Su's Calcium [Quick Transmigration]

Qiu Shui is going to kill him.

For a moment, the aunt felt that her mind was a mess, and she didn't know how long it took before she turned around in a daze and asked stupidly, "What did you say?"

The visitor replied, "Miss will be executed at noon in three days."

My aunt's eyes went dark, and she passed out immediately, unconscious.

Three days later, on this day, the scorching sun was shining, like a fireball hanging high above the sky, and it was burning more and more intensely, as if even the air was burning. The crushed heads made people feel fearful.

The execution officer impatiently swept around the people below, and fanned the wind with his hands: "There seem to be a lot of civilians watching today."

Someone next to him immediately replied: "That's right, after all, the one who is going to be beheaded today is the eldest daughter of Prince Taiping's mansion. Why don't you be curious?"

The official sneered: "Aren't there few high-ranking officials beheaded on weekdays? There's no need to make a fuss about a little girl."

"My lord, you don't know. This lord is the most beautiful woman in the capital. He has attracted the hearts of many princes, but that day he somehow offended the empress dowager, tsk tsk..."

……

Auntie brought two guards with her today, and she stared eagerly at the execution platform, her eyeballs were staring straight at her without turning her eyes, and the sweat on her forehead almost dripped onto her eyelashes, but she didn't even wipe it off.

I don't know how long I waited, the sun happened to stay in the sky, and then someone brought up a woman wearing a prison uniform, with disheveled hair and a dirty face whose original appearance could not be seen clearly.

The crowd groaned.

The woman was pushed and fell to the ground, and got up again in a panic. Tears flowed from her proud brows in the past, and her dirty face was even more messy. She muttered to herself: "I don't want to Die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

But no one can understand her words, just think she is crazy.

The woman was pushed to the execution place and knelt heavily on the ground. She raised her head and looked around in a daze. Her gaze focused on the place where the auntie was. She opened her mouth wide, pulled out a silver thread, and cried loudly: "Mom! I don't want to die! Help me!"

"mother--"

"Mom, I don't want to die!"

"Mom, save me!"

One sound after another, like weeping with blood, full of strong unwillingness, makes people feel hairy.

Auntie broke down and cried as early as the first moment Qiushui showed her figure. She cried and roared heartbreakingly. Her neat hair was already messed up, and the powder on her face was a mess, which could be seen clearly. Her face was pale without a trace of blood. If there were no guards to stop her, she would have rushed to the execution platform to rob people.

"It's noon, execution!"

Accompanied by this order, the executioner raised the beheading knife high. His expression was numb, and he was used to this kind of thing.

Qiu Shui closed his eyes in fear, broke down and cried, "Ah—"

"No!" the aunt yelled.

However, their voices were destined to be unable to stop the executioner's movements. The knife fell and the executioner's face was splashed with countless drops of blood. A hairy head rolled back and forth on the dirty ground for several times before stopping.

"Ah!" The auntie was so frightened that she passed out again, and was finally carried back by two guards.

After this incident, the auntie seemed to be a different person, she was arguing all day to leave the house, but she was rejected by King Taiping.

The days of being bullied are still going on, and there is no day in the sky, and the evils done in the past will now be paid back one by one.

And Qiu Qiang also began to change, taking money from the Qiu Mansion to do those sanctimonious good deeds all day long, and established a good image for himself, which was praised by countless people.

Qing Yan just snorted at this. If you really have the heart, you might as well use the money you earned. If there is no accident, the entire Taiping Palace will definitely belong to the original owner in the future. After all, the Taiping King got rich by marrying the original owner's mother. All of this is because the Holy One and the Empress Dowager did not take it back because they cared about the original owner.

After the death of King Taiping, these will be returned to the original owner.

But now Qiu Qiang is using the original owner's money to accumulate his good reputation, it really is a good plan.

……

In the hot summer, Qing Yan asked Liu Xu to bring a bucket of water. After the door was closed, Qing Yan repeatedly told Shang Yanxi to shield her five senses, then took off her clothes and got into the water.

