All night, Song Beibei curled up in bed and wept.

She suddenly thought of the content of the conversation between several girls in the dormitory after the lights were turned off when she was in school in her previous life.

What would you do if the person you liked suddenly became cold to you and suddenly betrayed you?

The answer given by Song Beibei was to slander him everywhere, scold him behind his back, drive him to death, poison him with drugs, and wish he would die on the spot immediately.

But that's just lip service, how can she have that guts? How can you be ruthless?

This matter really came to her, whether it was Fu Cheng or Shen Zhao, she would not be so vicious and really hurt the person she once loved.

There's only a little she can do.

Stay away from him, stay away...... Then forcibly forget about him.

Since then, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and there is no more involvement.

……

Song Beibei opened his eyes again, and Yin Zhaolin's voice came into his ears.

"Awake?"

Song Beibei was stunned, reacted to where he was now, and hurriedly sat up: "Your Majesty, ......"

"No need to be polite. Yesterday, I went out of the palace and the carriage I was riding in hit you, do you still have a pain in your head now? Yin Zhaolin's tone was full of concern.

Song Beibei was flattered, and shook his head again and again: "Back to the emperor, it's no longer a problem." ”

Yin Zhaolin looked at the redness and swelling on her head, and felt a little distressed: "It's all to blame on the coachman......"

Song Beibei hurriedly shook his head: "Your Majesty, I don't care about him, it's because my eyes can't see anymore, so I'm injured, and the emperor must not blame him." ”

Yin Zhaolin also asked the coachman before, and he also said that Song Beibei was very confused at that time, and when he saw the carriage coming, he obviously had a way to hide, but he didn't seem to know where to hide.

It turned out that the eye disease had recurred.

Yin Zhaolin frowned slightly: "Isn't it already cured?" Why is it repeated? I immediately sent someone to call Yu Ling back. ”

Yu Ling thought that Song Beibei's eyes had been completely healed, so he went back to Northern Xinjiang to treat Qin Shaoyu's legs, and he had been walking for several days.

Song Beibei hurriedly shook his head: "Don't toss him, he has treated me for so long and has done his best." It probably won't be much use to call it back. ”

Yin Zhaolin thought for a while: "Then I want the imperial doctor to treat you, if it hasn't improved, I will call Yu Ling back." ”

Song Beibei smiled slightly and nodded: "Hmm!" Thank you for your care. ”

Yin Zhaolin listened to her detached and polite tone, and was slightly lost.

He couldn't help but wonder, if he put down his body now, would it arouse her suspicion?

He hurt her in his previous life, he didn't want her to recognize him as Fu Cheng anymore, he wanted to make her fall in love with him again with his current identity.

So let's continue this relationship, lest she run farther.

Yin Zhaolin looked at her big, empty eyes, like a confused deer.

He slowly stretched out his hand towards her, wanting to touch her face gently, but Song Beibei actually shrank slightly as if he felt it.

Yin Zhaolin withdrew his hand again.

Now she can't be in a hurry, she broke with Shen Zhao, according to her temperament, she has to be autistic for a while, and after she recovers, she will open her heart and accept others again.

At this time, Gonggong Wan suddenly came in and said, "Your Majesty, the envoy of Liaoguo asks to see you." ”

Yin Zhaolin said "um", and said to Song Beibei: "You rest first." ”

Song Beibei nodded and responded obediently: "Yes." ”

Yin Zhaolin and Gonggong Wan left here together.

Song Beibei's eyes suddenly cleared, and he took a deep look at Yin Zhaolin's back.

In fact, when Yu Ling was leaving, he told Song Beibei that if she was in a sad mood, it would make her liver qi stagnate and affect her eyes, but as long as her mood calmed down, she could recover slowly, so it was not in the way.

She rested for the night, and her eyesight had actually recovered, and she had deliberately pretended not to see just now.

She now very much suspected that the person in Yin Zhaolin's body was Fu Cheng, although there was no evidence, but this intuition was too strong.

In the face of a terrible person like Fu Cheng, being weaker can lower his defense.

Song Beibei lay back on the bed on all fours, looking at a certain place blankly.

It's so unlucky, I meet people again and again.

But this life is not like the previous life.

In the previous life, Fu Cheng created too many illusions for her, and she didn't really love her family, and she trusted that demon with all her heart.

So later, when she realized that she had been deceived by Fu Cheng, she felt that life had no meaning.

But this life is different, in this life, there are fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters-in-law who love her, and Qin Shaoyu releases such good friends, if she is decadent because of a man, how sad should they be?

To hell with the dog man!

Song Beibei cheered himself up, suddenly sat up from the bed, put on his shoes, and walked out.

When the palace maid at the door saw her come out, she immediately stepped forward and said, "Lord Song, what do you want to do, just leave it to the slave maid to do it." ”

Song Beibei smiled and shook his head: "I don't have anything to do, I want to go home." ”

The palace maid was embarrassed: "But the emperor ordered that you need to stay here until your injuries are not healed." ”

Song Beibei didn't want to embarrass her, so he said: "Then I'll go and tell the emperor myself, you help me go to the imperial study." ”

"Yes."

The palace maid took Song Beibei to the imperial study.

When the two of them were about to arrive, they suddenly met the envoy of the Liaoguo who came out of the imperial study, and the two of them talked as they walked:

"I don't know if this world's number one beauty is really as rumored, she has both talent and beauty."

"What's the hurry? Didn't the emperor of Dayong say that there will be a banquet to entertain us tomorrow night, and the white girl will also appear, and we will be able to see it then. ”

"Yes, Dayong often considers himself a state of poetry and literature, we have to think about some difficult problems to test this white girl, and give us a breath to burn the country."

“……”

The two drifted apart.

Song Beibei lowered his head, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

The previous Bai Jiu'er, but the official woman was reduced to the Qinglou, and she was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But Bai Jiu'er died, and now the "No. 1 beauty in the world" is Libai.

I don't know a few words, how to deal with it when the time comes?

The palace maid beside him suddenly reminded: "Lord Song, you have already arrived at the imperial study, be careful of the steps." ”

Song Beibei came back to his senses, his eyes were confused again, and he walked in holding the palace maid's hand.

Yin Zhaolin saw her coming, and hurriedly greeted her: "Why are you here?" ”

"Your Majesty, the minister's body is already well, and he wants to go home first."

Although Yin Zhaolin wanted to keep her by his side, he knew that it was not the time, and he didn't want to force her too hard, so he had to say, "Okay, I will send someone to send you back." ”

"Your Majesty."

……

Song Beibei was soon sent home.

She immediately called Lizhi and ordered, "Lizhi, you hurry up to the temple and call Bai Jiu'er over." ”

"Yes......" Lizhi responded, but hesitated, "Master, do you have something to say to her?" If so, the slave can help you pass the word directly. Because of the special status of the white girl, if something happens on the way here, won't the master be responsible? ”

Song Beibei showed a wry smile on his face: "Don't worry, Shen Zhao will protect her and won't let her have an accident." ”

Li Zhi immediately noticed that there was a problem between Song Beibei and Shen Zhao, but she didn't say anything, and responded: "Yes, the slave will go over." ”