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

Suddenly, the tenderness in his eyes faded away, and was instantly filled with hatred, as if vines of hatred had grown out of love.

Wrap her...slowly, slowly devour her.

Gradually, the blood-like hatred faded away, and deep affection returned to his eyes.

She looked deeply at the bridge pillar, caressed it affectionately, and said softly, "Since you love me so much, you should turn into a stone bridge, and endure the wind, sun, and rain for five hundred years, and wait for me to walk across the bridge."

A smile appeared at the corner of his lips, gloomy and desolate!

Yu Xiaoqiao was like a ghost, and unknowingly arrived at Yunguang Pavilion.

"When... will you cancel the engagement?" Li Lingji's eyes were red and she looked at Mu Qingyang with tears in her eyes.

"I mentioned this to my father... but he scolded me severely. He didn't agree." Mu Qingyang seemed to be under a dark cloud, with a worried look on his face, and he felt very helpless.

A bird accidentally flew into the house from the window. Li Lingji pushed the window open and let it out. She watched it fly away and disappear from her sight. "I am already yours... If my father and mother knew, they would kill you."

Yu Xiaoqiao suddenly realized, and thought: It must be the Hehuan Powder from Linshan Villa.

How difficult the world is! There are ten thousand kinds of difficulties for a thousand people!

"what!"

With a scream, Yu Xiaoqiao seemed to be sucked away by a mysterious force.

My head was splitting with pain, my body was aching as if it was run over by a wheel, my lower abdomen was feeling strange and my stomach acid was surging.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

After a bout of dry heaving, Yu Xiaoqiao's internal organs felt twisted.

"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao?"

Yu Xiaoqiao struggled to open her eyelids and looked at the person in front of her, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

After a while, I could see clearly.

His throat felt like it was on fire, his voice was hoarse, and he called out, "Wan... Wan'er... are you okay?"

Yu Xiaoqiao had great difficulty in uttering the voice.

"Sister, I'm here, I'm fine." Yu Chuwan's eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was filled with tears.

Si Wenming hugged her tightly and whispered, "You're finally awake! I was scared to death!"

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Si Wenming, whose eyes were bloodshot, and forced a smile, but she couldn't manage it. Her face was pale and as weak as a bubble, and she used all her strength to squeeze out a word.

"water--"

Si Wenming hurriedly helped her sit up, fed her some water, and shouted urgently, "Imperial Physician, call the Imperial Physician!"

Yu Chuwan hurried out to call for help.

Yu Xiaoqiao was weak and limp, like a dead leaf in the wind. She stroked Si Wenming's hand and said intermittently, "Today... is?"

"The third day of September." Si Wenming was puzzled.

Yu Xiaoqiao felt weak all over, as if a bubble would burst at any moment. After a long while, she managed to utter a few words, "How many days...will I sleep?"

"The imperial physician came to see him for a day and a night, but couldn't find out what was wrong. I don't know why he was in a coma?" Si Wenming said anxiously.

"Send me... home." Yu Xiaoqiao asked with a frown.

Si Wenming hurriedly said, "Wait until the imperial physician has examined him and confirmed that he is fine before returning to the Prime Minister's Residence, okay?"

Yu Xiaoqiao closed her eyes to show her agreement.

After the imperial physician came and diagnosed the patient, he just said that he was weak and there was no serious problem, and prescribed some medicine to replenish qi and blood.

But it is recommended to rest in the palace for a day before returning to the Prime Minister's Residence.

A day later, Yu Xiaoqiao felt better.

After the maid had packed up her things, Si Wen ordered her to pick up Yu Xiaoqiao, leave the palace through the corner gate, and take a carriage back to the prime minister's residence.

But he did not let Yu Chuwan go back with him, so he asked her to stay and attend classes well.

After everyone left, Lao Mubaba came running over.

Lao Mu jumped onto the bed in two moves, put his dog paw on Yu Xiaoqiao's pulse, and felt it for a long time, then blinked his dog eyes and said.

"What's wrong? Are you suddenly so weak? You were fine when you went out the other day."

