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

Yu Xiaoqiao didn't raise her head, staring at the tripod in her hand. "Five or six points, the Xiaoyu Tripod should be a time machine developed by embedding the wormhole theory into the Eight Diagrams and Six Yaos, combined with the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches."

"Are you planning to give it a try?" Lao Mu's eyes flashed with a different light than before, seemingly much deeper, and there was a hint of confirmation in his voice as he asked curiously.

Yu Xiaoqiao's eyes flashed with helplessness and determination, "Well, there is no better way at the moment, so I have to give it a try!"

"Get married! When love comes, it's like death, there's no choice. Since you've already fallen in love with her and are deeply in love with her, why waste your time waiting for nothing to come back?" Lao Mu said jokingly, stroking his front paws.

Yu Xiaoqiao was stunned when she heard this, and looked at Lao Mu's serious face. Under his fluttering eyelashes, there was an extremely serious and solemn expression.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Si Wenming lying on the bed, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yu Xiaoqiao touched Lao Mu and said softly, "If I...can't come back, Chu Xiao and the others will definitely take good care of you."

After saying this, Yu Xiaoqiao took out a long needle from the table drawer and stabbed her fingertips...

Lao Mu waved his claws and sprinkled a handful of powder at Yu Xiaoqiao, who then lay down beside the couch and fell into a deep sleep.

"Alas! I, an old and heartless dog, have to do something profound and meaningful." Having said that, Lao Mu rubbed his paws and shook off goose bumps.

Lao Mu shook his head helplessly and continued, "Just after awakening the memory, ten years of life will be shortened! Alas! The feudal dynasty not only eats people, but also harms dogs!"

Lao Mu grabbed the poison-avoiding bead with his dog paw and threw it into the air. The bead emitted a purple light. Lao Mu ran into the purple light and turned into a human form wearing a wizard's purple robe.

Lao Mu walked to Yu Xiaomo in the next room, took out a needle, pricked Yu Xiaomo's fingertip, took a few drops of blood, then pricked his own fingertip, took a few drops of blood, mixed them together, and placed them in a container on the table.

Lao Mu took off Yu Xiaomo's ring, put it to his lips, and whispered, "Long time no see, old friend."

Lao Mu put the ring on his middle finger, chanted a string of spells, and pointed his finger into the air. The Qiankun Cauldron in Yu Xiaomo's arms, the Qiankun Pendant on Feng Zisu's body, and its anti-poison beads were all summoned and flew together in the beam of light.

The three sacred objects condensed into a white light spot, and with a light touch of the finger, it flew into the center of Lao Mu's eyebrows. After the energy spread to his limbs and bones, it flew out from the center of his eyebrows and into the bloody vessel.

Lao Mu chanted another string of spells, and the white light turned red, flew out of the vessel, and flew into Si Wenming's Baihui acupoint.

Lao Mu made a strange gesture, and the ring emitted a faint light, and the red light spot rotated in Si Wenming's body.

Lao Mu clasped his hands together, placed them between his eyebrows, and slammed them on the table, crying out in pain.

I saw a red light spot with a hint of yellow flying out and hanging in the air.

Lao Mu snapped his fingers, and the yellow color turned into a butterfly shape and turned into powder in an instant.

The old wood was flicked lightly and turned into ashes.

Immediately, Lao Mu hung the ring back on Yu Xiaomo's neck and put the Qiankun Cauldron into his arms.

With a slight tap of his finger, the Qiankun Pendant flew out of the house and returned to Feng Zisu.

Lao Mu's face turned pale. He glanced at Yu Xiaoqiao and forced a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "You little bitch, if you don't marry him, I will have wasted these ten years of my life."

After saying that, he dived into the purple light and turned back into a dog. The purple bead on his neck was sparkling.

The next morning, which was the last day, Si Wenming was still unconscious.

Death is not scary, waiting for death is scary.

Everyone was uneasy.

Yu Xiaoqiao was even more uneasy and frightened.

"The Heart-Eating Butterfly has been solved?!" Feng Zisu used her magic power to explore and said in surprise.

Yu Xiaoqiao was completely stunned. She looked up in surprise and asked curiously, "What?"

Everyone looked at Feng Zisu, their eyes full of hope.

