After the soul piercing, I became a mother without any pain, and I am taking care of myself at the C

After entering the room.

Jiang Sui'an was very sensible and went back to his room to sleep early.

Wen Jiu didn't look at the red document in front of her, and her eyes couldn't help but heat up.

In two lifetimes, few people could truly put themselves in her shoes and satisfy the extremely lacking sense of security deep in her heart.

Everyone says that people who are insecure have a great desire for money.

Wenjiu doesn't think so.

For her, there is only one way to resolve her insecurities and gain a sense of security.

That is dreaming.

There were dreamers in ancient times, and now there are dreamers.

The spiritual power in their hands can be turned into a perfect dream of silk threads, which can be used to repair the wounds of those who come.

Warm wine is so strong that I have never used it before, but now I am facing Jiang Yubai's bow.

She felt moved and also felt withdrawn.

It was as if she had found a balance point on a huge scale, allowing her to look at the problem soberly.

And this kind of excessive rationality, she is fully aware that it will hurt the people around her.

"Jiang Yubai, I can't accept it now." Wen Jiu raised his eyes and reached out to hug him, "We just need a space for emotional progress. Can you give me some more time?"

I needed to heal some lingering wounds through the dreams of others.

Jiang Yubai clenched the red brocade bag tightly with his big hands. His keen eyesight naturally knew that this was her true feelings.

He couldn't push her so hard either.

Put down the red brocade bag.

"Okay, but I'll leave this at home for now...I'm leaving."

As soon as Jiang Yubai closed the door, Wen Jiu moved his numb legs and accidentally knocked against a solid pear tree, causing him to chuckle.

"Retribution."

She touched the pattern on the side of her hand and said, "Red rose, give me a dream. I know you will."

Red roses flashed, huge stamens blooming.

Little red lights surround it.

"Wine Beauty, you...well, well, I happen to have a dream about a friend of Taoist Master Qingyuan. You can go in and hide for a while. Maybe you can find out some things about Ying Yin."

It plucks a petal.

In an instant, red dust powder hit my face, and a strong fragrance hit my nose.

The last second when Wenjiu's consciousness disappeared.

I only remember that her name is Qin Jingfu, and she is a mysterious master who traveled through time and became a princess.

The white mist turned into a paper man, with skin that could be broken by a real person.

Everything is so real.

In order to forget the fatigue, pain and confusion in his body and heart, Wenjiu immersed himself in the five senses of his new body.

"Sister Tingzhu, let's stop. She is just a medicine pot. If she is beaten to death..."

"What are you afraid of? An abandoned concubine will die as soon as she dies."

The sticks fell like raindrops, and the sound gradually reached Qin Jingfu's ears. She covered her head tightly and huddled on the ground. She struggled to break away from dizziness and bit her fingertips and yelled: "Ghost General Chang Su, hurry up like a law!"

Strong winds blew, a black shadow appeared out of thin air, and the soft color of the bright moon disappeared.

"Ghost!!!"

The two maids in red coats ran away.

However, the remaining eunuchs could not run away. They were so frightened that their noses ran out. They threw away their sticks and knelt down to beg for mercy, "Great Immortal, please forgive me, please forgive me."

The ghost general Chang Su Ning came out of his body and waved his hand to knock the eunuch unconscious.

When she turned around and saw the bloody and dying Qin Jingfu, she was speechless, "This is the first time I've seen you in such a mess."

Then he avoided the wounds on Qin Jingfu's body and carried her into the dilapidated dormitory.

Qin Jingfu fainted, but she knew that she had traveled through time!

She was originally the youngest daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace in the Jin Dynasty. She was the only girl in the family and was loved very much.

She had loved the eldest prince since she was a child, and she had restrained herself and returned to etiquette. She gave up her pampering beauty and hid her charm to become a dignified and dignified standard boudoir girl. However, on the day she got her hair, she heard the news that her adopted sister Qin Rou was privately engaged to the eldest prince for life.

She was swaying due to excessive grief and anger, but unexpectedly someone pushed her behind her. It turned into "the lady of the Prime Minister's Palace is not allowed to throw herself into the lake when she is courting the eldest prince", which became infamous. The thin-skinned original person was depressed all day long. Qin Rou used the eldest prince to get close to her and encouraged her to speak harshly to her family, which even caused the two brothers' children to almost die.

On the day that the eldest prince Qin Rou got married, she was originally a Chinese medicine practitioner. She accidentally had a romantic night with the prince and became the princess. However, she completely severed her relationship with the Prime Minister's Palace and was slandered as a prostitute.

In the end, he was bullied by evil slaves, starved and beaten with sticks every day, and died of hatred.

