The host of fast travel is the real boss

Chapter 120

Two and a half years after they got married, the husband and wife sat at the same table for the first time, but the husband's first words were about other things.

She almost wanted to laugh.

What qualifications does he have to say this to her?
Could it be that she still likes him in her heart?

But in front of the family and the country, what is liking?Especially if the other person doesn't like you yet.

The third prince, Bai Liyan, is the husband of his sweetheart.Even if Bai Liyan's talent is indeed more prominent among the six princes, he is still not the best and still has a lot of flaws.But Yan Qing asked her directly to choose Bai Liyan as the next Qinglong Emperor. What does he think of her?
Come and go when you call?
So she rejected Yan Qing mercilessly, and the other party finally showed a look of surprise on his face, but quickly restrained himself, lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "Then let's eat."

Baili Wuyou felt aggrieved and angry as he ate the vegetables in a tortured manner.

She had no one to confide in all the difficulties she suffered during her imprisonment. Her closest relatives are still unconscious.

Every time she was criticized and dissatisfied, she could only grit her teeth alone, respond vigorously and persevere.

One cup after another, she drank into her stomach, and gradually, she began to feel hot in her belly, thinking that she had drunk too much, she finally stood up staggeringly and wanted to say goodbye, but just took a step, her world suddenly turned around .

The scorching pain spread, and a pair of black boots appeared in her blurred vision. She raised her eyes hard, and saw Yan Qing, who used to have an indifferent face, but now she had a slight sense of guilt.

His cold voice rang in his ears: "Sorry, I don't want to do that either."

In an instant, she understood why she was in such pain, but she no longer had the strength to speak, and could only open her eyes angrily, unwilling to die.

The strange thing is that after death, she didn't go to hell or go to hell as in the storybook, but from the perspective of a bystander, she watched the Qinglong Dynasty under the leadership of the immature Bailiyan, Calculated by Wei, the national teacher of the Suzaku Kingdom, he ceded the territory bit by bit, step by step, causing the Qinglong Dynasty to decline.

After death, the soul should not be able to cry, but seeing Bailiyan finally slay himself on the throne carved by the green dragon, the palace and people belonging to the green dragon were occupied by the Suzaku Kingdom one by one, and the overwhelming resentment overturned her heart. The soul, the heart suddenly felt sad.

In the dark, a voice sounded in her mind that was about to be swallowed by resentment. The voice asked if she wanted to change everything.

She who was about to explode herself stopped, and opened her blood-red eyes, letting blood and tears drip from the corners of her eyes.

"I want to! But I don't want to take revenge. Everything is my choice and I will blame myself! But I want to change the fate of the Qinglong Dynasty! Keep my brother and mother!"

【Are you willing to exchange your soul with me? 】

"I am willing! As long as my long-cherished wish can be fulfilled, I am willing to give everything—!"

Later, she watched the tasker named You Ye enter her body, but she deliberately didn't give You Ye memory fragments, and let her go directly to the node on the wedding night that affected the rest of her life, She wanted to see what would happen if someone else came.

It was obviously the same turning point, but she saw a different ending.

There was also no sign or reminder, but You Ye sensed the advance invasion of Suzaku Kingdom, so he went to the palace overnight to inform his brother.

She watched Yan Qing's attitude change little by little, obviously she didn't intentionally design and attract her, but the ice that she couldn't keep warm after covering her for many days slowly melted invisible.

Baili Wuyou looked at the handsome man in front of him with worry in his brows and eyes, those painful and difficult memories seemed like a lifetime ago, it was obviously the same beginning, but now it has a different ending.

"What does the son-in-law want to say?" There was a faint smile streaming from the end of her eyes, her tone of intimacy seemed to be towards someone very close and familiar, but in that intimacy, there was a sense of condescension and carelessness, which was very similar to You Ye. "Could it be possible, now that my sweetheart has a marriage contract, so I want to try to get along with my backup child?"

Yan Qing choked suddenly, clenched her hands under her sleeves, looked at Baili Wuyou injured, and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't mean that."

Even he couldn't believe it when he said this.

Baili Wuyou smiled, "Don't worry, son-in-law, now that the critical period has passed, I will follow what I said before and give the son-in-law the freedom he wants."

Yan Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and she wanted to say something more, but under Baili Wuyou's calm eyes, she swallowed the confession that came to her lips. In the end, he only said: "I don't want to be free anymore. "

"How can this be done? This is what I owe the concubine." Baili Wuyou was even more paranoid than Yan Qing on this point, and there was a trace of bewilderment in his tone, and he didn't pay any attention to Yan Qing, and walked away As he walked away, Baili Wuyou's murmured voice reached his ears until the sound dissipated with the wind.

"After paying back the freedom owed to you, it should be different."

So, did you always think you owed me?
Yan Qing's eye sockets were a little sore, and a dull pain spread from his heart.

I am the one who has always owed you. It is I who look at you with paranoid eyes, and it is I who proposed to marry you in exchange for Jin'er's safety. You... never owed me.
Baili Wuyou, who returned to the room alone, passed by Hongxiu, who was holding a newly developed exquisite pastry.

Hongxiu turned around in astonishment, and called out "Princess", but Baili Wuyou ignored Hongxiu, walked straight into the room, and closed the door.

Hongxiu, who was carrying the tray, was at a loss, but seeing Baili Wuyou's dazed expression, she didn't dare to go in rashly.

She had never seen such a bewildered princess!

Before taking off her clothes, Baili Wuyou closed her clothes and lay on her big carved bed with her eyes open. Tears dripped from the corners of her eyes and soaked the pillow. drop.

As long as you leave Yan Qing, everything will be fine, right?

Now that the emperor's brother is still alive, the mother's mother is also in good health, the teacher Wei of the Suzaku Kingdom has been abolished, and the source of the tragedy has been eradicated, only the last Yan Qing is left. As long as Yan Qing also changes the trajectory of the previous life, then everything will be fine, right?

No one answered Baili Wuyou, and Baili Wuyou didn't dare to tell the second person all this.

She sniffed, turned her head, buried her whole face in the pillow, and pressed her hands under the pillow, trying to suppress her hesitation.

Suddenly, she suddenly felt something under the pillow.

Lifting her head in doubt, she opened the pillow and saw a beautifully embroidered auspicious cloud bag.

Baili Wuyou sat up and picked up the kit to look through it, and opened it after hesitation.There are no poisonous needles or organs, only a piece of letter paper lying quietly inside.

"What is this?" Baili Wuyou unfolded the rolled up letter paper, on which there was only one sentence written in Xiaobian——

'A man who makes little girls cry is not a good man.Xiao Wuyou, Qinglong Dynasty is a beautiful place, you have to happily see the scenery of Qinglong that has not been lost, don't cry for a man who killed you, he is not worth it. '

There was no signature, no name, but Baili Wuyou knew that this must have been written to her by the tasker You Ye who used her body before.

Squeezing the letter paper tightly, slowly bringing it close to his chest, Baili Wuyou closed his eyes, and a drop of blood-colored tears flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Perhaps there is another person who understands her sorrow and pain
(End of this chapter)