"Has it been done?" Pingyang Zhenren asked without raising his head.

"Return to the real person, the young man has sent Young Master Yao's body back to the Wuhua Sect safely, and the wife personally organized the funeral for him." The person who replied was the servant who sent Xu Yao back to the sect.

"What did you say at that time?"

"The little one only told his wife, Mr. Yao, who died of a fight. The lady refused to believe it before and interrogated her for a while before she stopped. Before leaving, she asked me when you would go back and asked her to send you some fabrics."

"Where is her?"

"I was very sad. I stayed alone for Mr. Yao all night, and the servant said that he had cried in the cave for several days and nights, and he was so thin that he was out of shape..."

Zhenren Pingyang waved his hand and signaled that he didn't need to say anything more.

"Please carry these boxes back and send them to your wife's cave, and use them as she can. After returning, call someone to mention her example-" Pingyang hesitated and said, "Please be the wife on the same side."

"promise!"

"Real person, this thing..." The servant picked up the tray next to him, and placed a pair of knee pads in the middle, which was the pair that Xu Rui sewed that day.

Pingyang Zhenren waved.

"Wait." Suddenly he stopped the servant's movements, picked up the exquisite knee pads, and rubbed them.

"Go down."

"promise."

This Mrs. Ru was really lucky. She won the pity of the real person through this incident. It seems that the example of the wife of the same side is about to call her wife soon.

Forget it, what do you want to do so much? What does it have to do with whoever is favored or who loses favor have to do with him? Anyway, people like him can only end up being enslaved and wasted their whole life.

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"arrive."

The City Lord's Mansion is less than a foot in front of them.

This unpretentious building lives in the substantial controller of Fengming City, the Yue clan. This house looks very simple outside, not very much like the place where the rulers live. There are two monks in gray clothes standing at the door, but this lazy and lazy look does not look like a "door guard".

Before Ningxia could say anything, Zhenjun Yuanheng walked up to the two of them first and saluted the older monk.

Ningxia and He Haigong looked at each other in surprise. What character is it? Yuan Heng Zhenjun actually had to give a half tribute.

I saw Zhenjun Yuanheng said something to the other party. After a while, he turned around and waved to the two of them, signaling them to come forward.

Although this feeling of greeting the puppy is not very good, Ningxia and He Haigong still obediently passed by. Yuanheng Zhenjun also had to give a half-given gift, so they naturally had to give a big gift. Then they stood behind their elders in a regular manner as flowers.

"Old, it's been a long time since we met. It's been hundreds of years, right? You look younger than you were back then." Zhenjun Yuanheng and the old man seemed to be old acquaintances, and they were quite familiar with each other.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and the style of True Lord Yuanheng is still as good as that of the past. Unconsciously, so many years have passed. Looking back on it, it's like yesterday." The old man touched his long white beard, looking like he was recalling the glorious years of the past.

Oh, hey, she has a little tooth pain if she wants to be so literary. He Haigong also looks sore in teeth. It seems that it is not her spoiledness, but maybe they are all too young.

...

"What are these two?" After a greeting, the veteran finally discovered them.

"The disciple of the Formation Hall has not grown up yet and is a little tender. The elders are interested in guiding him." Zhenjun Yuanheng sighed as if he was "the bad disciples could not stand the look of the soldiers."

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Ningxia didn't know what He Haigong was thinking, but looking at his expression was probably as embarrassing as hers.

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Chapter 1

????????? There was a mess of noise around her, and a lot of blurry light and shadows were shaking. She felt the pain in her body, as if a pair of hands were holding her, and soon she became dark.

????????? Xiuhe probably didn't expect that this would happen after death. Her whole body could not move. The scene in front of her was blurry. She seemed to be curled up in a dry and warm place. She didn't have time to think about something deeper and fell asleep again.

??????????? After spending a long time day and night, Xiuhe often loses consciousness after less than a certain period of time. When she wakes up, she will hear hazy sounds, and someone will feed liquid food on time. It is sticky and not delicious. However, Xiuhe, who is often in a state of losing consciousness at any time, has no time to study more things.

?????????? Days passed day by day, and the vague world became clearer little by little. At first, she could think of something simply. After all, she realized that she might really die and could never go back to the world where she gave birth to her and raised her.

???????? The world is very strange now. The language that I can't understand, the hair color is freshly developed, and the person who is as exquisite as a doll... She was born in this world, but she is not a person here. Her soul was lost in her previous life.

??????????? Unlike many girls in time travel novels, she has no tragic life experience and no regrets. She has a happy family and love for her parents. She doesn’t need a chance to start over to change her destiny. She is just an ordinary ordinary girl. In fact, there is nothing wrong. She should be dead and has no choice.

????????? When she could barely use her brain and completely think about the problem that had troubled her for many days, the pain caused by excessive brain mixed with the latter's sadness afterwards broke her. She could not imagine how her parents faced the fact of losing her, and she would never see them again, and she could not live or die.

The woman who hugged her and tempted her softly looked at the crying baby lovingly. She probably wouldn't have thought about the kind of thing this little baby, who had been born more than a month, was so sad. In her eyes, she was just a child who cried because of anxiety. Who said it was not?

????????? No matter how sad the grief was, it finally smoothed out the edges and corners of time. Xiuhe grew up day by day in this other world, forming new bonds, but she greedily remembered the past and did not want to lose anyone.

?In fact, parents in this life are really good to her, gentle mother, majestic and humorous father. Although she always can't learn to speak and seems clumsy, they will still teach patiently without any disgust.

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