queen she is not doing business

Chapter 202 Greetings from Love

The heartbeat is like a thunder drum, but the body is as light as a wild goose.

The gust of wind blowing in my ears extinguished the nameless bonfire in the silent night.

"Jun Yi."

Surrounded by hot air like turbid waves, the voice that called him seemed to be whining with reluctance, seeming to be far away yet approaching, following Jun Yi's unbelievably trembling breaths domineeringly encroaching on his eardrums.

"No one in this world would want you to live. No matter how many times you reincarnate, you will never get rid of the fate of being abandoned and framed, just because of your identity... You actually understand it very well, right?"

The tone was familiar and distant, and Jun Yi already knew who the mastermind behind the murder was when the other party called him.

The voice didn't stop at all: "You have been unwilling to act according to my plan for hundreds of years, so no one has the right to miss you. Since you are so pathetic, then you should disappear from this world completely!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jun Yi's whole world exploded like a soundless and colorless firework, knowing that it would hurt the bone marrow, but he didn't feel the pain at all.

There is no light around, and the body has been completely destroyed by that person, Jun Yi now only has a remnant soul floating in the air without direction, and the person's heart-wrenching words in his ears echo like annoying mosquitoes and flies.

He finally chose to stop.

"Or..." he thought, "Forget it."

That man was right!

Jun Yi feels that he has lived for hundreds of years, and no one really remembers him, even if anyone misses him for a moment.

"Then what is the meaning of my life?" The remnant soul lightly fell to the ground and gave up struggling completely, "I have completely disappeared, maybe the disasters caused by delusions in this world and the hypocrisy and deceitful snakes in singing and dancing can also disappear together. "

"So be it……"

Jun Yi's remnant soul suddenly became dull, he knew clearly that if he chose to give up this time, he would never be able to open his eyes to see the world again.

That wisp of remnant soul was bound into a cocoon, intending to turn into a butterfly and die alone with the wind.

Jun Yi clearly knows that breaking out of a cocoon into a butterfly and waiting for reincarnation before reshaping a physical body cannot be done with only her own remnant soul that may dissipate at any time.

"Freedom," he thought, "at last! . . . "

"Relief, what relief, it's finally!" Sheng Fengxue yelled at the same time, and suddenly slammed his palm on the back of the sleeping and raving Jun Yi, blowing his beard and staring angrily, "You're married to me, and you still want to be relieved, it's a beautiful idea! "

Jun Yi's body trembled a few times.

Sheng Fengxue's light blue skirt slid down to the edge of the bed, and the next moment she covered her mouth and coughed and jumped up, her anxious breath lingering between her fingers, her body, which was about to extinguish like a candle in the wind, resisted She couldn't help her violently exploding soul at the moment.

"What's wrong with you?" Jun Yi hurriedly asked.

Sheng Fengxue didn't answer him.

The gauze shakes slowly, and the breeze blows slightly.

Lingluo brought warm water over in a timely manner, and waited for Sheng Fengxue to take a few sips before carefully reminding her in a hoarse voice, "Miss, it's time to parade."

Sheng Fengxue's face was as pale as the snow's light, as if she could die on the spot in the next moment, she let go of her hand covering her mouth and coughing, stood up and looked in Lingluo's direction and asked, "Has Nangong Yiyuan woke up?"

Ling Luo shook her head lightly as an answer to the question, Jun Yi interjected when she saw the situation: "I think it's still..."

Sheng Fengxue naturally knew what Jun Yi wanted to say at the next moment, she hurriedly waved her hands to stop her: "You cheated me, we will settle it later."

"Then you..." Jun Yi wanted to say something more, hurriedly stopped talking, changed the subject and said, "Anyway, I can't force you, you can do it yourself, the time to parade has come, then you can go."

Sheng Fengxue's stern face finally showed a little smile.

"If you..."

Jun Yi didn't understand what Sheng Fengxue said, so she turned her head and glared at him, and was about to ask some more questions when Sheng Fengxue interrupted her.

Eight large sedan chairs were slowly paraded through the street, tulle swaying around the sedan chair, white flowers overwhelmed the snow around the sedan chair, Sheng Fengxue was kneeling in it in a snow skirt, as gentle and elegant as a real lady, everyone in the city knows that only wealthy families He acted in such a retrograde manner, although he didn't know the reason, but seeing Sheng Fengxue's face, it was hard to say anything.

The long street was quiet and deserted, and the eight sedan chairs carried all the way unimpeded.

"Are you here?" Sheng Fengxue asked in a low voice as she tapped on the edge of the sedan chair with her slender fingers.

"The streets are as usual," Ling Luo, who was riding a horse, replied softly as he approached the car window, "Miss, wait a moment, we'll be there soon."

"My knees are numb." Sheng Fengxue sighed in the sedan chair, "Let's go to the deep alley. If I kneel like this again, my legs will probably be useless."

Ling Luo secretly sighed.

Sheng Fengxue is not even willing to do a full set of acting, this is indeed her style.

Lingluo respectfully presented the paper to Sheng Fengxue from the car window, put her face on the car curtain and said softly: "The missing are all children under the age of ten. Just now I went to check again and confirmed that Ms. Your guess, are we going to take someone now?"

"Go, go non-stop," Sheng Fengxue finally had a gleam of light in his bleak eyes, "I have been tortured by those things recently, and I keep hearing some inexplicable words in my sleep. If I do more good deeds, I should be able to Make me feel better."

"I've already taken care of the matter of going to Xuanluanzong," Ling Luo reported together, pinching his sore throat, "Miss, do you really only take Master Jun Yi and me on the road, in case there is any danger along the way?" Miss, you have no one to protect you, so what should you do?"

"Lingluo." Sheng Fengxue lowered his eyebrows and called out the paper.

Ling Luo thought that Sheng Fengxue had some orders, so she pressed her whole face against the car curtain, and responded with a low eyebrow: "Miss, just tell me what you have, I will always be here."

"If you don't have a hero, then be a hero yourself," Sheng Fengxue said, "Actually, I don't believe what that Taoist said."

Ling Luo instantly understood.

Sheng Fengxue actually didn't want to go to Xuanluan School at all.

(End of this chapter)