Don’t Throw the Bad Villain

Standing in the towering palace, Xu Qiang looked at that high face, and suddenly some images that had never been seen before appeared in his mind——

It was also this face, in the Qiong Building, on the bed, and hugged her on her sweaty back and asked her in a mute voice: "Did that dragon come to take you away? Is this bad here? Why is Aqiong? Want to be a fairy?"

He kissed her gently on the back, and murmured: "Being a **** may not be as happy as you think. Staying with Aqiong, whether it's tribulation or sinking, stay with me all the time..."

This is... the memory of when she and Si Wei crossed the robbery?

It turned out that at that time, Si Wei had vaguely known something about the robbery, he was just willing to sink.

Why do you want to be a fairy?

Xu Qiang was also asking herself, she didn't know why other people were cultivating the Taoism and immortality. She cultivating the Taoism and immortality for the sake of freedom, no longer bound by orders, to see the wider world.

It has always been, from when she was forced to be a female partner, and started to embark on this path in order to survive, to when she could make her own choices, she took the initiative to do tasks and practice, so as to not be trapped by anything. The world I have seen is free.

Yes, so she has nothing to sleep on.

She replied to the aloof Tianjun: "If Penglai Xianshan is like this, it really disappoints me. There is no difference between this and the mortal world. I still have to be ordered to Tianjun and forced to do things I don't want to do, and I still can't escape. Open the number of lives arranged. It is even more unhappy than the mortal, at least the mortal is broader."

Everyone here seems to have been smoothed out the edges and corners and be a good fairy. If Su Fan had to obey orders to do things she didn't want to do after she was dressed as a fairy, it really disappointed her.

If Penglai Fairy Island, naturalization is really like this, it's just like being admitted to a civil servant.

"Then you regret it?" Tianjun's voice circled in the hall and asked her again.

"I don't regret it." Xu Qian said without even thinking about it: "Penglai Immortal Mountain did disappoint me, but I don't regret becoming a god. I originally wanted to see what the Penglai Immortal Mountain looks like, where everyone wants to arrive. I saw it and didn’t like it. Then I’ll go to other places. The world is so big that I won’t stop because one place disappoints me. I cultivate and become immortal so that I have choice and freedom to come and go. Ability, nothing to regret."

She thought very clearly. If Penglai Immortal Mountain is really like this, she will leave with Su Fanyi, go to find A Li, go to Little Pearl, and see other worlds. If the heavenly monarch refuses to allow her, she will work hard to cultivate until she can. Replace Tianjun.

She cultivated and became immortal, so that she would no longer be trapped.

Her answer seemed to make Tianjun who was sitting in the Mingtang very stunned, he lowered his eyes and murmured: "No regrets..."

Then he raised his eyes to look at her again and said to her, "What if you have another choice? If you can choose another life, would you regret your cultivation and becoming immortal?"

Xu Qian didn't answer, but her feet were suddenly empty, as if she had fallen directly from the sky, she plunged into the darkness.

She trembled in shock, and opened her eyes instantly as if she woke up from a dream, and her eyes were dimly lit with red light.

She was lying in a small room. The room was small but clean. The bedding beneath her was soft and thick, exuding a faint scent of saponaria.

Where is this place?

She sat up and saw that the red light was the red lantern hanging under the porch outside, and the old windows were covered with red window grilles. Through the window paper she saw some firelight outside, and asked about a strong smell of oily meat.

Several people were talking lowly outside.

"Along hasn't woken up yet?" It was a gentle woman's voice.

Another honest man said in a low voice: "Let her sleep a little longer, this and New Year's Eve, our family has nothing to be busy, so be quiet, don't wake the child."

This is……

Xu Long stayed for a few seconds, slowly got out of bed, walked to the door, opened the door and saw a pot stand in the small courtyard, a man and a woman were cooking pork on the fire, and the meat was fragrant. Drill into her nose.

They looked at her, the wrinkles of laughter stretched out, and they waved to her hurriedly.

"The girl is awake?" The man asked her with a smile, "Did I wake you up with your mother?"

"Are you hungry?" The woman beckoned her to come over, "eat a piece of meat, it's simmering."

Xu Qiang's mind buzzed, and these two people were Xu Xianzu, former parents.

Another option Tianjun said is that her mother did not die due to dystocia, her father did not regard her as a loser, there was no stepmother, no beatings, father burning the stove, mother stewing meat, simple but clean home. , Steaming little courtyard.

"Come here, girl." Father pulled a small stool beside him.

Mother came over and took her by the hand, pulled her down on the stool, and stuffed her with a bowl of steaming meat: "Eat while it's hot, taste the saltiness."

The heat smoked on her face, and she could feel the hot flashes with meaty smell, and the father beside her was throwing firewood into the pot, making a sound.

She looked at the bowl of meat and clearly felt that the rim of the bowl was piping hot.

All this is so real.

"Why don't you eat it?" Father turned his head to ask her, stretched out his rough hand and touched the back of her head, smiling wrinkled, "I thought I didn't make new clothes for you? Silly girl, your sister has long been I did it for you, and I will come back today and bring it to you."

