C15 He Yan'er

"Yo!" His little sister was really sick today! "He even dared to hit my servant girl." Hee Yan'er had a domineering expression on her face. It seemed like she was adjusting her attitude very quickly!

"Hehe!" That's her. " Laughing lightly, he threw out a few casual words and continued to comfort Xiaoqing.

"You, you, you, I'll tell you. From now on, my family's young mistress is going to be an imperial concubine. Pay attention to this." Seeing her master bowing for her, Xiaohong looked arrogantly at Ling Xueshi.

"Whap." Seeing Xiaohong like that, Ling Xueshi slapped her again. Xiaohongwu's face became red with anger as she looked at Ling Xueshi in fear and then looked at her master with a wronged expression.

"Don't tell me that. At least she's not yet." He narrowed his eyes and glared at Xiaohong.

The memory that had wanted to forget; the memory that had been bullied; the heart that had been torn apart alive.

And now, it was all because of them. Ling Xueshi thought back to her unhappy memories, as well as her distant home and relatives. What were they doing now?

"You … You, that's too late. Sooner or later. " Hee Yan'er looked at the ferocious me and was speechless. As she looked at her own daughter being beaten up, she trembled even more. But she still refused to admit defeat and said that she was the wangfei's dream.

At this time, Ling Xueshi's heart was already filled with grief, yearning, and desire. She no longer had the heart to bicker with Hee Yan'er, nor did she have the heart to punish her. She only wanted to calm down, turn around gloomily, and be on the verge of leaving.

My heart is in pain. I don't know what to do when I come to this ancient world. It was as if this world couldn't contain me. No matter where I stayed, it would only be a pain.

Hee Yan'er stared at Ling Xueshi's departing figure in dissatisfaction. Why? Didn't drown her last time? Why? Anyway, the Princess's place is mine, mine.

The rosy figure shifted to Ling Xueshi's right side. Ling Xueshi, who was still immersed in her grief, didn't notice it. She only lost herself in her own thoughts, deep in thought.

"Miss." However, Xiaoqing saw what was happening and cried out for Ling Xueshi to come back. Ling Xueshi reacted immediately and moved to the side.

"Thud." The sound of falling into the water could be heard as water splashed everywhere.

The rose-red figure struggled in the water, she who was in a sorry state, she who was nervous, and that arrogant little girl on the shore, she who was begging everywhere for help.

Seeing Hee Yan'er struggling in the water, Ling Xueshi was speechless. Could it be that the same method would kill me? Killing Chu Yiyi isn't enough, do you still want to kill me? Maybe you think you didn't, but you did. Looking at the struggling Hee Yan'er, Ling Xueshi sneered. If she wasn't practicing Taekwondo, if she wasn't quick to react, then the most important thing was, hehe! If I can swim, then I'll die just like Chu Yiyi!

"Help! Wuu! Help! Wuu! Miss, who can save you? " "Xiaohong fell to her knees and cried bitterly.

At this moment, Hee Yan'er's figure slowly sank into the water, powerless and in despair.

"Thud." Beautiful diving, turning over the touring plan, fast arms across. His movements were graceful and swift, and he completed them in one go.

"Push on her chest, back and forth." He dragged Hee Yan'er along and threw her to Xiaohong, who was still in a daze.

"Ah!" "Oh." Hugging her young mistress, Xiaohong did as Ling Xueshi had said.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough." Hee Yan'er coughed and opened her eyes weakly. At this moment, her face was in an exceptionally sorry state.

I am not a vile villain. I watch others die without saving them. That is not my way of doing wind. I also do not wish to see others suffer. I only want everyone to be happy. Why? Some people are so disgusting?

"Don't play any tricks, or else the one who will suffer the worst will be yourself." Some things that should be yours are yours, and should not be yours. With his back to them, he walked forward confidently.

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing." Ling Xueshi, who was walking away, frowned when she saw that Xiaoqing didn't follow them.

"Ah!" "Oh!" Xiaoqing had been in a dazed state from the start, but now she had regained her senses and hurried to keep up.

As for Hee Yan'er, she watched Ling Xueshi's departing back. It had changed. It had changed. She had changed.

Returning to the Yi Residence (Chu Yiyi's residence), it became much quieter. Ling Xueshi let Xiaoqing go, and sat on the bed by herself.

… ….

At night, the sky was filled with a solitary moon, giving off a dreary and desolate feeling. Ling Xueshi didn't feel sleepy at all as she sat on the edge of the bed. She raised her head and stared at the sky, looking at Gu Yue.

In this foreign era, she missed home. She didn't know how her parents were now, but someone as strong as her couldn't fight off her yearning. Two streams of tears fell down her face, and the lonely soul in the depths of her soul surged to her heart.

Fairy, is my punishment for leaving home in the background? However... Wuu! I feel so bad, so bad! I've been relying on my parents, and I can't leave them. I want to go home, sob! I miss my parents. Fairy, where are you? Please let me go home, okay? I want to go home.

Missing, yearning, occupying the heart. Ling Xueshi abruptly stood up and touched her tears. What's the use of crying, so I can't cry. I have to smile. I have to smile. I have to pull the corners of my mouth and slowly calm down.

Fairy said that fate is in my hands, then I want to go home, is also in my hands! Yes, it should be so. Now that she thought about it, Hee Yan'er definitely wouldn't come looking for trouble with Chu Yiyi anymore. I can leave now, I have to find a way home.

He must have a way, that's all.

He looked inside the house. An antique! If he brought it home, he would be rich, his parents would not have to work hard, and they would be happy together. As she thought about it, Ling Xueshi subconsciously smiled.

Take the bed sheet and the teacup! A hairpin! A comb! Jewelry! Wait a minute, as long as you can carry it away, wrap it up and tie it, just like in the TV series, carry it and leave the room. The moon in the sky shines faintly on the land.

After exiting the sandalwood door, she turned around and looked at the door. "Xiaoqing, I'm sorry. I'm leaving."

With great difficulty, he turned around and left while carrying a big bag.