For the people of Jinshui Town, today is really a lively day.

"It's too late, it's fast, seeing that the Jingjie Miao is about to give Zhou Zheng a lotus flower to bloom, and the West will see it, guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

Li Fenghuang rushed over, and with her own back, she was forced to accept the stick of Jingjie Miao. Good guy, Jingjie Miao used a lot of strength at once, and almost smashed Li Fenghuang to his stomach. ”

"Oh, that's not easy! However, the Li family and the Han family are feuding, Zhou Zheng is obsessed with Han Niangzi, so it shouldn't be the right way with Li Fenghuang, why did Li Fenghuang help him in turn, aren't you mistaken? ”

"I was right on the spot, how could I be wrong?" This melon-eating crowd did not allow anyone to question it, and slapped his chest loudly, proving that all this was what he saw with his own eyes. Then he squinted his eyes again and said rather ambiguously: "As for why Li Fenghuang wants to take a stick for him, haha, I don't know." But ah, that Zhou Zhengke is really very handsome and chic, Yushu is in the wind, I think Li Fenghuang is indiscriminate, it must be...... Hahaha! ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, laughing so well that you know me and what they knew by heart, and laughing vilely and obscenely.

"Oh, according to what you say, this Li Fenghuang admires the surname Zhou, and the surname Zhou is infatuated with Han Niangzi, what a love case! The most important thing is that the Han and Li families are feuding, but they ...... Tut-tut, wonderful, this midwinter festival doesn't seem to be boring. ”

"You're rejoicing too soon, and that's still to come."

"How?"

"Is Jingjie Miao a person who is willing to give up so easily?"

"That's certainly not the case."

"That's right, Jingjie Miao's temper has come up, how can he go back if he hasn't been angry yet? If he couldn't do it, he had to fight again, but he was scared back by Li Fenghuang. ”

"Is there anyone else in Pingjiang Mansion who can scare Jingjie Miao?"

"I didn't think I had it before, but now it seems that there is. After Li Fenghuang was beaten, he hugged Zhou Zheng, protected him in his arms, and scolded angrily, "You just ate a punch, but he is dying, whether you should be angry or majestic, is it not enough?" If you want to touch him again, kill me first.'" ”

"Ah, I didn't think that a prodigal girl like Li Fenghuang would have such a deep affection, it can be seen that this world is really brine and tofu, one thing drops one thing."

"Who's to say it isn't? But speaking of which, you and I both know that Jingjie Miao is not easy to mess with, and I was really frightened by Li Fenghuang when I didn't think about it. He stood stunned for a moment, and then muttered something that I was standing close enough to barely hear it, and those who were farther away probably wouldn't know. ”

"What?"

"Jingjie Miao said, 'Forget it, just let me give Xiao Er a face'."

"Which restaurant's junior second, how can you have such a big face?"

"Actually, you know this little two."

"I know?"

"That's right, he is the nephew of Mrs. Fuzun, the cousin of Jingjie Miao, and the prince of Wang Sheng. Wang Gongzi was raised by his aunt, Mrs. Fuzun, since he was a child. He and Jingjie Miao grew up together since childhood, like biological brothers, and Jingjie Miao has always called him Xiao Er. ”

"Does Li Fenghuang still have a ...... with Wang Gongzi Impossible, the Kunshan Wang family is a well-known family in the south of the Yangtze River, although it has been snubbed in the past ten years, it is not something that a philistine like the Li family can afford. ”

"That's why I find it interesting. You must know that Wang Gongzi's literary reputation is far and wide, and he was born with a talent, so he got a nickname, called 'Jade Face Junyan'. I don't know how many matchmakers have come to the door to talk about family affairs, some of them are right, and there are even those who are higher than the Wang family, but none of the princes agreed. But now, I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, Jingjie Miao said to Li Fenghuang, look at Wang Gongzi's face, forget it...... Are you strange or not? ”

"It's strange, it's very strange, how could the two of them have intersected?"

"I don't know about this, I only know that our Jinshui Town, it seems that there is a good show to be staged."

On the corners of the streets and alleys, in the restaurants and tea shops, the rumors are spreading lively, sweeping away the deserted weather since the winter. And the rumored actor Zhou Zheng is in Wen Siqi's room at the moment, lying stiff on the sickbed, unconscious.

