Empress: Tears burst!Are you the reincarnated child of destiny?

Words as heavy as an oath slammed into his ears.

It made many people's faces extremely solemn.

Faintly, there was even a trace of admiration.

Before Father Qin died, wasn't that what Qin Ming told him?

And this five or six-year-old child not only heard it in his ears, but also in his heart!

Bloodletting, cutting flesh, selling jade...

All of this is for Pei Qingxuan to survive.

Even forgot to buy a bite of food for myself.

"Sigh, I never imagined that Emperor Yan would be so affectionate and righteous when he was a child."

Someone sighed with emotion in a low voice.

But more people still look aggrieved.

"Heavenly Fiend must be a villain."

"He's doing this now because he's stuck in the secular morality. When he grows up, he will definitely reveal his true colors!"

"Didn't Her Majesty the Empress almost lose her blood and lose her cultivation?"

Originally watching the scenes in the formation.

Pei Qingxuan had already moved her eyes slightly, and couldn't bear to look any further.

The words of the people can be heard.

There was another icy coldness in her eyes!

Back then, Emperor Yan learned that she had the blood of an ancient dragon and was an orthodox royal heir.

He spared no effort to slaughter several cities.

Taking the old and weak women and children in the city as hostages, forcing her to voluntarily walk into the taboo formation.

Almost took out the power of her blood and all her cultivation.

Fortunately, her blood was not pure enough at that time.

Before the formation was completely drawn, she looked for the right opportunity to break through the sneak attack, which prevented Emperor Yan from succeeding.

Think of those old and weak women and children who almost died in the city, and the innocent people slaughtered by Emperor Yan.

Pei Qingxuan's heart, which had been softened just now, hardened again.

……

Inside the formation, Qin Ming raised his eyebrows when he heard the conversations of the people outside.

Has it been abused to such an extent that it has not been cleaned up yet?

It seems that he didn't strike hard enough!
Then make up!
Following his editing, the pictures in the formation changed again.

In order to take care of Pei Qingxuan, Qin Ming herded sheep, mowed grass, and hunted on the mountain during the day.

When I come back at night, I will make up some gadgets and go to the market to sell them once a week.

Busy feet do not touch the ground, the whole person is thin and small, and there is no time to grow up.

Pei Qingxuan grew up healthy and strong, and soon began to babble.

"mother……"

When Qin Ming heard the little guy's vague cry, Qin Ming almost fell over.

"Little princess, I can't afford this."

"You, if you really want to shout, you should call me by my name."

"mother……"

Qin Ming hugged her dumbfounded, and insisted on correcting her.

"Qin...ming."

"mother……"

"Oh, it's Qin Ming."

Two children, one big and one small, kept repeating and correcting.

The people who watched it were both funny and awkward.

Countless gazes also silently looked at the cold and proud empress.

Looking at it now, Emperor Yan really has nothing to say to her.

It is said that there is no problem with the reborn parents of the empress.

Even Bai Lulu couldn't help reminding her.

"Sister Qingxuan, don't be fooled by him now."

"We killed him not only for the people of your country, but also for the innocent people in the entire continent."

"You don't need to remind me."

Pei Qingxuan said coldly, her expression did not change.

During the formation, Qin Ming worked hard to bring Pei Qingxuan up.

The five or six-year-old girl is tender and lovely.

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy was thin and dark.

Look pitiful.

Winter is approaching, and the two don't have much money.

Still can only nest in the dilapidated wooden house in the deep mountains and old forests.

Even if I bought a charcoal fire, it wasn't enough to warm the house, so I could only heat up a small hand warmer for Pei Qingxuan to hug day and night.

But even so, Pei Qingxuan was seriously ill from the cold, her face was flushed and her breathing was short of breath.

Crying and making noise at night.

Qin Ming gave Pei Qingxuan the thickest cotton coat at home.

After burning the hand warmer, he stuffed it into the little guy's arms, and walked out the door with her in his arms.

In the middle of the night, the cold air was like a knife, and the ground was covered with heavy snow.

Qin Ming was covered in nothing more than a few common clothes, his arms were bruised and shivering.

One step, another step.

He is like a living statue, moving slowly in the wind and snow.

"Little princess, don't be afraid, the minister is here."

Hearing Pei Qingxuan's distressed sobs, he patted the little guy and hummed a nursery rhyme softly.

The voice drifted alone in the heavy snow.

At the same time, it also floated out of the formation.

Pei Qingxuan's eyes finally changed.

She always remembered this nursery rhyme.

In the days when he practiced too hastily and became obsessed.

She kept repeating this song in her heart, so that she didn't let herself be completely possessed and her mind collapsed.

It can be said that she almost regarded that song as her only spiritual support at that time.

It is the softest and most untouchable forbidden place in my heart!
Before, she always thought that her parents sang it to herself.

Unexpectedly, it was Qin Ming who left it for him at that time!

"Oh, at that time, Emperor Yan was really kind to His Majesty."

Someone couldn't help but sighed, Pei Qingxuan frowned, and immediately spoke.

"... so what!"

"Back then, I was insane, and my life was hanging by a thread."

"But no one is by my side."

"He...he just hasn't revealed his true nature yet!"

After a line of words fell, Pei Qingxuan was stunned before anyone else could speak.

Her tone and attitude seemed to be blaming Qin Ming.

After that, I didn't care about myself.

What's the difference from a sulking little girl?
"Sister Qingxuan, you are right."

Fortunately, at this moment, Bai Lulu also spoke, but there was a pair of fierce eyes on her cute little face.

"Didn't he dote on me back then and take care of me in every possible way?"

"But once he meets what he wants."

"Even if he wants to slaughter tens of thousands of demon clans, he won't blink."

"Go on, I believe, you will know the truth soon."

In the formation screen, Qin Ming finally carried Pei Qingxuan to the entrance of the medical hall.

"Doctor Lin, please, save my sister..."

Handed the little guy to the middle-aged woman in front of him.

Qin Ming took out all the money on his body and stuffed it.

After a short diagnosis and treatment, Dr. Lin's face suddenly became serious.

"Little brother, your sister's illness is not a cold, but a severe poison."

Qin Ming froze in place for an instant.

"Well, how is this possible?"

"I feel weird too."

Doctor Lin spoke slowly with doubts in his eyes.

"Your sister has blood poison, which is extremely rare. I have only seen it once in my many years of practicing medicine."

"Moreover, the other party is still a high-ranking official, who was poisoned by people around him."

A few words fell in their ears, and everyone outside the formation immediately understood.

It seems that in order to seize power, Pei He not only invited monks, but also poisoned King Yan and Queen Yan long ago.

The poison penetrated into the mother's body and infected the fetus in the womb.

"However, she can still be saved."

Hearing Doctor Lin's words, Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he was completely relieved, he followed the next sentence, which made his expression change instantly.

"Just let me take a silver needle and force out the poisonous blood in her heart."

"..."

Whoa!
The people outside the formation suddenly couldn't sit still.

Heartache!

That is the most important thing for a monk besides the soul.

Even if it is only a few drops, the body will become much weaker.

Practice will be greatly reduced, and even stop at a certain level forever.

Unless you encounter some adventure, you can't make a breakthrough!
What's more, it was a five or six-year-old child who was about to force out his heart and soul.

Either die or hurt!