Heaven Defying Little Concubine: Evil King, don't mess around

Chapter 271 Wake Up, Why?

"Senior Sister Bi Luo is also missing, and I don't know where she went. Will she be like a water cloud..." Thinking of Bi Luo who had been missing for several days, Die Wu was a little worried.

Shuangyan's expression darkened, and she turned to look at Liu Yanji, "Bi Luo won't, I believe in her ability to endure, and the Supreme Master didn't punish her, and considering that the Shuiyun matter was not handled properly, I'm afraid she might have an accident. I didn't pursue it further. Now I'm leaving without saying goodbye, I'm afraid I want to relax alone, maybe she will come back someday. "

"It's best to speak like my junior sister. I hope Senior Sister Biluo won't do anything stupid." Die Wu worried.

"Who?" Lingxi suddenly looked out the door.

Shuangyan and Diewu both turned their heads when they heard the sound, only to see a shadow flash past the door.

"Who could be sneaking around? I'll go and see." Die Wu got up to chase.

Shuangyan grabbed her hand and said, "Forget it, there are outsiders who can enter the Fengluan Palace, they are just brothers and sisters who care about the younger brother and don't want to make it public, don't be too nervous, you are afraid that the master will know. "

Diewu and Lingxi stayed with Shuangyan for about half an hour before they left.

The exhausted Shuangyan propped her elbows, leaned on the low table and fell asleep in a daze.

One day and one night passed, and on the second day and the third day, Shuangyan obeyed the instructions of the Supreme Master and asked Liu Yanji to take all the pills in order of time. Then Shuangyan stayed by his side without closing his eyes all night. Hope he wakes up right away.

Unfortunately, after three days and three nights, Liu Yanji did not wake up as the Supreme Master said. After the Supreme Master lost his spiritual power, he left the hall. The tired and worried Shuangyan looked worried, mouth She was chattering and didn't know what to say. After staying up for several days and nights, she finally fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I found myself in the dormitory, confused, and suddenly thought of Liu Yanji, she jumped out of bed, shouted Yingge, but Yingge disappeared, the window was open.

She thought that Yingge must have gone out to play again, and now that there were no beetles playing around, Yingge often went out to play by herself, playing for a whole day.

Opening the door, outside the door, a tall and straight figure stood in the backlight, with blurred brows and eyes, but Shuangyan knew who he was, and stared at him with burning eyes, with an unconcealable excitement in her heart, but her words came out in a faint tone, "You never mind!"

"With your care, it's really hard for me to be able to do anything. This king is very lucky. I haven't married you yet. How can I leave my concubine like this? If I want to be a widow, there are many disputes in front of the widow... ...This king must have demolished the palace of King Yan, and tore up the book of life and death..."

Listening to his teasing, unrestrained appearance, and rebellious tone, her heart trembled, and she couldn't help feeling a little bit overjoyed. She knew that the old him was back!
He didn't lose his memory, he didn't forget himself, she should be happy, she really wanted to hug him and cry, but she held back the urge reservedly.

Just because crying without tears is hypocritical, she is afraid that he will misunderstand, but now she cares about his feelings very much, after experiencing life and death, she knows how important his position in her heart is.

The odd number of fate deprived her of the right to express her sadness, her tear spring was dry, even if she was heartbroken and heart-piercing, she would not shed a single tear.

The original owner of the body was rejected as an unknown person in Xinghua Village, and those sad days with the dumb mother-in-law, the past swept over like smoke, making her extremely sad.

She's not very strong, and that's another of her secrets.

She already regards herself as the original owner of her body, and everything about her is her empathy.

Who wants to deprive her of the right to vent her grief so cruelly, why?
(End of this chapter)