[Quick Transmigration] Mistress, please turn back Ⅱ

Gu Yanxi nodded at her, but did not speak. Her indifferent attitude made Luo Yi's heart skip a beat. Many times, once a seed of doubt is planted, it will slowly take root in his heart. growth.

No matter how long the seeds of doubt have passed, as long as there is a sign, they can no longer be suppressed.

Although the master said little before, he was never so indifferent.

Luo Yi just thought of such a sentence, and she vetoed it in the next second.

That person must be talking nonsense there because he doesn't like his master, it must be so.

"Then I'll go first." Xi Sumian let go of her hand and said softly, and after she walked away, Gu Yanxi nodded, "Yes."

Her expression looked the same as usual, but there was something different in those deep black eyes.

Is this person in front of her really her master?Luo Yi couldn't help thinking this way, and the confusion was slowly magnified in her heart.

"Luo Yi, what are you thinking?" Seeing Luo Yi froze in place for a long time, Gu Yanxi asked suspiciously, and then saw Luo Yi shaking his head, and hurriedly followed behind her.

In front of him, the corners of Gu Yanxi's mouth slightly raised, not knowing what he was thinking.

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The tenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The street is very lively. After this month, it will be a new year. Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new has always been the most important thing in a year.

Luo Yi went out early in the morning to buy items for the festival, but heard some news by accident. He lived in a remote bamboo house all year round and had little contact with outsiders. After nearly ten years, Luo Yi is not very clear.

"Grandma, look, the lantern." The little girl muttered loudly.

"This king really dotes on the deceased Princess Xiruo. Now, it has been 50 years?" The old man slowly raised his head and looked at the red and white lanterns hanging on the palace gate in the distance.

"Grandma, who is Princess Xiruo?"

"That was a long time ago who and what happened."

"Grandma, I want to listen, I want to listen."

"Princess Xiruo is a kind of love, and she fell in love with someone she shouldn't love. At that time, there was a lot of rumors about Princess Xiruo's love for the national teacher. He did not hesitate to sacrifice his own life. But now 50 years have passed, the national teacher still sits in that position, and the princess Xi Ruo who loved her like her life has long since died in the ground."

Luo Yi originally planned to go back at this point, she paused, she gave a few instructions to the servants who followed her, and then returned to the market.

——"Your current master is not Nanxue Wang's daughter Yin Jiuli, but Beiyin Wang's daughter 50 years ago, and the direct sister of the current Beiyin Wang."

Princess Xiruo?

Luo Yi thought softly in his heart, and then walked forward, talking to the old man who had spoken before.

The master once told her that there is no wind without waves, and that everything has a cause before it can bear that effect, no matter how surprising the result is, it is because of the cause in the end.

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The room is a bit dark, Xing Mingli has been very lethargic these days, every time she wakes up, she doesn't know when it is, she strokes her head with her hands, and can't help but shake her head a few times when recalling the previous things.

Should it be over?

She asked herself, and a voice in her heart answered.

Well, it's over.

After today, she doesn't have to worry about anything anymore, because the biggest obstacle is dead.

Thinking of this, Xing Mingli couldn't help showing a smile. The gentle smile covered his whole face, but it carried a weirdness.

She went out of the room and asked the mansion's servant where Xi Sumian was, but Xing Mingli got the answer that Xi Sumian was in the kitchen.

Xing Mingli was a little surprised, not knowing what Xi Sumian was doing there at this time.

In Xing Mingli's memory, the Xi Sumian she knew was always dressed in a clean white robe, as inviolable as an immortal.

However, at this moment, she saw some white rice stains on Xi Sumian's clothes, and even her face couldn't escape, looking very embarrassed.

Xing Mingli looked down, and saw Xi Sumian's hands kneading the dough. She was looking at a certain place casually, but her hands were exerting force on the dough under her palms again and again.

Xing Mingli couldn't help frowning, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xi Sumian looked up at her, a blush flashed across her face, she turned her head away slightly, and replied in a low voice, "Make noodles."

Xing Mingli was stunned for a moment, did you make the noodles for her?Just now when she thought about it, she denied it in her heart, no, it was done for that Xing Mingli, not her.

Xi Sumian said something as if to add, the words were more like explaining, as if she was afraid that Xing Mingli might misunderstand something, "I promised someone to make a bowl of noodles for her on her birthday."

Xing Mingli was stunned for a moment, and then she asked nervously, "Who?"

"Prince of Beiyin." Xi Sumian didn't say the name, but said four words evasively, but Xing Mingli seemed to know the person she mentioned, and hurriedly asked.

"The princess who died for 50 years?"

