Queen of Substitute marriage: the king is too black-hearted - Chapter 1349

It has been two days since his rebirth, and Sima Jingxuan has finally passed his God.

He thought he was dead, but he unexpectedly came back to life and returned to the age of sixteen.

Such incredible things will happen to me.

However, Sima Jingxuan was soon excited, because according to the current development, he would see Mencius soon.

Sima Jing thought it was a blessing from heaven. He knew that he missed his regret all his life, so he gave him another chance to make up for it.

This time, in any case, he will not let the tragedy of his previous life repeat itself in Mencius.

The day when he saw her was getting closer and closer, Sima Jingxuan could not bear it. This eagerness to see her was about to swallow him up.

But he can’t worry. He has to take his time.

He wanted the throne in this life, and he wanted it in Mencius. What he said will not let Mencius escape from his palm.

The day of meeting Mencius Qi arrived as scheduled. Sima Jing stood in the courtyard with a dark robe and a Dark Jade crown. There was a noble spirit in his gestures.

At the bottom stood rows of people, like picked goods, waiting for sale.

When she saw a thin figure in the crowd, Sima Jing hung her eyebrows and eyes, and she came.

The man next to him asked, “Sir, who do you like?”

Sima Jing raised his hand and pointed to the period of Mencius.

The servant immediately knew what to do and ordered people to list Mencius separately.

“As for the others, just do it.”

Then Sima Jing hung up and left. Before leaving, he took a special look at Mencius period.

Mencius just looked up at him and couldn’t help trembling when he met his sight.

Sima’s mirror hung away gradually, and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly. This time, he must slowly let her come to his arms willingly.

Except Mencius period, others were selected by servants, and those who were not selected were killed.

Now Sima Jue is arrogant and domineering. He should be more cautious. If someone else catches the handle, it will fall short of success.

The people who stayed were arranged to live. At night, Meng Ziyu held a pillow and said to Meng Ziqi, “sister, do you see the man today? He is king Ning, our future master. He looks really good!”

Meng Ziyu looked obsessed. If he could look at himself, his death would be worth it.

Mencius recalled that he always felt cold when he looked at his eyes during the day. He couldn’t help saying, “Ziyu, we are the servants of Lord Ning, so we have to recognize our position, so we’d better not think about some things as soon as possible.”

What Meng Ziyu was thinking, she couldn’t be clearer.

Compared with that person, they are so small that they feel ashamed to stand beside him.

So it’s better to do their part, not to mention that they are lucky to be alive, and it’s extravagant to think about others.

Meng Ziyu said, “sister, you are boring!”

This sister is really a coward. She always looks submissive.

If you can get that man, you will have prosperity, power and status in the future.

A woman’s biggest weapon is her beauty. Meng Ziyu thinks she has an outstanding appearance. As long as she is given a chance, she will certainly be able to attract Sima Jingxuan’s eyes.

After a day’s rest, they began formal training.

Sima Jingxuan kept thinking about Mencius, and finally ran to see her at night.

However, his subordinates told him that Mencius Qi was now in the garden in the backyard of the palace.

Sima Jing frowned: “it’s so late. She’s not in the room. Why is she running to the garden?”

Sima Jing hung up and walked quickly to the garden. At the moment, Mencius Qi was hiding behind the garden rockery and crying.

Mencius shrank into a ball and sobbed low, looking particularly pitiful and helpless.

She saw a lot of dead people, including those who starved to death, those who robbed each other, and those who died… She had seen everything, except that she had never killed anyone herself.

I’m still young. I’m still afraid of killing for the first time.

Sima Jingxuan stood outside the rockery and sighed silently. No matter what she would become, she is still a little girl who just wants to live.

Sima Jing clenched his fist and coughed several times. Mencius was startled by the sudden sound.

“Who? Who’s there?”

Sima Jingxuan didn’t go in, but stood in place and asked, “it doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is why you cry?”

Mencius period pricked up his ears and listened to what was going on outside. It seemed that the man didn’t mean to come in. Mencius period immediately felt much relieved and became bolder.

“I, I just met something today. I’m very sad.”

The girl she killed today should be about her age.

Mencius understood that some people have to pay a price to survive. Especially for people like them, life is like grass mustard. Even if they die, no one will care.

She was sad not because she killed the man, but because she felt very sad.

She is being assimilated into the kind of person she once hated most.

Sima Jing thought for a moment and asked, “you are very sad, but do you think sadness is useful?”

After a while, a dull voice came from the rockery: “No.”

“Therefore, people always have to look forward. It is such a difficult thing to live. Why waste time on useless things.”

In troubled times, we can only strive to survive.

In fact, Sima Jingxuan didn’t expect that the decisive and cool Mencius period had such a side.

In order to survive and stay with him, Mencius eliminated all his fragile and soft parts from his body.

The only thing she left behind was her absolute loyalty to Sima Jingxuan.

Mencius didn’t reply. Sima Jingxuan was worried that she couldn’t pass the pass in her heart.

So he couldn’t help saying, “nine out of ten things in life are unhappy, but no one can say anything about it. I hope you can see it more clearly.”

Sima Jing hung his eyes sadly in the night. Ziqi is sorry. Although I know you are in some pain, even so, I won’t let you leave.

You can only be mine.

After a long time, Mencius finally felt much more comfortable. She asked, “thank you today.”

Hearing that she had adjusted her mood, Sima Jingxuan was finally relieved.

“My name is Mencius period. What about you? What’s your name?”

Sima Jingxuan smiled and replied, “you call me ah Xuan.”

Such a close title indicates that he will belong to Mencius alone in this life.