Reborn little fisherwoman

Under Zhang Qing's "force", Mu Xian had to lie on the bed and rest.She knew that since she was reborn, all the beauty she experienced was like a dream. Although what she saw and felt was real, she was afraid that no one could say this kind of fear, and at most it could be described by dreaming. .But who would know that she had experienced all of this herself?

According to Mu Xian's temperament, she always did more than she said, and the feeling of powerlessness now is just that she got into a dead end and didn't think about it for a while.

Coupled with the worries of these two lifetimes, being steamed by the air outside the house, I was a little tired physically and mentally.

Zhang Qing was also worried when she saw her so lifeless. He held her hand and patted her gently with the other, as if coaxing a child.

Mu Xian blinked, facing Zhang Qing who was full of herself, she had the urge to tell everything.

Once, she didn't want to tell Zhang Qing about those depressing days, and she didn't want to make Zhang Qing worry, but with the accumulation of getting along with Zhang Qing, she found that Zhang Qing is still Zhang Qing, no matter the person in the previous life , is still this person in this life, although there are slight differences in personality, this is indeed the same person.Occasionally, Mu Xian also had an illusion, as if the person in front of her still remembered their past.

Although there were sorrows and sorrows in the past, there were also happy days. She wanted to tell Zhang Qing about their marriage, and also wanted to tell Zhang Qing how much she liked her.

The fragility and hesitation at this moment made Mu Xian feel a little bit reckless, and she stuck out her uncaught hand from under the quilt.

Zhang Qing looked at Mu Xian hooking her hand. Although she didn't know what she was going to do, she still leaned over and leaned over, "Why..."

Before she finished speaking, Mu Xian pressed the back of Zhang Qing's neck and kissed her.

Zhang Qing's eyes widened in surprise at first, but she was still concerned about Mu Xian's body, she put her hands on the bed and wanted to get up.

Some scorching breath escaped from Mu Xian's mouth, "Qingqing, I have a secret I want to tell you, come up here, and I'll tell you secretly."

Zhang Qing's ears felt a little hot, and she felt that Mu Xian, who was childish and very active, was extraordinarily cute.

Looking at those moist eyes, Zhang Qing couldn't say anything to refuse, so she could only follow Mu Xian's strength to climb onto the bed and sleep next to Mu Xian.

"Would you believe me if I said I met you in my previous life?"

Mu Xian, who was half lying in Zhang Qing's arms, leaned into Zhang Qing's ear and whispered.

Zhang Qing wanted to reach out to find out if Mu Xian was seriously ill, and she was starting to talk nonsense, but being suppressed by Mu Xian, and this little willful coquettishness made her reluctant to refute Mu Xian's words.

"I believe that if there is a past life and this life, then if I meet you, I will still like you." Zhang Qing thinks that this is not deceptive, except that she was rescued once by Mu Xian when she was a child, and when she met again later, Zhang Qing always has a sense of familiarity with this person, as if she should belong to him.

Mu Xian pursed her lips and smiled, touching Zhang Qing's earlobe with her lips, burning that soft flesh.

"Well, you also liked me in the last life, but I was too stupid, and it was too late when I realized it. I don't want you to be alone, so in this life, I have learned to be smart, and I will not reject you again. I want Try to get close to you. I learned martial arts, craftsmanship, and the rules of a famous family. I tried my best to be the one who deserves you, but now I feel that I am still not smart enough, and I can only help these things now. " Mu Xian, who was a little dizzy, felt Zhang Qing's slightly cool skin, and couldn't help but want to get closer to her.

Zhang Qing knew that what Mu Xian knew was a bit different from her environment, but she did not ask too much about it based on the principle of complete belief, but now Xiao Yuer tried to tell her that all of this was for her When I learned it, it would be a lie to say that I was not surprised.Because of this, some deliberately avoided questions made Zhang Qing start to face up to it. It seems that Mu Xian's secret did not come from a dream.

"You are already very good. Even if you don't know those things, your gentle, kind, and tenacious character will still make me like you." Zhang Qing couldn't help stretching out her hand, and hugged Mu Xian even tighter.

Looking at that bright face, Mu Xian couldn't help but licked it, as if to taste it, and then bit Zhang Qing's face, "You are good, you are the best person in the world. "

"Since you said that we met each other in the last life, what kind of situation is that?" Although Zhang Qing still had some doubts in her heart, Zhang Qing was already prepared. No matter what Mu Xian said next, she would take good care of her and comfort her. she.

When Mu Xian heard that Zhang Qing was willing to listen to her, she told them about their past lives. When she died and woke up again, she felt relieved that the secret that was pressed in her heart was finally revealed.After this relaxation, Mu Xian couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

Zhang Qing, who was holding Mu Xian in her arms, fell into chaos.

Zhang Qing felt that this kind of thing was too mysterious, how could anyone be able to do it,

Regarding fate, from the bottom of her heart, Zhang Qing doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but only in herself.

But this story was told from Mu Xian's mouth, and the coincidences that were almost prophetic, made Zhang Qing have to believe that all of this was true.

After going through the whole thing in her mind again, Zhang Qing couldn't help but put Mu Xian in her arms.

Zhang Qing didn't feel scared about Mu Xian's resurrection. Anyway, she was her own fish, and she could accept it no matter what it looked like.

However, Zhang Qing felt distressed.In the previous life, Mu Xian, such a shy and gentle girl, was forced to go all the way without turning back. On the road full of thorns, I don't know how long she struggled.

