half demon glass

Chapter 780 Qian Xianjing’s Past ([-])
Everything in the past and the few memories I recalled were all piled up layer by layer in my mind, and finally they were pieced together reluctantly.

Things that I couldn't figure out before, at this moment, I finally figured them out.

I am Yun Tianjue's biological daughter. If she is really forced to stay in southern Xinjiang without any status, she will hate me in her heart, pretend to be hypocritical in front of me, deceive my trust, and finally want to harm me. I may destroy Southern Xinjiang, everything is traceable.

No matter who you are, you can't bear to become another person's substitute.

Although she is a demon, she still retains the blood of the ancient Tushan clan, and she must be called an ancestral demon in the demon clan!

Even if the people in Southern Xinjiang look at Yun Tianjue's face and show respect to her, she is just an accessory of Yun Tianjue. She will still be spurned behind her back. She is just a fox who 'clings' to Southern Xinjiang. Demon.

After guessing the truth, I was trembling all over. I was obviously in a dream, but I couldn't bear to watch everything that happened at the ten-year festival.

I want to escape from here, but this dream is like a curse. As long as I am still in it and haven't woken up, I can't escape. I must be here to read it all seriously.

My heart was filled with despair for a moment, and I stared blankly at "myself" being held in high esteem by everyone, being placed on the altar, and beginning the ten-year ceremony.

I looked at my mother standing next to "me", with an expressionless face, neither crying nor smiling, and her eyes were full of reluctance. Then I looked at Yun Tianjue, who was smiling brightly and like a spring breeze, and felt that this situation was extremely ironic. .

It is obviously the most solemn ten-year festival in southern Xinjiang, offering sacrifices to heaven and earth and ancestors, but under Yuntian Jue's operation, it seems to have become a special birthday party for "me" alone.

Countless celebrities from southern Xinjiang congratulated me and gave me gifts and banquets. The words and carefully prepared congratulatory messages almost lifted the one-year-old "me" to the sky.

Yun Tianjue even publicly announced the marriage between the Yun family and the Qian family in a ceremony of this size, and invited Qian Xianjing to the sacrificial altar. He wanted the sun and the moon to serve as a guide and everyone as witnesses to make an eternal marriage. Deed.

At that time, I was only a year old, and I probably didn’t even know what getting married was. When Yuntian Jue asked me to laugh, I smiled, and when he asked me to hold Qian Xianjing’s hand, I did.

Only my mother, who was hiding her reluctance and neither happy nor angry, moved her lips slightly to stop me when I handed my hand to Qian Xianjing, but sighed helplessly and closed her mouth.

I think my mother at that time probably wanted to tell me that even when it comes to marriage, parents’ orders, and matchmakers’ words, I should still listen to my own thoughts.

However, how could she help me escape from a fate that she couldn't escape even though she tried her best to escape?

The young and mature Qian Xianjing rarely showed a sincere smile. After holding "my" hand, he stared into "my" eyes with a bright face and solemnly said: "Moli Moli, from now on." After that, we are sealed, and when you grow up, you will be my wife, and you will never disobey the marriage contract for eternity!"

"If one day you dare to change your mind, I will never let you go, and I will kill your lover to sacrifice to heaven. Do you understand?"

"Marriage contract? Lover?" The little "I" stared at those smart eyes, turned twice, and asked blankly: "What is that?"

(End of this chapter)