Love rival bows down to me [Quick Transmigration]

Has the parted love turned into a joke?I wandered back and forth between the two of them frequently, so I was played by you like a fool..."

"They are alone, you should rest assured, ally." Madoka said at a loss.

"Cute is different."

Ying Huansheng and Ying Xiaoyu are different...

She has never been sincere, how can she transfer one person's love to another without reservation.

So in the current world, Xu Zhixian has always been self-denying and returning to the courtesy, and has never pulled the red rope.

Uncle Huai's body in the secular world is a marriage tree, with the ability to discern people's marriage fate. Xu Zhixian also hung a red thread on it when he was bored, but he didn't expect it to be entangled with the other two red threads.

At that time Uncle Huai's eyes were deep, Xu Zhixian didn't understand the meaning and didn't want to ask, but now everything is clear.

——She walked step by step until now, it must have been calculated by Uncle Huai long ago, making her fate entangled with the two sisters.

Huai Bo, what is his purpose?He hides in the dark, but he is the pusher of many things.

Along the way, all their encounters could not escape him being behind the scenes.

Many images flashed before Xu Zhixian's eyes, and it was Xiaoyuan who projected the experiences of Ying Huansheng and Ying Xiaoyu in her mind these days.

Seeing the scene where the dagger stabbed Ying Huansheng, Xu Zhixian felt a sharp pain as if he felt the same.

The black-robed man's hood was blown off by the wind, and half of his face exposed was so familiar.

That was her close relative who used to smile at each other and lean on her nagging every day.

But his expression was unprecedentedly fierce and gloomy.

Xu Zhixian bit the tiger's mouth to suppress the surging pain in his heart, and said to Xiaoyuan, "Let's go to the Sansheng Stone."

But it's just nowhere near it.

……

Xu Zhixian caressed his chest, with gentle eyes and a shallow smile.

Step by step, she slowly walked towards Ying Huansheng and Ying Xiaoyu, her heart beating more violently.

The red gauze covered her half-closed light brown eyes, revealing the remaining half of her face.

Seeing Hongsha, Ying Xiaoyu couldn't help but take a half step back.

Xu Zhixian hugged Ying Huansheng's slender waist, buried her beautiful face in her arms, and said softly, "I'm back."

Ying Huansheng hugged her tightly, her breathing and heartbeat overlapped, "It's my Axuan."

"Fortunately, one party always remembers the promise we made." Wuxin's simple promise can only be remembered by the cheers.

In fact, the simpler things are more complicated to do.

Xiuzhu stared at Xu Zhixian's back, stretched out his hand as if trying to catch the lingering scent in the air.

The fluttering lips slowly spit out two words, "Ah Xuan..."

Ying Xiaoyu stood at the back, and when she heard Xiuzhu's murmur, she drew out the long knife three inches, then inserted it back again.

He lowered his head, looked deeply, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Ying Xiaoyu could see the overlapping figures of the two, and the shadow of the remaining red gauze flying in the air confused her heart and eyes.

The bottom of my heart is sour and astringent, with a touch of bitterness.

"Can you still get Ying Xiaoyu's 20th birthday gift?"

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Elder sister, are you still going to the palace today...to see the sixth princess?

Ying Xiaoyu, who was leaning on the door halfway with the knife in his arms, raised his eyebrows and smiled wantonly, saying this to Ying Huansheng.

The scimitar was much taller than her, and the sharp tip drew a long and rugged line on the ground.

Ying Huansheng's face was hesitant, and he said with disgust: "Crazy girl can only run around all day long. You don't need to learn the lessons arranged by Dad, but what about practicing exercises that you keep shouting?"

She crossed her arms and looked at Ying Xiaoyu, "Tell me, have you reached the Foundation Establishment Realm yet?"

Ying Xiaoyu scratched the back of his head, and messed up the hair that was combed neatly when he got up early.

Because I have to meet someone special today, and it is early spring, I also put on a peach red jacket, which makes my round face cute and tender.

Ying Xiaoyu closed his eyes, held his forehead, and felt heartache belatedly, so the tone of his speech also contained some helpless regret.

"Sister, don't say I'm playful. Today is the agreement between you and the sixth princess. I spared time to go with you. Besides, I have to waste an hour in the carriage..." Ying Xiaoyu raised the corners of her lips, With a coquettish smile, "From tomorrow onwards, I will teach my sister how to ride a horse?"

Ying Huansheng gave her a blank look, picked up the package and threw it into Ying Xiaoyu's arms, "Here, I packed it up for you...a tough-mouthed and soft-hearted guy."

"Thank you sister!" Ying Xiaoyu repeatedly said that he didn't want to go, but he asked Ying Huansheng to prepare a meeting gift early.

At that time, Ying Huansheng was 15 years old and Ying Xiaoyu was [-] years old.

No disaster has happened in the general's mansion, and the emperor of the southern kingdom is still King Pingyao.

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Zhao Zhixuan stared at Ying Xiaoyu's devouring action, and smiled involuntarily.

