99th generation villain, the reborn queen is crazy about me

Another ten years have passed. If you ask Yan Zhier how she spent her time in this fantasy world, she will answer very simply that it was much more meaningful than her twenty years of wasted life in the outside world.

Here, she has a husband whom she deeply loves and two children. She is away from the intrigues of the clan and truly meets the right person.

Although they are over fifty years old, Yan Zhier and her lover are still very close. She has spent half her life to deeply understand what love is, and this memory will be firmly imprinted in her heart.

The day of departure was approaching and everything in front of her was about to disappear. Yan Zhier walked around the house a little lonely. She opened the drawer inadvertently and suddenly found a very old diary. Out of curiosity, she sat on the bed and looked at it carefully.

"Diary? Does my husband have this little hobby? How come I don't know about it?"

The first page narrated the story of how Luo Anyang and her husband met and got married... Between the lines, it showed that although her husband was helpless and angry, he never gave up loving her during that time when she was willful.

Especially his tireless care and meticulous consideration over the years. Just reading the diary, Yan Zhi's lips trembled, tears welled up in her eyes, and her eyes revealed infinite self-blame and love.

Tears fell on her little face like beads from a broken string. She gritted her teeth and felt a little guilty. Why had she been such a jerk before?

[Today Zhier said that again, she doesn’t like me at all..., should I give up? I’m so confused]

[Zhi'er accepted the flowers I bought today. Do I have a chance now? Ha ha ha ha]

[Alas, why is my Zhi'er so hard to please? Sometimes I really want to give up and find someone who truly loves me to spend the rest of my life with. Maybe... this girl will never fall in love with someone like me in her lifetime.]

[I often wake up around 4 o'clock, staring blankly at the dark sky, which slowly becomes brighter, and she is all in my mind]

Luo Anyang always wrote depressing speeches in his diary, but his actions never disappointed his inner thoughts. He had no one to talk to, so perhaps this diary was a record of his usual psychological fluctuations.

As Yan Zhier flipped through the pages, she wiped away the tears that were about to fall and bit her red lips with her pearly teeth. She finally saw the diary of nearly ten years. This was the happiest time for the two of them.

[Hahaha! God gave me a chance! My Zhier was finally touched, and today she took the initiative to ask for a kiss! ]

[It is said that older women have greater needs... No wonder Zhi'er sticks to me every day. Humph, I need to exercise more and supplement my nutrition recently. I can't let her look down on me.]

[If I wasn't afraid of my wife's pain during childbirth, I would have asked her to give birth to a football team of kids and bully her every day, ha ha ha! ]

[I changed the posture today. Zhier seems to like it better this way, hehehe]

"Ah... hooligan, you never forget to bully me! You pervert!"

"Bad guy, if you can accept me after we get out... I'm willing to let you bully me!" A delicate moan came out from Yan Zhier's nose softly, with a bit of happiness. Just reading these descriptions, she couldn't stop laughing.

She closed the diary reluctantly, but a piece of paper in the interlayer accidentally fell to the ground. Yan Zhier opened the white paper curiously, blinked her big eyes, and then stood stiffly in place.

[The first time I saw my wife, Xiao Zhier, she was so beautiful, the most beautiful girl I have ever seen...she was as gentle as water]

[I wrote "The Goddess of Luo River" for my wife Zhier]

[As graceful as a startled swan, as gentle as a swimming dragon. As light as a cloud covering the moon, as fluttering as snow blown by the wind.]

[Her shoulders are like a carved figure, her waist is like a slender figure. Her neck is long and slender, and her white skin is exposed. Her hair is piled high, and her eyebrows are long and graceful. Her lips are bright red, her teeth are white, her eyes are bright and charming, and her cheeks are full of power. She has a gorgeous and elegant figure, and a calm and relaxed demeanor. She is gentle and charming in her words.]

What a beautiful description. It turns out that I am so beautiful in my husband's eyes~

......

"The Goddess of Luo River? My husband wrote it for me? I..." Yan Zhier closed her eyes gently, her beautiful and neat eyelashes blinked slightly, and two strings of tears fell silently. She tried hard to imprint these descriptions in her mind. Before she could put the papers into the diary, everything around her became unclear and began to blur slowly.

All the memories kept coming back like a stream of traffic, and soon, this half of my life was gone...

Before Yan Zhier could react, Luo Xiaoqi suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Well, now that your temper has been tempered, there is no reason for me to keep you imprisoned any longer. Go away!"

