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

After the banquet, Yu Xiaoqiao got into the carriage. Jiang Yubai tactfully withdrew his hand and kept holding Yu Xiaoqiao's hand.

The car moved slowly, and the setting sun shone through the gap in the car curtain and onto the empty back of Yu Xiaoqiao's hand.

Jiang Yubai looked at him and smiled slightly.

The smile is so gentle, yet so firm.

As if it was determined to win!

Yu Xiaoqiao didn't see it and kept looking at the scenery that occasionally came through the car curtain.

But there was no one place that really caught my eye.

My mind is full of those eyes!

There was a moment when those eyes were glued to her, unable to move away.

When I noticed it, those eyes avoided me.

Faced with a completely unfamiliar appearance, she couldn't help but doubt herself, wondering if she missed him too much and it blinded her eyes.

The voice deep in my heart made the strongest denial.

Jiang Yubai was also staring out of the car in a daze.

He saw it too.

The same look as Si Wenming's!

However, he was absolutely certain that Si Wenming would never be able to escape from the clutches of the eldest princess.

However, no matter what, avoidance will not solve the problem.

Better to just state it directly!

Firstly, it can make Yu Xiaoqiao give up. Secondly, if it is true, it can also be further confirmed by Yu Xiaoqiao.

He firmly believed that no one except Yu Xiaoqiao could tear off Si Wenming's disguise.

Jiang Yubai retracted his gaze and took Yu Xiaoqiao's hand, "You saw it too, right?"

"Hmm?" Yu Xiaoqiao didn't know what Jiang Yubai said and responded subconsciously.

Jiang Yubai raised the corners of his lips, his eyes full of affection, "The servant of the Ji family, his eyes look a lot like his, right?"

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at him in surprise.

She knew that "he" was referring to Si Wenming.

Jiang Yubai continued, "I think he's a bit like her, too. Why don't we go back and find a reason to meet that boy in private again... Even though he's gone, it's good to have a thought about him."

That’s right! Wen Ming is no longer in this world.

She really missed him sick.

"No need! He is no longer here, no matter how similar he is, he is not the same person anymore!" Yu Xiaoqiao shook her head.

If he were still alive, he would definitely come to see her.

Yu Xiaoqiao felt indescribable bitterness in her heart.

There was a strange flash in Jiang Yubai's eyes, and the fist in his left sleeve slowly clenched.

After arriving at Jiang Mansion and sending Yu Xiaoqiao back to Lan'an Garden, he hurried out of the mansion and went to the top of Wuming Mountain alone, where he stayed until very late.

He was just thinking - how to defeat the person living in Yu Xiaoqiao's heart.

What if that servant is really Si Wenming in disguise? How should he respond?

Although he could easily resolve the doubts in Yu Xiaoqiao's heart, he found it difficult to let go of the one in ten thousand possibility in his heart.

It is better to kill ten thousand people by mistake than to miss one person!

He must not let Yu Xiaoqiao, whom he had worked so hard to get, leave him again!

We must never let Si Wenming come back to life again!

Even his shadow can only live in hell!

Jiang Yubai lit a flare.

About two incense sticks later, a man in black rode over on horseback.

"Go to Jiangcheng and see if he... marries the eldest princess. No matter what, kill him!" Jiang Yubai said coldly.

The man in black bowed and stepped back.

Yu Xiaoqiao has been in a daze since returning from the banquet.

Although he knew clearly that the person could not be him, his intuition sometimes gave him a hint of luck, which was so dull and deafening...

Her mind was struggling between reality and miracle, and she was tossing and turning in the fantasy of escaping death. To outsiders, she looked staring blankly.

Lan'er looked at Yu Xiaoqiao, thinking that she must have suffered a great shock at the banquet.

——How can I not be stimulated?

Worried, Lan'er called Liu Ma and whispered to her.

With one breath, Aunt Liu sighed helplessly again and again, and finally took Lan'er, who was full of heartache, away.

Yu Xiaoqiao didn't hear the two people's whispers at all, nor did she realize how dispirited she was. She just continued to follow the thin thread in her mind, tossing, thinking, and hoping.