Chapter 1 The person in the mirror is not her It’s the end of February, but spring is late.
The sharp spring breeze brought panicked noises in the distance, and the smoke and blood seemed to be blowing at the tip of her nose, but Gillian had never been calmer before, even though Wei Xuanzhi was pacing back and forth in front of her, getting more and more nervous. The more anxious she gets, the more anxious she gets, but it doesn't affect her at all.
With a "clang", the door of the room was pushed open, and Chang's servant who was close to Wei Xuanzhi rushed in, his face as pale as paper. Without waiting for a salute, he said quickly, "Your Majesty, the general guarding the palace gate has surrendered." , now the palace door has been opened, Xue Thief is about to enter the palace, let's..." Run away quickly!Before he could say the last three words, he was kicked in the chest. He stumbled and fell to the ground, his chest hurt, and he could no longer speak.
Wei Xuanzhi didn't look favorably at him, and turned to look behind him. His eyes met Gillian who was sitting on the chair. His resentment was immediately ignited, and he rushed forward with scarlet eyes, "You bitch, it's all you, actually Together with Thief Xue, he plotted to steal my kingdom. What kind of enchanting soup did you pour into him? How could he do this for you when he was clearly abandoned by you?"
Wei Xuanzhi's hand has already pinched Gillian's neck. That slender and well-proportioned place, as if it was carefully carved from the finest white jade, was once his favorite place, but it was also so fragile that it seemed as if it could be broken by pinching it. Delicate flower stems.
Gillian just raised her eyes, which were like dead water, and looked at him, without any emotion in them.
However, Wei Xuanzhi clearly saw his distorted face and ferocious expression through her eyes, with skin as smooth as gelatin under his fingers. His hand loosened slightly around her slender neck, and he turned to gently caress her beautiful face. "Yes, for such a stunning beauty, I would devote all my life to you, let alone Xue Thief? Jiaojiao, tell me, how many cities can I get in exchange for you and Xue Thief?"
This time, Gillian finally reacted, Yao snorted slightly, and Yan's lips curled up in a mocking arc.
Wei Xuanzhi frowned and hesitated. Before he could ask anything, his hands felt cold and he lowered his eyes to see - there was a spot on the back of his hand that was bright red, the color of blood.
He suddenly raised his eyes and saw the blood dripping from the corners of Gillian's lips. The scarlet red contrasting with her porcelain white skin was shocking.
"What's wrong with you? What did you eat? What did you eat?" Wei Xuazhi's eyes suddenly burst and he asked in shock.
Gillian curled up her red lips and smiled, a smile she hadn't seen in a long was too late... She drank a bottle of poison that could be fatal in just one drop, and it was enough to burn her lungs out in half an hour.
Wei Xuanzhi suddenly understood something, and in a daze, there were tears in his eyes, "Why? I love you, you know, I really love you... Why... you were clearly the one who didn't want to marry him in the first place..." "
"He is a truly righteous hero, but I am not worthy of it!" Gillian spoke for the first time today, her usual clear voice was hoarse and weak, but every word pierced Wei Xuan's heart.
"Is he a hero? They are all trying to seize the country, who is nobler than who?" He stared at her with his eyes fixed.
Gillian was tired and had no energy to argue with him anymore. She just closed her eyes gently with a smile on her lips.
But that smiling flower had said everything. Wei Xuanzhi twisted his face, stretched out his hand to pinch her neck again, this time with all his strength, "In that case, you can go with me! No matter what, I will I love Jiaojiao, and walking with Jiaojiao will save me a lot of regrets..."
The poison penetrated her marrow, and Gillian was in a trance, but it was still uncomfortable to have someone strangle her neck. She struggled instinctively, her breath gradually weakened, but her heart felt relieved... This stale life could finally be nice! In a daze, there was a faint noise, and the force on her neck suddenly became lighter. She didn't know what happened, but she felt that the long-lost air rushed into her throat again. Wei Xuanzhi seemed to be pulled away, and she But he had no strength left and fell to the ground slumped.
so tired!She forced her eyes open, and the light from the door shone into this dark world. A tall figure wearing armor stood on the wind outlet. The sunlight spread behind him, making his whole body seem to be glowing with halo, against the light. The outline fell into Gillian's increasingly blurry vision, and she couldn't see it clearly even at the moment when it completely sank into darkness, but she knew that it was him who was pair of eyes were dimly visible in the black mist, long, narrow, and deep, like dark jade, warm and moist, but with a hint of coldness, cold and sharp.
Xue Lin, Xue Rongyu.
Chest cramps hit her, and Gillian suddenly let out a short scream in her sleep, and suddenly opened her eyes...
"Jiaojiao!"
"Good girl!" "Sister! Are you awake?"
His thoughts were still in chaos, and there were several noises in his ears.
Gillian turned her eyes blankly, and was frightened by the big faces in front of her eyes.
"You're awake now, why is this little face so white? Are you really scared, or is the fever still lingering?" As the woman spoke, she couldn't help but reach out and touch her forehead, but Gillian hadn't reacted yet. , has been touched.
"Good girl, do you still feel uncomfortable in any way? Are you hungry? Dad asked someone to simmer the bird's nest on the stove for you. Let them bring it to you! Go, go quickly and bring the bird's nest!" The handsome middle-aged man with a beautiful beard said with a smile, turned around and shouted loudly.
"Why are my sister's eyes so straight? Let's find a doctor to take a look!" The young handsome man gently slapped the folding fan in his palm and looked at her with a worried look on his face.
"There's no fever!" the woman wondered.
"You must be hungry!" The uncle said firmly.
"We still need to call a doctor!" The young master unfolded the folding fan in his hand.
"The doctor just said that as long as he wakes up, there will be no serious problem. There is no need to take more medicine. It is only three parts of the medicine that is poisonous. I think it is better to get up and move around. I am not that delicate."
"I told you that I'm not energetic because I'm hungry. Ask them to bring the bird's nest. If that doesn't work, get ten more white-flour steamed buns."
"If we don't invite a doctor, why don't we invite a mage to take a look? If my sister is like this, she must be possessed by an evil spirit, right?"
"You have just been possessed. Have you ever cursed your sister like this?"
Chirping, those sounds rushed into her ears and rushed into her mind, making Gillian's already confused head buzzing non-stop. She frowned and subconsciously screamed, "Stop!" She was obviously Jiaorou. Her voice seemed to have the power to intimidate the three armies, causing a sudden silence in the noisy room. Three people with three faces and six eyes looked at her blankly.
Gillian clasped her hands tightly under the quilt, took a deep breath, and tried to speak as calmly as possible, "I'm still a little sleepy and want to sleep a little longer."
The room was quiet for a moment again. Just as the two men, one old and one young, were about to speak, they were silenced by the woman's eyes. The woman smiled softly and said, "Jiaojiao, if you want to sleep, you can sleep for a while. Mom, I'll take a moment." I'll see you again." Then they glared, and the two men didn't dare to speak. They turned back three times and reluctantly went out.
The door closed with a creak, and the voices outside were muffled. Several people walked away while talking, and everything fell silent.
Gillian couldn't lie down any longer, so she lifted the quilt, jumped off the couch, and went straight to the dressing table placed under the window in the face was reflected in the makeup mirror, and memories that were so long ago that they were blurred slowly emerged. The person in the mirror had a pale face and straight person in the mirror is not her.
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