【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

The wedding atmosphere in the royal capital is already very strong.

People threw streamers and tied fireworks, and the crowd was filled with joy as they walked.

Zhao Xi walked among the happy crowd, her bright red cloak casting a shadow. She held the small basket tightly and walked against the crowd to the palace.

"Ah, dear lady, who are you?" The guard took the girl who covered her face in front of him with fear. She looked simple and beautiful, with black hair hanging down to her chest and carrying a small basket. She looked like an ordinary country girl.

But what she handed over was an invitation letter from the first duke of the kingdom.

"Ordinary people." The girl spoke in a crisp and calm voice.

But considering everything he saw, the guard did not dare to despise it. After all, witches and ghosts are too common in this world. He dared not ignore a girl who looked like a witch: "Okay, please." He carefully accepted the gift from the girl. It was really magical. He had never seen such a beautiful rose. It was out of the soil, but it was more vivid than any other rose.

The moon was crescent, and the atmosphere in the palace was at its peak. The melodious orchestral music was like a thread wrapped around every noble in feather hats and gorgeous dresses at the banquet, leading them to dance. The king and queen sat high on the throne, talking with a smile on their faces.

The prince and princess will arrive soon, and the wedding ring exchange ceremony will be completed under their gaze.

Zhao Xi noticed several acquaintances, the Duke and his three daughters, Simon and Rebel dancing together, while Zhao Xi was alone in the darkness, wearing a red cloak that was so out of place.

"Prince Topri and Princess Lari have arrived!"

The music suddenly became more intense, and at the end of the red carpet, the two of them walked hand in hand.

Zhao Xi saw La Rui at once. Her golden hair was elegantly tied up. She wore a crown and a luxurious and beautiful light blue dress. Her crystal shoes were dazzling as she walked.

The newlyweds looked so sweet and everyone applauded as they stood hand in hand in front of the King and Queen.

But unexpectedly, at the moment when the ring was put on the princess's finger, she suddenly vomited blood and her body shook. The prince hugged her in time and shouted, "Larui! What's wrong with you?!"

The whole audience was in an uproar, and the king slammed the table and stood up: "Who did it! There is an assassin!"

The whole place was in chaos, guards came out one after another, and the beautiful scene suddenly became chaotic and noisy!

Zhao Xi watched everything motionlessly, her scarlet lips curled up uncontrollably. The pleasure in her heart made her laugh uncontrollably: That's right, that's it, that's how it should be, die, you fake!

Zhao Xi didn't notice that the necklace on her neck was shining brightly.

Just when Zhao Xi thought that everything was going as expected, a fantastic creature suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She was only the size of a palm, with flapping little wings, holding a fairy wand in her hand, and her face was old and kind.

She waved her magic wand at Larui, and her painful expression immediately eased, her eyelids fluttered, and she opened her eyes as if nothing had happened!

Zhao Xi was shocked and couldn't help but hold the necklace tightly: The wish failed?! No, La Rui was obviously going to die, the wish was successful! However, she stared at the flying fairy: It was her! She saved La Rui!

Something unexpected happened and Zhao Xi's sudden figure was eventually noticed.

"Xi Lun'er!" La Rui shouted directly with hatred: "It's you! You did it just now!" She pointed at Zhao Xi's figure: "Catch her! She is the one who hurt me!"

The guards immediately surrounded Zhao Xi.

With her way out blocked, Zhao Xi could only watch La Rui walk towards her step by step.

"You're still haunting me, Xilun!" She stretched out her hand and fiercely ripped off Zhao Xi's red cloak. Zhao Xi staggered a few steps as she dragged him.

La Rui looked at her exquisite appearance with a mocking look on his face: "I don't know where you learned this curse from, but I tell you, no matter what you do, you can't surpass me. I am a person favored by the gods!"

Zhao Xi also shook off her hand and said coldly: "You are just a fake, what are you so proud of?!"

"Hahaha? Fake?" Larui laughed until tears came out. "Who is the fake? Xilun'er, are you finally crazy?"

"Father has always loved my mother. Your mother died and we raised you with good intentions, but you did this? You have always been jealous of me, spying on me like a shady rat, and you even said I was a fake? Xilun'er, you are so pitiful!"

Larui said almost pityingly.

The expression on Zhao Xi's face gradually became blank. She seemed to remember that her parents had divorced a long time ago. Her father had always loved Larui's mother. After her mother died, she had to follow her father. But her father was indifferent to the child born by a woman he didn't love, but doted on Larui very much, so Zhao Xi was very jealous of Larui.

The originally hazy memory gradually became clear, and the catastrophe that was specially set up for Zhao Xi in the illusion finally unfolded.

Seeing Zhao Xi slowly retreating with fear on her beautiful face, La Rui's depression finally dissipated a little. In fact, La Rui was also very jealous of Zhao Xi and her appearance.

Zhao Xi was so beautiful that her parents ignored her at home, but in the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Xi was the most eye-catching one. As long as she stood with Zhao Xi, La Rui would never raise her head. Even the boy La Rui admired only thought that she was Zhao Xi's sister.

La Rui hated Zhao Xi very much.

But she also found that Zhao Xi had low self-esteem and was afraid to appear in front of many people because of the lack of love she had received. So La Rui took advantage of her and flaunted her parents' love and many friends in front of Zhao Xi. She was satisfied to find that Zhao Xi was more and more afraid to appear in front of her and would only look at her jealously in the dark. Every time this happened, La Rui's vanity was greatly satisfied.

Zhao Xi should always be under her feet.

But the prince's ball disrupted her plan, and all the girls had to attend. Larui was terrified, because she knew that once Zhao Xi stood at the ball, she would steal the limelight from all the girls, and she would definitely become the princess!

