The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 124 124. Love ([-])

I'm sorry, Pei Xiaoya thought to herself.

The figure is hidden in the dark, and it is difficult to be found.

She needs the Li house to be chaotic and someone to attract attention, and these two are the best candidates.

The fire spread rapidly under the action of oil, getting bigger and bigger.

Many servants of the Li residence rushed over to put out the fire, and they were quite surprised to see the two people having an affair.

Attention has long been focused here.

Pei Xiaoya turned around and left, passing through a few transit points that she was very familiar with and stepped on many times, the journey was safe.

The two servants at the front door did not move, but the people at the back door had already gone to watch the fun because they heard about the affair.

She slipped out the back door.

This is the first time in eight years that I have left the Li residence.

The tall man gradually disappeared from her sight.

She watched the gradual change of scenery around her.

Because he looked like a street vagrant, no one could identify him carefully.

She came to this town.

Seeing the trees in the jungle still made her feel tall in the dark.

This is not what the trees in the yard can grow into.

The starry night is lonely.

For an instant, she felt that the incomparably dark sky was extremely beautiful.

Pei Xiaoya knew it wasn't because of how beautiful the starry night was.

It was her heart that was different.

She broke free from the high court that bound her.

Get rid of the worry-free life in the eyes of most people.

Is being silly.

But she was so happy.

The joy in her heart was unprecedented, she took a big gulp of air, feeling her heart was pounding, as if she was about to jump out.

This step was finally her own decision.

No one can arrange her life.

She had foreseen all the possible sufferings after she stepped out of the house.

Even if she ended up living on the street, starving to death, or being in an accident.

All recognized.

This step taken by myself is a comfort that I have never felt before.

Her eyes flickered, and a dark light suddenly appeared.

Pei Xiaoya, no, it's Pei Xihe.

The consciousness that belonged to Pei Xiaoya, who was twelve or thirteen years old, belonged to Pei Xihe, who was 16 years old.

Her memory was erased, and she was deeply trapped in this incomparable illusion.

This was the greatest panic in her heart.

She had assumed countless times that if there were no immortals looking for disciples back then, or she did not have spiritual roots.

What would happen to her if she didn't seize that chance?

If she blindly listens to others to control her own destiny in this illusion.

Pei Xihe had completely lost her will to be enterprising.

She was in this dream mirror in a daze, and she could imagine what would happen next.

He was ruined by that stupid son of Mr. Li's family, and then his whole life fell into that mansion.

Will the real Pei Xihe be willing?

Will you be willing to live your life like this?

of course not.

So she will start to constantly deny herself and doubt herself.

Yielding to this so-called fate, Pei Xihe's path as a monk really came to an end.

The illusion around him is shattering.

Her figure began to recover, a 16-year-old girl, that color is the ultimate beauty.

Pei Xihe completely got rid of the nightmare in her heart.

No matter when and where, she will not yield to anything, she will break free from all cages that bind her.

Because of this, Pei Xihe's desire to seek the Tao became stronger than ever in an instant.

Her thoughts are soaring.

Youtong's exclusive Youhei has extremely strong thought power, and it turned into dancing black butterflies.

Youtong Taoism entered the realm of perfection in an instant.

But it doesn't seem to have stopped.

The illusion around him shattered like a glass mirror.

What emerges is not the real thing, but a glare of light.

The familiar dizziness came, and she fell into a coma again.

...............

"girl."

Only when Pei Xihe came back to her senses did she realize that she seemed to be dressing up.

The maidservant in pink beside her called her softly.

Pei Xihe lowered her eyes.

What does this mean?

She was not erased from memory like the previous illusion.

Pei Xihe clearly remembered everything that belonged to him.

In the bronze mirror, her face was clearly reflected.

The blue hair is like a waterfall, and the lips are painted with lip balm, and there is a bit of the flawless clarity of the green lotus water in the scorching color.

It is her own face.

So how is this going to be?

Suddenly, a wave of memory flooded into her mind.

A surge of emotion that she had never felt before came to her heart.

What is love?
Is it possession?Is it perfect?
Is it paying, is it dedication?
Is it crazy, is it asking?
Pei Xihe had never experienced the emotions surging in his chest at this moment.

She slammed onto the dressing table in front of her.

The maid beside her was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Miss."

Pei Xihe panted heavily.

"You go out first!"

The little maid had never heard her own girl speak like this before, she froze in place, but she was still more worried than afraid.

Pei Xihe felt a little relief in her body.

She closed her eyes, the corners of her eyes were watery and red.

she cried.

"girl?"

The little maid's voice was full of tears.

"What's the matter with you? Are you out of breath? I'm going to find the general and ask for an imperial doctor."

Pei Xihe suppressed the surging emotions in her heart.

"Binghu, don't go, I'm much better."

The little girl's eyes were red, and she looked at her own girl very worriedly, but she was still obedient.

Pei Xihe opened her eyes, with tears streaming down her face.

"Girl, you are crying bitterly."

Binghu stomped gently, anxiously.

Pei Xihe shook her head.

"I'm fine, you step back first. Don't tell your father about this."

The little maid couldn't resist her own girl in every possible way, and finally left the room with red eyes.

Pei Xihe felt the surroundings were quiet, so she looked at herself in the mirror.

His eyes were red from crying.

An emotion she had never experienced before.

Love it and hate it.

For the first time she felt this emotion.

love someone.

Pei Xihe has never felt this kind of love in her sixteen years.

So this illusion is to let her feel the so-called love, and then break her psychological defense?

The memories that appeared in his mind did not belong to Pei Xihe originally.

The surging depression and struggle in her chest made her still a little out of breath.

Such a powerful illusion.

It was as if these emotions were not forced in, but produced in her own heart.

This memory and extremely strong emotions belong to this identity today.

Mu Yuexi.

She is the only daughter of the great general Shenwei, and she was born with a thousand honors.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

She comes from a prominent background, and she lacks nothing in talent, appearance, and character.

But she hit her biggest setback.

The son of the chief assistant's family.

Li Shaoyan.

Obviously, they are a pair of lovers who know each other, love each other and cherish each other.

The two families have exchanged tokens and made a marriage contract.

But now, it caused Pei Xihe, who was infected with Mu Yuexi's emotions, to cry uncontrollably.

How did it get to where it is now?

Pei Xihe wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Her eyes were red, but she held onto her hand tightly.

Look into the mirror.

"Because he's a bitch."

(End of this chapter)