Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 270

This time, Zhongli personally took my life.

Ignoring the fierce palm wind behind me, I blocked Xiaocao, preventing her from seeing Zhongli's little tricks. I'll die first; I don't want to see you die. I closed my eyes: How wonderful this is! You, who consider yourself the most loyal, have killed your next master. Good! Good! Good! A gentle smile curled at the corners of my mouth.

My vision blurred and I fell to the ground, Nuya on top of me, spitting blood: "Eleventh Young Master."

I pushed her away and went back to the little grass.

The little grass trembled uncomfortably. "Young master...you..."

"I'm fine, the one who died was the one who got dragged down with me."

After I finished speaking, Nuya's expression went blank. I shrugged: "I didn't do it."

"Cough! --" The blood flowed more and more. I wiped the blood from her face and ignored her battered body: "How do you hope to die?"

The little grass gently pressed its head against my leg: "Like...a bird..."

"It's just jumping off a cliff!" You're relieved, but I was so scared I almost fainted.

I lifted her up (I couldn't carry her, and since she was going to die anyway, why make so many demands?).

"Let's go." I dragged her forward.

Uncle Zhong didn't move. He stared blankly at Xiao Cao, who smiled weakly at him: "Uncle... Uncle..."

I dragged her along, her blood staining the roadside flowers and grass: "Your brother brought you here." Having many sisters means you won't be lonely.

Zhongli stepped forward, then stopped.

The little grass said, "No need... Uncle..." The last two sounds were so soft that I couldn't hear them if I wasn't paying attention...

If we drag her to our destination, even someone who isn't dead will die, and besides, we're all people who need to be on the road.

I looked down into the abyss and secretly thought: I shouldn't die, and I might even be able to master some unparalleled martial arts.

Just as I finished thinking, my throat started to itch, and a pill went down my throat and into my stomach.

Zhongli's ghostly voice rang out: "You must die, I cannot take the risk."

"What the hell did you feed me?!" Waaah -- I thought I wasn't going to die.

He struck me in the chest with his palm. My bones shattered, and I no longer had the strength to support my body.

I lay on the ground, hooking the blades of grass around my hand, "Roll over by yourself...I...can't...lift...anymore..."

She nodded, crawled over and hugged me... The wind whistled in my ears again, what she wanted—the freedom of a bird.

She tumbled down, clutching me. That's how an eagle dies—pretty grand, huh? Hahaha!

"Young master... would you... please finish singing that song for... Little Grass?"

"No fragrance of flowers, no towering trees"

I am a little grass that no one knows.

Never lonely, never troubled.

Look, my companions are all over the world.

Spring breeze, oh spring breeze, you've turned me green!

Sunshine, oh sunshine, you shine upon me.

Rivers and mountains, you have nurtured me.

Mother Earth, you embraced me tightly.

No fragrance of flowers, no towering trees

I am a little grass that no one knows.

Never lonely, never troubled.

Look, my companions are all over the world.

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[The Beauty's Smile: Chapter 109]

"Shen Ziyi is leaving the city!" Qian Qing didn't believe it. Would someone who was too lazy to even attend court want to leave the city? It would be better to tell him that the west wind was blowing.

"Your Majesty, I saw it with my own eyes."

Qianqing waved her hand: "Get down, you've seen wrong."

"I... witnessed it with my own eyes..."

"Get down!"

The minor official at the city gate was puzzled: "He saw it with his own eyes! Besides, it was the Emperor who ordered him to report Lord Shen's every move. Why doesn't he believe it? Strange!" "Your subject takes his leave." He had already delivered the message; it was no wonder he didn't believe it…

Qianqing thought about it more and more and felt that something was wrong. The city official would not lie to him for no reason. Even if it was a bad idea from Shen Ziyi, it would not have alarmed the city gate clerk.

Qianqing hesitated and put aside state affairs. Could it be that Ziyi really went out? What was he going out to do? He wouldn't act rashly, would he?