Qingwen held the sedan chair, just waiting to help Princess Ringing.

She looked alertly to the sides.

On Qinglong Street, the crowd is excited, but the big guys are not angry, but excited and excited, all the people have a happy day, as if they have forgotten the suffering of the border in the past 100 years, and sigh, sigh and send a lot of blessings to the little princess of their own family to marry the desert.

At this time, all the friends of the group training have been arranged in their respective positions.

Qingwen peeked around, in the crowd, the policeman who cleaned up the order was Mingyan, he was lurking deep in the crowd, just waiting for the opportunity to respond to the call of the bell.

Looking at it again, Xue Pan was at the forefront of the royal folk music team, holding a large trumpet and playing it to the commander of the Hu army, as if the barbarian nation was about to blow out poisonous arrows.

There is also Baoyu, who is even more hidden, he pokes his head out of the pile of maids, pink-faced, and the sun sun makes him completely unable to see that he was once a red-mouthed and white-toothed boy.

Princess Bell is also a scheming, but her scheming is completely used to complete national affairs.

At this moment, she was sitting firmly in the sedan chair, gritting her teeth and preparing to arrange the assassination mission, and she had no intention of cheering for the surrounding people for her.

Is this also a manifestation of a lack of empathy?! Qingwen couldn't look past it, feeling that this girl was completely selfless and crazy.

Along the way, the people of the capital scattered flowers and cheered, and the sedan chair stumbled and moved slowly.

Suddenly, a small promiser came to him, and this little promiser was tall and large, holding a plate of fresh rose petals in his hand, and scattered it into the crowd.

As soon as she met Qingwen, Qingwen exclaimed.

Without waiting for Qingwen to come to her senses, the little promise waved off Qingwen's headdress, grabbed the key on Qingwen's bun, and opened the door of the princess's sedan chair.

Qingwen also has martial arts, and was about to step forward to intercept it, only to see that this person was tall and small and promised to lift Qingwen into the sedan chair like a chicken.

The whole process is simply realized in the moment when the petals of the flowers are flying everywhere,

Suddenly, there was such a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Qingwen sighed deeply that her martial arts fell off the chain at a critical time, and her skills were invincible, but she was restrained.

I only heard the princess sneer, and there was no nervousness of being kidnapped or held hostage.

"Why, doesn't the princess know the king?"

It turned out that this promise was pretended by King Hu.

Qingwen didn't dare to relax, but she clearly felt that the atmosphere around her had eased.

Qingwen stood up, trying to stay in front of Princess Bell.

King Hu did not hold a knife, but he held it in his hand like a sledgehammer.

Qingwen Says:

"Lord Hu, this wedding is underway, why bother to do it many times?"

King Hu said: "This, you have to ask your princess, why do you want to peep at me before the wedding?"

Princess Bell blushed at once, and she said:

"It's better to see than to hear. “

King Hu said: "Since the princess is going to be sincerely married to me, he shouldn't have arranged so many shrimp soldiers and crab generals to plot against this king." “

Princess Bell was speechless by King Hu.

King Hu said: "Looking at this situation today, Princess Ringing is going to assassinate this king. ”

After speaking, he lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and pointed out the hidden group training disciples to Princess Bell and Qingwen one by one.

As soon as King Hu was about to speak, he saw a lightning bolt split the sedan chair, and the little promise and Qingwen dressed up as King Hu were beaten up, and before Qingwen's eyes went dark, what he saw was the moment the sedan chair was split by lightning, and Princess Bell stretched out her helpless hand on the other side.

"Could it be that this is a violation of some heavenly rule to be retributed by this lightning thunderbolt?!"

This was the only sentence that Qingwen had thought of before she passed out.

When she opened her eyes again, Qingwen found herself on a flying east, and there was a person with a high nose and deep eyes sitting next to her, isn't this the handsome and heroic King Hu?

Somehow, Qingwen blurted out that what she said was in English, and she said:

"Hey, you're fine, why are you here if you don't marry my princess Ringbell?"

The man glanced disdainfully at Qingwen in the co-pilot, but he didn't speak.

Qingwen's brain seemed to be open, scene by scene, and good times flashed.

Qingwen remembered everything, wasn't this the pilot she hired just now, at this time, she was flying from the sky over Antarctica.

"Why, could it be that my mission in Nanzhou has just disappeared?" Qingwen sighed.

"Miss, you can really sleep!" This handsome King Hu spoke fluent English, which made Qingwen feel that it was a big change.

"Really?" Qingwen was a little embarrassed.

At the same time, her head was open, and she had a comprehensive memory recovery of herself in this life.

"The sound you just snoring is comparable to that of a polar bear. ”

Qingwen thought to herself, this pilot is too bad at talking, and made such an unwelcome analogy to a female intellectual.

In this life, she is a female intellectual, specializing in how to solve the problem of brown bears and polar bears not breeding in the case of global warming.

With this problem, Qingwen simply went in and out of major conferences and seminars on international cooperation and exchanges, giving speeches and academic exchanges, and mixing up her identity as a scholar.

At this moment, Qingwen remembered that she had received the news of the sudden death of her eldest cousin Conan and rushed back to the funeral.

The airport is very lively.

The paparazzi members didn't care whether Qingwen, who had just gotten off the plane and looked embarrassed, was uncomfortable or not, and chased and intercepted them along the way.

"Excuse me, Ms. Qingwen, did you come out of the Dream of Red Mansions?"

"Excuse me, what do you think of Inspector Conan's violent death?"

"Excuse me, are you the sole heir to his estate?"

Qingwen was in a hurry, desperate to get rid of all these people.

But her eyes were blindfolded with tears and she stumbled on her walk.

The death of her eldest cousin undoubtedly made Qingwen lose her only relative again after losing her parents when she was a child.

It's so sad, this fate!

Qingwen really wants to return to the Southern Zhou Dynasty, with Princess Ringing and Baoyu, to fight Hu people and protect her hometown. Eat a lot of meat, drink a lot of wine, and make friends.

Now, I am a lonely older young woman in this life.

When Qingwen drove to the Conan Detective Agency, she was frightened by what she saw. The Conan Mansion is not located in a prestigious neighborhood, but at this moment, the downstairs of the Conan Building is crowded with people, and everyone seems to be sad that they have lost the best detective in the city.

An old lady stepped forward, shook Qingwen's hand, and said:

"Girl, my son's case was handled by Inspector Conan, and my son is innocent, Inspector is my son's reincarnation parent. ”

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