It turned out that when Zhou Zheng and Miao Fu clashed, Wen Siqi just ended the night's meditation and went downstairs to order today's food. She naturally asked Zhou Zheng to send food by name, but she heard that Zhou Zheng was taken away by some Li family girl. However, the guys all said that the Li family was Boss Fan's world friend, and Wen Siqi didn't think much about it.

It wasn't long before there were idle people, one by one, in groups of three or five, passing by before Yueke came, saying something like "Jingjie Miao", "Han Niangzi", "Li Phoenix" or something. Wen Siqi was so smart, chewed these words twice, and then sensed the breath of conspiracy.

Wen Siqi hurriedly asked for directions and hurried to the Li Mansion. When she finally arrived, she saw Jingjie Miao committing murder with a rolling pin, and was angrily reprimanded by Li Fenghuang. And Zhou Zheng, who she cares about the most, has blood spots on his chest, and is protected by Li Fenghuang in his arms, and his life and death are unknown.

Seeing this, Wen Siqi was naturally very anxious. Just listening to the gossip around her, she knew that the murderer in front of her was the son of the local mansion, so she didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of getting into trouble and being recognized as her true identity. Therefore, although she clenched her fists tightly and almost pinched her palms to bleed, she still suppressed her urge to rush forward and slaughter Miao Fu.

Fortunately, I don't know if I was afraid of causing trouble, or if I really gave Wang Sheng face, Miao Fu left a few cruel words and walked away. Wen Siqi squeezed out of the crowd at this time, she rushed to Li Fenghuang, her movements were as fast as the wind, and she clicked a few times on each of Li Fenghuang's arms.

Before Li Fenghuang could speak, he only felt that his arms seemed to have been smashed by a thousand pounds of hammer, and he suddenly lost consciousness and hung down softly. Wen Siqi took the opportunity to pull Zhou Zheng over, and in the posture of "princess hug", she hugged Zhou Zheng and rushed away to Yueke.

Wen Siqi placed Zhou Zheng in his room, used his true qi to heal Zhou Zheng's injuries, and instructed Boss Fan to find a doctor. It's just that where has the doctor in this town seen Zhou Zheng's internal injuries? couldn't say a way for a while, and was bombarded out by Wen Siqi.

There was no way, so Boss Fan asked his men who could ride horses to ride horses to Pingjiang Mansion to invite the "beggar bones", that is, the retired Doctor Shi.

However, from Jinshui Town to Pingjiang Fucheng, it takes more than an hour to come and go, and Wen Siqi feels tormented every minute and every second. Coupled with the overdraft of her true qi to heal Zhou Zheng's injuries, her face was pale and covered in sweat, and she didn't look much better.

"Boss Fan, why hasn't Doctor Shi arrived yet?"

"The person who reported the news should have arrived in Pingjiang Mansion early, but he came back from Fucheng, and it would take half an hour to say the least, so I think it would be better to let the doctor in the town ...... first."

"No, that quack doctor in the town can't even tell why, how can he be cured?"

"Then why don't you try the medicine sent by Miss Li?"

"I don't believe a word that slut says!"

Wen Siqi was like eating gunpowder, and her words were like explosions, and every word rumbled, making Boss Fan speechless.

As for Boss Fan, he was a little reluctant to go, he knew that if he hadn't insisted that Zhou Zheng go to the Li Mansion, then this matter would naturally not have happened now. Coupled with his original good temper, although he was yelled at several times, he still didn't complain.

As for Li Fenghuang's side, not long after Wen Siqi took Zhou Zheng away, he sent someone to Yuekelai to send two hundred taels of silver and a wax-sealed pill.

However, as mentioned in the dialogue above, Wen Siqi didn't know what was going on, but she was sure that Li Fenghuang must be the culprit. She hated Li Fenghuang so much, how could she use Li Mansion's medicine with confidence?

"You can't die, you must not die, I don't care about the wings of a butterfly, you can't die......" Wen Siqi sat at the head of the bed, two small hands, holding Zhou Zheng's big hands, and cried again. She doesn't remember how many times she cried, if Zhou Zheng really died, wouldn't her fate fall into endless despair again?

