After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

Chapter 8

The moment he stepped into the pavilion, the dark surroundings suddenly lit up with fire.

The space inside was far larger than Shujue imagined. There was only a dark corridor with no end in sight.

There are some calligraphy and paintings carved crookedly on the walls on both sides, but they are not very deep, as if they were carved by children for fun.

"Shu Jue, it's so cold inside... I feel like the elixir doesn't work anymore..."

A cold hand held Shu Jue's hand, but Li Yinyin just thought it was too cold and didn't pay much attention.

But as they walked, the owner of the hand began to become restless, and lightly scratched Shujue's palm twice.

She turned around and faced a face as pale as snow.

She has silver hair, silver eyes, and very light lip color. Her delicate face is like a doll. Seeing her looking over, she tilted her head slightly: "Why are you looking at me like that? Shu Jue?"

"...Who are you?" Shujue retracted her hand, her face expressionless, but her heart thumped: It's over, Li Yinyin's side...

Li Yinyin carefully pulled the corner of Shujue's clothes and moved quickly. She didn't know how long she walked. The corridor seemed to have no end. "Shu Jue, do you think it's not that cold anymore?"

"..." The person in front remained silent.

"Shu Jue?" Li Yinyin reached out and poked her shoulder gently. The "person" in front of her turned back and her wig suddenly fell off.

Looking at the wooden man with no carved face, Li Yinyin screamed like never before. She shook her hand suddenly and heard a crisp sound. The wooden man's wooden arms flew out directly, and then the whole thing fell apart, and the round head grunted. Gollum rolled to her feet.

Facing the stranger who held her hand out of nowhere, Shujue's attitude was not considered friendly.

The man didn't mind either. He murmured Shujue's name and reached out to poke her cheek.

Shu Jue took a step back to avoid.

She stood still, looked at Shujue for a long time, then stretched out her finger to point to Shujue's Dantian: "There is life here...Shujue, you are mine..."

Shu Jue's face changed greatly: "Don't talk nonsense!" She had an unrequited love in her previous life, but she has never been in love in this life. Why did this person come up and say that she was pregnant?And you said she was hers?What are you doing?
"I'm not talking nonsense." The silver-haired figure suddenly enlarged in Shujue's pupils.

She saw the corners of her mouth curl up slightly, and a symbol she had never seen before appeared in the silver, and then her eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.

"Xiao Jue, wake up."

Such a gentle voice, who is it?
Shujue opened her eyes, and Li Yinyin's face appeared in her sight. She disappeared for a short while. Why did Li Yinyin have a more mature womanly charm and look much older?

"Mother, Xiaojue, I know you are wronged. Prince Jin has treated you like that. We don't want this marriage. You just have a good rest and don't interfere in this matter anymore."

Just when she was about to calm down and think, Shujue's brain suddenly shut down after hearing Li Yinyin's words.

What girl?Whose mother?Who is my mother’s Xiaojue?What marriage?
Shu Jue was in a petrified state until she was embraced by Li Yinyin.

This is not over yet.

Someone pushed open the door and walked in. The familiar face made Shujue almost jump up to greet him, and then she heard him say: "Madam, my husband will definitely handle this matter, don't worry."

Madam...husband...

Shu Jue's eyes turned black.

At this moment, she also knew that she was in an illusion, but how could the person who created this illusion be so outrageous?The person who holds Li Yinyin's face becomes her mother, and the person who holds her master's face becomes her father. This way, there is no sense of substitution at all!
A maid came in outside the door and said, "Madam, Master, Prince Jin is here. He said he came to apologize to the young lady for yesterday's incident. He is waiting outside now."

Shu Jue felt suffocated when she saw her face clearly... How could she be so virtuous as to ask Fourth Senior Sister to be her maid...

There is no such thing as torturing people, right?

The old man waved his sleeves and said in a domineering and mighty voice: "Let him go!"

The master is a kind man, but the man standing in front of him has a stern face, as if someone owes him thousands of spiritual stones, which is weird.

Moreover, the master clearly looks like he is only in his thirties, but the illusion has forced him to add two beards... To put it mildly, it is superfluous, to put it worse, it is like a golden bowl with sticky shit, which makes me want to die.

"Wait a minute, I want to see what his apology is all about!" After that, the master rolled his sleeves and went out.

"Xiao Jue, go and have a look and see what kind of person that Prince Jin is!" Madam looked weak but strong. Shu Jue was pulled up from the bed by her and sat down in confusion. Start dressing up at the dressing table.

no?Didn't he just tell her to rest and not interfere? Why did he drag her out again?
The maid who looked at Fourth Senior Sister's face came over to help her do her hair and makeup. In order to prevent her from feeling guilty when she saw her face, Shujue simply closed her eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

Not long after, she felt something was wrong and opened her eyes again. Looking at the red, yellow and white masses on her head, her eyes were almost blinded.

She asked why her head was so heavy and it was carrying such a big pile. Did it feel like it was constantly pressing on her neck?

Yi Zheng refused with words and wanted to insert a hairpin into her head. Shujue stood up and walked towards the door. As soon as she took a step, she stepped on her skirt and stumbled forward.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and quickly performed a 360-degree forward somersault. Rows of tassels were blowing coldly and mercilessly on her face, and Shujue's heart was racing.

The madam and the maid just pretended not to see it and continued with the plot: "Come on Jue'er, you are dressed so beautifully today, aren't you a hundred times better than the concubine of the Yu family?"

Shu Jue held up her long skirt unsightly and was sandwiched between the two of them when she arrived at the main hall. She saw that the legendary Prince Jin was an acquaintance.

Chu Yunchen.

Next to him stood a woman who looked like a small white flower, holding a handkerchief and wiping her tears.

Needless to say, that woman is Yu Mingli.

Shu Jue was numb.

Ancient plot.

In the fantasy, Shu Jue and Chu Yunchen were engaged, but Chu Yunchen fell in love with Yu Mingli. While hanging on to Shu Jue without breaking off the engagement, he was ambiguous with Yu Mingli.

"Can you understand? Mingli and I really love each other." Chu Yunchen's face, coupled with the lines arranged by the fantasy...

It’s really...amazing

Shu Jue: I understand your sister.

"So can you exchange your heart for Mingli?"

Shu Jue: "?" In the real world, you dig out my spiritual roots alive, but in the fantasy world, you still want to dig out my heart?
She went up with a big mouth, then casually pulled out the long sword from the waist of the master next to her, pointed it at his heart, and stabbed him through with one sword.

Fake Yu Mingli, who was following the plot, let out a piercing scream, "His Royal Highness! Someone is coming! His Royal Highness has been assassinated!"

Three days later, Shu Jue and her fake parents were lying side by side on the guillotine. Before the big knife fell, she expressionlessly raised her middle finger to the sky where the clouds had never moved: Hot chicken!
(End of this chapter)