servants had a smile on their faces. The old lady even came to see her many times a day. Everyone knew that the young master's time was numbered.
Daji stood up and said briskly, "It's best to eat hot pot in winter, I will cook it myself."
There was a gentle smile on Fu Xueluo's mouth: "Okay."
Lu Lingjiu had never seen his host cook before, so she thoughtfully brought up the materials for Daji to study.
Daji asked the servants to prepare the ingredients, then changed into simple clothes and began to process the ingredients. Her movements were decent, which relieved the worried servants.
"Old lady, young mistress is cooking herself."
The old lady sighed with vicissitudes all over her face: "She is good everywhere, it would be even better if she can leave Xueluo with blood."
The woman next to her also fell silent. When Fu Xueluo died, the Fu family was cut off.
The old lady forced someone to help her up: "Let's go, go and try that hot pot."
The grandparents and grandchildren sat in the warm pavilion and ate hot hot pot. Daji told funny stories to amuse the old lady. The atmosphere was very harmonious, because the heating was sufficient, and Fu Xueluo's face was also rosy.
After eating the hot pot, the old lady went back to her room to rest. Daji had someone prepare hot water and took Fu Xueluo's hand: "Xueluo, I smell bad, wash it off for me."
"Okay." A trace of shame appeared on Fu Xueluo's face.
That night was the happiest moment in Fu Xueluo's life. With a happy smile on his face, he never woke up again.
After Fu Xueluo died, Daji put on a kiss on his cold lips after getting dressed.
When the old lady got the news, Daji had already left. No one knew where the young mistress had gone. Some said she died in love, and some said she ran away secretly.
The roots of the Fu family were broken, and everyone thought that the old lady would not be able to hold on and fell ill, but the old lady miraculously held on, and her health improved day by day.
Lu Lingjiu couldn't help but said, "Host, where did Xue Huang's soul go?"
"Little Tuanzi."
Lu Lingjiu suddenly realized that the soul was Xiaotuanzi, no wonder Xiaotuanzi in the form of snow lotus resembled Snow Emperor so much.
"That night, did you and Fu Xueluo..."
Daji didn't answer Lu Lingjiu, and returned to Xuantianzong. At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the thunderbolt struck down, and the cloud time broke through.
After waiting for a month, Yun Shi finally formed the alchemy, and Daji hurriedly pretended to be Yan Xiao to go to Yun Shi to congratulate him.
Sang Qiqi's cultivation base has also improved a lot, and she is already at the peak of foundation establishment, and she is just one step away from forming an alchemy. Everyone in Xuantianzong is very happy, and the two of them will definitely be able to ascend successfully in the future.
Daji urged: "Brother, we can go to the ancient battlefield."
Xuehuang must be be, and be is also a kind of perfection. It will only intersperse a little bit of past characters, and it should not be written in another chapter.
(End of this chapter)
The two hugged each other for a long time before they separated. Daji gradually fell asleep listening to Fu Xueluo telling anecdotes about her from childhood to adulthood. Fu Xueluo looked at Daji with complicated eyes.
He knew that she was treating herself as another person.
If there really was a past life, then he must have loved her very much in the past life, so when he saw her again, his soul trembled.
The maids came in early the next morning to take care of the wash. An old lady peeked at the bed and was relieved to see that Fu Xueluo's expression was still normal.
"Young Master, the old lady is waiting."
Daji yawned and stretched: "Xueluo, find me a red dress, beautiful ones."
Such an intimate address made Fu Xueluo feel sweet in her heart, Fu Xueluo asked the servants to throw away the new clothes that Xiao Xixi had prepared, and ordered the servant girl to bring back a set of clothes: "I have invited you, and I am making new clothes for you." .”
The old woman was also very surprised when she saw that suit. This dress belonged to Madam. Madam died of dystocia when she gave birth to the young master, and the young master did not let anyone touch her things. This shows that the young mistress is very important to the young master.
Daji changed into the clothes without asking where she got them from, combed her hair, Fu Xueluo came over to draw Daji's eyebrows in person, her eyes met, Daji touched his eyebrows as if seeing Xueluo from before.
"Okay." Fu Xueluo put down her pen and looked at Daji with tenderness in her eyes: "Very beautiful."
She was more beautiful and lively than in the dream. Seeing her, he finally understood why he had the same dream for so many years.
The two greeted the old lady. The old lady understood the grandson's heart when she saw the clothes on Daji. She enthusiastically drank the grandson's wife's tea and gave Daji her own bracelet as a meeting gift.
"Xi Xi, this is handed down from our Fu family's ancestors. Grandma passed it on to you. From now on, you will be the head of the Fu family."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Fu's eyes showed a bit of sadness. Fu Xueluo is the last blood of the Fu family, and he doesn't know if his body will have a next generation.
"Thank you grandma." Daji accepted the bracelet, and she will only be with Fu Xueluo for a month, and to Daji, a month is just a snap of the fingers.
After meeting the old lady, the two had breakfast, and Fu Xueluo took Daji to the cemetery.
