What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

"Who did it?" Shu Xingmi tightened his fingers and clenched them into fists. The light red skin was twisted into a ball, forming deep wrinkles, one by one, countless, like cutting on his heart.

The heartbeat was out of control, and the blood rushed to the top of the head.

Even the voice lost the gentleness of the past, it was as cold as a cold river on a snowy night.

It was the first time that the monarch saw him so angry. He hugged Shu Xingmi and gently stroked the back of his head and back: "The matter is over, don't pursue it anymore, eh? You pay for what you do wrong.”

Paying the price for doing something wrong... Shu Xingmi really couldn't stop thinking about it. Eight out of ten "wrong things" are related to him.

"When will I not drag you down...?"

He thought of his previous life, the master was also tired by himself, so he was seriously injured and fled into the demon world.

It feels so bad.

He doesn't want to bring misfortune and torture to his lover.

The monarch shook his head: "How can it be called a drag? I think you saved me. Without you... I don't know what I would be like now, but I will definitely not be happier than I am now."

The more Shu Xingmi blamed himself, the more the monarch loved him, and finally the monarch coaxed Shu Xingmi to sleep.

The moon moved and the stars sank, and in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen springs and autumns passed by, and the monarch and the queen entered their thirties hand in hand from a high-spirited and youthful boy.

The queen who has always said that she "can grow taller and taller" is still half a head shorter than the monarch. When looking at the monarch, she has to raise her head slightly, and sometimes the monarch will bend down to cater to the height of the queen.

"33 is still running around." Shu Xingmi can also tamper with common proverbs.

"How did you run away?" The monarch picked him up, looked up into his eyes, and said with a smile: "So run away?"

At this time, the maids who happened to catch a glimpse of this scene would be secretly envious.

The monarch officially abdicated at the age of 30, handed over the throne to his 16-year-old nephew, and then took the queen to various countries for sightseeing.

One day in early summer, the two came to Tangzhou, Youguo, and stayed at Fumantang Inn, the largest and most luxurious inn in Tangzhou.

At noon, the two went downstairs to order a few signature dishes, and after the meal, they ordered the most famous specialty snack in this inn-mince fruit cake.

Shu Xingmi has been coveting this dessert for a long time, but he has eaten mincemeat cake elsewhere, but it is not as authentic as here. Tangzhou's honey cake contains green plum fruit, which is the freshest and delicious, and only sells [-] servings a day.

The shop waiter went to the back kitchen to order the dishes, and after a while, he lifted the curtain and came out again, and said to Shu Xingmi and Ah Wan, "I'm really sorry, sir, there is only the last piece of mincemeat cake left, and there was another one just now." The guest officer ordered this dessert..."

"Should we order first, or should they order first?" Ah Wan asked.

The shop waiter looked at the next table, scratched his head timidly and said: "It seems that at the same time, the table that was not served by the waiter just now was served by another waiter, and when it was passed to the back kitchen, it was discovered that the remaining ingredients were only enough to cook. One copy."

"Then let's eat it tomorrow, it's okay." Shu Xingmi said.

"Guest officer, I heard from the pastry chef that there are not many good green plums in this season. If you want to eat them after today, you may have to wait another three months."

"Three months? I can't wait," a squeamish woman's voice sounded, she looked at the wealthy young man beside her: "Officer, I want to eat today. You said before that you would buy it for me, but you haven't snatched it yet." , I finally have it today..." His eyes were full of longing.

The rich young man shook his folding fan, looked at Shu Xingmi arrogantly and said: "Can you be beautiful as a man? I am a newlywed couple with her, and it is suitable to eat this mincemeat cake, and the young man seems to be walking with friends, so I will choose another one." Other snacks, thank you in advance."

"Young master misunderstood, I have been husband and wife with him for more than ten years..."

As soon as Shu Xingmi said this, people at all tables looked at them and started talking in low voices.

