MTL - Quick Transmigration: Fate Trading System-Chapter 18 Days and Nights of Hua Kui 18
How long was fourteen years? It was so long before Su Xin could understand what Qu Feiqing expressed in a moment, and they were so familiar with each other.
When Su Xin and Qu Feiqing met, Su Xin was sixteen, young and lush, and tender and capable of spitting out water. Qu Feiqing was twenty-three, full of vigor and brilliance, exuding vigorous spirit and unstoppable momentum.
Time passed slowly, and Qu Feiqing began to grow old, and she began to panic.
No one can afford it. Everyone can't win years.
She and her lover are seven years old. When she was in a woman's mature period, charming and charming, her lover was young, but when Su Xin grew into a beautiful flower, she was already getting old.
However, this faint worry was not worth mentioning in the face of the great changes, and Qu Fei stayed beside Su Xin's bed lightly and pale.
[Host, if you are not saved, according to the severity of the injury, you will die in ten minutes. 】
Fourteen issued a verdict in Susin's mind.
The scroll cried at the foot of the bed, but did not dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Su Xin.
It happened suddenly, but it was indeed a long-planned murder.
"I should have killed him long ago. I shouldn't keep him and let him take over my position in the future. I didn't expect him to act like this."
Qu Fei gnashed his teeth and said that his tone was full of hatred.
Qu Feiqing did not expect that Qu Xingchen would bite her back, and bite so hard and so deeply, that she was in the middle of her weakness, so that she had no chance to save it.
Qu Xingchen has changed from the immature child to the young and handsome boy Lang now. He has performed well. After his father died, he was sad for a while. After a while, it was like nothing happened at all. It's the same thing. He even dismissed his father's death in front of his aunt, and considered his father's character very weak.
At that time, Qu Feiqing only had this child with a bad heart and could bear heavy responsibility.
Unexpectedly, he hid the hatred so deeply, it can be said that he bears humiliation and planned for 14 years.
"Qu Feiqing, I will let you taste it too, and lose your dear and sweet taste."
Qu Xingchen prepared with two hands, one for the front and the other for the harem. The front failed, but it didn't matter. Su Xin succeeded there.
Qu Xingchen has been close to Su Xintao for more than ten years. Even if Su Xin at that time had doubts, he did not expect that he would suddenly shoot now.
The weapon penetrated the heart and was not saved.
"You will be fine."
Qu Fei held Su Xin's hand lightly.
"Cure her."
Qu Feiqing's expression was terrifying and he looked at the doctor holding the medical box.
"Your Majesty, grief, there is nothing he can do."
The Taiyi shivered with a bowed waist, and said with a trembling tone.
"Get out, get out!"
Qu Feiqing knew that he was suppressing his emotions.
The scroll was kneeling and refused to leave, and Qu Fei was too lazy to care about her.
"It will be fine."
Qu Feiqing delivered internal force to Su Xin's body, and wanted to warm the cold hand in his hand.
"Not light, I'm leaving."
"To shut up."
Qu Feiqing was out of control. She even looked at Su Xin begging.
"Don't go okay."
"Sorry."
Su Xin rarely said sorry, but this time she said, sincerely.
"You said you would stay with me forever, you can't lie to me."
"I really have to go."
Susin was already struggling to speak and his voice was low.
"Not light, I'm so cold and it hurts."
"Not light, I'm really sorry."
I'm really sorry, I haven't been with you forever.
According to his estimate, she could stay with her for another ten years.
Ten years, very long.
Su Xin did not speak again, and Qu Fei held her lightly.
"Don't you want to go out before? How about I take you out after you're fine this time."
"I'll show you one of the most beautiful places in Qu Liuguo."
"Not light ..."
Su Xin finally screamed and closed her eyes.
Qu Feiqing's expression froze and trembled, put her finger under Su Xin's nose, and probed her breath.
Susin is dead.
She really left and won't be back again.
A depressed roar rang from the palace, and the listener was panicked and heartbroken, giving birth to many sorrows.
Su Xin lost her consciousness for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, she appeared in the white space.
Fourteenth Lord, she must be very sad.
[After the host mission is completed, after deducting all consumption, the real world life span is ten months, the freezing sleep is released, and the real world returns. 】
Su Xin opened her eyes, at Qiu Qing's home.
Su Xin got out of bed and washed her face, looking at her face in the bathroom mirror.
The mirror is smooth. It is a modern glass mirror. It is not a brass mirror that is not clear in ancient times.
The face that should have been so familiar to me was now a little strange.
After all, she traveled for the past fifteen years and met the person for fourteen years, so long.
[Please host to enjoy your time, and you will be notified when there is task fourteen. 】
it is good.
"Pan Wai-the world after leaving"
Su Xin's body lost temperature little by little in Qu Feiqing's arms.