"My father died on the battlefield, my mother gave birth prematurely after learning about it, and my grandma was getting old, so she couldn't worry about me, so I agreed to the marriage. Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to marry Miss Xiao. This is harming her."
In front of the mausoleum, Fu Xueluo spoke his mind.
Daji looked at him with a smile, those eyes seemed to see through his mind: "You did it for me to get married."
Fu Xueluo acquiesced.
As soon as he saw Daji that day, Fu Xueluo had a voice in his heart: It's her.
He arranged for the woman to send Daji to Xiao's house. Mrs. Xiao saw Daji who was similar to her daughter, and after being reminded by others, she came up with the trick of getting married instead.
"It's a coincidence, Fu Xueluo, you have a lot of eyes."
"sorry."
Daji didn't mean to blame him, she grabbed his cold hand and squeezed it: "You are indeed my man."
Lu Lingjiu: "Well, you have a thousand hearts, and he has eight hundred."
It was snowing, Fu Xueluo held an umbrella in one hand and held Daji's hand in the other to return home. The two stepped on the thick snow, Fu Xueluo looked at the people beside her, she was the whole world.
The two didn't have the strangeness of first acquaintance, as if they were lovers who had been together for a long time, and they knew what the other wanted with just one look.
Warming wine and making tea, stepping on the snow and admiring the plum blossoms, the two are like glue, and the servants only think that the young master and the young grandmother are the couple of gods and gods.
A month passed quickly, and Lu Lingjiu couldn't help but said, "Host, why didn't you cure Fu Xueluo."
Daji's space stores a lot of good things in the world, whether it is panacea or high technology, Daji can take out any one and heal Fu Xueluo.
Daji was silent for a while: "He has a broken soul."
It's not that Daji doesn't want to cure Fu Xueluo, but that Fu Xueluo's three souls and seven souls are missing one soul, and no matter how many medicines are used, it will not help unless the missing soul is found.
And that soul... cannot be retrieved.
Lu Lingjiu sighed: "It seems that Snow Emperor and you are destined to be the end."
Fu Xueluo opened her eyes as if feeling something, and seeing Daji in a daze, reached out and pushed a lock of hair behind her ear: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
In the past two days, Fu Xueluo spent less and less time awake, and none of the servants had a smile on their faces. The old lady even came to see her many times a day. Everyone knew that the young master's time was numbered.
Daji stood up and said briskly, "It's best to eat hot pot in winter, I will cook it myself."
There was a gentle smile on Fu Xueluo's mouth: "Okay."
Lu Lingjiu had never seen his host cook before, so she thoughtfully brought up the materials for Daji to study.
Daji asked the servants to prepare the ingredients, then changed into simple clothes and began to process the ingredients. Her movements were decent, which relieved the worried servants.
"Old lady, young mistress is cooking herself."
The old lady sighed with vicissitudes all over her face: "She is good everywhere, it would be even better if she can leave Xueluo with blood."
The woman next to her also fell silent. When Fu Xueluo died, the Fu family was cut off.
The old lady forced someone to help her up: "Let's go, go and try that hot pot."
The grandparents and grandchildren sat in the warm pavilion and ate hot hot pot. Daji told funny stories to amuse the old lady. The atmosphere was very harmonious, because the heating was sufficient, and Fu Xueluo's face was also rosy.
After eating the hot pot, the old lady went back to her room to rest. Daji had someone prepare hot water and took Fu Xueluo's hand: "Xueluo, I smell bad, wash it off for me."
"Okay." A trace of shame appeared on Fu Xueluo's face.
That night was the happiest moment in Fu Xueluo's life. With a happy smile on his face, he never woke up again.
After Fu Xueluo died, Daji put on a kiss on his cold lips after getting dressed.
When the old lady got the news, Daji had already left. No one knew where the young mistress had gone. Some said she died in love, and some said she ran away secretly.
The roots of the Fu family were broken, and everyone thought that the old lady would not be able to hold on and fell ill, but the old lady miraculously held on, and her health improved day by day.
Lu Lingjiu couldn't help but said, "Host, where did Xue Huang's soul go?"
"Little Tuanzi."
Lu Lingjiu suddenly realized that the soul was Xiaotuanzi, no wonder Xiaotuanzi in the form of snow lotus resembled Snow Emperor so much.
"That night, did you and Fu Xueluo..."
Daji didn't answer Lu Lingjiu, and returned to Xuantianzong. At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the thunderbolt struck down, and the cloud time broke through.
After waiting for a month, Yun Shi finally formed the alchemy, and Daji hurriedly pretended to be Yan Xiao to go to Yun Shi to congratulate him.
Sang Qiqi's cultivation base has also improved a lot, and she is already at the peak of foundation establishment, and she is just one step away from forming an alchemy. Everyone in Xuantianzong is very happy, and the two of them will definitely be able to ascend successfully in the future.
Daji urged: "Brother, we can go to the ancient battlefield."
Xuehuang must be be, and be is also a kind of perfection. It will only intersperse a little bit of past characters, and it should not be written in another chapter.
(End of this chapter)
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