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

In the following days, Yu Xiaoqiao was relatively peaceful. She was not disturbed by ghosts or tormented by nightmares.

However, the city of Haojing is not at peace.

For several consecutive days, unmarried young women were killed and their uteruses were removed.

For a time, people were in panic, especially those who had young girls waiting to be married. Many of them were sent out of the city to avoid the disaster.

Winter had just ended, and the sky was filled with blood, pressing down on the distant mountaintops. The weary birds had not yet returned to the forest, but the streets were bleak and silent, with no one around.

Even in the Forbidden City, it was rare to see women walking alone on the palace roads.

Si Wenming withdrew his gaze from the distance and looked at Yu Xiaoqiao who was sitting upright and playing the piano.

There was a faint smile on her face, but it seemed different from the past, with an indescribable flavor in it.

Yu Xiaoqiao's piano playing went from being pretentious to being quite competent, and now she was quite capable. She looked up and gave him a brilliant smile.

Si Wenming stared at her intently, his hand holding the teacup slightly tightened, and the corners of his lips trembled slightly as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

He is always calm and never shows his emotions.

Today's trivial matters were different. When Yu Xiaoqiao saw them, her already nervous heart became even more anxious.

Yu Xiaoqiao thought he was worried about the murder of the girl, so she pretended to be relaxed and said with a smile: "Master Si, who is so powerful in the business world, is so timid? I am not ordinary, I am a martial artist."

As he spoke, he made a gesture with his fingers.

Si Wenming seemed not to hear anything and looked as if he was in a state of distraction.

After a while, he slowly walked to her side and held her hand, "I'm quite courageous, but I can't afford to lose you."

As he spoke, he pulled her into his arms, buried his head deep in her shoulders, and leaned against her long, fragrant black hair. "Too many things...are beyond my control. I...we all have no choice but to...be chess pieces first, and then players."

What lingered in his mind was the news Yue Yang had reported yesterday, that Kun Ya had found out his and Yu Xiaoqiao's birth dates.

When he was in Liuzhou, he was still frightened by the incident in which Mei Ruohai was poisoned.

Warmth came from the palm of his hand, spread along his back to his heart. Yu Xiaoqiao felt his uneasiness and imperceptible sense of powerlessness, which spread in the air.

“Life is like chess. You must first plan for the survival of the chess pieces, and then plan for the chess player’s position. And I will be your comrade-in-arms, holding the sword of Yitian, crossing the sea to kill the whale. Even if... I would rather not be the trumpet creeper that only clings to you.” Yu Xiaoqiao patted him on the back and said with a smile.

Si Wenming loosened his embrace and asked softly, "What is zong?"

Yu Xiaoqiao lowered her head and smiled faintly, her cheeks flushed, like a water lotus that was shy in the cool breeze.

He stared at her intently, feeling a sense of happiness in his heart.

After Si Wenming left, Yu Xiaoqiao released two warning spiders as usual, one lying outside Yu Chuwan's house and the other outside her own house.

Feeling uneasy, he released another one outside Si Wenming's house.

Yu Xiaoqiao was tired physically but her mind was very excited. She stared at the ceiling and thought about many things.

Suddenly, young girls from Haojing were killed one after another. Suddenly, the government arrested people who were secretly discussing the Chen family's white robe army all over the city. Suddenly, Kunya's huge black robe appeared. Suddenly, Princess Heshuo was in a state of despair...

Yu Xiaoqiao suddenly opened her eyes and realized that Si Wenming had been feeling heavy these days. Although he always tried to appear relaxed in front of her,...ever since the huge rock fell from the sky and the pair of footprints in Yanmei Valley, he felt like he was being pressed down by a heavy stone in recent days.

Could it be that the Chen family's White Robe Army is related to him?

My already excited brain was filled with even more worries, and I stayed awake until dawn.

……

While Yu Xiaoqiao was desperately counting sheep, someone took advantage of the dark and windy night to do something strange.

The inner altar is covered with black cloth and the candlesticks are swaying.

The Qiankun Cauldron flew out from the black robe, hung in the air, and emitted a blue light.

