Transmigrating into a short-lived cannon fodder, she beat the son of destiny to pieces

Chapter 129: The Concubines Exchanged in the King’s Seizure of His Minister’s Wife (24)

Qi Lin's face turned pale, and he immediately understood everything.

When he was standing outside the door just now, he had imagined the worst possible outcome.

Now that his prediction came true, he still felt a sense of depression in his chest that couldn't go up or down, and he felt very suffocated.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Qi felt both distressed and anxious, fearing that he would be unable to get over it.

"Lin'er, I know you're upset, but you have to understand...her heart isn't with you."

These words were like another heavy hammer falling on Qi Lin's chest. The oppressive feeling of grief made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He felt like there was a fire of rage burning in his heart, waiting to break out of the cage and burn everything the day his sanity collapsed.

When he was young, he could never understand Wang's crazy emotions, but now he finally understands how it feels.

The endless expectations every night are intertwined with the jealousy of unrequited love. Who can not go crazy after a long time?

He didn't know how he got back to the room. The courtyard was brightly lit with candles.

Looking at the cups in front of him, Qi Yanzhi's thoughts were inevitably drawn back to the time when Sui Ning played games with him during the day.

Thinking of the smile on her face and her gentle voice, it was like the melting ice and snow on the top of a mountain. It was something he had never seen when he was awake, like a dream.

Qi Lin felt a little warm in his heart, and the corners of his mouth began to rise.

When he regained consciousness, he was the only one left in the huge room.

The furnishings here have not changed, but he feels endless emptiness, and his heart also becomes empty.

Just as winter began, he already felt the biting cold.

When Qi An came in with the medicine, he saw Qi Lin sitting at the table, staring blankly at the teacup in front of him.

The whole person looked dazed, and his whole body revealed a sense of loneliness and desolation.

Qi An sighed helplessly, "Sir, it's time to take the medicine."

Qi Lin was slightly stunned, put down the cup in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Put it down, I'll drink it later."

After Qi An left, the room became quiet again.

The scalding bowl of medicine burned his fingers red, but even at this temperature, it still couldn't warm his cold heart.

The doctor's diagnosis when he woke up during the day was still echoing in his mind.

He only has three years!

After all, the medicine damaged his foundation, and this time the attack was even more severe. He lost all his sanity and was neither human nor ghost.

What girl's husband would be a monster like him?

In the long run, can he really guarantee that Sui Ning will not be hurt?

Maybe what grandma said was right. Her life should be beautiful and she shouldn't be tied to him for the rest of her life.

Qi Lin took a deep breath and poured the medicine into his mouth.

The bitter medicine spread wildly in his mouth, greatly stimulating his taste buds and making him want to cry.

It's really bitter.

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backyard.

Sui Ning leaned leisurely on the couch with a hot water bottle in her arms, watching the live broadcast from Qi Lin's side and chatting with Liu Liu from time to time.

Suddenly they saw Qi Lin in the picture, who actually started grinding ink and writing a divorce letter.

Qi Lin stopped just after writing the two big words "divorce".

The ink dripped from the tip of the pen onto the paper, staining the large characters on it into a ball of ink.

He was hesitating.

"Ningning, it looks like we should be able to get the divorce papers soon." Liuliu said excitedly.

Although it sympathized with Qi Lin's situation, for it as a system, completing the mission was more important.

Sui Ning stroked its soft fur and said, "It's almost there, but we may have to wait a little longer."

Liuliu doesn’t understand.

But it soon got the answer from the broadcast.

Qi Lin ultimately did not write the divorce agreement. He collapsed powerlessly on the chair like a deflated ball.

At his feet, pens, ink, paper and inkstone were scattered all over the floor.

Liuliu: ...

Even though Qi Lin's love for Sui Ning was not pure before, things became different after the illness.

But fate is always cruel.

He and Sui Ning were two parallel lines from the very beginning, destined to never intersect.

But just as Liu Liu was sympathizing with Qi Lin, a warm and wet touch fell on the fur on his neck, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

You don't have to think twice to know who it is.

"Meow!"

It jumped up instantly, its hair stood up, its pale yellow cat pupils stood up, and it let out a sharp cry.

"Meow meow meow!!!" It's so dirty! How many times have I told you not to lick me with your tongue! It stinks!

I'll have to spend gold coins to wash my skin later.

The little cat on the couch lowered its ears and looked at it aggrievedly, "I just rinsed my mouth, it doesn't stink. Your fur is so beautiful, I couldn't help it..."

Liuliu rubbed his hair a little frantically, feeling that he was completely dirty.

But due to its good upbringing, it really cannot say any swear words.

Xiao Ning jumped off the couch and came to Liuliu, "Meow meow meow." Your hair is messy, let me help you comb it.

"Meow!" Don't come over here!

Liuliu ran away almost the moment it came close.

Xiao Ning followed behind him and called, "Meow meow meow." Ah Liu, don't run, I'll help you sort it out.

Liuliu was so exhausted that she wanted to cry, "Meow..." Don't chase me...

It swore that it would never use this damn cat skin again.

The harm is not shallow!

Looking at the two cats chasing and playing in the yard, Sui Ning laughed out loud, seeming to enjoy the fun.

Looking at the sad Qi Lin in the broadcast, Sui Ning understood that he would come to find her soon.

The next morning.

Sui Ning had just woken up from her sleep when she heard a rhythmic "knock knock knock" sound coming from outside the window.

She put on her coat and opened the window. A small black shadow quickly rushed into the room and landed in front of her bed.

Looking closely, I saw that it was a young falcon, covered with fur and about the size of a palm, very cute.

At this time, it was holding a wintersweet bud in its mouth that had not yet bloomed.

After seeing Sui Ning, he flew around her a few times, as if confirming something.

After Sui Ning opened her palm, it gently placed the wintersweet in its mouth on her hand and raised its paw towards her.

Only then did Sui Ning notice that there was a small piece of paper tied to its paw.

She took off the note and felt quite fond of the intelligent falcon in front of her, so she poured it some more water.

Looking at the falcon pecking at the water droplets bit by bit, Sui Ning thought of its owner.

Unfolding the letter, the powerful handwriting instantly caught her eye.

Just like Qi Yanzhi himself, his calligraphy is vigorous and powerful, as powerful as a rainbow, like iron painting and silver hook, and its sharpness is also accompanied by a bit of unrestrained and unrestrainedness.

However, after reading the content of the letter, Sui Ning was a little surprised. Qi Yanzhi actually became so literary, which was rare for him.

I only saw the words written in the creed, 'If we cannot meet on the first day, I will miss you when I walk and when I sit.'

Sui Ning couldn't help but chuckle.

This didn't sound like something he would say at all. She really couldn't imagine what Qi Yanzhi looked like when he wrote this creed.

As she expected, Qi Yanzhi had been waiting anxiously in the room since the falcon flew out of the general's mansion.

Walking back and forth, I imagined Sui Ning's expression when he got the plum blossom and the creed.

On the desk not far from him, there were books such as "The Book of Songs", "Collection of Love Letters", and "Three Hundred Love Letters".

Qi You consoled him, "General, take a break. Miss Sui Ning might be writing back to you right now."

The general was not tired from walking around like this, he was almost dizzy.

"But it doesn't take that long to reply." Qi Yanzhi looked a little uneasy. "Do you think that silly bird might have lost its way?"

Eagle·Silly Bird·Falcon:…………