Qin Jingfu opened her eyes and clutched her chest, her face pale, and the resentment and guilt towards her loved ones in her heart were like a knife gouging out her heart.

She knew it was the original soul's obsession.

"Your soul has left the body and can only enter reincarnation. I have taken over your body. I will complete the things you worry about and hate for you."

The pain in my heart suddenly disappeared, and my body felt light and comfortable.

Qin Jingfu lay on the bed without any strength and completely took over the body, "Chang Su, go and send the original body to the underworld. Remember, it must be handed over to the little king of hell, Ling Jue."

Chang Su frowned, "A new soul seems not enough to meet the little King of Hell."

The Little King of Hell in the underworld is a well-known favored son of heaven in the six realms. Many fairies in the heaven will never see him in their lifetime and can only secretly yearn for him.

A few laurel petals flew out of the window, Qin Jingfu reached out to hold one and smiled, "Ordinary new souls are indeed not qualified, but this one is not ordinary to Ling Jue."

Qin Jingfu was usually unconventional, but she was very confident in important matters. Changsu trusted her and grabbed the back of Xinhun's neck and disappeared.

The rough movements caused Qin Jingfu's neck to feel a chill.

There was movement outside, and Qin Jingfu held her breath and frowned. Could it be that those unruly slaves are here again?

My current body can't bear it.

She dragged her heavy body up and tried to hide in the cabinet, but fell to the ground.

"Miss!"

Dongzhi threw down the cold steamed buns she had asked for and quickly helped Qin Jingfu up. Seeing the bloody fresh wounds on her body, her voice trembled, "Miss, they actually beat you again while I was away!"

Tears fell down mid-sentence.

Qin Fu wiped away her tears helplessly, curled her lips and said with a smile, "I'm fine."

This little girl is loyal and good at everything except being a little crybaby.

Qin Jingfu sighed when she thought of her current situation.

She took advantage of the power of the winter solstice to sit on the bed. Suddenly, her soul came out of her body and smelled the rich sweetness. She looked at the Tianling Spring bubbling out and was filled with joy. With it, it would not only improve her original weak physique, but also improve her health. Endless spiritual energy helps her practice.

"Winter Solstice, you go and help me guard outside while I take a rest." Qin Jingfu suppressed her rising tone.

Dongzhi said obediently, "Okay!"

Qin Jingfu sat cross-legged, clasped her hands in her Dantian and closed her eyes.

This body was a medicine jar. I originally thought that there would be no hope of practicing mystical arts, but I didn't expect that the most precious treasure of the Mysterious Sect, the Heavenly Spiritual Spring Water, would also come with me.

Qin Jingfu cheered up, meditated and practiced, and drank spiritual spring water from time to time to introduce spiritual energy.

It was already a mess outside.

"Go away! Didn't you hear that we are the Seventh Princess?"

Behind the palace maid in lapis lazuli cotton-padded clothes are a group of monks. She arrogantly directs people to enter Siwu Palace.

Dongzhi stubbornly blocked the menacing group of people and refused to give in. "Don't go too far. Our empress is the only legitimate daughter of Prime Minister Zuo's residence even in the cold palace!"

The seventh princess was looking for trouble everywhere. She looked at the monk behind the maid with vigilance. She felt a sense of ominousness in her heart and opened her arms even wider.

The envoy didn't expect that Qin Jingfu thought she was the daughter of the Prime Minister, so she covered her mouth and sneered, "The daughter of the prime minister's palace is just a slut. She had a secret meeting with the eldest prince on her wedding night, and Prime Minister Qin had already been kicked out of the house. How could she be the legitimate daughter of the prime minister?" As for women, she should be a prostitute that everyone can bully!"

The eunuch behind him smiled wantonly and was extremely humiliated.

Dongzhi was so angry that he cursed loudly, which led to a burst of punches and kicks. The monks were all burly and heavy-handed, and they were not like Buddhist disciples at all.

In the main hall.

The light spots in the air flew into the center of Qin Jingfu's eyebrows, making her snowy skin even whiter, making her flowery face more vivid, bright and beautiful.

The noise grew louder.

Qin Jingfu, who had introduced the air into her body, slowly opened her eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air from her red lips, turned her palm over, and a lavender air ball rose out of the air.

Her brows are no longer delicate, but full of sharpness and publicity.

Before her smile could reach her brows, the paint-peeling mahogany door was smashed open. Qin Jingfu crossed her hands and tilted her neck, the sound of bones ringing like gold.

This time I can do something big!

When she saw Dongzhi covered in blood, her pupils shrank, and she hurriedly ran over to check her breathing, feeling the warmth and letting out a sigh of relief.

"Who did it?"