Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

The maid led Si Wenming to Yu Chuwan's room and knocked on the door to report.

After knocking for a long time, Yu Chuwan finally opened the door.

Si Wenming saw that she was listless and asked, "Didn't you sleep well?"

"Just woke up." Yu Chuwan's eyes were hazy and her expression was dazed.

Noon has passed, but night has not yet arrived.

What time do you sleep?

Si Wenming's brows tightened, and after thinking for a moment, he asked, "Is it like this these days?"

Yu Chuwan didn't think so at first, but when he asked, she was shocked.

I couldn't wake up for seven or eight days in a row. I felt groggy during the day and restless at night, always dreaming.

Sometimes, it is hard to tell whether it is a dream or reality.

When Si Wenming saw her expression, he had already guessed about 70% of what she was thinking.

Li Mochen had already done it.

Yu Chuwan briefly explained the past few days' situation, and reached out to hug Lao Mu from Si Wenming's arms, "Why are you here? Is my sister okay?"

Lao Mu was not honest. He used his claws to scratch her wrists and palms, then jumped to his feet and spun around.

A pair of dog eyes, shining with astonishment.

Puppet curse!

Li Mochen used puppet Gu on Yu Chuwan. What does this bastard want to do?

Could it be that he was preparing for unexpected events during his birthday party?

birthday?!

A whole year.

Everything started to change a year ago.

Lao Mu fell into deep thought.

Si Wenming stared at Lao Mu intently, then turned his head and looked into the distance in a daze.

Judging from Lao Mu's expression, Li Mochen has most likely poisoned Chu Wan, or cast a spell on her...

Indeed, Feng Mucheng was afraid of his birthday.

If it wasn’t planned, it must have happened on the birthday!

The two chatted for half an hour, and Chu Wan was talking most of the time.

Li Mochen's whereabouts, what he does, how to arrange his birthday...

Si Wenming did not show any sign of heaviness or strangeness, and only told Xiao Qiao that he would come to see her in a few days.

When he and Lao Mu returned to Hefengju, it was already dark.

Yu Xiaoqiao had finished dinner and was resting on the bed. Li Lingyan was standing by the window, talking to her.

Si Wenming asked Tan'er to feed Lao Mu and invited Li Lingyan to come out and have dinner with him.

Li Lingyan glanced at Lao Mu and thought, Wen Ming is really out of his mind!

He also pulled me away to leave space for Yu Xiaoqiao and Lao Mu.

Li Lingyan put his left arm on Si Wenming's shoulder and touched his forehead with his right hand, "You don't have a fever! Why are you so nervous?"

Si Wenming slapped it away and said, "Don't worry about the Queen's poison. I have already ordered someone to prepare it and send it to the northern border as fast as possible. When the time comes..."

At this time, Lao Mu had already told Yu Xiaoqiao about Chu Wan's situation.

Yu Xiaoqiao was not in a hurry, staring coldly at Lao Mu, "Although he is unconscious, I recall many things carefully, Feng Mucheng is very likely..."

"Time travel?" Lao Mu raised his little head and blurted out.

Yu Xiaoqiao frowned and nodded, "But it's different from us. How do we break Chu Wan's curse?"

"It's not difficult. It will take a few days to study. I'll write you a method to remove the curse, and you can ask Ruman or Xiaomo to do it." The old wooden man buried his head in the dog bowl and drank a sip of water. "However, I'm afraid Master Si has already made arrangements. We still need to discuss how to lay out the plan."

Yu Xiaoqiao felt a little tired and fell asleep not long after lying down.

When I woke up again, the moon was at its zenith.

Si Wenming sat beside the bed and looked at her.

Yu Xiaoqiao had regained some strength and slowly stood up. Si Wenming hurried to help her... She snuggled into his arms, resting her head on his shoulder, and hugged him quietly.

The red candles are shining brightly, the halo is swaying, and the two are a pair.

……

"Are you scared?" Yu Xiaoqiao broke the silence and asked softly.

Si Wenming hugged her tightly and breathed a sigh of relief, "Promise me that you will never use that tripod again, okay? It hurts too much. I'm... scared."

These days, I dare not think that she will not wake up.

He told himself countless times every day that Xiao Qiao was just sleeping and would wake up after enough time.

But day after day, she seemed to be waking up.

He was really scared, but he didn't dare to show it or think about it, for fear that if he thought too much it would become a reality.

He couldn't live without her, he couldn't.

Yu Xiaoqiao smiled and pecked his lips lightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."

The two of them whispered for a long time, without mentioning Feng Mucheng or Li Mochen... Any annoying people or things seemed to not exist at this moment.

"Are you tired? Go to sleep!" Si Wenming pressed his hand gently on her forehead, his voice as soft as water.

Yu Xiaoqiao nodded.

He tucked the quilt for her and was about to leave when she reached out and grabbed him.

He turned around and smiled gently.

She moved in to make room for him.

He lay down on his stomach and hugged her from behind, "Don't be afraid, everything will pass."

"Ok!"

The next day, the two of them slept until noon.

Yu Xiaoqiao is feeling much better now and wants to get up and take a walk.

Si Wenming helped her up, walked a few steps in the room, and asked Tan'er to bring the food into the room.

After they finished eating, Si Wenming handed over the information sent by Yu Xiang and the intelligence collected by Qing Lingping to Yu Xiaoqiao.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at it carefully for half an hour, "What do you think?"

"Rebirth!" Si Wenming said softly.

This word had passed through Yu Xiaoqiao's mind many times, but now that Si Wenming said it so lightly, she was still shocked.

Seeing her staring at him, Si Wenming pursed his lips and continued, "I suspect that Feng Musheng was killed on his birthday, killed by Xiao Mo, and then reborn."

Si Wenming took out the handkerchief given by Si Fangfang from his bosom, "This is Master Fangfang. It was given to you by Shixin, the master of Wanhua Valley, before he died. It is in the hands of the old witch king's orphan. Feng Mucheng killed Shixin for this."

"If the inference is correct, Xiao Mo used this handkerchief to kill Feng Mucheng?" Yu Xiaoqiao took the handkerchief and looked at it carefully under the candlelight.

I can't help but wonder: Could it be that it also relies on blood to appear?

Yu Xiaoqiao bit her finger and blood flowed down the brocade handkerchief without leaving a trace.

The brocade handkerchief was as white as ever, without a single word on it.

Si Wenming got up and went to call Xiao Mo.

Si Wenming told Yu Xiaomo the whole story. Yu Xiaomo was not surprised, but felt that she looked familiar. "Sister, I saw her in my dream."

"How can it appear? Can it be dreamed of?" Yu Xiaoqiao asked curiously.

Yu Xiaomo fell into deep thought. After trying hard to recall, he bit the tip of his left index finger, chanted a spell, and lightly tapped the tip of his left finger with his right hand. A circle of bright white light flashed around the blood bead.

With a slight flick of the fingers, drops of blood dripped onto the brocade handkerchief.