He Angelica didn't understand the meaning of Meng Xuan's words, and he didn't know why he said in such an affirmative tone, he and her had a fate in this life, but, listening to the hints in his words, it seemed that she was not dead yet, and she could still come back to life if she was rescued. So she grabbed Meng Xuan's arm, which was very tall from her point of view, with both hands like grasping a life-saving straw, shook and asked, "You have a way to save me, right?" Help me, I don't want to die yet! ”

Meng Xuan smiled and asked her, "Why should I save you?" You're ruthless to me to the extreme, and you've never looked at me more, so do I annoy you so much? The voice no longer has the warmth of a genius.

He Angelica was stunned for a moment, yes, she unreasonably asked Meng Xuan to do this and that for her, why did she ask him? What reason did he have to help her? But......

"But," He Angelica raised his head and pleaded, "I still have a lot of unfulfilled wishes, and now that I have only met one acquaintance of yours, you can do a good job to help me, good people have good rewards, and you will definitely have good fortunes." Was that a little thin, and could she have come up with a more adequate reason?

"An acquaintance?" Meng Xuan was immediately injured, "In your mind, I'm just an acquaintance?!" You counted a long list of people in your mouth, including your mother, Qing'er, Pearl, Xiaoyou, Cicada Yi, and seven-year-old Brother Zhu'er, none of these people have my name, can I ask, where am I placed by you? What kind of person am I in your heart? ”

He Angelica said, "You are already standing before me, why should I count your name?" You ...... in my heart" Her small seven-year-old body looked up at eleven-year-old Meng Xuan, tilted her head and said, "Like an older brother and a younger brother." ”

"Brother? Brother! Meng Xuan's voice was an octave higher, "You never treated me as a man?" ”

"Anla, Anla," she raised her arm and patted Meng Xuan's chest, and said with a smile, "Although you were more beautiful than a girl when you were a child, you still look a little manly!" Thinking that she might have been killed by Shangguan tomorrow and couldn't return the yang, she bowed her head depressedly and said, "It seems that you and I are destined to be lost, a good man like you will definitely be able to meet a good woman who can match you in the future and form a happy circle." ”

Meng Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaoyi, you are my exclusive ring, where do you ask me to find the other half of the ring?" As long as you are willing to try to like me, I will agree to your request, one generation after another, and not be involved in marriage with other women. ”

"Will you marry me?" He Angelica covered his mouth with his small hand, and said with a little inferiority, "Since I am dead, I will no longer hide it from you, in fact, I am in the same situation as you, and they are all people who came to this world with the memories of the previous life, although I ask you to be monogamous, but in fact, I have been married in the previous life, and I am afraid that I am not worthy of you." "It's useless to be worthy, isn't she already going to die?

"Oh?" Meng Xuan's voice was not very surprised, "It turns out that Xiaoyi you are also a reborn person, no wonder you are so different and talented, it turns out that your wisdom is greater than your age." Isn't that great? We're a perfect match. Have you ever been married? Who is he? Is he in our world? ”

The so-called dying man is also good at his words, and He Angelica simply no longer conceals it, and simply pours out his deepest secrets and the life experience of his previous life, and if the secret is held too hard for too long, it will suffocate internal injuries.

When they slept together, Qing'er told her a fairy tale. Once upon a time there was an emperor who wore a large hat with his ugly, pointed donkey ears. Every time he got a haircut, the barber would discover this secret of the emperor, so every time he waited for the haircut to finish, the emperor killed him. In this way, the emperor killed a barber every time he cut his hair, until a clever little barber said that he had seen nothing, avoided death, and received a reward.

But the little barber clearly saw the emperor's secret, and he kept the secret in his heart so uncomfortably that he ran into the field in the middle of the night, dug a hole in the ground, and said softly towards the hole: "Earth, earth, I tell you, there is a man who has two donkey ears, and this man is the emperor." When he told the secret in his heart, he felt very happy, and went back to sleep well. The earth does not speak, and secrets are left in the cave.

After a few days, a tree grew in the place where the little barber had dug a hole. A little child walked by, picked a leaf to make a whistle, and said strangely, the sound of the whistle was: "The emperor has donkey ears!" As soon as this strange story spread, within a few days, everyone in the whole country knew that the emperor had donkey ears.

The emperor wanted to kill the little barber, and the little barber said, "I didn't tell anyone, I only told the earth." He led the emperor to blow the whistle made of leaves, and the emperor took it and blew it, and oh my God, the voice was, "The emperor has donkey ears!" ”

When the emperor saw that the secret had been revealed, he said in his heart, anyway, everyone in the whole country knows that I have donkey ears, why do I still need this hat? So he threw away his hat and showed his true face.

After Qing'er finished telling this story, she said with emotion, isn't the life experience of the two of us who have been reborn with memories just our donkey ears? Fortunately, we ancient people didn't need to get a haircut, hehe, you are my hole, I am your hole, talk a few words every day, we will not be suffocated out of mental illness.