Luo Xiaoqi crossed her arms across her chest, her long black eyelashes covering her pair of trembling eyes. She pursed her soft and plump lips and said lightly.

"Miss Luo...I...can I not leave? I haven't stayed here long enough. Didn't you say before that I could live here for a hundred years? I am willing!"

???

"Uh... No, no, it's just an illusion. What you experienced was just a moment. They are all virtual memories. Why take it seriously?"

"Besides, I don't have the hobby of keeping a love rival. Let's go!" Luo Xiaoqi stood up vigilantly, waved her hand, with an unquestionable expression, and snorted coldly with her lips pouted.

Yan Zhier stared at Luo Xiaoqi with an angry look in her eyes. She seemed to have suffered a great injustice. Her shoulders twitched and she burst into tears.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Who told you to let me in? I want Luo Anyang, I want my husband! Wuuuuu..."

“!@￥”

This little witch who was so arrogant and domineering outside, now hugged Luo Xiaoqi and cried. Luo Xiaoqi rolled his eyes helplessly, rubbed his face with his hands, and smacked his lips. Why was everything he did so different from what he expected?

The goddess of the generation has completely become a little sticky insect~

"Hey, Yan Zhier, don't play rogue with me. You can't stay here anymore. You have to face reality. Besides, it's not like you won't be able to see Luo Anyang anymore."

"Go, go, go, hurry up, I have things to do."

Yan Zhier wanted to ask something, but Luo Xiaoqi pushed her out of the illusion. Her body was light and fluttering, as if she had traveled through endless time and space. During this process, she seemed to feel an invisible force that brought her into a completely different time and space.

Yan Zhier suddenly opened her eyes and rubbed her aching head. She looked at the broken divination tortoise shell on the ground, then looked at the broken window and Luo Anyang on the bed. She rubbed her eyes in a daze, unable to tell whether it was a dream or not.

Until I saw the white paper in my hand...

"The Goddess of Luo River...it's all true! Anyang!"

Now that she is back to reality, Yan Zhier will work hard to pursue Luo Anyang, but before that...she has to get rid of some scum sent by Ye Jianbai to monitor her.

"Goddess Yan, why haven't you killed this piece of trash for so long? The boss is still waiting for us to go back."

"Shh...keep your voice down, this is the devil girl"

"What are you afraid of? Her life-threatening poison is still with Boss Ye. I don't think she would dare to do anything rash." Several men in black who were whispering slowly pushed open the door and looked at Luo Anyang who was safe and sound on the bed. A strong coldness flashed in their eyes, and then they laughed arrogantly.

"Goddess Yan, you won't dirty your hands with such a small matter. I'll do it for you. Hahaha!" A long sword suddenly appeared in the hands of several people, and they swung it towards Luo Anyang with murderous intent in their eyes.

"roll!!!"

Just as the tip of the knife was about to hit Luo Anyang's neck, Yan Zhier roared in anger, and then a series of purple poisonous insects suddenly jumped out and drilled into the noses of several men in black. Several people stood stiffly in place, rolling their eyes with fear and anger on their faces.

"Yan Zhier!! Do you know what you are doing? If the boss knew, he would definitely kill your life insect! You bitch!"

"Yes, let us go!"

Yan Zhier gently leaned over and touched Luo Anyang's face, then looked at the few people. Her voice became a little cold, and her purple eyes seemed to contain the most intense malice and hatred in the world.

That pair of purple eyes, her figure hidden in the night, the pale moonlight behind her made her face look even more eerie, she was clearly beautiful, but at this moment it only made a few people feel terrified, and they regretted it as soon as they said the harsh words.

"You...what are you going to do? Our boss won't let you go!"

"Ye Jianbai? Don't worry, he will go down to accompany you."

Yan Zhier snorted coldly, she glared with her beautiful eyes, waved her hands, and all the poisonous insects exploded in the bodies of several people. "Bang, bang, bang" sounded like broken glass bottles, splashing everywhere, as brilliant as fireworks.

Several men in black wailed miserably and fell to the ground, dead. Their facial features were covered in blood and their eyes were filled with intense resentment and fear.

"Anyang...wait for me to come back after I solve this problem!"

"I want to marry you!"

Yan Zhier slowly sat down beside Luo Anyang, took his hand, and kissed him lovingly.

She looked at him with a smile, and the moonlight in the sky shone on her, forming a dazzling silver halo, so beautiful that it was difficult to look directly at it.