Chapter 1 Murder

Style: Fantasy Author: leisurely south chrysanthemumWords: 2279Update Time: 24/01/18 15:48:27
"Come quickly, girl Xin jumped into the lake and committed suicide."

Su Yixin wanted to open her mouth to call for help, but the cold lake water mixed with sand poured into her nasal cavity, irritating her lungs.

My originally chaotic mind suddenly became much clearer.

She swam up desperately, only to find that her feet were being pulled down forcefully.

Just when she was hoping for luck to get rid of the person who was holding her back, her Dantian was completely empty and her body bones were extremely weak.

Only then did he remember that he was fighting with someone and was plotted against him. Unwilling to die unjustly, he blew up his Dantian and died with that person.

Is she wearing it?

Holy shit, in this situation, I was murdered just after time travel!

Su Yixin was good at water, so she held her breath and struggled with the man.

However, the person hiding in the water was a strong man. With her current body, she was no match at all, and he quickly choked her.

Su Yixin rolled her eyes and fainted with extreme unwillingness.

"He's been rescued. He's been rescued. Everyone, please get out of the way and make room."

"You're still angry. From the Ergen family, hurry up and invite Zhang Langzhong."

"Erlang Gu, go to the private school and call your eldest brother back."

"Why is Miss Xin so stubborn? Even if she doesn't want to be the child bride of the Gu family, there's no need to seek death!"

"Who says it's not the case? I heard that when girl Xin came to Wangjiacun, she already had a sweetheart, but that person had already made a marriage arrangement a few days ago."

"Do you think Girl Xin jumped into the lake because she couldn't think about it anymore?"

"..."

Noisy discussions and chaotic footsteps poured into Su Yixin's ears when she was drowsy. The memories belonging to this body also impacted Su Yixin's brain.

Before she could recover, she felt someone was holding her on her shoulders, her head was upside down, and her back was slapped so hard that she spat several times, and then she was put down again.

"Ahem."

Su Yixin struggled to open her eyes, her vision was still a little blurry, and she saw figures constantly moving in front of her eyes.

The nearest woman was a woman in her early twenties. Her skin was sallow, her face was fleshless, her forehead was protruding and her eyes were deep. She was a typical widow. Because of her round and thick nose and clean and clear eyes, she was a rare loyal and kind person. man of.

She half-hugged herself, with a distressed expression on her face.

"Wake up, wake up, Widow Liu, girl Xin, wake up."

The woman holding herself heard her mother-in-law's cry and carefully moved Su Yixin to make herself more comfortable.

"Girl Xin, why can't you think about it and jump into the lake? The Gu family is poor, but as long as you work hard, life will get better."

Widow Liu said.

"Your sweetheart has already made an appointment to get married, and the two of them are completely divorced. It is true to live a good life, and don't think about the things that are there and not." This woman looks familiar, but I can't remember her name.

"Sihai family, what are you talking about? What are you talking about? Girl Xin just woke up." Widow Liu scolded.

The status of women in the Song Dynasty was not low. Women could remarry after divorce or divorce. Song Renzong's second queen was Heli's wife, but this did not include those who did not abide by women's ethics.

Whether this woman spoke like this was really for Su Yixin's benefit or something else, only she knew in her heart.

The scolded woman pursed her lips, rolled her eyes and hummed: "...it's true, let's not let anyone talk about it! I am a widow, but it's not bad luck to meddle in other people's affairs."

Su Yixin was rescued, and everyone couldn't help talking. Some were concerned, and some were adding insult to injury to watch the show.

He did not stop the two people from quarreling.

Su Yixin, who was already weak, didn't lift it up in one breath and pouted it over again.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already dark outside. She moved her fingers and found something in her hand.

Looking down, I saw the hand of a little girl.

She was probably about two years old, wearing two small buns, curled up next to her, with tears on her face, and she was sleeping soundly.

Su Yixin remembered that this was the youngest girl of the Gu family, named Gu Qingming, who just turned two years old last month.

Next to the bed is the second eldest son of the Gu family, Gu Qingxi, who is seven years old this year.

At this time, my head was getting sleepy little by little.

The original husband, the eldest son of the Gu family, is named Gu Qingjue. He is twelve years old and has already gone to private school.

It seems that I was pregnant with a child last year.

Su Yixin raised her eyes and looked at the room. The house was good, made of blue bricks, and very spacious, but there was no decent furniture. Su Yixin remembered that the Gu family was originally well off, but they spent all their money treating Fan. savings.

Nowadays, this house is the only one left who is poor.

Su Yixin silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood.

Even if she is a 22nd century metaphysic master, she is dressed as a village girl and carries two oil bottles. Even if she has two oil bottles, she is still a child bride with no freedom.

Oh my God, you are playing with me!

When Su Yixin was depressed, the door opened with a creak.

A tall and tall young man walked in with an expressionless face. He was wearing a half-worn dark blue gown. His facial features were not fully grown yet, but he already had extraordinary appearance.

Su Yixin thought that given time, this young man would grow up to "bring disaster to the country and the people."

This young man is Su Yixin's fiancé Gu Qingjue.

"Now that you're awake, drink the medicine yourself."

Gu Qingjue spoke up, interrupting Su Yixin's reverie. Only then did she notice that Gu Qingjue was holding a bowl in his hand, and the medicine in the bowl was still steaming.

Su Yixin smelled it and found it was a medicine to dispel wind and cold.

She had been soaking in the water for a long time, and when it suddenly turned warm but then cold, she was easily infected with wind and cold.

Su Yixin didn't show any pretense, she took the bowl and tilted her neck up, taking a sip.

Gu Qingjue took the bowl, hesitated to speak, glanced at Su Yixin, but said nothing, turned around and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Su Yixin curled her lips.

She thought Gu Qingjue would ask her something, but she didn't expect to be so calm and silent.

She still didn't have much strength in her body, and she didn't think about how to tell Gu Qingjue. It would be better not to ask.

Su Yixin lay on the bed, thinking that Gu Qingjue would not come again.

Unexpectedly, less than half an hour later, Gu Qingjue came in with a bowl of porridge.

The porridge was not very thick, but there were red dates in it. It was sweet and delicious after a sip. Su Yixin was very hungry, but she only drank a small amount before stopping and placing the bowl on the edge of the bed.

She already has the memory of the original owner.

Knowing that this family is very poor, it is almost impossible to open the pot.

The reason Gu Qingjue was able to attend a private school was because Gu Qingjue's father and mother gave him a tutor when they were still alive.

In this situation, it is very rare to have a bowl of white rice porridge with red dates.

She couldn't finish the drink and had to save it for the two younger ones.

"There's still some in the pot. When they wake up tomorrow morning, I'll heat it up for them to eat."

When Gu Qingjue said this, Su Yixin became rude.

She was already hungry, so how could she fill up the half bowl of porridge? The bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out, as clean as if it had been washed.

"Want more?"

Su Yixin shook her head. She was still weak and couldn't eat too much.

Gu Qingjue took the bowl and did not go out this time. Instead, he put the bowl on the low table aside. He sat on a small wooden pillar not far from the bed and looked at her with burning eyes.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"