Chapter 68 This Prince Is Weird (End)
Gao Ziyu seemed to have expected that she would not be able to escape, and he didn't even take the glass bottle by the bed with him when he left.

Mo Xiaojiu moved his fingers with difficulty, but he didn't have the strength to touch the system that had turned into garbled characters. He laughed at himself: "Xiao Cang, is this the cycle of karma? I ruined so many people's lives, is it retribution now? "

However, it's good that the retribution falls on her, why should her child be involved?
Another night came.

The glass bottle beside the bed emitted a faint blue light, and Mo Xiaojiu stared at it in surprise, without blinking his eyes.

Ogura.

Ogura.

Until the glowing garbled characters burst out of the bottle and gradually formed a ball of light, which directly submerged into her body.

"That's too late."

She heard the sound of the system and lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was in a state of chaos, and there was a ball of light lying alone on the ground. The original light had been dimmed, as if it was just a discarded iron ball.

She picked it up lightly, very nervous: "Xiao Cang! Xiao Cang!"

No response.

Her heart is cold.

In the foggy void, there was only a piece of existence to accommodate the two of them. Those fogs could not be crossed, as if the ground was a prison. Holding the iron ball, she couldn't think of any way.

I don't know how much time has passed, she has been recalling the previous things, I don't know how many times she has recalled, when she is about to collapse, the light ball in the palm of her hand finally emits a faint light.

Another long time.

"Wine..."

Mo Xiaojiu wept with joy, holding it carefully in front of his face: "Xiao Cang, are you alright?"

The ball of light gradually turned into a drop-shaped blue earring in her palm: "Put me on, I will fall asleep again soon, make sure you take me with you, and don't lose it."

She put it on her ear, and she didn't have time to wonder why a soul can wear earrings, she was a little anxious: "Xiao Cang, I have a lot of things I want to ask you."

"I don't have time to answer you. Listen, you didn't fail this mission. Maybe Bai Qianti was already the emperor when you left that world. I will use the remaining energy to send you to the next world. When I wake up I can’t give you any help before I come here, and the exchange store can’t be opened.”

"Jiujiu, okay, wait until I wake up."

The system quickly finished speaking without giving her time to react, and sent her away with a flash of blue light.

Mo Xiaojiu woke up in a deep mountain, wearing old cotton cloth, dirty all over, and the hem of the skirt was broken in several places.

Touching the empty abdomen, she thought, the child must have starved to death.

Her original name was Tan Jialian, and she was from a small village at the foot of the mountain. She went hunting with her father a year ago and met a fierce tiger. In order to give her a chance to survive, her father dragged the tiger and was bitten to death.

And she was tossing and turning on the mountain for a year, but she couldn't find the way down the mountain. At first, she was able to survive on wild fruits and vegetables. Later, she was malnourished and couldn't find anything to eat, so she starved to death and froze to death.

"The sorrow of Lu Chi."

Tan Jialian couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. She couldn't find a way out even though she was wandering around in the huge mountains. From spring to winter, it was hard work for all four seasons.

She touched the earring on her right ear, took a deep breath, gathered the clothes on her body, endured the cold and walked forward.

She inherited Tan Jialian's memory, and she was able to find the way down the mountain. In fact, she was not far away from the mountain. Unfortunately, Tan Jialian couldn't make it through.

After going down the mountain and walking about 800 meters, she saw a river. A small village was faintly visible on the other side of the river, and there was a wooden bridge between the rivers.

Suppressing the dizziness in her head, she walked towards the village with difficulty.

Just after crossing the bridge, several men who were washing clothes by the river looked at her one after another.

"This girl looks familiar."

"You can see anything if it's dirty."

"Look, the purple orchid necklace protruding from her neck, isn't that an ancestral item of the Tan family?"

"Could it be that Miss Tan Jialian is back?"

……

She left them a back, and walked directly to the village.

A woman was sitting at the door of her house chopping and doing carpentry. She looked directly at her for a long time before she recognized her: "You are... Tan Jialian?"

Mo Xiaojiu nodded weakly.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back. Where is your father?"

"To keep me alive, for the wolf."

The woman sighed softly: "It would be great if you could come back. It's not easy for the child to be happy at home. Don't hate him anymore. After all, he is a close relative by blood."

"Ah."

She responded indiscriminately, said goodbye, and went straight home.

Fortunately, I didn't meet anyone along the way, so I stopped outside a house without exchanging pleasantries, and she knocked on the door.

The door was quickly opened, and a handsome young man appeared in front of her eyes, his pretty eyes were full of surprises: "Jia Lian?"

"Well," she walked in, "go and heat some water for me. I want to take a hot bath. It's freezing."

"Okay." He closed the door and ran to the kitchen immediately.

She went to the room and rummaged through the cabinets, and quickly found a clean set of clothes. Tan Jialian had suffered from malnutrition this year and hadn't grown much, but her old clothes were still wearable.

Tan Jia Shuang was very quick with his hands and feet. He quickly heated up the water for her and brought it to the room. When she came out after washing, he had already prepared the meal.

Seeing her dripping hair, he went into the room without saying a word and took out a clean towel: "Jialian, let's dry your hair, it will freeze in such a cold day."

She smelled the aroma of the rice and her stomach was already protesting, so she didn't have the mind to wipe her hair, so she picked up the bowl of porridge that had been diluted for some reason and started to drink it.

He tightened his hand holding the towel, a little cautiously: "Then can I wipe it for you?"

"Ah."

While she was drinking porridge, he took her hair and began to rub it. When he saw the messy hair, his eyes flashed with distress.

After eating a bowl of hot porridge, although she was still very hungry, she did not recklessly want to eat again, she had to give herself a process of adaptation.

"Are you still eating? There are still some in the kitchen, I'll get you more."

"No need," she also felt his effort in wiping her hair, "Go find me a pair of scissors."

Although he didn't know what she was doing here, he still put down the towel obediently and went to get the scissors.

After getting the scissors, she directly lifted her hair and cut it with a click.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale: "Jialian, what are you doing?"

She continued to cut her hair based on her feeling: "As you can see, my hair is all knotted, and it's so boring that it can't be straightened at all. It's better to just cut it and let it grow again."

His face was pale, but he didn't say anything else, silently picked up the empty bowl on the table and went to the kitchen.

By the time he finished washing the dishes and came out, she had successfully cut off her short hair.

He knelt down silently and picked up the hair on the ground.

"What are you picking it up for? Isn't it more convenient to use a broom to sweep it?"

Knowing that she didn't want to keep it, he squeezed the hair in his hands, and turned to get the broom.

(End of this chapter)

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