Grandfather, he doesn't love the heroine and loves a stand-in [Transmigration Book]

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Liang Xiaoxiao went upstairs, but Qin Jianglan deliberately blocked her way, "Don't trust others easily."

Liang Xiaoxiao raised her head suddenly, with a hint of stubbornness in her usually docile eyes, "Then who should I trust?"

Since time travel, she has been living cautiously, not daring to have too much contact with anyone. As a cannon fodder herself, she is afraid that one day if she doesn't pay attention, she will be beaten back to the original plot, and she has become a stepping stone for the relationship between the hero and heroine.

Qin Jianglan looked at Liang Xiaoxiao's upturned little face, "I, only me."

Early the next morning, Liang Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and found that she was lying on the bed at some point, while Qin Jianglan was sitting on the table in the outer room, fully dressed, drinking tea.

After going back to her room last night, she didn't remember anything, but it seemed that she had occupied the magpie's nest.Liang Xiaoxiao patted himself on the forehead, a little annoyed, Qin Jianglan was stingy, what if he held grudges.

Hesitantly put on his shoes and socks and got out of bed, before he could take the initiative to explain his mistake, Qin Jianglan said in a relaxed tone, "Go downstairs to eat when you wake up, there are other things in a while."

Liang Xiaoxiao remembered what Qin Jianglan said that he still had things to do.

The two went downstairs to have breakfast, Xiaoer had already led the carriage, Liang Xiaoxiao was sitting outside the carriage, and the carriage stopped when it reached a clothing store.

Qin Jianglan got off the car and went to the store, and came back with some clothes after a while, and said to Liang Xiaoxiao, "Change."

Saying that, he sat on the shaft of the carriage and asked Liang Xiaoxiao to enter the carriage to change clothes.

Liang Xiaoxiao was still wearing the red and blue matching clothes that day, and she also attracted the attention of many people along the way, and some men's words were quite frivolous.

Qin Jianglan has a good eye. The clothes are all generous and simple styles, and the colors are soft and matching. She picked a bright yellow dress, but it weakened a lot of Liang Xiaoxiao's coquettish and sharp temperament, and she still has a girlish atmosphere.

Liang Xiaoxiao wore a simple hairstyle, which made her look even more playful.

The carriage didn't stop all the way, the voices in the ears gradually decreased, Liang Xiaoxiao opened the curtain, and they had already arrived outside the city.

To the north of Hancheng, it is now the scene of early winter, the leaves are withered, leaving only bare branches.

In addition to the rattling of horseshoes, there were only a few crows.

Liang Xiaoxiao looked forward, only to see a strange black mountain peak.Even Liang Xiaoxiao, who had a high level of heartbeat, felt that there was something wrong with the mountain in front of him.

"Master, the front looks dangerous, won't we take a detour?"

"No, that's where we went."

Qin Jianglan leaned on the carriage, closing his eyes to rest outside.

The carriage arrived at Heishan and stopped halfway up the mountain. Qin Jianglan took Liang Xiaoxiao out of the carriage.

Qin Jianglan frowned, and the surrounding atmosphere changed, no wonder the imprint in Liang Xiaoxiao's hand appeared in this world.He walked to a rock where there was a huge pit.

Qin Jiang made a sword finger with blue hands, and a breath hit the deep pit, and a few wisps of breath left in the deep pit floated over.

The colorful breath was buried in the soil just now, and it was impossible to find it at all. It was the suppression formation that Qin Jianglan used his own soul to make back then.

Just as Qin Jianglan continued to check, there was a slight sound coming from behind the big rock next to him.

Qin Jianglan stopped moving and said in the direction of the boulder, "Come out."

After a while, a child in ragged clothes and a dirty face came close to the stone.

Obviously, the appearance of the child shocked Qin Jianglan, who had always been calm.

"I didn't mean to peek, it's just that my home is here."

The child looked about ten years old, timidly leaning against the stone.

"Home? Is there anyone else here?"

Liang Xiaoxiao was puzzled, and saw a shed built with branches and leaves in the hidden place blocked by stones, which was the home of the child.

"Where are your parents?" Liang Xiaoxiao squatted down and looked at the child.

The children are still a little timid. Although they are in their teens, their height is only the height of a seven or eight-year-old child. They are thin and small, and malnourished. "I can't find them."

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