He Angelica was silent after listening to it at the time, in fact, her donkey ears have not been completely shown to Qing'er, not that she does not trust her, but some words are like a gust of wind blowing on the tip of her tongue, once it blows, her heart is happy, and then she can't help worrying, will the hole that she has confided in also sprout and grow a tree? Will the leaves on that tree disturb the peaceful life?

Although Qing'er is smart and clever, sometimes she is missing a tendon, or rather, she is a person with a tendon, and even her own donkey ears are often hung on her mouth and muttered, which is difficult to protect her from her mouth. Therefore, about the deep enmity between Sun Meiniang's family and her own sea of blood, about the future trend of the world, who became the emperor, who has the emperor's life, and her saddest secret, the three children all died at the hands of Zhu Quan, these secrets, she carefully kept them in her heart, and never revealed half of them to Qing'er.

Now, she is about to die, and this time she will be reincarnated, she will definitely not be so lucky to be born with memories. Of course, in a sense, recalling too much hurts the mind and hurts the spleen, which is not conducive to health, and memories are actually a kind of injury, a kind of thing that brings misfortune. Before she died, she couldn't help but show her entire donkey ears that no one had ever seen to the third elder donkey ear, Meng Xuan.

So, under Meng Xuan's clear and bright gaze, she spoke in a hurry.

She started from the beginning, talking about her pitiful life experience, since she was a child on the farm, she was in a state of ignorance and ignorance, a little peasant girl who worked hard and was poor and happy all day long. Later, she lived with her mother and lived a good life of fine clothes and food, she took off her coarse linen skirt and put on clothes made of satin, but in fact, she was still ignorant inside, but mixed with lust and inferiority. She loved the days when she could eat white rice without having to go into the field to plant rice, she liked the taste of fish and meat, and she was worried that when her mother's illness healed and she gave birth to a little brother or sister, her mother would send her back to the farm to farm.

The time when she had the most low self-esteem was when she first returned to Luo's house to live. She was led all the way from the middle gate of Luodong Mansion to the old lady's Fushou Garden, and she was amazed and rejoiced all the way, just like Grandma Liu in a story called "Stone Records" told by Qing'er, and walked into a grand view garden that was not inferior to the royal garden. However, when she really stayed in that Grand View Garden, she found that this garden was full of places with owners, and even the slightly rough West Cross Courtyard where she lived did not belong to her, she was an outsider there. When the family was eating, she was the ninth child on the table of the eight immortals, and it was ridiculous to look at it horizontally and vertically.

The "family" laughed at her like a clown on the stage of a joke, and she laughed with everyone at a loss, but when she thought back to the malice and ridicule in the laughter, she became angry again. After repeating this a few times, she accumulated a belly of resentment, and lived like a young daughter-in-law who was not old and decrepit, and by the lotus pond, Gu Ying felt that she was the most unfortunate person in the world.

Sometimes, she sat on the edge of the lotus pond and sat in a posture where she would fall into the water if she moved slightly, wondering if any "family member" or visiting guest or kind maid would come up and persuade her when she saw herself sitting in such a dangerous way. Then, when the other party saw her face full of tears, he asked her about her condition and asked her about her thoughts, so that she could find someone to vent her bitterness.

It's anyone, even a stranger. However, she sat like that day after day, and no one ever came up to ask her if she was in danger or not, and asked her if she was happy. She sometimes really had the idea of accidentally falling into the water, accidentally not being able to go ashore from now on, the reason why she didn't jump was because her hope for life was greater than despair, she knew that the future was long, and she also saw hope from the beautiful reflection in the water. With such a reflection, even if she is not dressed up like the second sister, every day is as grand as a festival, as long as she wears a pink white dress with the same texture as the maid's dress, she looks ten times better than the second sister.

She often comforts herself with this sentence, whenever she wears old clothes and sees her second sister's colorful clothes that are being renovated day by day, walking towards her from afar.

In Meng Xuan's gentle and kind eyes, He Angelica gradually let go of her guard and analyzed herself from the perspective of a bystander, she sighed that people's desires are getting bigger and bigger, and they will never come to an end. She took off her sackcloth and put on a cotton skirt and shouted "New Year", but one day she suddenly put on silk and satin, and suddenly saw that other people's clothes were more beautiful, so she disliked her old satin dress.

So, after marrying someone as a concubine, in order to wear more beautiful and warm clothes, she began to try her best to please her husband, and studied the black and white changes of chess skills, also in order to better fight with other wives and concubines.

When Meng Xuan heard this, he immediately asked, "Girl, who was your husband in the last life?" Do I know him? ”

He Angelica twisted the corners of his clothes, and said in his heart, listening to him ask the law like this, he must not have seen the scene where King Ning defiled He Concubine, should he keep this secret and leave a slightly more perfect impression in his heart. Is the shadow brought by the name Zhu Quan really going to hang over her to the end of her life, does she really want to tell Meng Xuan about the shame of marrying Queen Ning.

Seeing that she suddenly stopped her voice and lowered her head into silence, Meng Xuan couldn't help but guess and asked: "Since you said that you are 'high-married', the person you married must not be an ordinary family, the person you married in your previous life...... Is it Duan Xiaolou? ”