in love with the zerg queen

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Just when Jie Ling was immersed in depression and bewilderment, a foot flew over and precisely kicked her side face.

Jieling: "..."

She grabbed Ah Heng's feet and straightened the little girl.

After a while, she heard the little girl's earth-shattering cough.

She frowned, even in her sleep, she still pressed her heart.

Xiao Yunqi sighed helplessly, pulled up the quilt, covered her thin body, gently pulled up her arms, and put them under the quilt.

The cough gradually stopped.

She glanced sideways at the little girl beside her.

Her current appearance is quiet and gentle, reminding her of the girl with bright eyes in the daytime, who seemed to be invincible by anything, she turned her head.

The internal force in her body circulates on its own, even though she has not been guided by any martial arts practitioner, the energy that was once as thin as a silk thread is now like a rushing river, endlessly flowing in her body.

She can even control the energy flowing through her limbs according to her own will. The ends of the energy have already taken the form of tentacles. She once heard her father say that most of the internal energy of a person is stored in the dantian, which is the origin of the dantian. , only after being mobilized will it circulate and spread throughout the limbs, but hers is different. Her body is like a self-contained container, and the internal force like a torrent is turning faster and faster in the cycle. With her current state, She didn't know what state she was in now.

She looked sideways at the little girl who was sleeping peacefully beside her, and stared at the cobwebs on the ceiling with her eyes open.

Her eyesight is much better now than in the past.

She still remembers the way those gangsters looked at her.

Like looking at some monster.

Her thoughts gradually drifted away, and what she remembered was when she was young.

The memory before the age of two has been blurred, but she still remembers her mother.

It's not the aunt who she respectfully calls her mother now.

But her real mother.

Her only memory of her mother is in a dreamlike sea of ​​flowers. Those flowers are gorgeous and beautiful, and the woman who is her mother wears a silky soft dress that she has never seen in reality. The long skirt of the long skirt hangs down to the ground, and the cloak is like a transparent film that gently wraps her thin shoulders. Her lips are full and attractive bright red, her skin is snow-white, and her long hair is like a It is a flaxen color unique to people from the Western Regions. The bangs are so long that they cover her eyes. She can't see her mother's eyes, but she can see clear tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

A little girl stumbled and ran to the side of the woman, stretched out her hand, and wiped away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes. The woman gently touched the little girl's head, and there was a rare trace of tenderness. She opened her bright red lips, Facing her, said gently: "...Jie...Lin? (Ling), my daughter."

This is also the only memory she has of her mother.

In the dream, she has dependence, reluctance, and love for her mother, but more importantly—awe and admiration.

There is even a bit of fear in this awe.

"Mother..." She opened her eyes and murmured silently.

Snapped!

A small hand rested precisely on her face.

"..."

She looked at the little girl beside her who was sleeping in a daze, drooling.

Only the remaining bit of residual sadness is gone.

In the next two hours, she fully experienced what it was like to sleep with a lively fish.

She doesn't even have time to be sad.

The frisky little fish calmed down unexpectedly after she held her in her arms.

The little girl seemed to be dressed in shabby clothes, but she was obviously not one of those paupers she remembered who hadn’t bathed for several months and had lice and whites on her head like white phosphorous. Soft, as soft as boneless.

Like a big throw pillow.

The little girl's body was small due to malnutrition, and she didn't use any skill to easily confine her on the bed.

Until this moment, she was a little sleepy.

Jie Ling tilted her head and smiled silently. It turns out that what she has never forgotten is just that tenderness. Perhaps, this is also a new beginning for her.

When Ah Heng woke up, he found himself in a strange embrace.

The nose is lightly scented with soap locust.

She was in a daze for about a minute, and her screams broke through the roof: "Help, you're being molested!"

When Ah Qian ran over with disheveled clothes, she saw the well-dressed Jie Ling helplessly sitting aside, while Ah Heng stood aside in embarrassment, a little at a loss, she gave Jie Ling a guilty look: "Ah Qian Brother, I fell asleep."

After all, she showed her sparkling white teeth, and her eyes were slightly bent. She took her newly recognized young lady to the backyard to wash her face, and then brushed her teeth with a toothbrush. It is said that this toothbrush is also one of her own inventions, but it is simple to make , as long as a smooth bamboo stick is added with a small brush that is similar to foxtail but more flexible than foxtail that can be seen everywhere in Lunjian City.

She gave her new toothbrush to her sister, and watched the little sister learn to brush her teeth jerky.