"What did he just say? Ten years of husband and wife? The two of them?"

"I read that right...they seem to be two men, who married whom?"

"Oh, I'm ashamed to say it out loud, are you ashamed..."

"It's a waste of life, these two Mr. Pianpian are both top-grade in appearance, if you give me one..."

"Give me another one, perfect..."

"Wake up, you two, even if they don't stop, they still don't like you..."

"Shut up and eat well, will you choke to death?..."

"Hey, to be honest, the young man who is talking now has such a small appearance and this figure, I would give it to me, he is stronger than a woman."

"Yo Yo Yo, you're still thinking about it..."

Another shop waiter hurried over: "The shopkeeper said, can two tables share one portion? Mincemeat Cake is four yuan per serving, two yuan per table..."

"Who wants to share the food with two big men?" The woman turned her head in disdain: "Officer, I want four yuan, and two yuan is not enough. It's so small, it's gone in one bite."

"Otherwise, whoever pays the highest price wins?" Ah Wan smiled lightly, as if she was ready to spend money like water.

In terms of silver tickets, he should not lose to anyone.

"No, it's not worth it." Shu Xingmi waved his hand and stopped Ah Wan's prodigal behavior in time.

People in their 30s are still impulsive.

"Come on, let's compare, I don't believe that I can lose to you?" The rich man pretended to take out his money bag, and the woman looked excited.

The diners around were also waiting with their ears and eyes open to see whose mouth the last plate of mincemeat would fall into.

"I bet on the newlyweds." One of them whispered, "I bet on a bean bag."

"Then I'll bet on the pair of Young Masters of Longyang," one of them said in a low voice, "I'll bet on a box of rouge."

"I bet on the newlyweds, on the last shrimp on this plate."

"Buy it and let it go...let it go, you..."

The waiter in the shop went to ask the shopkeeper again, and then ran back and said: "The shopkeeper said that if the price is high, it's too boring. Today's mincemeat cake is not for sale. If you really want to eat it, you can eat it." Let's have a singing competition, and each sing a song, whichever sings well, the shopkeeper will reward them with mincemeat cake."

"What is this..." The rich young man was unhappy, and the woman blushed and agreed, "That's right, singing in public? I won't do it."

"Then I'll sing." Ah Wan said.

Shu Xingmi was startled, and asked with his eyes, is it okay?

Ah Wan nodded seriously, meaning: trust me.

Then, he cleared his throat and sang a Gui country country tune "Xiang Qing":

On March [-]rd, the mountain was full of flowers, and I took my brother to pick orchids.

The moon is half curved, the clouds are misty, the fragrance is fragrant, the mist is hazy.

Gold tired silk, silver tired silk, embroidered a sachet to hide lovesickness.

The night is cold, the heart is in a mess, and the brocade quilt warms and sleeps with Qing.

Shu Xingmi also sang this ditty with Ah Wan. He can say responsibly that almost none of the tunes are in tune, but fortunately, the two of them have nice voices. intoxicated...

The rich young man and his lovely wife lingered for a long time and didn't sing, feeling ashamed.

The shopkeeper personally brought the mincemeat cake to Shu Xingmi's table.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ah Wan took Shu Xingmi's hand and sat down, saying, "Come on, let's eat cake."

He glanced at the couple with a smile, and the man and woman left the inn angrily.

As soon as Shu Xingmi picked up the chopsticks, Ah Wan picked up a piece of golden and sweet pastry and brought it to his mouth.

Feed them one bite at a time.

"Is it delicious?" Ah Wan asked.

"Bigong...well, the best mincemeat cake I've ever eaten."

Shu Xingmi ate two yuan, and fed Ah Wan another two yuan. Ah Wan ate happily.

The guests in the inn were dumbfounded, and the shop waiter was dumbfounded. He had seen one with broken sleeves, but he had never seen such a beautiful one.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the mines in those years~

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I wish the little angels happiness every day~ Memojiu~