The daughter of the first wife is a black lotus, reborn and remarried to kill

Li Qingqian picked up the first wooden sign and looked at the content on it.

"Hatred is deep in my bones - this is the hatred of the person who writes. As a puppet, I cannot avoid it, I cannot resist it, and I cannot speak out. Don't think that you can escape the cursed fate by doing good deeds in the world. The only ending is a tragic death, and you will be cursed by everyone after death."

What a vicious curse! Even Song Ningyan, who was standing by, felt a chill.

But Li Qingqian looked very calm, and no one knew what she was thinking at the moment.

The second wooden card.

"The bystander enters the game - the writer is attacked by his own malice and is drawn into the story. He cannot avoid it, cannot resist it, and cannot explain it clearly. Don't try to pretend that nothing happened. There is no unique ending, and there is no unique afterlife phenomenon."

Doesn't this give the so-called "writer" a chance to escape death or even change his fate?

This is not fair.

Song Ningyan's face looked worse and worse.

Li Qingqian's expression remained calm, but when her hand was about to touch the third wooden card, she unconsciously skipped it and went straight to the fourth.

"The doubts won't go away - you just have to remember that she loves you very much."

There was a black area before this sentence, and it was impossible to see what was written.

Li Qingqian frowned slightly at this moment, and the next moment, she put down the wooden card in her hand and looked at the third card that had been skipped.

"The puppet will transform - the puppet being manipulated will feel extremely resentful because of the unfair treatment and will soon have its own consciousness. If it encounters the malicious knife of the writer, it will retaliate against him crazily."

Li Qingqian understood everything and silently put down the third wooden card.

The Western Region wizard put away the other three wooden cards and handed the card with the content painted black to Li Qingqian.

Then she looked at Song Ningyan.

"Little girl, it's not your fault that you came to this world, but I need to remind you: the emotions that you respond to hastily in a disordered time and space will be filled in somewhere else."

After she said this, Song Ningyan's eyes suddenly became moist and slightly red.

After doing all this, the Western Region witch was able to retire successfully, but she was not in a hurry to leave.

Instead, he looked at Li Qingqian's belly lovingly and said, "Since you are pregnant, it is safer for you to stay with me. The rooms have been prepared for you two ladies. I will not let you down at all when it comes to your food, clothing and other expenses."

Song Ningyan originally wanted to refuse, but she found that the Western Region wizard was not discussing with them - the gate disappeared at some point, and they couldn't get out at all now.

Although they were confused and a little frightened, at least the Western Region wizards did not seem to be hostile towards them.

There is no other choice but to stay here.

When Li Qingqian stood up, she was shaking uncontrollably, and had to be supported by Song Ningyan before she staggered back to the room prepared for them by the sorcerer.

She helped Li Qingqian sit down, knowing that he needed some time to calm down and digest what he had just seen.

So she decided to sit aside to give Li Qingqian some space.

But when she stood up, Li Qingqian grabbed her hand, and she heard her voice with a faint cry from behind: "A Ning, how could I be a character in the storybook?"

After hearing what she said, Song Ningyan's back unconsciously froze in place.

When she learned about the existence of the "writer", an idea popped into her mind: this might be the world in the book, and the original author has entered the book.

It’s just like those book-traveling novels I read in my previous life.

However, Song Ningyan did not expect that the mysterious "writer" hated Li Qingqian so much.

She knew that Li Qingqian was a reborn person, and perhaps also a villain in the original book, which was why she was bound to be despised by everyone.

But Li Qingqian knew clearly in both lives that she lived in Dawei. She had complete memories of both lives. How could she accept the fact that she was a person in a book all of a sudden?

Song Ningyan felt a surge of heartache for Li Qingqian.

She turned around slowly and found that the other person's eyes were wet, then she lowered her head silently.

"How come I am just a character in a storybook..."

Li Qingqian is smart and can naturally guess this result.

Song Ningyan couldn't help it, she hugged her into her arms and comforted her softly: "It's okay, Ah Qian, I'm here, I'll be with you."

Li Qingqian's faint voice came from his arms: "The person who wrote this is probably Ling Ling now, right?"

"So everything makes sense. In my previous life, Ling Ling was the knife in the hand of the writer, so no matter what I did, she would think I was a scheming bad woman, because Jiang Lin married me at that time."

Song Ningyan was shocked, "What?"

Li Qingqian looked up at her and told her everything that happened in her previous life: "The day I returned to Beijing, I saved a scholar by the river..."

Half an incense stick later, after hearing everything, Song Ningyan's heart was still unable to calm down for a long time.

"So, you were not afraid when you learned that I was a time traveler. You believed me because you yourself were also brought back to the present due to the strange phenomenon of rebirth."

Li Qingqian nodded.

"So, when you found out that I took Xiaoyan's place, you didn't act on impulse, but instead took a calm attitude."

She nodded again.

"So, Shen Changyun knows all this?"

Li Qingqian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "He probably only knows the part about rebirth."

Song Ningyan was a little flustered. Li Qingqian, Shen Changyun and Li Shuyue were reborn, and she could understand the cause and effect of their fate.

These three are the causes and results planted by the "person holding the pen".

But I am from the future, what is the connection between me and the "writer"? Why am I implicated?

Li Qingqian held the wooden sign with black content in her hand and said, "Rebirth, time travel, traveling through a book, oh, this world of storytelling is really lively."

Song Ningyan felt like she had something stuck in her throat, but she finally stood up and walked out the door, not forgetting to say, "I'm going to go look for that Western Region sorcerer, you should rest first."

After she left, Li Qingqian restrained his smile and looked towards the window on the other side of the room. The bracelet on his wrist was already ready.

*

This is the tenth day that Jiang Lin has been here.

What kind of hell is this place? Why can’t I get out and can’t I meet anyone?

On the second day after passing through Meir City, he calmed down: Why should he listen to Zhao Yu, why did he have to come to Xiliang?

Even if I could make amends for my crime in the capital, it would be better than now.

But at that time, Jiang Lin had no intention of making amends for his crime. Wouldn’t it be better to escape the fatal disaster directly?

So it's too late to regret now.

He stumbled all the way, wrapped himself tightly in Western clothing, and did not dare to speak casually to expose that he was a Dawei person.

But I never thought that I would meet Ling Ling by chance.

At that time, Jiang Lin didn't care about the humiliation he had humiliated her in the past. He wanted her to take him with her, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw in a foreign land.

But she promised me well, but disappeared without a trace after tricking me into coming to Nati City, leaving me here tired and hungry, unable to find a way out.