Qu Feiqing hugged Su Xin silently, and lowered his head and buried his head in Su Xin's arms.
The book stumbled and clumped up, and tried to touch Su Xin, but was pushed away by Qu Fei.
"roll."
Qu Feiqing stood up, hugged Su Xinda horizontally, and went out.
The scrolls covered her face and wept, and they were no different now.
Although one is an emperor over ten thousand people, and the other is a humble niece, the scroll does not now feel that Qu Feiqing is better than her. It is just as pitiful because one died.
Qu Feiqing took Su Xin to the dungeon, where Qu Xingchen was held.
Qu Xingchen was tied to the torture rack. Somebody brought a chair for Qu Feiqing, and Qu Feiqing sat Su Xinfu on it.
"Good, I punish him for you."
Qu Fei kissed Su Xin's lips with a gentle expression.
The jailers in the jaws all bowed their heads, afraid to watch the scene.
Your Majesty may be crazy.
Qu Xingchen showed a successful smile to Qu Feiqing, even though he was now scarred.
"Aunt, you gave it to me, and my nephew gave it back to you."
Qu Fei looked down at the torture device next to him, and the tenderness in the corner of his mouth turned into a gloomy cold light.
The screams were endless, and the tortured veteran in the prison could not help numb the scalp.
Qu Feiqing was torturing Qu Xingchen, but he did not let him die. He drew a sigh of relief, called the Taiyi to give Qu Xingchen treatment.
Qu Feiqing was sitting in a chair hugging Su Xin and touching her hair.
"She is dead."
Qu Xingchen's face had been destroyed. He raised his head and spit out this sentence, smiling like a ghost.
"The widow doesn't want to hear his voice."
The doctor knew, and gave Qu Xingchen a dumb person.
Widows ... Solitary widows.
Qu Xingchen is still dead, but died late by Qu Fei Qingling.
The ministers were present at the time of the sentence, and some people sweared that Qu Feiqing was impertinent to the emperor, damaging the relatives, and would be condemned.
Qu Fei looked at the man coldly, and everything he said was bloody.
"Since you think so, you'll go to **** with him."
For the emperor? Qu Xingchen killed Su Xin, but it was not enough to let him die 10,000 times, and thousands of knives could not solve the hatred of his heart.
Mutilation Ever since she ascended the throne, killing her father and brother, are she afraid of killing her nephew?
Condemnation? Qu Feiqing did not believe her life, but when she met Su Xin, she began to believe again.
Is it because of God's arrangement, so she met Su Xin.
Isn't she too brutal, so God made her suffer like this.
On the day Su Xin was buried, Qu Feiqing changed her clothes. Regardless of everyone's opposition, she let Su Xin bury the emperor's tomb and wrote Su Xin's name on the royal family tree.
In the eyes of others, Qu Feiqing and Su Xin are strange women.
Qu Feiqing came out of Lenggong Palace, and ascended to the throne as a young woman. His methods were brutal and brutal. His uncle killed his brother and forced his brother to death.
Su Xin cleared from an unnamed youth building, climbed to the bed of the empress of another country, and finally entered the ancestral temple of other people and entered the family tree.
He Yunshu knew about the death of Su Xin, and in the capital far from Li Suxin, a tear shed.
I saw them in these fourteen years, and they met three times. He Yunshu knew that Su Xin was doing well, so she was relieved, she ignored the weird and astringent feeling in her heart, and blessed Su Xin with a smile, and she had her own man beside her.
But now that Su Xin is dead, He Yunshu feels a bit empty in her heart.
"Why are you crying?"
The man gently wiped her tears.
He Yunshu shook his head and said a word.
"I just thought about it before."
In the past, the appearance of a young girl, a beautiful girl who first met in another world, took a look down the street, and it will never be forgotten.
Qu Fei buried Su Xin lightly, and the scroll went to guard the tomb.
All the brothers and sisters died and got married, and it was only Qu Feiyan who got close.
At first, the woman with a very low laugh was matured by time, she was already the mother of several children.
Qu Feiqing asked the boss to come from Qu Fei's child and began to teach him carefully.
She taught the child the art of imperialism, the way of the emperor.
Qu Xiling felt that her aunt was a good emperor, although many people thought she was cruel and violent.
Qu Xiling also felt that his aunt seemed to be alive now, but seemed to be dead.
"As an emperor, the widow has to tell you that you must be judged and judged, not the woman."
"As your aunt, the widow wants to tell you that the things you like must be in your hand, or you will regret it."
"The lesson of the widow, weeding must be eradicated."
If she had not relented and killed Qu Xingchen, maybe Su Xin would not have left her.
She doesn't have to be what she is now, and she is boundless and lonely.
When Qu Feiqing was about to learn from Qu Xiling, he let go and was nostalgic.
That person is very ambitious. If I don't stay with her, I'm afraid she will forget me.
I was most afraid that she forgot me.