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    On the sandy Sahara Desert, a group of donkey friends spontaneously organized to explore here. Who knows, after walking for many days, they found that they were trapped in the vast desert.

    There is a piece of yellow sand, and it is impossible to see the edge at a glance. The sun at noon was extraordinarily hot. With a wooden stick in hand, Zhao Qian walked step by step in the scalding yellow sand. Three days later, it was still the same, "God, can't you show me a clear path? I'm dying of thirst. ." Sighing to the sky, her violent temper came up again.

    In the distant horizon, a rainbow blew up, and Zhao Qian's eyes were about to pop out. Behind the rainbow, the faint pavilions, carved beams and painted pillars, were like a painting, almost blinding her eyes. , sea, mirage?"

    The wind roared, burying her last voice.

    The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing softly. Zhao Zixuan sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, with one hand on his head, "Hey," he sighed and changed his hand, "Hey" and continued to sigh.

    "Ning Chun, how did I die?" Thinking that what he said was wrong, he shook his head, "I mean, how did I get hurt."

    "Miss, you've asked many times. It's jumping into a river. That day, Miss Rui was refuted by King Rui and jumped into a river in a fit of rage." Ning Chun carefully looked at the changes on Zhao Qian's face, for fear that she would be mentioned in a careless manner. The pain point, these few days, as long as she talks about this, the whole face of her young lady's face turns dark.

    Waste, will you jump into the river if you lose face? Thinking about her, Zhao Qian has never blushed since the first grade of elementary school, how could she jump into a river because of this, the owner of this body seems to be the kind of delicate and expensive daughter, God doesn't have long eyes, how can she let her? She has transmigrated to such a waste. After that, she will not be laughed to death, but what should I do now? It's been a few days, and it seems that she can't go back at all. She still believes that she has transmigrated. Days, I asked for a few days.

    "Miss, you can't think about it any longer. You danced once, woke up and danced again. Who doesn't know about you in the entire capital?" Ning Chun held on to the handkerchief and muttered endlessly.

    As soon as she woke up that day, Zhao Zixuan was so angry. God didn't have long eyes, so she lost her way in the desert. She saw a mirage and traveled to this country of Xuanyuan. There is no history, not even a textual evidence. Listen to it again. , the original owner of the body died because of being humiliated, and his face was dull. It's just that she wanted to go back with all her heart, so she carried her skirt and hurried to Weiyang Lake, no matter how people came to see her, she jumped down with a "swoosh".

    Ning Chun stood on the shore, her throat was broken, and her tears were dried up. Just when Zhao Zixuan thought she was going to die, who knows, a vigorous and powerful arm suddenly grabbed her, opened her eyes, whoever he was, and pushed hard, it was with the idea of ​​dying, whoever came Bad luck. That person is also a stubborn person, holding her tightly but not letting go.

    Under the water, it was a tossing of life and death. On the shore, there were bursts of exclamations. Ning Chun shouted loudly, "Miss." The people around him started talking again. It seemed that this third young lady really didn't want to live.

    The man finally pulled Zhao Zixuan ashore, both of them were out of breath, Ning Chun looked at their young lady, but didn't pay attention to the life-saving hero around him.

    Zhao Zixuan threw a knife in his eyes, glared at the man fiercely, his mind was stunned, he dragged Ning Chun and left. In the past few days, it has been a lot quieter, and he is no longer looking for life, but the whole person is listless.

    Zhao Zixuan rubbed her head that was about to split, this girl is good everywhere, just this mouth, it's endless all day. "Ning Chun, shut up, your young lady is going to die, because you forced her to die."

    Ning Chun pursed his lips and brought out a copper basin with half a basin of water in it. He was walking down the three steps outside the house when a voice suddenly sounded outside the door. Ning Chun seemed to have a guilty conscience. Staggering, the basin in his hand flew out in an instant and landed on Zhao Zixuan's head.

    Ning Chun hurriedly covered her face and looked at Zhao Zixuan's slowly turning white face through her fingers.

    The master of the voice outside the door let out a burst of chuckles, but it pulled back the thoughts of the master and servant. Looking out the door together, who is that? Zhao Zixuan looked at the few people who poured in, and laughed at the dazzling, dazzling gauze and thin skirts, interlaced with pink and red.

    [To tell the truth, recently I have been using Mimi to read and read books to keep up with updates, switch sources, and read aloud tones. www.mimiread.com is available for Android and Apple. 】

    Zhao Zixuan didn't know her, but Ning Chun was not confused. She ran up to her side and said in a low voice, "Miss Zhao Xiu, the people behind her are her friends, and they are also all the officials."

    Hearing this, Zhao Zixuan glanced at those people, "Give me something to wipe, and see what I look like." Even though she was unlucky and choked with cold water, Zhao Zixuan felt that when she came here, she had been walking with bad luck all the time. , No matter how good her temper is, she has been polished off, not to mention that she has a bad temper.

    Zhao Xiu looked at Zhao Zixuan, not only did she not panic when she saw her, she was not afraid, but with that look and tone, she didn't take her seriously at all, and her heart was full of anger, "Zhao Zixuan, what is your attitude? You are a little concubine. Dare to make trouble here," Zhao Xiu said with anger on her face, the more she looked at Zhao Zixuan, the more angry she became.

    Ning Chun just came out with a piece of dry cloth and handed it to Zhao Zixuan. Seeing Zhao Xiu's domineering appearance, she subconsciously shivered. It's not good. Now her young lady's temper is extremely hot, and the eldest lady doesn't know it yet. , I'm afraid this will change today.

    Zhao Zixuan took the dry cloth handed over by Ning Chun and wiped her hair. The more she listened to Zhao Xiu's words, the more angry she became. She threw the cloth on the ground, pointed at her and shouted, "What are you arguing about, what are you arguing about? You're all right? Run here to scream, I haven't said anything yet, but you started first, what happened to the prostitute?"

    Zhao Xiu is the daughter-in-law of the mansion, so she would sneer at Zhao Zixuan when she has nothing to do on weekdays. Today is the same as before, but who knows, the flood washed the Dragon King Temple and met Zhao Qian who came from across. For a while, she was actually frightened by her aura. She turned to look at the others, but she couldn't help herself. She was a dignified daughter, so how could Zhao Zixuan frighten her. With his hands on his hips, he changed from the girly appearance of the past, and pointed at Zhao Zixuan and cursed, "Zhao Zixuan, you are so bold, I..."

    Before she could finish her words, she heard a crisp "pop", and Zhao Zixuan's slap could not wait to stick to her face, "What a concubine, what a concubine, I have always been very courageous. "After finishing speaking, he looked at the people behind Zhao Xiu, all of them had turned pale, as if she was a monster, Zhao Zixuan.

    The maid who did not know who was outside the door hurried in and shouted, "No, the prince is here, the prince is here." (To be continued)

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