Self-salvation [Quick Transmigration]

The night is silent and the house is dark.

Feng Yinuo closed his eyes, turned sideways and pressed the corners of his lips tightly, endured and endured, his face darkened, he lifted the quilt off his body, grabbed the dishonest hand, turned over and sat astride to the woman next to him.

The child next to her blinked her eyes and looked back innocently, as if she didn't understand why she reacted so suddenly.

Feng Yinuo's brows were pressed slightly, and seeing the person below him with lingering black hair scattered on the pillow and loose skirts, he suddenly smiled with his lips curled up, softening his brows and eyes.

The fingertips caressed the woman's cheeks, rubbing them to the chin little by little. She tilted her head slightly to look at the child's darker and darker pupils. Get down.

The breath next to the ear was slightly suffocated, and there were hands on the waist.

Feng Yinuo smiled lowly, caressing her cheek, his eyes sparkling, he pinched her chin, and murmured softly reproachfully.

"If you move around again, it will ruin my dream..."

The lips slid past the ears, causing tremors.

"Just live the remaining hundred years by yourself."

After saying that, Feng Yinuo's expression turned cold for an instant, he raised his hand and slapped away the claws on his waist, turned over, pulled the quilt, turned sideways and closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

Feng Ziqing: ...!

The Wen Ruan who had been embraced in his arms disappeared in an instant, and even the quilt on his body was pulled away.

Feng Ziqing lay stiffly, feeling his burning heart beating, turned his head to look at the person who was sleeping peacefully beside him, couldn't help smiling wryly, raised his fingertips and rubbed the center of his brows, but he didn't dare to move any more up.

"Sister..."

She was a little unwilling, turned sideways, gritted her teeth and whispered something.

The man didn't return to her, and closed his eyes to rest.

Feng Ziqing was terribly teased by her, but now he was wrapped tightly in the quilt and sleeping peacefully.It's a pity that she didn't even have a quilt, curled up slightly, and stared at the backs of the people beside her all night.

Staring carefully, his eyes were reluctant to close, but he couldn't help but smile with bent lips and lowered eyes.

Until dawn, Feng Yinuo had enough rest, and then turned over slowly, and met the eyes behind him that had never stopped that night.

"Didn't sleep all night?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled lowly.

As for the child she was asking about, she immediately withdrew her eyes a little, lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and nodded pitifully.

Feng Ziqing sized her up and sighed slightly.

"Young is good."

"Energetic."

She rubbed the ends of Feng Ziqing's eyes with pity, smiled slightly into her eyes, then lifted the quilt and put it on herself.

The whole process was focused on nothing else, as if there was no such person around.

The person behind the rest, sitting propped up and pursing his lips, looked at her figure, as if a cat had gently scratched his heart, he only lowered his eyelids, and sighed helplessly inwardly.

The way Feng Yinuo passed the time when he had nothing to do was to sleep, read a book, and go out for a walk occasionally.

Just like now, after getting dressed, she went to the study by herself, took out a book, sat by the window and looked at it carefully, not paying much attention to the woman beside her who followed her around step by step.

During the time after she left, Feng Ziqing changed a lot.

As crazy as others said, he changed into Feng Yinuo's favorite dark clothes, and began to pour himself with strong wine to dilute the bitterness in his heart.

Her heart became more and more cold and ruthless, and she learned a lot from the demons, but the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, her brows and eyes were dark and cold, and she didn't have the slightest obedience in front of Feng Yinuo.

But now that Feng Yinuo finally came back, Feng Ziqing immediately faded away those sluggishness and gloom, and put on the silver-blue long dress that she had treasured all along, with her hair in a neat bun, her eyes flashed brightly again come light.

At this time, Feng Ziqing was sitting beside her, looking at her quietly, wishing that he was the book in her hand, and secretly thinking about how to evacuate the study room quietly.

She unconsciously frowned and was absorbed in thought. At some point, the people beside her began to look at her with one hand and looked at her with interest. They caressed the corners of their eyes, wondering what was going on in her head. something.

Feng Yinuo was pinching the book in his hand, seeing her frowned in thought, couldn't help curling her lips, and suddenly met the child's eyes again.

"Sister!"