"The poisonous heart-eating butterfly has been eliminated. We just need to wait for him to wake up." Feng Zisu repeated word by word.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at the sleeping Lao Mu and doubts arose in her heart.

Lao Mu slept for a day and a night and only got up from the doghouse the next day.

The moon is bright and the stars are twinkling in the sky.

Si Wenming slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yu Xiaoqiao who was lying on the edge of the couch, and reached out to touch her head.

Yu Xiaoqiao seemed to sense something and looked up suddenly, seeing Si Wenming looking at her gently and peacefully.

She said nothing for a long while, her eyes reddened.

Si Wenming struggled to get up, and Yu Xiaoqiao quickly hugged his neck and helped him sit down.

He held her in his arms, buried his head in her black hair, and greedily smelled the fragrance of her hair.

Just a few days seem like a lifetime ago.

"Si Wenming?" Yu Xiaoqiao muttered.

Si Wenming said "hmm".

"I feel dizzy." Yu Xiaoqiao said in a low voice.

Si Wenming slowly raised his head and put his hand to Yu Xiaoqiao's forehead.

Their foreheads were pressed together, their eyes were fixed on each other, a smile was on the corners of their lips, and their cheeks were wet with tears.

After a long time, Si Wenming slowly lifted her up from his arms and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at him and said slowly, "If there is anything in the future, please let me know, okay?"

He looked at her affectionately, with a thousand words in his mind, but he didn't utter a single word.

The burden is too much and too heavy, so much that it is hard to describe, and so heavy that I dare not speak.

Lao Mu curled up into a ball, buried his head in the quilt, raised his butt high, and snored softly.

Yu Xiaoqiao crossed her arms over her chest, tapped the dog's butt with her toes, and said angrily, "Don't pretend to sleep! If you keep pretending... I'll take action!"

After saying that, he pulled open the quilt and was about to take action.

Lao Mu got up quickly, his dark eyes flashing with cunning light, and said faintly: "Auntie, how can I know your Si Wen's fate? I'm not a god, I don't know magic!"

When he gets anxious, he speaks in Sichuan dialect.

Yu Xiaoqiao held up the old tree's front paws and held the poison-avoiding bead. "The poison-avoiding bead is the Qiankun bead? Tell the truth! Otherwise, I will make sure you can't smell meat or wine for a month!"

"No, absolutely not. This is just an extremely ordinary bead. It can only detoxify, but it can never detoxify the Heart-Eating Butterfly!" Lao Mu shook his head violently.

I thought: I dare not tell you the truth, this bead is actually the Qiankun Bead, and I am the reincarnation of the first generation of the Witch King of the Northern Frontier. You silly woman, just sell yourself. I tell you, you will pull me bald!

When Lao Mu thought of this, he seemed to see a dog with not a hair left on its body, running naked in the snow, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Yu Xiaoqiao's eyes rolled around Lao Mu's neck and she said with a smile, "You can't fool me. It must be the Qiankun Pearl."

"Heaven! Earth! I am Dou E, the number one dog in Daxin!" Lao Mu shouted with his head raised.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at it, frowned, and said to herself: "Even if it is the Qiankun Pearl, but... who is the first person? Where did the blood come from?"

"Is that so?! We can't just use all this bloody stuff!" Lao Mu said anxiously.

Yu Xiaoqiao pondered and muttered, "It's quite bloody!"

The old dog beat his chest with his claws, wailing in his heart: The extremely precious dog blood, the ten years that are gone and will never come back, the butterfly that has been raised for hundreds of years! I...poor me!

Yu Xiaoqiao looked down and saw Lao Mu wailing silently. She laughed and said, "Why are you looking so heartbroken and hopeless? I didn't draw your blood or steal your pearls... Could it be that this is really a dog-blooded story?"

"No! Absolutely not!" Lao Mu said righteously, suddenly jumped to the ground and ran away.

Yu Xiaoqiao turned around and looked at Si Wenming's room through the window, her figure faintly visible.

After Si Wen was struck by the butterfly, she has been living in the house on the west side of Lan'an Garden.

"I'm sorry, I must have implicated you." Li Lingyan sat on the chair next to him and peeled an apple.