Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 113 Chu Xi's illness, witch doctor magic stick (5)
Duanmuqi's eyes showed a trace of coldness, and he gave Shunyu a warning glance, and the two girls immediately lowered their heads, regained their minds, and knelt upright.

Then, Duanmu Qi turned around and entered the room again.

Song Chuxi frowned and leaned against the window.

Duanmuqi walked in, didn't say anything, just leaned forward, closed the window forcibly, and said, "It's cold in the mountains!"

Song Chuxi didn't argue with him, moved her body back from the window, frowned and asked, "You punished them?"

"Yeah!" Duanmuqi responded lightly, bent over and sat down beside her bed, took her hand and shook it in his palm, and asked softly, "Does your leg still hurt?"

Song Chuxi ignored him, and said dissatisfiedly: "Who told you to punish my girls, you let them get up."

Duanmuqi glanced at her and did not compromise, "They are your servants but they didn't take good care of you, so they should be punished!"

"Am I your prisoner?" Song Chuxi was furious immediately, grabbed the pillow behind him and threw it on him, "Even if I was your prisoner, you didn't take good care of me, why don't you go out and kneel?"

The pillow hit him, it didn't hurt, but it was very humiliating to the face of the Patriarch of the Duanmuqi family.

But anyway, this is not the first time that Song Chuxi has acted indiscriminately. Duanmuqi is very indifferent. If in the past, he would probably have played tricks to cooperate with her to fool her, but this time, he didn't smile or move. With deep eyes, he looked at her quietly.

Being stared at by him, Song Chuxi suddenly felt a little guilty, threw the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "Even if I didn't listen to you and caused you trouble, I'm sick now, and I've suffered a lot. , do you still want me to kowtow to admit my mistake?"

This girl is arbitrary, and she will never sincerely repent and admit her mistakes.

Of course, she would never admit that she was wrong.

Duanmuqi looked at her face whose expression suddenly came alive again, and just stared at it for a long time in silence, the curve of the corner of her lips was not obvious, and it was not even felt that it was his habitual maintenance in the past. that expression.

Is he worried?

Song Chuxi suddenly remembered what the witch doctor said just now.

Could it be that Duanmuqi's mood is wrong, is it related to her illness?

Is it—

Is she really not going to live long?
"Aqi? What's the matter with you?" Knowing that she might die soon, no one would feel better, Song Chuxi was suddenly inexplicably depressed, but her face didn't show anything, and she tried to raise her hand to touch Touched Duanmuqi's flying eyebrows.

Duanmu Qi looked at her, and the expression on his face suddenly brightened.

He took her hand down, pinched her fingers between his fingers to play with, his tone returned to his usual loose and uninhibited, and asked with a smile: "I've been sleeping for three days, are you hungry?"

Because his mood changed so quickly, Song Chuxi couldn't deal with it for a while. She was silent for a while, then she lifted the quilt, climbed to his side, raised her face to him with a very shallow smile on her lips, "The person who left just now Is that the uncle you mentioned who is proficient in medical skills? He showed it to me? What did he say?"

In fact, Duanmuqi knew very well that when she woke up at this time, she probably heard the content of the conversation between herself and Situ Ningyuan just now.

Her gloomy expression must have something to do with that, but somehow, she was able to hold back, without showing too much sadness and fear.

This girl, he has always known that he is different, so maybe he may not have any sincerity, but she is eaten by her fickle temper, and she is always unconsciously drawn and manipulated by her .

five years-

The past four years have passed so smoothly and naturally, and in another five years, maybe——

Not to mention mediocre.

If that would be the end of everything, then today, even if he spoils her a little more——

It shouldn't be too much.

"It seems that you are really born to be rich and honorable!" Song Chuxi didn't know that Duanmuqi had several thoughts in his mind in an instant, and all he saw was his light and easy smile, his face was radiant and frightening, Dazzling exception.

He sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and rubbed the little girl's loose long hair vigorously, with a loving and teasing tone.

"He also said that my body can't be fully recuperated, okay?" Song Chuxi immediately decided something, with a gloomy expression, full of disappointment.

Not to be alarmist, nor joking, maybe—

She really doesn't live long, does she?
"Even if your legs and feet are not flexible, there's nothing wrong with being like this now." Duanmu Qi said, deliberately avoiding the most serious, and squeezed her fingertips in his hand, "With me here, I will stretch out my hands and open my mouth, No one will make you feel wronged!"

Song Chuxi was not convinced by him, she lowered her eyes silently, and after a while, she slowly and softly said: "Aqi, if I will die—"

"Everyone is going to die!" Duanmuqi raised his hand and pressed her head into his arms before telling her to finish.

Song Chuxi lay on his chest, but she was very obedient and didn't make any noise. It wasn't until dusk when the light in the room went dark that Duanmuqi heard her suddenly and firmly said, "Take me back to Song's house!"

If she is really destined to not live long, then she can't waste her time here.

"What's wrong?" Duanmuqi was noncommittal.