Under the hood, he hummed a spell with his lips shaking, and turned the staff in his hand, writing their birthdays in the air. With a tap of his fingers, a stream of blood flew out of the blood box in his left hand and fell into the Qiankun Cauldron.

Two heart-eating butterflies flashed yellow light and flew out from Qiankun Gu, passing through the quiet dark night, passing through the vast sky and fields, flew into the Forbidden City, and flew into Shangqingzhai.

It flapped its wings and tried to enter the room, but was blocked by a web woven by a vigilant spider, making it unable to enter for a while.

The man holding the staff seemed to have sensed something and chanted another string of incantations, "The sky is vast, the earth is vast, lead it back, clamp it back..."

Immediately, a shining light condensed on the fingertips, and with a light flick, it dispersed into two lights, circling out, flying into Shangqingzhai, and landing on two heart-eating butterflies. The butterflies' bodies suddenly turned from yellow to black, breaking through the security net and flying into Si Wenming and Yu Xiaoqiao's rooms respectively.

A heart-eating butterfly landed on Si Wenming's forehead, but was repelled by a ray of light emitted from the waist-jian sachet. After several rounds of pulling, the heart-eating butterfly finally sank into his forehead and disappeared.

"Eight hundred and ninety-nine...nine hundred and fifty-one..." Yu Xiaoqiao tossed and turned, closing her eyes and counting to the sheep.

Another heart-eating butterfly flew around her forehead for a long time, but was unable to penetrate into her brows. After a while, it turned back and fell into the Qiankun Cauldron.

The man holding the staff took off his hood. Kunya's eyebrows were knitted together, and his sharp chin was raised in a strange way. He asked curiously, "Who is this girl? Even the Heart-Eating Butterfly can't enter her body."

"Beep, beep, beep!"

The sensor on her wrist sounded an alarm, and Yu Xiaoqiao jumped up from the bed. After checking the system, she put on an invisibility cloak and flew out of the window, then climbed through the window into Si Wenming's room.

The lights in the house were still on, flickering at the corner of the desk.

"Wenming, Wenming!" Yu Xiaoqiao shook and called out to Si Wenming.

Si Wenming was shaken awake and asked in confusion: "Xiao Qiao? Why are you here?"

"Are you injured? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Yu Xiaoqiao checked his whole body, feeling very concerned.

Si Wenming smiled lightly: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Strange?! The security net was obviously broken...both of them were broken." Yu Xiaoqiao recalled the security spider and checked the system again, wondering.

Si Wenming quickly sat up, checked her body, and asked with concern: "How about you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yu Xiaoqiao shook her head and said, "I'm fine." Then she touched his forehead and frowned, "If you feel uncomfortable, be sure to tell me."

Si Wenming looked at her quietly, slowly embraced her in his arms, and hugged her tightly.

After a while, I felt a damp heat on my shoulders.

He loosened his arms, only to see that Yu Xiaoqiao's eyes were red and tears were falling like beads from a broken string.

Si Wenming was a little flustered and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"Maybe I've been too nervous lately. It's so difficult to live in your era... so difficult! I'll panic and get scared. I'll be so frightened that I can't sleep." Yu Xiaoqiao pulled his sleeve and wiped away her tears.

Si Wenming watched her cry, and felt as if he had swallowed a bag of needles. He hugged her again and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Have you been awake yet?"

Yu Xiaoqiao nodded aggrievedly.

At this moment, a sound came from the next room.

"What's that noise? Isn't there anyone next door?" Yu Xiaoqiao asked curiously.

Si Wenming patted the wall and said, "It might be a rat."

"Squeak" sounds came from both sides at the same time.

Si Wenming couldn't help but chuckle, thinking: I said I had arranged for Qingfeng, but Li Lingyan insisted that Danzhu be next door. Now there are two more peeping Toms.

After saying this, he moved to the outside of the bed, patted it, and said softly, "I'll be here, go get some sleep."

Yu Xiaoqiao lay down obediently, feeling at ease and relaxed, and soon fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already daybreak.

Si Wenming considerately asked for leave for her and did not let the palace servants clean the room.

She slept until noon, put on her invisibility cloak and sneaked back to her room.

Li Lingyan noticed that she looked listless these past few days and couldn't muster up any energy, so he brought her some calming incense and burned it after dinner.

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