Her Majesty the Queen

Ling Xiamo felt a headache and looked at the person in front of him strangely.That-that--isn't it Xiao Poxiao? ? ?

Before, she had used his body—an unbearable memory.But what about now?Himself?Why does she have a subtle feeling when she looks at him! ?At this time, she saw a vast grassland.The two confronted each other with swords in hand.

"Why, you are the one who betrayed me." The sword in Xuewei's hand broke in two, and she fell down.

"No——" Xiao Poxiao rushed to her side, hugged her body, pulled off her veil tremblingly, and secretly sent internal force to her with the other hand, trying to keep her pulse. "It's not like that, I didn't betray you. We hooked our fingers and agreed not to fight. I didn't know it was you—"

Xuewei stared at the distant sky, tears fell down.She thought in her heart——'In the next life, we will be together. '

"Don't—" A sorrowful voice pierced the sky, Xiao Poxiao watched her vomit a big mouthful of blood in his arms, his eyes lost their luster, he seemed to be sucked out of all his strength, and sat there blankly.It was raining heavily.Xiao Poxiao hugged Xuewei tightly, and said to himself: "No matter when, I will never let you be alone." In the rain, he listened to the memories alone.

Ling Xiamo didn't know why, but also shed tears.She could even see some of the things that were recalled in his mind at that time.

moon night. "Will we be together forever?" Xuewei said with a smile to Xiao Poxiao.Xiao Poxiao hugged her and murmured: "Of course. No matter what time it is, I will never let you be alone."

"Then shall I marry you?"

"What do you say?"

"Hehe. Daddy said that I must marry the person he chooses."

"I'll let him choose mine."

"Xuewei likes you the most." She snuggled into his arms.

"I love you."

The next day, Xuewei opened her eyes and saw Xiao Poxiao smiling at her. "Shall I take you home?" Xiao Poxiao said.Xuewei nodded obediently.He and she went to the prime minister's mansion hand in hand.

"Bastard! A lady from a great family doesn't come home at night!" The Prime Minister roared very angrily. "How decent!"

"I will marry Ling Ai gracefully." Xiao Poxiao said standing in front of Xuewei.

"Oh, don't be angry." The prime minister's wife said aside. "It's not like you don't know that Xuewei was originally a wild child you picked up outside, and she can do whatever she wants. Anyway, I still have Xuefeng's precious son."

"Tsk! When is it your turn to interrupt when I'm talking!?" The prime minister slapped the table and shouted.

Xue Feng was walking in from the outside, tugged Xue Wei, pulled her to his side, looked at Xiao Po Xiao and said, "Are you coming to snatch my girl again?"

"She was never yours." Xiao Poxiao looked at Xuefeng coldly.

"I watched her grow up, what are you? Are you okay to find fault?" Xue Feng pressed his sword, with an expression of going to war.

Xuewei looked at them and said softly, "Brother. I'm back."

Xue Feng was startled, let go of the hand holding the sword, turned his head and said, "Oh."

"I will come again." Xiao Poxiao looked at the Prime Minister seriously and said.After finishing speaking, his eyes fell softly on Xuewei, and then he reluctantly left.

"Darling, you're finally back." The prime minister's wife happily pushed Xuewei away, and squeezed to his side to ask for his warmth.

"Did you go to the brothel again and come back?" The prime minister's crowd was covered in snow.

"Why are you like this? He is your own son. He is not an outsider!"

"Even if Xuewei is not relative, she is still my daughter. She still wants to add to my great achievements! I have already made up my mind that I want her to be the imperial concubine!"

Xuewei lowered her head, and because of her, her father and mother quarreled.Xue Feng remained silent, pulling her out of the hall.Xuewei staggered a few steps, almost fell, and said sadly: "Can I not practice today?"

"No." Xue Feng said without stopping. "You have to practice your sword. Until one day, you surpass me, and I won't force you anymore."

"You—" Xuewei couldn't keep up with his footsteps, fell down, stood up by herself, and said. "Do you hate me that much?"

"—Mmm." Xue Feng looked at her for a long time before saying.

"Hehe." Xuewei looked at him sadly. "Okay, practice sword." She still feels uncomfortable because of being hated, no matter how many times she was injured in Xuefeng's sharp swordsmanship, she didn't necessarily feel so uncomfortable.Practicing swords with him was like a life-and-death fight, and she was always scarred.She knew that her father and mother didn't like her, no matter how close she was in front of outsiders, in fact, she couldn't feel the warmth.

"You are not in good condition today." Xuefeng's sword pointed directly at her heart and stopped.

"Why do people say that the day I was brought back when I was ten years old was covered in blood? Do you remember?" Xue Feng was five years older than her.She is now 16 years old.

"You grew up in Langling. That's why," Xue Feng swung at her with a palm of Qigong. "One day, you will be swallowed by some darkness. It's a good thing sometimes if you don't remember. You have to become stronger and restrain the darkness."

"Ahem." Xuewei vomited blood, tried to stand up but couldn't.

"I—hate you the most." He said, leaving her alone and leaving the yard.Xuewei looked at the trees in the yard, gently fluttering some leaves, and the leaves fell gently.A leaf that falls to the ground never returns to the tree.