In this life, as long as Mu Xian is willing, with her abilities, she can stay out of the matter completely, and she doesn't have to get involved in these conspiracies and schemes, but for her own sake, she plunges her head into it again.Even though he knew that the ending might be death, he never regretted it.

Thinking of Mu Xian's trembling efforts all the time, trying to win opportunities for them, trying to change the trajectory of fate, Zhang Qing felt like something was blocking her heart.

Obviously, I want to protect this person so much, and want her to do what she wants to do happily, but it seems that no matter whether it is me in the previous life or me in this life, I can't do it.

But what can be done about this, is it because of this that Mu Xian should be pushed away?Zhang Qing felt that she couldn't do the same. She felt that she had become selfish. She heard what Mu Xian said about her past life, and felt that if the same thing happened again, she might not be able to do those things.

Compared to bearing the fate of the Zhang family, compared to maintaining the stability of the world, Zhang Qing would rather leave all this behind, with no fame and fortune, and flee directly to the ends of the earth with her caring family members, hiding in deep mountains and old forests, regardless of these troubles.

Zhang Qing didn't think there was anything wrong with being like this now. She felt that if she really didn't die in her previous life, she would definitely regret it.

As for what was on her mind in her previous life, Zhang Qing just guessed casually and didn't take it seriously.But she never thought that the two were the same person after all, and she really regretted it.

Because of being hugged by Mu Xian, Zhang Qing simply pulled up the quilt and slept with Mu Xian.

Originally, Zhang Qing thought that her mind was in a mess and she would not be able to sleep well, but the fact is that she slept very deeply. The fragments she had forgotten were pulled out by Mu Xian's words, and Zhang Qing dreamed of her previous self.

"Zhang Qing, I have some bad news to tell you, please calm down and don't get too excited."

Zhang Qing looked at Ye Zhuo in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, the pen in his hand moved down uncontrollably, and the huge ink spots stained the letter paper. "What's up?"

Ye Zhuo scratched twice, then lowered his head bitterly, "I'm sorry, we were a step late, Mu Xian is dead."

Hearing that name, Zhang Qing held her breath, and when the last two words came out, Zhang Qing's mind froze, feeling that she couldn't find her own existence, and her whole body was floating. "What did you say? Who's dead?"

This somewhat erratic voice made Ye Zhuo couldn't help but look up. Seeing Zhang Qing's state, he felt that something was wrong, but he still spoke the truth uncontrollably, "It's Mu Xian, Mu Xian was arrested by the government staff. Killed."

When Ye Zhuo reacted, she also panicked, she hurried to Zhang Qing's side, trying to let Zhang Qing let go of her breath.

Zhang Qing's eyes were a little scattered, and she focused on Ye Jue's face, knowing that she was not joking, it was all true.

"puff"

Zhang Qing felt his heart twist, and then a bloody smell rushed straight to his head, a mouthful of blood couldn't be suppressed at all, and the ink-stained letter paper had a lot of vermilion.

Black and red are mixed in everything, just like the world that Zhang Qing can see.

Looking at Zhang Qing's bloodless face, Ye Zhuo quickly took Zhang Qing's pulse, and wanted to give her a needle to ease it up, but Zhang Qing held down his hand.

"No, in three days, all of this can be over."

Ye Zhuo trembled, she understood Zhang Qing's meaning, and by then, Zhang Qing would follow Mu Xian.

"Would you like to go and see her, she should want you to live well more than anyone else!" Ye Zhu also came from such grief, the girl in her heart would never open her eyes again, but she was willing Use the rest of your life to see the scenery that person has never seen, and then tell her slowly.

Zhang Qing didn't go to see Mu Xian as Ye Zhu thought, she shook her head, sat down, took away the blood-stained paper, wiped the traces on the table with her sleeve, took another piece of paper, Pick up a pen and continue writing, "No need, wait until the time comes to chase her slowly. She has been waiting for me for so long, so it's okay to wait a little longer."

Zhang Qing's writing was very steady, and it was not at all obvious that he had experienced the bad news just now.But it was precisely because of this that Ye Zhu was worried. She would rather Zhang Qing cry for a while than suppress everything now.

But she understands Zhang Qing's character, no matter how much she persuades, as long as Zhang Qing decides something, there is no room for relaxation, or there is, but the person who can change Zhang Qing's mind is no longer there.

Helpless, Ye Zhuo could only turn around and leave, wondering if he could grab some medicine to slow Zhang Qing off for a while.

Waiting for Ye Zhuo to leave, Zhang Qing finished writing the letter in his hand, and when he slowly stuffed it into the envelope, his hands shook uncontrollably.

"In my life, I have been right to my father and brother, and right to the Zhang family's heirs. I have exhausted my heart for the country and the people, but only you, I haven't had time to treat you well, and I haven't taken you through the mountains, rivers and lakes. Hai, I haven’t brought you all the delicacies and delicacies, and I haven’t spent half my life with you. You will definitely blame me for not keeping my word and always putting you last. But even so, little fish, you will wait Am I right? I will always be waiting for me, waiting for me to come back to you. "

Zhang Qing managed to stuff the letter into the envelope with trembling hands, and when he tried to pick up the pen to write on the envelope, he found that his vision was blurred.

Moisture slid down her face. Zhang Qing, who has always been determined and decisive, did not insist on writing this time. She dropped the pen, raised her head and covered her face with a sleeve, like a rogue child, saying vexatious words , "Muxian, Muyuge, I regret it, I really want you back, I don't want to care about anything, I just want you back."