Yu Xiaoqiao struggled to tell Lao Mu about the time travel.

Lao Mu's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly, "This Xiaoyu Ding and Jiujin Ding were indeed made by the same person... We have hope of returning, that's great!"

Lao Mu jumped to the ground happily and rolled around.

Lao Mu bit the dog's paw so hard that it bled, and he dripped the blood into the small cauldron with difficulty.

There was no sudden appearance of white light, and no soul traveling across time!

Is dog blood not acceptable? Or is only your blood acceptable?

Lao Mu collapsed on the ground, like a dog-skin blanket.

After a while, he regained his composure and said, "Your body... is backlashing... it must be backlashing!"

As he said that, Lao Mu jumped onto the bed again and checked it carefully from front to back.

Yu Xiaoqiao said weakly: "Finally you remembered me. I was just a dog and the only thing left in my mind was the thread going back!"

"I'll prescribe a prescription for you. You just need to take good care of yourself for a few days. But don't be careless again! According to the current situation, it should be a time travel, and the backlash of your body will be more severe. Last time, I just felt sore and weak, but this time I feel pain everywhere and am so exhausted. My body can't take it after a few times!"

Two days later, Yu Xiaoqiao called back Yu Xiaomo and asked him to purchase large quantities of cotton and winter clothes by different people, locations and batches.

While the arrangements were being made, Si Wenming came in led by Lan'er and said in a low voice.

"You really want money over life!"

He took two steps forward, helped her lie down, and said softly, "Take a break! Xiao Mo, go down and do your work first."

Yu Xiaomo bowed and stepped back.

"I'm much better now, look!" Yu Xiaoqiao clapped his arms and said with a smile.

Si Wenming touched her head helplessly yet lovingly, his thin lips curved into a faint smile, like the fragrance of orchids in a deep valley, refreshing the heart.

Yu Xiaoqiao couldn't help but stare at him in amazement, and said softly, "You look so beautiful when you smile, you should smile more often!"

"If you like it, I will always smile!" Si Wenming said obediently.

Yu Xiaoqiao was amused and couldn't help laughing out loud, with happiness in her eyes.

"Why do you suddenly need to purchase cotton and winter clothes in large quantities?" Si Wenming asked casually.

Yu Xiaoqiao smiled slightly, a hint of mystery on her face, and whispered, "Secret...why don't you buy some too? Maybe the price will go up after a while!"

Si Wenming glanced at him meaningfully, his face suddenly becoming serious, and he asked solemnly, "Did you hear something?"

Yu Xiaoqiao shook her head and said timidly, "Intuition!"

Si Wenming's tense muscles relaxed slightly and he scratched her nose. "If you really want to do it, you can. But you must listen to me when I tell you to sell it, okay?"

Yu Xiaoqiao nodded obediently as if possessed by a ghost. She felt that the boat capsizing incident must be no simple matter and Si Wenming seemed to know something.

Could it be that he designed it? !

Under Si Wenming's coercion, Yu Xiaoqiao lay down with her eyes closed to rest.

Si Wenming was beside her, gently playing the piano.

The afternoon sun shone through the window, gently, and sprinkled on his cold face.

Warm and soft!

Yu Xiaoqiao occasionally poked her head out from behind the quilt, quietly opened her eyes and glanced at him secretly. She happened to see him in the halo, shrouded in the soothing fragrance.

Sleep peacefully!

Yu Xiaoqiao rested at home for a few days. The second and third wives took turns to cook delicious food for her. In just a few days, she gained several pounds.

Yu Xiaoqiao was bored and played the guzheng softly.

After spending a whole night sharpening my sword before the battle and being sick for a few days, I forgot everything!

"I will teach you. Although I am not as good as Young Master Si, it is more than enough for you to learn." Li Lingyan carried a lot of bags, like a boy delivering gifts.

Li Lingyan put a bunch of things on the table, sat down in the armchair, and panted, "Have you recovered to full health? Si Wenming got there first and asked for leave, so I had to work so hard to get this half-day leave!"