As La Rui was thinking about how to stop Zhao Xi, a fairy who called herself the Fairy Godmother appeared in front of her and said, "Poor girl, let me fulfill your wish."

She became dazzling on the day of the ball, and the crystal slippers she lost are still a legend. La Rui was very satisfied with everything, and her jealousy towards Zhao Xi turned into pity: after all, she didn't have a dress that day and couldn't attend the ball.

But La Rui didn't expect Zhao Xi to come and make trouble. If it weren't for the fairy godmother, she might have really died! Her beautiful life was almost ruined by Zhao Xi!

Thinking of this, La Rui couldn't help but tightly grasp Zhao Xi's collar, and spit out a sharp blade from her mouth: "This cloak you are wearing was also bought for me by my father, right? Why are you so pitiful? I can only pick up things that I don't want?"

Zhao Xi turned pale: "No, my father gave it to me..."

La Rui sneered: "I don't want it. Every time I see you being so precious, it makes me laugh."

Zhao Xi's body was staggering, and the dark memories that had been covering her up for a long time gradually emerged. She could no longer deceive herself.

La Rui snatched the small basket that Zhao Xi had been holding tightly. The dazzling crystal shoes inside made her face change. She then took out the crystal shoes and smashed them directly on the ground!

"Crack!" The beautiful crystal shoes broke into pieces. Zhao Xi stared blankly at the fragments that had been her spiritual support. Her heart seemed to be broken as well. Tears kept pouring out. Zhao Xi trembled as she tried to grab them. She did not stop even though she was bleeding: "No, no!"

"The broken glass slippers are fake," Larui leaned over and sneered, "You are fake too."

Everyone was whispering, and the glances they gave were full of contempt, as if they were looking at something disgusting.

Zhao Xi's heart was in great turmoil. Her memories were like broken lenses that cut through her delusions. A look of collapse flowed from her face like flowing water. She tightly grasped the necklace with both hands, and shouted hoarsely as if she was holding her last hope: "I want to make a wish, I want to make a wish! I want La Rui to die, and they all want them to die!"

"Huahuahua——" It was as if the sound of spring water flowing was heard, and the omnipotent spring spirit appeared.

At this moment, he was like a real god, silently gazing at the believers kneeling on the ground.

Everything around them seemed to be frozen, and silence spread around them.

"Didn't you hear me? I want them to die, I want to go back, I don't want to stay here, didn't you hear me?!" Zhao Xi raised his head, clenched the hem of the elf's clothes with his white fingers, and shouted at him sharply with a cold face and tears in his eyes.

The elf stood there in silence. Under his expression as cold as ice, Zhao Xi's voice weakened. Her hands trembled, and her stubborn head drooped. Her white neck was like a dying swan: "Do you hate me too? Ah, yes, I hate myself so much..."

Zhao Xi's pupils were dilated, which was a sign that the practitioner's mind was about to break.

Zhao Xi seemed to hear a sigh, and her tear-stained face was gently held up, as if he was treating a treasure that would be hurt if he breathed on it, making Zhao Xi unable to help but tremble her long eyelashes stained with tears.

"Are you Xi Lun'er?" he asked suddenly.

Zhao Xi nodded with tears in her eyes, and he asked again: "Is there another Xi Lun'er?"

Zhao Xi shook his head and said, "What kind of fake is that? Everything is you."

Zhao Xi retorted: "That's not what I meant, it's..."

But he was stopped by the elf, whose beautiful face was close at hand, "You can only make one wish, what do you want?"

Zhao Xi was stunned.

She felt the elf pull away, lowered his eyes, and his body flashed and disappeared. It was Xie Sui in white clothes: "Zhao Xi, what do you want?!"

The Buddha said: A wake-up call is like a sudden enlightenment, which is a great realization.

Zhao Xi was stunned. She opened her mouth hesitantly: "I just hope that someone will recognize me. Let me know that my existence is not wrong." But it seemed that she failed every time, as ridiculous as a clown.

Whether it is the current Xi Lun'er or the fake daughter Zhao Xi.

The illusion cracked like a broken mirror. Xie Sui looked at Zhao Xi, who seemed to be in a dream, and a smile appeared in his eyes: This is a sign that the practitioner is trying to break free.

"Why do you need others to acknowledge your existence? Zhao Xi, all you have to do is make yourself strong, so strong that they can't ignore you or deny you. Just remember that you are you."

Xie Sui wiped the girl's tearful eyes with his fingers, and it was as if a fish had run into the ancient Buddha's heart pond, constantly stirring the dead silent deep water.

A dead tree comes back to life in spring, and a dried pond is filled with rain.

Xie Sui sighed in his heart, wait and see...

He finally said, "Zhao Xi, as long as you do your best, you have nothing to fear."

Time began to flow again. Through her tearful eyes, Zhao Xi saw a person standing in front of her, and said with certainty, "Ms. Larui, I think there may be a misunderstanding here. The Miss Xi Lun'er I know is definitely not the kind of person you say!"

It was Rebel. Simon stood beside her, silently expressing his attitude.

Larui knew them. They were the king and queen of another country, a hidden kingdom that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

How did Xi Lun'er know them? !

"Your Highness, I think there must be a misunderstanding here."

Larui looked at the person who was speaking. The First Duke of the kingdom took off his hat and saluted to her, but what he said made Larui look ugly: "I invited Miss Xiluner here. I know her character. She is definitely not the kind of person you said." The three ladies nodded repeatedly behind him.

In front of her was the strong and serious Rebelle, and behind her was the Duke who smiled modestly but spoke with a sharp tongue. Larui felt that the situation was getting out of control.

How did Xi Luner get to know them?