When Shang Yanxi was taking a nap at noon today, he had a strange dream. He hadn't had such a dream for a long time, so he did not block his hearing by a strange coincidence. The sound of water in his ears was as clear as jade hitting a plate, but With a weird ambiguity.

Like a feather, it hooks and hooks on the heart...

Shang Yanxi quietly squinted his eyes, and what he saw was a picture of a beautiful man taking a bath. He suddenly felt as if the blood in his whole body rushed to his head, and he stared dazedly.

The warm water soaked the slender and thin body, and the hazy heat steamed above the barrel, covering Qing Yan's expression like a gauze, and the water only covered the chest, and the white shoulders were still exposed. , like a piece of fine suet jade.

Qing Yan groaned comfortably, and I have to say that taking a bath is a very comfortable thing, especially to relax the nerves, I really want to soak in it and not go out.

In such a short period of time, he was in a trance for a while, and when he came back to his senses again, he found that his body was out of control, but his perception was still there. He only had a moment of doubt, and soon understood.

Qing Yan cursed word by word with a little embarrassment: "You are looking for death." Another day he will find a Taoist priest to accept this product.

Shang Yanxi's voice is particularly deep and sexy today, unexpectedly provocative: "My Highness will help you take a bath."

Qing Yan's anger remained undiminished, and he still cursed a few words, but seeing Shang Yanxi, he moved with his body.

The water on the surface of the water was gently picked up and splashed on the collarbone and shoulders. Finally, a small pool of water formed in the socket of the collarbone, and then slowly slid down. The moist water droplets remained on the fair skin. It's not as cold as it was when I used it, but it's scorching hot, and every time it passes by a place, it will definitely arouse a shiver of shame.

And when the beautiful fingertips brushed past the pearl, the temperature was even more like magma, it was so hot that it couldn't help shrinking, trembling, and then stood up quietly, but quite embarrassingly.

Qing Yan's cheeks were hot, and his throat was also dry. He felt that the breath from the tip of his nose became extremely hot. What he inhaled was scalding hot air, and the burning internal organs boiled up, and the heart was even more uncontrollable. Yes, bouncing strong and fast.

It is obviously a very ordinary movement, but when the other party does it, it is very seductive, and it seems to imply a hint of affection.

And the sound of water at this moment is also like an ambiguous symphony, every note plays a rhythm that makes people blush and heartbeat.

Sensing that the opponent's hand was still going down, Qing Yan suddenly came to his senses, desperately trying to regain control of his body, but fortunately, Shang Yanxi didn't struggle, and simply returned it to him.

Qing Yan, who had snatched the control, finally felt a little more at ease in her heart, but still felt hot all over, her heart was beating fast, and she was pounding heavily, as if she would break out of her body at any time.

Thinking that Shang Yanxi might have the same reaction and feeling as he did just now when he was taking a bath, Qing Yan felt a little ashamed inexplicably. His index finger trembled, and he lowered his eyelids nervously to cover the look in his eyes, but he couldn't hide it. Contain the thin red on the face.

There was a burst of light laughter, which seemed to be muffled in the abdomen, magnetic and suppressed, sexy as hell.

Qing Yan's ears were a little itchy, and he continued to take a bath as if nothing had happened, his face was a little more serious than usual, but the tips of his ears were red.

……

In the past few days, Qing Yan was in a good mood, except for occasionally dealing with Shang Yanxi's increasingly abnormal words and deeds, everything was going on as he expected.

And when the news came from Qingying that he could start bewitching King Taiping, Qing Yan even felt much better when dealing with Shang Yanxi's brain-twitching behavior, and he ordered Qingying to help.

Compared with Qing Yan's mission traces that are getting more and more on the right track, Qiu Qiang's life trajectory gradually began to overlap with the previous life. The prince turned a blind eye to him again, but he heard the prince several times. He was looking for news about his eldest brother; after the birthday banquet, his official career was ruined, and it was impossible for him to get back the reputation he wanted as a talented scholar.

The only difference from his previous life is that although his fate was miserable in his previous life, his mother and younger sister had good fates. But now it seems that his younger sister was beheaded and his mother was abused. How willing?

