Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 16 The Uninvited Guest

When the assassin stabbed down with his sword before, countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and she also wondered whether the Duanmu family could not understand her, but she knew clearly that——

It's from the Song family!
Even if they sent this weak girl to the tiger's mouth, they still refused to let it go, and wanted to strike again and put her to death.

Although she occupied this body by accident, she only wanted to protect herself and didn't want to interfere with the Song family's affairs.

But at that moment, when Shun Yu's blood splashed on her body, she suddenly knew that the fate of herself and this child had been firmly tied together.

She wants to live as Song Chuxi, but at the same time, she must bear the hatred and responsibility that this body carries.

no choice, and-

There is no escape.

"Recently—has anything happened in the Song family?" Song Chuxi asked suddenly.

"I didn't hear anything, why did Miss ask like this?" Shunying said, tearing off the blood-stained bedding and bed curtains on the bed, quickly curling them into a ball, but in her heart she only thought that the child had suffered a sudden disaster and would miss her family.

"It's nothing, I just asked casually!" Song Chuxi shook his head.

Shunying threw out the dirty bedding and sheets, and looked at the leaky roof, just outside Le Ling rushed over after hearing the news, and hurriedly commanded, "I can only find a craftsman to repair this house tomorrow. Liang, the other yards are all empty, only the young master's house has been burnt down by earth dragons, quickly clean up for Miss Fourth, and move over there for two days!"

She is the housekeeper here, she keeps her word, even if she wants to occupy Duanmuqi's room, no one says anything.

Shunying took a few maidservants and quickly packed up some daily necessities, wrapped Song Chuxi tightly, and carried her to Duanmuqi's place.

Duanmuqi lives in the main courtyard here, which occupies three times the area of ​​Song Chuxi's side.

Le Ling had already ordered someone to change the sheets and bedding in advance. Apart from the antique calligraphy and painting, the room was very clean and tidy. It is conceivable that Duanmu Qi's personal belongings should have been put away.

After Shunying settled Song Chuxi, she was about to make a bed on the outer couch.

Lying on the bed, Song Chuxi turned her head to look over and said, "Go and take care of Shun Yu, there will be no vigil here tonight!"

"But--"

But it can't be done anymore, not to mention that they have already scared the snake, even if they know that nothing will happen, those people will not come again.

Shunying hesitated again and again, but she was also worried about Shunyu, so she nodded and retreated.

Lying alone on the big bed, Song Chuxi was oppressed by depression, and felt inexplicably chilled by what happened to the child. After thinking wildly for a long time, he finally fell asleep, but developed a low-grade fever.

She had been sick for several days, her mind was groggy, she was drowsy most of the day, and when she woke up, she was covered in cold sweat. It was only seven or eight days before and after, and she was already weak. His body became thinner again, as thin as a piece of paper.

On this day, Song Chuxi woke up from the nightmare again, and it was the time when the sun was brightest in the afternoon.

Her lips were chapped, and she seemed to bleed when she moved, but there was a faintly familiar scent of pine wood in her nose.

"Are you awake?" Seeing her open her eyes, Duanmu Qi rubbed her fingers across her forehead, brushing away a strand of her hair that was soaked in sweat and sticky.

Song Chuxi glanced at him, then turned her head away without saying a word, and turned her face to the inside of the big bed.

Duanmuqi's hands were missing, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he pulled her over and let her rest her head on his lap.

Song Chuxi held back his temper, but still turned his face to one side, refusing to face him no matter what.

Duanmuqi's fingers landed on her temples and rubbed against her temples again, but he didn't feel angry, so he just said casually: "That day in the back mountain, someone actually let you go on purpose? You were the one who hid something from me first, and now you are alone Once, is it even?"

Song Chuxi's body is very weak. If it weren't for someone to help her, she would definitely not be able to walk that far by herself.

Song Chuxi didn't answer, the corners of her lips were tense, and she just ignored him.

Duanmuqi just felt helpless, and directly wiped off the sweat on her forehead with his own sleeve, and then said calmly: "Song Yaqing and the third son of my family intend to let the third son accept your family. The second girl has become a concubine!"

The Song family has already decided to form a bond with Duanmuyang. In this way, whether it is Song Chuxi or Song Chuqi, they will only become stumbling blocks, so they will take risks, and even risk the world's disgrace. Duanmuqi's other courtyard came to kill.

This decision should not have been made just now, at least a secret consensus had been reached before Song Chuxi was sent here. Maybe they just didn't want Duanmuqi to be alerted at that time, so they used such a roundabout way. By forcing this girl to death, there will be no future troubles.

"My eldest sister, did you also follow their way?" After a long silence, Song Chuxi only gave a wry smile.

Duanmuqi stroked her hair, but Song Chuxi lowered his eyes again without saying yes or no, and said in a low voice, "Now, it's useless for you to keep me."

Song Chuqi was not only an abandoned son of the Song family, but also became an obstacle for Song Yaqing's two brothers to control the Song family.

Song Chuxi's expression was sad, a small person, but there was a sense of desolation in his body, as if all thoughts had gone through the vicissitudes of life.

Duanmu Qi's hand rested on her thin and bony wrist, and she could hardly feel any weight at all.

He is not a person with a lot of sympathy, let alone a person who has the patience to raise waste. If Song Chuxi woke up now and cried loudly, or played a self-destructive temper, he would definitely consider abandoning her.

But she didn't cry or make a fuss, but she was still able to analyze her situation soberly.

"Maybe your sister will come back one day!" Finally, Duanmuqi stroked her hair.

Song Chuxi was surprised for a moment, then raised her face to look at him unconsciously.

Probably because the fever has not subsided, her eyes are not as sly and bright as usual, but there is a hazy layer of water vapor on them, the curled eyelashes are trembling, and her small appearance is a little timid. of.

(End of this chapter)