Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

Hearing his words, Shen Xichen's eyes suddenly lit up.

People in the world don't need Shen Shoufu anymore.

He walked briskly after getting off the boat, and it was already dusk when he arrived at Shen's Mansion.

After dinner, Shen Xichen took a box on the bookshelf in the study and opened it gently.

There are a few pieces of paper and a jade pendant in the box.

A strange villain was carved on the jade pendant.

Shen Xichen smiled and took the jade pendant in his hand.

At the fifth clock, he came to the door of his room and stood still for a long time before he opened the door.

Although there was no one in the door, Shen Xichen was not as lost as usual.

He walked quickly to the bed and lay down.

After so many years of dreamless night, tonight finally has mixed images in my mind.

The spring breeze horseshoe of the previous life and the blooming flowers of Chang'an in this life are all irrelevant backgrounds.

There is a person in every scene in the dream.

When she smiled brilliantly, when she looked at him grievously, when she acted sweetly with him...

Time did not obliterate her shadow, but became clearer.

Until the end of the image, she was lying in his arms covered in blood.

"Brother...Do you like me..."

She asked.

Shen Xichen, who had never dared to say a word of "like" in his life, lowered his head and kissed her, and his love was nowhere to hide.

In the dream, he said softly in her ear: "I like it."

A drop of turbid tears fell from the corner of the eyes of the person lying on the bed, but there was a serene smile on his face.

Shen Xichen has served as the country for the people and for the common people all his life. If he says the only thing he has a guilty conscience, he has never done anything for her.

He is worthy of the world, but sorry for her alone.

The spring breeze passed through thousands of lights, the world was clear and bright, and every household laughed and laughed, and threw the peace and prosperity together.

The flowers in the flowerbed outside the window were blooming, and it was another season of blooming.

I don't know when a grave was erected on the outskirts of the city. People in the nearby countryside were illiterate and never knew who the grave was buried.

Until later, a teacher came, his face changed a lot when he arrived at the grave, he respectfully groomed his face and bowed his head.

Without him, the man on the monument is Shen Shoufu who saves the people from fire and water, and is also a model of scholars in the world.

It’s just that, for some reason, the monument of Shen Shoufu, who is admired by thousands of people, stands here.

A young boy asked: "Teacher, what is written on this tablet?"

The teacher smiled and taught him to read word by word.

"Shen Xichen."

"Shen Qiujin."

After Ye Chuijin returned to the system world, stretched out her arms and legs, her face was flat and she couldn't see the slightest grief.

The system knew that it was dreaming, but couldn't help but ask: [Does the host have nothing to say? 】

For example, the heart hurts so badly, Shen Xichen and the like?

Ye Chuijin was stunned for a moment: [No... hey! 】

She rubbed her hands excitedly: [I hope I can look better in the next world than this world! 】

system:【……】

Speaking of Ye Chuijin, he was still picky: [Seriously the last world is good-looking, but it's not my style. What is my style? 】

Ye Chuijin clapped her hands and emphasized: "You don't need other messy things, just beauty can conquer the world! 】

She was impassioned, and her face was full of fearlessness.

The system has a headache, and quickly scans a circle: [Detected a traversable world, do you want to traverse? 】

Ye Chuijin waved his hand boldly: [Wear! 】

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