She undoubtedly likes this beautiful young lady. Few of the people here have no past, and she doesn't have much desire to explore. After leading her to familiarize herself with the residence, she grabbed her sister and carefully Look closely at her appearance.

Jie Ling was stared at by her a little unnaturally, she asked: "What are you looking at?"

Ah Heng giggled and said: "Sister is too beautiful, if she goes out like this, she will be coveted by those dudes."

It is better to be mediocre than to be beautiful without the ability to protect yourself.

From a close look, she discovered that the young lady had a small mole under her left eye. It looked strangely beautiful. Ah Heng added some rags to her only clothes and the young lady's original clothes and sewed them up Make up and make a new dress again.

It's new, but it actually looks worse than the clothes in the refugee camp ==

She thickened the elder sister's eyebrows with a charcoal pencil, and then disheveled her long hair to partially cover her face.

After taking care of the bits and pieces for a while, she was satisfied and took her sister out.

She has always been sunny and cheerful in front of her adoptive father and the little friends she knows, as if she is wearing a mask and put on a beautiful and generous makeup. The pus and sores in the dark inside are carefully covered by her .

Now she looks carefree, but who knows, in the dead of night, she is lying on the bed alone, and those dark and painful memories are exposed like rotting corpses under the tide, sometimes making her Couldn't sleep all night.

So she was a little confused.

It's not that she doesn't hate, but at the bottom of this world, rigidity and integrity will only make people die early. In this world, she gradually learned to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and learned to blend in with the lower class. The rest is the sentence taught by the parents in the previous life.

To be a human being, one must be worthy of one's own conscience.

It was this that made her pick up A-Qian, whose leg was trampled and broken by a martial artist, and it was this that made her choose to send her to practice medicine when she saw the girl lying down in the alley.

In her heart, there is always a place that is soft. After being rescued by her adoptive father, she really spent a period of unexamined days. She often stayed up all night. Sometimes, she would be confused about how she should live in this world. own life.

I don't understand how the human heart can be so vicious.

Even more incomprehensible, is what they are fighting for really worth throwing away their conscience and morality?

She took her sister's hand and went out. First, she spent a few copper coins to buy some toiletries for the newly recognized sister, and then dragged her to the door of the most prosperous restaurant.

This time, she was also a little curious.

She blinked and gestured to the restaurant: "Listen."

As for matters in the martial arts world, the most well-informed places are the restaurants and gambling houses, and the Qinlou and Chu Pavilions. It is not convenient for her to go to those places, so the only place where the news is well-informed is the restaurant.

So on this day, she accompanied Ah Heng outside the restaurant and listened to gossip for half an hour.

Ah Heng has a lively personality and rarely has quiet moments with her. She held a thatch root in her mouth and discussed the latest script with her while chewing.

"Recently, the stories told in this restaurant, I am most tired of hearing, are the stories of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies." She pulled Jieling to sit on the stone bench next to her, which seemed to her as a little lady in her previous life. Very dirty behavior, she has become accustomed to doing it now, "It's the story about the general who killed a woman in front of the battle that I told yesterday, which is a bit interesting."

These words made Jie Ling's originally indifferent eyes even darker. She turned her head and asked slowly: "I haven't heard that story much, why don't you tell me?"

Ah Heng didn't notice that there was something wrong with Jie Ling's eyes. She told the story happily, and finally asked: "Many people think that the girl in the story should die, but I always think that she is a general." How did the girl fall into the hands of the enemy? Moreover, even if an innocent girl could not be saved for the sake of the entire war, why did so many people come to criticize the dead girl? After all, she did nothing wrong. "

But in many stories, what people love to hear the most is that apart from heroic sacrifices and scheming, they are more about stealing incense and jade, and jade is flawed. As the saying goes, the tiger father and dog daughter, just like the general who surrendered to the enemy before the battle, all end miserably in the end .

The little girl sighed: "Sometimes, I always feel that I don't understand the world."

Jie Ling listened to the whole story calmly, with a cold arc on the corner of her mouth.

She looked into the distance calmly.

Obviously she should feel distressed, but she rationally analyzed the whole story as if she was listening to a story that had nothing to do with her: "In everyone's eyes, that girl is the greatest if she didn't go to death unyieldingly." Shameless."

She smiled.

What Ah Heng felt from it was unavoidable sadness.

She held the young lady's hand and shook her head slightly: "Let's go."

"Don't listen?"

"Already heard."

She looked at Ah Heng with puzzled eyes.

Ah Heng didn't make a fool of herself, she walked on the street with her newly recognized sister, and explained: "Just now in the restaurant, what did you hear?"