Xi Sumian was stunned for a while before she nodded, "Yeah."

The great surprise hit Xing Mingli, and the joy infiltrated her bit by bit, and she couldn't help the hidden thoughts in her heart.

She still remembers.

Xi Su Mian, I still remember.

Xing Mingli will always remember that time, when she fell down, Xi Sumian's indifferent back, almost desperate at that time, she died in despair, and then became a baby inexplicably.

Xing Mingli couldn't help but think, what would happen if she survived at that time?Will that indifferent national teacher open up to her?

Will the person Xi Sumian loves change from Xing Mingli to her?

None of this, however, has any answers.

She is dead.

"Xiao Mian, do you like her?"

Xi Sumian pursed her lower lip, then shook her head, "I don't like her."

How does it feel to fall from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley?Probably just like now, the whole person was pushed into the ice cellar, it was frighteningly cold.

"Xing Mingli, don't think too much."

The person in front of him is completely different from before. Xi Sumian remembers that Xing Mingli was very domineering in the past, and he just said whether he likes it or not, but now Xing Mingli is less domineering than before.

Maybe it's because of reincarnation, so it's like this.

"I didn't think much about it." Xing Mingli shook her head, her pale face made Xi Sumian a little uneasy, Dang even put down what she was doing and ran to Xing Mingli, "Did something happen to your body again?"

"I'm fine, Xiao Mian, don't worry." Xing Mingli patted her head, "I'm just curious about the past between you and that Beiyin princess."

Even if Xi Su Mian became quiet, she didn't know what to say. She didn't dare to tell Xing Mingli about her past hundred years. Regardless of the entanglement of Yin Wang and Daughter, all the purpose is to reunite with Xing Mingli in a hundred years.

She didn't want to get involved too much with irrelevant people and things, and she didn't want Xing Mingli to know what unreasonable things she had done.

Everyone has obsessions, and from the moment Xing Mingli disappeared a hundred years ago, Xing Mingli has become an obsession in her heart.

She had always felt that Xing Mingli was very vicious before, but when she gradually approached him, she realized what the other party had paid for becoming like this.

Freedom, life, love.

"Xing Mingli, take a good rest, and you will be fine when you wake up." As soon as the words fell, Xi Sumian stood on tiptoe, and the warm breath slowly passed through the pressing of the lips.

The other party's lips were not as cold as he remembered. From his memory, Xi Sumian couldn't find that familiar feeling, probably too much time had passed.

Xing Mingli only felt a burst of tiredness, and then she fell down on Xi Sumian's body in a daze.

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The night was getting darker, a few candles were lit in the room, Gu Yanxi was flipping through a book with both hands, the yellow halo light hit her face, making her a little hazy.

It's like looking at flowers in a fog, an extremely unreal feeling.

Luo Yi pushed open the door with one hand, and with the other hand was holding a tray with a bowl of noodles on it.

Luo Yi put the noodles on the table and called out in a low voice: "Master."

Gu Yanxi slowly pushed the wheelchair over, she looked at the noodles on the table, and looked at Luo Yi puzzled, "This is it?"

"Longevity noodles, today is the master's birthday." Luo Yi replied slowly, but with her lowered head, she couldn't help raising her eyes to see the expression on her face.

Gu Yanxi was startled, she opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything in the end.

She lowered her eyes, picked up the chopsticks on the table, and slowly ate the noodles. The room was quiet, except for the sound of Gu Yanxi eating the noodles.

Luo Yi's heart slowly sank bit by bit, today is not Yin Jiuli's birthday, today is the birthday of the late Beiyin Queen.

Her master was changed at some point.

The person sitting here is not her master, so where did the master go?

"Master, do you miss Nan Xue?"

Gu Yanxi was silent for a while before replying, "I don't want to."

"Why?" Because you are the princess of Beiyin and not the princess of Nanxue?

Luo Yi wanted to ask her, but he couldn't.

"Luo Yi, you talk too much today." Gu Yanxi's face darkened, and she said coldly.

Luo Yi's complexion was a little bad, and Gu Yanxi's refusal to answer made her feel that Gu Yanxi was just avoiding her questioning.

At certain times, what people think of is not what is wrong with them, but what is wrong with the other party.

Luo Yi walked out with the bowl and chopsticks, Gu Yanxi looked at her back, her black eyes were gloomy, she didn't know what she was thinking.

The maid beside her was not quite right.

Gu Yanxi spread out her palm, and the dregs of crushed ice remained on it. She pursed her lips tightly, wondering what she was thinking.

"The time is almost here."

She turned her head and looked out the window, the night was as cold as water.