Of course, she knew that Zhou Zheng had a strong ability to heal himself, and in many battles in later generations, Zhou Zheng relied on this trait to fight for his life many times, and severely damaged the high-end combat power of the demon clan. But if ...... But if ...... Just like the night when the two talked about history, just like Zhou Zheng said-

"You said, if Jing Ke threw the dagger, it wouldn't hurt Qin Shi...... What will happen to Qin Wangzheng? The government of the Qin Dynasty would not unify China and become Qin Shi Huang. Will the Qin Dynasty, a great unified empire, die because of the tyranny and greed of the Qin Dynasty? ”

Four hundred years of national ancestry, and the death of the second, this gap is too big.

"Haha, funny, how is this possible?"

"Why can't it be?"

"Then you say, why is it possible?"

"Maybe someone yawned, maybe someone fart, or maybe it was just a little butterfly at the end of the earth, and it flapped its wings gently. Maybe it's because of this little change in airflow that Jing Ke's dagger was deviated by a tenth of an inch, or even a hundredth of an inch, you say, is this possible? ”

Zhou Zheng used three possibilities in a row and made three hypotheses, one of which was more funny than the other, so that Wen Siqi couldn't help but laugh before he finished listening.

"Are you an idiot? A small butterfly at the end of the earth flapped its wings, and it rewrote the fate of a great empire......"

Funny, stupid, ridiculous, when Wen Siqi said this, countless similar words flashed through his mind. She decided to laugh at the "Grandmaster of Tomorrow" in front of her fiercely after her smiling bent waist straightened up.

However, when she unconsciously said the word "fate", silence suddenly fell from the sky, filling the entire room and Wen Siqi's small head.

"Destiny...... Will it change? ”

This question, for ordinary people, I am afraid is just nonsense. But for Wen Siqi, who was reborn after death and reincarnated, he had a different taste.

As if she had been pressed into the water, Wen Siqi only felt that there was endless water pressure in all directions, which made her have a headache. And everything around her, whether it was light or sound, had become distorted, like a fantasy.

"Destiny...... It should be changing......" It was like looking up at the sky from the bottom of the water, the only thing she could see was a vague bright light, and in the center of that bright light was Zhou Zheng's face.

"I could have strangled him......"

Finally, Wen Siqi looked at her delicate and lovely hands. Ah, the hands of a twelve-year-old, cardamom young girl—tender, delicate, light, so white that you can faintly see the veins.

But these hands have the ability to kill Zhou Zheng. As long as Wen Siqi wants, as long as she is willing, even if her internal injuries have not healed now, as long as she is willing...... She could stand up, with a sweet smile, and walk up to Zhou Zheng's side. She could gently open her red lips and take a slight breath of heat towards his neck, watching the nerd's skin flush red and stir goosebumps all over her body. She could do all this with a smile, and then at the moment when Zhou Zheng jumped to his feet in shame and wanted to retreat, she choked his throat and crushed his throat cartilage with a "click".

Then Zhou Zheng would lie down on the cold and dirty ground like a pig whose neck had been wiped, convulsing and spasming incessantly. He would have wanted to call for help, but he could no longer speak, his shattered throat could only make sounds like "rustle" or "drink". If his desire to speak is too strong and his attempts are too hard, he may occasionally squirt out some bloody broken bones. But in short, he was speechless.

So...... Will the future great masters of Confucianism be annihilated? Died worthless, silent, and suddenly ugly.

And what might have ended his life was the delicate, lovely, art-like hands of a twelve-year-old girl as young as cardamom—tender, delicate, light, so white that you could faintly see the veins.

So, will the fate of this world be different? It's just because of a pair of white and tender little hands, a pair of little hands that will only make a man itch no matter how you look at it.

"If a little butterfly at the ends of the earth flapped its wings, would the fate of a great empire change?" The second little girl, she stood dumbfounded, the sarcastic smile on her face didn't have time to disperse, she only looked at her palms and was distracted: "Maybe...... Yes, right? ”

At that moment, Wen Siqi believed Zhou Zheng's hypothesis about butterfly wings. And at this moment, she really understood how terrifying this hypothesis really was.

Will there be some slight changes in the long river of history, so that the light of the righteous path in the future will die before becoming famous?

"You can't die, you must not die, I don't care about the wings of a butterfly, you can't die......"

The wings of a butterfly are the wings of destiny.