Sister?

She heard the courtyard door being pushed open, and someone called out in a loud voice: "It smells so good! But it's a coincidence to come back!"

She raised her head and saw that a girl with a neat woman's hair bun came in and winked at her with a smile. It was... the elder sister who was sold out to the staff and tortured and hanged herself...

Behind her followed a simple and honest man, carrying a large bag of baggage in his hand, smiling stupidly, and shouting: "Father, mother, where's the stew?"

who is he?

"Come on!" Her mother greeted them to come in, called his uncle, and told him to wash his hands and serve the meat.

She sat blankly, staring at the honest man, he is the older sister's husband-in-law? The eldest sister married someone who was honest but loved her.

"What are you thinking about?" The eldest sister came over, cupped her face with cold hands, and deliberately iced her, "Let me see, is our Ah Qian beautiful again? Such a beautiful girl can be frowning. no."

The eldest sister turned around and took out a brown baggage from the pile of baggage and stuffed it into Xulong's hand, "Look at what's inside."

Xu Long looked down at the baggage in his hand and unwrapped a little bit. Inside was a new set of new clothes and new skirts. The material was an ordinary material, but every stitch and every thread were sewn beautifully.

"Silly girl, Dad is coaxing you to play, how can we not buy new clothes for us for the New Year." The eldest sister smiled and combed her broken hair. "This material is specially bought for you by your brother-in-law. The color is the best Fashionable, try it out later to see if it fits."

Xu Long stroked the peach blossom embroidered on her clothes, as if stroking her own heart. Is this another choice for her?

If Xu Xianzu was also born in such a family, a simple and honest father, a gentle mother, a sister who loved her...a plain and happy life.

Several coughs came from a small room not far away.

The father, mother and sister next to her began to look over, a figure swayed on the newly pasted window paper, the thin profile of the face was extremely beautiful.

"The nobleman is awake?" Her father asked hurriedly, got up and went over in person, and opened the door of the small room.

The people in the room said softly and dumbly: "Uncle Xu, don't call me like that. I just raised my hand. Uncle Xu also saved me. He is my savior."

"I dare not dare, if it weren't for the noble people to help me with the money and effort, my family would be frightened to death by Liu Yuanwai, and A Jiao would also be taken to Liu Yuanwai's house to be a concubine." Her father repeatedly Thank you: "The nobleman is the benefactor of our family."

That voice... Xu Qian couldn't be more familiar, she stood up abruptly, gave the elder sister the bowl and baggage in her hand, and rushed into the room in twos or twos.

She saw the man in the simple room sitting on the couch with a coarse cloth quilt on his knees. He was wearing a white robe, his silver hair made him look pale and sick, and his eyes were not stained with dust.

Si Wei...is Si Wei.

Why is he here?

"Ajang, how reckless you are." Her father gave her a hand and hurriedly closed the door: "The noble person is better. Don't let the cold wind come in."

Si Wei sat on the couch and coughed slightly, smiled at her, and said to her father: "It's okay, Uncle Xu, can I have a few words with Alan?"

"Yes, yes." Her father nodded hurriedly, and urged Xu Qiang, "Girls are not allowed to be reckless, the nobles are our benefactors, speak well." After talking, he pushed out the door with a smile and closed the door. Pulled up.

Only her and Si Wei on the couch were left in the small room.

The firelight from the fire outside the room, the smell of meat, and the faint sounds of the eldest sister and mother talking about the family, seemed to make up a life scene she dreamed of.

When she was a child, she had imagined such a family time and time again. There is no need to have much money, as long as the family stays together in a lively and lively manner, and spends ordinary and trivial days.

But……

"Alan." Si Wei took out something from under his pillow and reached out and handed it to her.

His wrists were white and thin, and Xu Qian reached out his hand to hold that thing in his palm. It was a jade pendant inlaid with jade, and the word "wei" was engraved on it.

"This is my jade pendant." Si Wei said gently to her: "I have never confessed to you before. I am from Kyoto, and I am the son of the current sage, ranking third."

The three princes...

She raised her eyes to look at him, and his fingers were still hooked on the red tassels on the jade pendant and twisted in his white fingers.

"Come closer to me, Alan." He hooked Taezi and waited for her to approach him.

Xu Qiang took a step closer to her and heard him say: "These days, thank you for taking care of me and talking with me. I was in trouble here before, for fear of causing trouble to you, so I deliberately concealed my identity. The misfortune in the palace is over, and I have nothing to worry about."

He tugged the tassel in his hand again, looked at her with those pure eyes, and asked her lightly and seriously: "Ao, are you willing to go back to the palace with me?"

He seemed to be nervous, his Adam's apple rolled, his eyes lowered, his cheeks flushed slightly and lowly said: "If I...if I say I like you, will it scare you?"

Xu Long's heart seemed to be pulled by the red tassels. Is this another choice for her?

The ordinary and happy home, the love of the prince in trouble, all she had imagined, all pushed to her eyes, piled up to her.

If this is possible, does she still want to cultivate Taoism and immortality?

Her throat is astringent, but...