Seeing the smile on her lips, Feng Ziqing knew that she was laughing at herself, and a piece of her earlobe suddenly burned.

"What are you thinking, so engrossed?"

Feng Yinuo smiled, raised her fingertips and pinched her almost ripe earlobes.

"...I miss my sister..."

The child next to him pursed his lips, and carefully moved closer. Then, seeing the woman's indulgent gaze, he leaned boldly on one side and lay on her lap.

Feng Yinuo laughed dumbfounded.

She wasn't annoyed at all, she just moved her body so that her head rested on her legs to lie more comfortably.Gently stroking the child's black hair with his fingertips, Feng Yinuo looked down at her bright eyes with a little joy, feeling a little helpless.

"Why are you so clingy?"

"I also like to act like a baby..."

Feng Yinuo nodded the tip of her nose.

"I've never been like this..."

Feng Ziqing bent his eyes, raised his fingertips to grab her hand, pulled it over and kissed her lightly.

"Because I have a sister."

"But sister doted on me like this, and I've never been like this before."

She raised her eyes, looked into the woman's eyes and smiled lowly.

"Sister must be responsible to me."

Seeing her like this, the woman stroked the scorching blood between her brows with her fingertips, suspicious that the tail of the cat lying on her lap was going to go up to the sky, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and nodded thoughtfully.

"It seems that I also have to find a sister."

Before he finished speaking, his fingertip was lightly bitten.

"no!"

"Oh? Why not?"

The cat, who had been docile just now, had its fur burst open, and sat up with its arms around her neck, its brows were very fierce, but its eyes were a little red.

Her cat dropped its ears aggrievedly, looked at her with red eyes, and whispered.

"I can pamper my sister, why bother to find someone else."

"How can others know Sister like me?"

As if she was getting more and more sad as she spoke, she turned her head slightly, her eyes moistened a little.

Feng Yinuo was dumbfounded, there was really nothing he could do about her, so he sighed softly and took out a veil to wipe the corners of her eyes.

"I said you have to pretend to be a little bit, why do the tears fall so fast every time?"

"Just see if sister believes it or not."

The red-eyed child was still hugging her neck, the corners of his lips were slightly drawn, allowing her to wipe his cheeks.

"Do you think I believe it or not?"

"I guess sister believed it."

Feng Ziqing narrowed her eyes with some pleasure.

Feng Yinuo glanced at her with lowered eyes, and slightly curled his lips.

"Where's your catwoman?"

Feng Yinuo put down the book carelessly, and was so troubled by her that he didn't want to read it again, but let her lie on his lap again, stroking her dark hair with his fingertips.

The daylight in the Demon Realm was rare today, and the light was scattered by the window, reflecting on the two of them, and they looked a bit peaceful.

"She was promoted. I released her a few years ago, and she is now in the Penalty Department."

"Punishment Department?"

This was unprecedented in the Demon Realm, Feng Yinuo was slightly taken aback, and then thought of the red-robed demons he saw on the street that day.

"The red-robed devil on the street that day was from the Department of Punishment?"

"Yes."

Feng Ziqing smiled slightly at her.

"The Demon Cultivator has an unbridled temperament, disobeys discipline, and often makes troubles, which is really annoying."

"I just selected some people to form the Punishment Division, which specializes in these things."

"good."

Feng Yinuo frowned slightly, and stroked her cheek with some satisfaction.

Feng Ziqing lowered his eyes, rubbed her fingertips, lay on her lap, and closed his eyes to enjoy this rare quiet time.

The restless heart has calmed down a lot.

The Demon Realm was noisy, she formed the so-called punishment department, and decorated the streets of the main area to look like the mortal world when she first saw her, just hoping that one day this person would love her and come back to have a look.

Feng Ziqing still remembered what Feng Yinuo said before the succession ceremony that he disliked the noise in the Demon Realm, so he ordered that fighting and swearing on the streets were not allowed, and all troublemakers, regardless of their origin, would be punished.

There are soft fingertips in her hair, and her elder sister has finally softened her heart and returned, and she may even be with her for a hundred years.

Feng Ziqing didn't ask for much, he was already satisfied.

"The Demon Realm is still boring after all. My sister is willing to travel the world with me, and I will live up to a hundred years."

She raised her eyes suddenly and asked softly.

