Chapter 3, just in time

Hmm? Feng Hongluan looked up, gently gazing at Qiao'er. This little girl, who had grown up with Feng Hongluan, was the only person in this world who treated her well

Since Yalin has made up his mind to be ruthless towards her, perhaps he won't even feel heartbroken

"It's nothing. I just woke up and my mind is a bit disoriented." Feng Hongluan shook her head, realizing that she had frightened the little girl earlier. She gently reassured her, saying, "I apologize for earlier; I scared you. The Black and White Impermanence were going to take me away, so I tried to strangle them, but I didn't expect to strangle you instead."

For instance, at this moment, her soul truly exists within the body of another person

"As long as the young lady is alive, Qiao'er is willing to do anything." With her eyes swollen and red from crying, Qiao'er looked at Feng Hongluan and nodded firmly.

If it were love, that shot of hers should have struck his heart, allowing him to accompany her to the underworld.

An indescribable feeling, it is as if I have become a different person

Wuwu... Miss... Qiao'er is so scared... As long as the Miss is alive..." Qiao'er began to cry again

"Are you going to seek that Second Lady again?" Feng Hongluan's expression instantly turned cold: "I am well. From now on, it will only be others who seek us out, and we will no longer seek others."

Miss Qiao Er once again saw the cold expression on Feng Hongluan's face, and immediately looked at her in a panic. Such a young lady is truly frightening

With this thought in mind, the smile at the corners of the mouth deepened

What kind of exquisite and translucent woman could this be

Feng Hongluan's expression instantly turned cold, just as they arrived. Even if they hadn't come, she would have sought them out. From now on, this Prime Minister's residence would be her domain

"If you keep crying, your eyes will go blind. Stop crying, I'm perfectly fine!" Feng Hongluan still did not like to be too close to others and pushed Qiao'er away with her hand

Bai Qianqian quickly digested the memories in her mind and discovered that Feng Hongluan was truly a talented woman... In the fields of history, literature, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, as well as needlework and embroidery... It seemed there was nothing she could not do

Those who have not walked through the hail of bullets do not understand the preciousness of life. Those who have not struggled for survival in darkness will not know how good light is

Perhaps compared to her, she still does not love Yalin enough

But she is not; she is Bai Qianqian. Since childhood, she has known that anyone can live without anyone else. And she will only live better.

Blue Night ... ... Blue Night should be quite good too

She did not know why she was here, but she understood that some things are destined in a mysterious way. Although she did not believe in supernatural forces, there are indeed many things in the world that cannot be explained by science.

What else in that world is black? What is white?

Gave Qiao'er a comforting glance, not even looking outside, and calmly said

Miss, are you... are you alright? Do you really not need me to ask the Second Madam to find a doctor?" Lan'er looked at Feng Hongluan with concern, feeling anxious inside. She especially could not forget how the young lady had previously threatened to kill her.

Grandfather does not have her, but he has the entire Global Consortium. Those who wish to serve the old gentleman flock to him eagerly; it is merely a matter of feeling sad for a while

Miss ... ... "Qiao'er immediately turned pale with fear as she looked outside.

Without even seeing her face, only catching a glimpse of her profile, one could love her to such an extent, willing to sacrifice one's own life.

Feng Hongluan felt a warmth in her heart and patted Qiao'er on the back. In order to dispel the fear she had just instilled in her, she had to continue fabricating lies: "Do not be afraid, the King of Hell has taken them back. He said my lifespan is not yet up, they have made a mistake."

She does not care about the slander of the world, only about one man. A man named Jun Zili. Her mind is almost entirely filled with the image of the handsome man in white from four years ago, beneath the peach blossom tree at the Qing Shan Ancient Temple.

Bai Qianqian thought to herself, a cold smile appearing at the corner of her mouth. Since heaven had given her a chance, she would live well. A single person's body carries the lives of two. Feng Hongluan did not have the courage to continue living, but she did.

Yet she never realized that she had always regarded Yalin as her light, which instead led her deeper into the abyss of darkness

Do not be afraid! I am here!

"Hmm, Qiao'er, don't cry anymore." Qiao'er nodded and moved away from Feng Hongluan's body: "Miss, where do you feel unwell? You must tell Qiao'er, Qiao'er..."

She is not merely weak; rather, she has always remembered her mother's dying words, which compel her to endure everything. Over a long period of enduring, her character has been worn away.

The young lady rarely smiles, and she is aware that the young lady looks beautiful when she does. However, at this moment, she feels that the young lady is different from before

In the past, although the young lady smiled, she could never conceal the sorrow in her brows and eyes, appearing delicate and in need of pity. However, at this moment, her smile is genuine and heartfelt. She is even more beautiful, enveloped in a faint glow that captivates the gaze of those who look at her.

Bai Qianqian thought of Lan Ye and suddenly sighed. She had always known Lan Ye's feelings for her. However, she also knew that Lan Ye was struggling to survive in the darkness; she had always known that Lan Ye was not her light. She could give up her life for Lan Ye, but she would not love.

Little did she know that the word 'endure' is like a knife hanging over her head; the consequence of her endurance has been years of suffering and bullying in the Prime Minister's residence

Do not worry, I am in good health. I have walked around the gates of hell, yet I still appear as weak as ever; neither of us would survive. The fact that I have returned alive should make Qiao'er happy, shouldn't it?" Feng Hongluan said to Qiao'er

Perhaps what mattered more was that piece of divorce paper, which extinguished the fire in her heart. That man was her last glimmer of hope in this world. Once that person extinguished her hope, she lost all desire to live

Hmm! Feng Hongluan nodded in satisfaction. She furrowed her brows as she glanced at the embroidered shoes on the floor, pushed aside the quilt, and reluctantly got out of bed to put them on. She then stepped towards a worn-out copper mirror.

Now she is Feng Hongluan, truly wonderful! From now on, she is no longer Bai Qianqian, but Feng Hongluan.

Even she, who prides herself on being a genius, cannot help but feel a sense of shock towards those things

and also established the reputation of being the first incompetent fool of the Eastern Li Kingdom

There are three countries in this world. One country is the homeland of her body owner, known as the Eastern Li Kingdom; another, no less than Eastern Li, is the Western Liang Kingdom; and there is a mysterious country overseas in the Eastern Sea, called the Blue Snow Kingdom

Feng Hongluan, having read extensively and possessing a clear and perceptive mind, is nonetheless a woman who has never stepped beyond the confines of her home, raised in a secluded mansion. In simple terms, she is like a flower that requires nurturing and care from others

According to her memory, this country is one that has never existed in history. It is probably another space-time.

Having taken just two steps, I heard footsteps approaching the small courtyard, accompanied by the noisy chatter of swallows and warblers. A strong, pungent scent of cosmetics also wafted into the room

"Miss... Miss... you said... you said that the Black and White Impermanence will take you away... Miss..." Not saying it would have been better, but once mentioned, Qiao'er’s little face turned even paler, and she trembled in fear, hugging Feng Hongluan tightly: "Miss... will they come again... Qiao'er is willing to be taken away by them in place of the miss..."

Hmm! Bai Qianqian nodded gently. She reached out and pulled Qiao'er up from the ground

Upon hearing Bai Qianqian's words, Qiao'er immediately stopped crying, raised her head, and looked at the soft smile on her face, momentarily lost in thought, gazing at her and murmuring: "Miss...?"

"Miss? Miss..." Lan Er was pulled up by Bai Qianqian, her pale face showing a look of anxiety as she stared at her.