Xiuxian Work Log

In the magnificent palace, Cui Jiaojiao sat quietly in her seat, expressionless as a walking corpse.

The night pearl emitted a soft luster, reflecting on the girl's face, making her look even more beautiful and mysterious, and even more lonely in the deserted hall.

The wind outside was whistling, scratching people's nerves. The crisp and rhythmic footsteps came from afar, becoming louder and louder.

The girl in the palace couldn't help but tremble her eyelashes slightly, waving like a butterfly flapping its wings.

The sound of the hand on the door was so clear in the night. For the first time, Cui Jiaojiao hated herself for having such clear hearing.

Every sound was a torture to her. The pain became so clear, and the torture was like a slow-moving sword, cutting her flesh and blood again and again.

The door opened and the man approached slowly.

For a moment, Cui Jiaojiao longed for someone to come and kill her, no matter who it was, as long as they could end her painful life.

"Who is your Excellency?"

The face was gently lifted up, and a magnified, delicate face came before her. Bright, clear eyes examined her for a moment, then withdrew their gaze in disappointment.

"Poor Jiaojiao."

Her heart trembled violently, Cui Jiaojiao blinked, and tears fell uncontrollably.

She wanted to stop crying, but her eyes were like open valves and she couldn't control them.

In the end, she just gave up and started cursing the only person in front of her who could be bullied by her.

"Are you here to laugh at me? Who wants your kindness?"

"Even if I fail, I am still the only daughter of the Cui family and the most noble woman in the Great Yan Kingdom!"

"And you, Lin Qing, are just a powerless woman!"

The girl looked at her like this and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"But Cui Cui has already given birth to your eldest brother's first daughter~"

This means that she cannot be the most noble woman in the Kingdom of Yan.

"roll!!!"

"Get out of here!!!!"

Cui Jiaojiao broke down and cried, with the makeup on her face mixed together, looking very miserable.

Lin Qingyue waited for Cui Jiaojiao to calm down gradually after her collapse, and then looked at Cui Jiaojiao who had her back to her.

"Although it's a bit inappropriate to say this now, you should still remember the agreement we made before."

The girl with her back to her trembled, and Lin Qingyue continued.

"Remember your sisters, Cui Yu?"

Cui Jiaojiao turned around suddenly and looked at Lin Qingyue fiercely.

"how do you know?"

"It seems I was right."

Lin Qingyue stood up and walked towards Cui Jiaojiao. Cui Yu's eyes slowly moved along with her movements.

Lin Qingyue watched her movements and smiled slightly.

"You had three older sisters before you, right? Their names were Cui Ting, Cui Jia, and Cui Ran. You should still remember them when you were little, right?"

Cui Yu sneered.

"So what?"

"No way."

Lin Qingyue replied to her.

"Do you know where they went after leaving the house?"

"I don't know." Cui Yu answered quickly.

"No, you know, after all, we see each other every day. How can you really forget?"

Lin Qingyue lifted Cui Yu's face and turned her to the side of the bed.

"They are in your eldest brother's bed."

Cui Yu stared at the bed in a daze, seeming to recall how kind her sisters had been to her. They had always taken good care of her and protected her. When she saw them next to her eldest brother, she pretended not to notice.

She kept telling herself that.

As long as the eyes don't see, nothing happens.

Before she became the so-called legitimate daughter of the Cui family, she had a very good relationship with Cui Ting, Cui Jia, and Cui Ran. Although they were not born of the same mother, they loved and protected each other.

What happened next?

She remembered that Cui Ting, Cui Jia and Cui Ran suddenly disappeared, and she rolled down the stone steps due to the servant's negligence and hit her head on the stone.

In her hazy consciousness, she heard the sounds of suona, trumpets, drums and drums. She wondered if someone was getting married. Why would someone get married at this time?

From then on, she lost her memory and spent her days in the courtyard, dazed and stupid. One day, she ran into her second brother, who then repeatedly came to her courtyard as if he had encountered something good. Finally, her father, mother, and eldest brother all came to her courtyard. From that day on, she became the legitimate daughter of the Cui family, the only eldest daughter of the Cui family.

Did nothing really happen?

Actually, everything happened.

They died, silently, and no one cared.

Tears wet Lin Qingyue's hands, and Lin Qingyue let go of Cui Yu.

"I don't know if the fact that your second brother is dead can make you happy."

The girl didn't respond.

Didn't look very happy.

The Broken Dust System felt that Lin Qingyue had made a mistake.

"You idiot! If you want her to be happy, you have to offer Cui Tingyu's head to her!"

"Cui Tingyu not only killed her three sisters, but also her child, who was less than a year old. Who wouldn't hate him?"

Lin Qingyue nodded.

"You have a point!"

"Then let's set off now!"

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Bamboo leaves danced in the air, and the young man was slammed to the ground, leaving a cloud of dust and a mess.

The intermittent sound of the piano echoed in the bamboo forest. The person stepped on the dead branches and leaves, which made a constant creaking sound. The hem of the clothes slowly stopped in front of the boy's eyes, and the boy lay on the ground with a face that was neither sad nor happy.

The shoes with gorgeous and intricate patterns tapped him on the face, with a hint of teasing.

The long white hair draped over the boy's smooth and shiny head, feeling slightly itchy.

"You can't stop me, so just listen to me. I'll finish the mission sooner, and you'll get rid of that guy sooner. I don't understand, isn't this the best of both worlds?"

He San sighed. Amu, who was standing next to him, saw someone lying on the ground. He put his hands into the ground and moved a large piece of soil, which he threw towards the person on the ground, covering the boy's legs.

The boy lay quietly on the ground, as if he felt nothing. Realizing that the person next to him was about to leave, Mingyue stabbed him.

When Hua Xiangrong heard the sound of the piano, her expression changed. The bright moon that had lost its spiritual power was easily grasped in someone's hand.

He San glanced at Mingyue and couldn't help but admire her.

"A nice sword, but that's all."

After saying that, he threw the sword casually. The stone wall shook and the sword was deeply embedded in the stone wall.

"I've had enough fun with you. Now I'm going to go find that little girl. No matter how many river gods protect her, the worst that can happen is that I'll get scolded when I get back."

The stone wall shook, and Mingyue hacked at it frantically. The cracks in the wall grew larger and larger, and finally broke through the stone wall and stabbed He San from behind.

A sound of piano flew into Hua Xiangrong's body like a wind blade. Hua Xiangrong let out a dull cry of pain, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"waste."

A light voice came from above, and a formation came from the sky, suppressing Hua Xiangrong so tightly that she couldn't even self-destruct.

The soil covered the area thicker and thicker, the light gradually disappeared, and Hua Xiangrong was forced into a coma.