However, God finally treated him kindly, allowing him to inadvertently save an old man while pretending to do good deeds, and learned Qiu Nuo's true identity.

This old man was a palace servant who served in the palace when the late emperor was still alive. He had a thorough understanding of what happened back then. After Qiu Qiang deliberately inquired, he soon knew that Qiu Nuo's mother, Princess Xiaoyuan, was not The current Empress Dowager was born to a prostitute who was favored by the late emperor. She gave birth on the same day as the Empress Dowager, and used a civet cat to replace the prince.

Later, the real princess was smothered to death and thrown into the wild.

Qiu Qiang was overjoyed when he heard that, let alone the fact that he is a prostitute, this one is enough to damage Qiu Nuo's reputation, if this matter is revealed, the Holy Majesty and the Empress Dowager will definitely not love Qiu Nuo so much again, and will kill him To kill a sister/female enemy, I can't wait to get rid of it and hurry up.

So, very soon, there was an after-dinner talk widely spread in the capital: Princess Xiaoyuan was not born to the present empress dowager.

This conversation caused a lot of uproar, the city was full of wind and rain, and all the people were talking about it with great interest. They laughed and said that the empress dowager might have raised a daughter for others.

The commotion was so huge that even the royal family couldn't hide it. They soon heard the news, and the current emperor and the empress dowager were furious. While looking for the hero behind the spread of the news, they promoted Qingyan's entry into the palace. .

When Qiu Qiang heard this, he knew that his fortune had come, he happily adjusted his clothes a few times, and entered the palace in high spirits.

Now, apart from Qiu Nuo, His Highness the Crown Prince will always focus on him.

The author has something to say: Shang Yanxi: I had a dream today...

I wanted to wash the whole set, but I was afraid of scaring my wife qaq

In the beginning, the characters in this world wanted to write domineering, arrogant, offensive x black-bellied, sick and weak...but then the characters collapsed out of shape...just keep collapsing qaq

Next are some thoughts of the author, a little negative energy, you can skip it~[This is the first time I talk about negative energy in the article, there will probably be another time when it is finished]

This article will probably be my first finished article. I am a bit tired of writing. There are many little angels, and many come and go. Many familiar little angels gradually disappeared in the end. I didn’t write it well. , After writing, I no longer know what Shuang Dian is. This is probably the result of not having an outline.

Although I don't know all the little angels who left, but I will always know the ones I know well, and after a while, I will also notice the departure of a group of little angels.

The old ones are gone, and the new ones are coming back. It should be normal, but because of this, I feel sad, and even my heart for writing texts began to become unstable. I started to change the outline, change the character settings, and Increase and decrease progress and so on...

Although I like every character setting in this article, the most satisfying plot rhythm is the first world. That may be the pinnacle of my article?Strive for the next book to be better than the first one.

Sometimes there will be a lot of pressure, and sometimes there will be a lot of negative energy. I don’t want to see my writing getting worse and worse, and I want to improve.I was supposed to start coding at twelve o'clock last night, but I just couldn't control my random thoughts in my head, making a mess, and then I didn't move until more than [-]:[-]. I wrote a thousand words in [-] minutes and accidentally wrote I fell asleep, and then woke up at six o'clock this morning, and quickly rolled up to continue typing

Although most of the little angels are very soft and cute, and the editor is also very kind to me, but the more I write, the more I feel wrong. I understand why many authors are very anxious when they are about to finish writing. I thought I would not Sorry, but I'm in a hurry and can't wait for it to finish.

So I hope that the more I write, the better it will look. My glass heart will eventually be cast into a piece of steel, no longer affected by the outside world.

I am going to write an outline for the first time in Baihewen. Well, I have written a few short stories with thousands of words, and a serialization. I am finally planning to work hard, and I am very relieved.

As for the fact that I am always not on time, I am actually very helpless. I have to set an earlier time point to force myself to code and put pressure on myself. Yes, I am a bit lazy and need to spur qaq so it is really right Little angels, I hope you don't wait, it's not disdain, but distress, because I know I have a problem of being late qaq

In the end, I wish you all the best of luck and progress without being influenced by the outside world~