The person who always pampered her just looked down at her and played with her hair when she heard the words, but shook his head helplessly.

"It's all up to you."

Feng Yinuo looked at her somewhat joyful appearance, and lowered his eyes, but a bit of cold consideration flashed in his eyes.

But after a long time, the little idiot on her lap still smiled slightly, holding her hand tightly, as if with great joy.

"Are you so happy?"

Feng Yinuo pursed her lips, letting her pinch her palm.

"How can you not be happy with what your heart desires?"

Feng Ziqing raised his eyes when he heard the words, a little light was reflected in the pupils, it was a rare brilliance.

wish...

Feng Yinuo pursed her lips, chewing carefully in her heart, but finally sighed secretly, dispelling the thoughts in her mind.

What is the difference between a century and a millennium?

When they took a small boat away from the righteous way of the Demon Realm, and wandered leisurely along the river in all corners of the world, the child beside her leaned on her, quietly watching the clouds in the sky, and suddenly said in a low voice .

"If I can be with Sister like this, a short hundred years is better than my long thousand years of loneliness."

The preciousness of time does not lie in the length, but depends on whether you can grasp it and spend every minute seriously and freely.

If there is, a hundred years is better than a thousand years.

If not, a hundred years is not as good as a few years.

Sitting next to her, the person who was fishing quietly with downcast eyes sighed, and couldn't help but smile again.

"I was still thinking about whether to erase this memory of yours when I die."

"But now, it seems that there is no need for this anymore."

Feng Yinuo put aside the fishing rod in his hand for the time being, and met Feng Ziqing's silent gaze.

"It's your life, and I can't make the decision for you."

She stretched out her fingertips and brushed the hair from the front of the forehead to the back of the ears for the child in front of her, her eyes were a little far away.

"...It turns out that sister still has this idea..."

Feng Ziqing stared at her fixedly, his expression lightened, but he couldn't bear to be annoyed at her, so he sighed helplessly.

"If Sister really does this, I will be annoyed."

"What do you want, Ah Qing?"

Feng Yinuo was not afraid, he only raised his eyebrows slightly, watching with interest the stuffy gourd he raised, pretending to be.

Feng Ziqing just said that, but she guessed a little bit.

"Sister, don't you know?"

Feng Ziqing softened her brows, blood was burning, she closed her eyes and smiled lowly.

"I am happy with Sister, I only hope that Sister knows."

"That's all?"

"That's all."

The woman wearing a hair crown and a silver-blue dress is open and clear, smiling lightly at the person she likes, with gentle eyes.

These are the words that have been entrenched for many years but have not dared to speak out, and are hidden deep in the bottom of my heart. Now I use this to speak out, without asking for anything else, I only hope that her elder sister and her sweetheart will know.

"absurd."

Her elder sister gave birth to the same appearance as hers. At this moment, her eyes were lowered slightly, and her eyelids trembled slightly, helplessly and helplessly.

She reprimanded lightly between her lips and teeth, but her brows were full of silent connivance.

Let Feng Ziqing just look at it, and his heart will soften.

The spring rains are continuous, the summer lotus is dyed with dew, the autumn leaves are red, and the winter snow melts.

The beauty of the mountains and rivers, the scenery of the sun and the moon.

How lucky to spend a hundred years together?

In the end, Feng Ziqing hugged the lifeless body in his arms, and finally couldn't help but blushed, and the corners of his lips were still slightly curved, carrying a bit of the elegant demeanor of Immortal Huanyu at the beginning.

The soft lips only fall between the eyebrows, and besides, they don't exceed half a point.

Suddenly a fire ignited in the boat, she carefully embraced the person in her arms, and slowly closed her eyes.

As life passed away, the woman murmured in a low voice.

"I am happy with you."

"Qingqing."

If there is an afterlife, I will be Yinuo, and you will be Ziqing.

I will guard you for the rest of my life and will not hurt you.

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In the next world, the Taifu who was humiliated by the empress

感谢在2021-02-0301:00:42~2021-02-0401:22:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast the mines: Xia Yi QWQ, Shirai Mikoto, Nobody Knows Gluttonous Banquet, Magic Wind 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 13 bottles of Roozemain; 10 bottles of Shanshan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!