"I want to go home!" Song Chuxi said, turned over, threw herself on the bed and lay down.

She didn't explain the reason, Duanmuqi didn't let go, just frowned and looked at her quietly, and said after a while: "Those people are not good to you!"

"They are treating me badly!" Song Chuxi suddenly smiled, that smile looked inexplicably bitter, she glanced at Duanmuqi, and then looked away from other places.

"Aqi, do you know that my mother actually hated me when I was very young. At that time, I was in poor health when I was born. The doctor said that I was born with heat and poison, which was difficult to resolve. My father and I My elder sister led people to dive into the depths of the swamp to find medicine for me, but—but—" Song Chuxi spoke slowly, her voice suddenly choked up, she pulled half of Duanmuqi's sleeve to cover her face, Then he continued to say in a muffled voice: "They all said that my father died of banditry, but I know that he never came back because of that time he went down into the swamp. Later, my sister took my father to die alone. The Python King who gave her the painstaking efforts came back to treat me. Mother and father are deeply in love. She was afraid that mother would blame me for father's death, so she begged grandfather to lie to the elders of the clan, saying that he was on the way back. I was killed by a bandit. But my mother still couldn’t bear the shock of my father’s sudden death. She hated me all the time. On the night she hanged herself, she actually wanted to take me underground to plead guilty to my father. But my elder sister found out, it was my elder sister who protected me, and my elder sister treated me——really very kind."

Although her voice sounded muffled, her tone was always steady, without much emotional fluctuation.

Song Yaxuan, the elder of the Song family, was born as a literati, but as the appointed heir of the Song family, he definitely had practiced boxing and kicking kung fu, but maybe because his own interest was not in it, so he was not very good at it.

Everyone knew that he was killed because he encountered banditry when he went out, but now Song Chuxi revealed that there was something wrong with his death.

She kept pulling Duanmuqi's sleeve to cover her face. Although Duanmuqi couldn't see the expression on her face, he could clearly see the silently melted water stains on his sleeve.

He raised his hand, gently rubbed the top of her soft hair, and said softly, "Are you having a nightmare? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"It wasn't a dream. I heard my grandfather tell my elder sister once outside his study room. All of them don't like me. Only elder sister—only my elder sister. She has protected me since I was a child. At that time, I often lost my temper with her, sister, she is good at everything, but—but—" Song Chuxi said, her voice gradually weakened.

Originally, she thought that it was a very simple thing for her to be born into Song Chuxi. She wanted to remember the hatred between this girl and those in the Song family, which was out of a debt and responsibility, but this serious illness After that, inexplicably, the experience and past of this girl in the memory suddenly changed from a cold story to a very vivid and perceivable memory.

It turned out that the child's wayward rebellion and inhumanity were actually all because of the past that was accumulated in his heart.

Her father died because of her, and her mother hated her to death for it.

Such a person, alive, is the burden of others.

In the past, she only felt that the child's withdrawn personality was developed because of her own physical reasons, and she had only vaguely realized how many heavy things had weighed on her young heart all these years until this moment.

Rubbing the steam in his eyes on Duanmuqi's sleeve vigorously, Song Chuxi got up, knelt down in front of him, and looked up at his face, "Aqi, when I get better, you Just send me back to the Song family. If I am destined to die soon, I will go back to the Song family and wait for my sister to come back. She will come back? She loves me so much, she should come back to see me right?"

"How do you say such frustrating words?" Duanmuqi touched her forehead with a smile, then inserted his fingers through her hair, pressed the back of her head, pressed her head into his arms, and hugged her gently, "What fate?" Long life is short? How old are you? Don't think about these things, take good care of your body, huh?"

Song Chuxi refused to answer him, and fell silent again for a long time.

Where did Song Chuqi go?Why did she suddenly abandon this younger sister who had been in love since she was a child, and just left without a word, and there was no news for four years?

Is she really still alive?Song Chuxi's heart was suddenly shaken at this moment for this thought that could almost be called a belief.

Maybe—maybe—

Maybe she's gone, otherwise, even if she couldn't get away for some reason, at least a few words should be sent back?
still--

Involuntarily?

Was she imprisoned?
Is it Song Yaqing and those people?Do they dare?If they really wanted to get rid of Song Chuqi's stumbling block, it would be more thorough to kill her directly.

Xu Shi lived alone and helpless for a long time, at this moment, inexplicably, Song Chuxi would suddenly miss this sister whom he had never met before.

She doesn't know where her relatives from her previous life are. Although she has already made the worst plan in her heart, she is still very scared, afraid——

When she was finally able to return to Beijing in the next day, what she got was their unfortunate news.

It is an indisputable fact that she hates Yin Shao and wants revenge, but if it comes to the point where she has nothing to worry about in this world, the so-called revenge——

What's the point?
"Aqi, I want to go back to Song's house." In the end, Song Chuxi firmly believed, and looked up at Duanmuqi again.

(End of this chapter)