"Ah Xuan, where did you buy these pastries? Later, I'll ask someone to buy a few boxes and put them in the house..." Zhao Zhixuan blushed Ying Xiaoyu, and hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of tea.

But because she drank too fast, she choked. Zhao Zhixuan stroked her back to help her breathe.

The warmth from the palm of his hand was transmitted to Ying Xiaoyu's back through a thin layer of clothes.

Ying Xiaoyu became strangely docile and quiet like a cat. She grabbed Zhao Zhixuan's wide sleeve and looked at her with a smile.

Because Ying Xiaoyu is really cute, Zhao Zhixuan couldn't help teasing a few words: "Slow down, no one will compete with you."

"...The pastries are made by the cooks in the palace. If you like them, I will ask them to make more and you can take some back."

"There is no distinction between high and low, big or small!" Ying Huansheng tapped Ying Xiaoyu's forehead with his fan persistently, and reprimanded, "How can you just call the princess by her first name?"

"Have you forgotten all the rituals A Niang taught you?"

"Here it is again!" Ying Xiaoyu yelled while holding his forehead, "Ying Huansheng, why are you so sour! You are only a few years older than me, why are you acting so old-fashioned!"

"You are no different from the teacher who blows his beard and stares and curses in class!"

Zhao Zhixuan took Ying Huansheng's hand, patted it, and said, "It's fine."

Ying Huansheng felt that the piece of skin touched by the sixth princess burned hotly, and the burning heat spread all the way to the bottom of her heart.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and she quickly withdrew her hand.

Ying Xiaoyu looked at their actions with a little doubt, and drooped the corners of her lower lip in displeasure.

The nine-year-old wished all the attention would be on her.

It's a pity that the other two sisters have no time to take care of her at all.Ying Xiaoyu sat on a high chair, shaking her short legs.

Being young and ignorant of feelings, she felt sour and astringent in her heart, and she only thought it was caused by being ignored by others at that time.

Zhao Zhixuan and Ying Huansheng looked at each other, looking deeply into Ying Huansheng's eyes.

Ying Huansheng waited earnestly for her answer.

Zhao Zhixuan lowered her head, rubbing the silk handkerchief in her palm, her light brown eyes were covered with a thin layer of shadow, "My father ordered Zhao Li to return to the fiefdom."

"Your second brother... Has he ever come to look for you?" Ying Huansheng asked hesitantly.

Holding the teacup in both hands, she wanted the warm tea to dilute the heat in her palms, or maybe she wanted to use the heat of the tea to suppress the coldness in her heart.

"Last night when I opened my eyes in my sleep, I saw a vague shadow standing in front of the bed... I did everything you said," Zhao Zhixuan's eyes were filled with tears, and she took Ying Huansheng's hand again, "I'm really scared, Huansheng, can you sleep with me for a few days?"

"I'll get my mother's consent."

"Ah Xuan, there is actually another plan," Ying Huansheng handed the porcelain cup into Zhao Zhixuan's hands, and the two of them stared at the tea leaves floating in the cup together, "My master said that he can help you..."

Trapped in the deep palace, the sixth princess is restrained everywhere, and the queen is not pleasing even to look at her because of her extremely extravagant biological mother.

Frequently set traps for her in the minutiae of life.

The second prince, Zhao Li, stared at her like a jackal day and night, waiting for an opportunity to swallow her in one gulp.

"Is it your master who has ascended to Sanxian?" Zhao Zhixuan's eyes lit up, she pulled back the catkin held by Ying Huansheng, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Ying Huansheng nodded slightly.Then she took off a brocade pouch tied around her waist, her eyes followed the brocade pouch, and then fixed on Zhao Zhixuan's white wrist.

"Master Immortal said that if you store your living soul on something in the kit, he will try to find a new body for you."

"You're going to get a whole new identity, a whole new life. You're going to get to know lots and lots of people."

Ying Huansheng's tone unconsciously carried a bit of astringency, if Zhao Zhixuan wanted to start a new life, she must forget about them and everything.

That's fine, after all, for Zhao Zhixuan, the memories of 16 years are not very good.

No one gave her sincerity, even if they were kind to her, it was only because of the involvement of interests.

And she responded to the cheers, and got to know Zhao Zhixuan too late, and soon after she was late, it would be Axuan's wedding ceremony.

Ying Huansheng turned his head, and said to Ying who was sitting on the high chair, playing with the porcelain cup lid boredly, with a smile: "You go back later, I have something to discuss with the princess."

"I don't!" Ying Xiaoyu shook his head crazily, and he didn't cry out the pain when the shofar braids were thrown on his face, "You don't want to abandon me!"

"Sister," she rushed over, hugged Zhao Zhixuan's calf, and shouted brazenly, "I want to sleep with Axuan tonight!"

The gloomy atmosphere was instantly broken by Ying Xiaoyu.

Zhao Zhixuan bent down, hugged the little girl to her lap, and pressed her forehead against her forehead, with a shallow arc drawn on her pale thin lips.

"Never mind your sister, we'll sleep together tonight." The light brown