Chapter 3: Reclaiming His First Time
Jiang Pearl knew that the answer was the same as in her previous life, and no one would run away with her.
Because she escaped successfully in her previous life, she didn't want to die in this life, so she persuaded again and again.
She persuaded from the end of the team to the front of the team, no one was willing to run away with her, they were all frightened, waiting for the fate of the pool.
"If you don't run, I'll run."
As she spoke, she tried to get back to the end of the line, but no one gave way to her, and the woman behind her pushed her.
"When you come, don't try to escape, everyone be a companion and wait for death together. Since you stand in front, it is better for you to die first. ”
"I don't want to die, run away and die faster. Why don't you help me and stand in front of me? ”
The woman who was in first place suddenly turned around and begged her, with a strong desire to survive on her face.
Jiang Pearl was completely speechless, kindly treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and wanted her to die quickly, what kind of world is this?
Looking back on what happened in the past life, compared to the present, it is really unpredictable and unpredictable!
She understood the world in an instant!
To relive a life, you must keep your eyes open, have revenge, repay kindness, and live clearly.
"Since you want to die, I can't stop it, goodbye."
Jiang Pearl didn't bother to pay attention to them, and after speaking, she ran away and ran in the direction of the entrance.
Not surprisingly, it will be the same as in the previous life, the gate is unguarded, and they are all watching the excitement at the racecourse.
As long as she runs into the grove and hides, she will definitely meet someone passing by and save her life.
Thinking of this, her heart sank, but her steps did not stop at all.
"Someone ran away." Screams came from behind him.
Those famous brothers, I didn't expect anyone to escape, these women who were captured as horse trainers, without any identity background, whimsical escape, where can they escape?
The moment they were surprised, Jiang Pearl rushed to the gate at the speed of a 100-meter sprint and ran towards the woods on the right.
In her previous life, she chose the woods on the left and met Song Ziyan, but in this life she changed directions, no matter who she met, she didn't want to meet Song Ziyan again.
The scene of the murderer shouting to catch the thief, Song Ziyan is more realistic than the famous actor in Haicheng.
There was a sound of horses' hooves coming from the racecourse, "The soldiers are divided into three roads, you go to the left, you go to the right, and the rest follow me along the main road." ”
Reliving a life, Jiang Pearl had a premonition that she would not be caught, so her nervous mood slowly calmed down like water.
"What does a runaway woman look like?"
"I don't know, it seems to be an ugly woman with a particularly dark face."
Hearing the conversation, Jiang Pearl was glad that she was smart, imitating the appearance of her personal maid Xiaoqiu, and painted her face with jet-black linen, so that even her own door-guarding servants couldn't recognize it.
The people under the tree walked away, and Jiang Pearl didn't dare to move, quietly hugging the branches, recalling the bits and pieces of his previous life.
Song Ziyan and Tang Shijing, two unique men in her life.
The man she loves, the man he doesn't love.
But fate played a trick on her, the person she loved was bent on her death, and the man she didn't love did everything for her......
The revenge of feelings can not be avenged, and the revenge of killing grandpa cannot be avenged.
Song Ziyan, dog offal, in this life, you wait for death!
"Ahh
A hand fell from the sky and waved in front of her eyes, causing her to scream in fright and almost let go and fall.
"Don't scream. People didn't go far. ”
With the man's deep and charming voice, Jiang Pearl was covered by someone and couldn't make a sound.
"Who are you?"
She asked, so excited that she almost hugged the man, cried bitterly, and said 10,000 words, "I'm sorry." ”
The man immediately let go of her mouth and scooped her into his arms, his face, which was darker than the bottom of the pot, was different from the white little hands.
"Who are you?" Tang Shijing asked coldly, his voice was extremely low, but people didn't dare to ignore it.
"I'm your wife."
Jiang Pearl has memories of his previous life, understands him, is not afraid of him, stares at the good-looking and criminal man with big round eyes, and teases.