PDLP Chapter 115 Ziyou's Past 3
Chapter 115 Ziyou's Past 3
"Xing'er, what's wrong with you?" The queen was a little anxious.
Nan Wanxing shook her head and said, "I accidentally got a stitch in the side while practicing my Qi. Don't worry, Madam."
The queen looked at the other person's expression, pursed her lips and said nothing. Apart from the scene just now, she couldn't think of any other place that could make her like this!
She was not ready to expose the other party. She moved her eyes to the vortex, which could attract Xing'er's thoughts...
That woman couldn't be...
The Queen's face looked a little ugly, that shouldn't be the case!
She made a wrong inference!
Nan Wanxing felt a flow of energy entering his body, and the discomfort caused by his anger just now disappeared.
"Don't always waste your energy on me." Nan Wanxing left Ziyou's arms.
The person had already left, but Ziyou still maintained the gesture of supporting him. She glanced at her arm, which was where Xiao Xingxing had just leaned on.
Her fingers moved unconsciously, and then she slowly lowered her arm. The other party's tone was so cold just now.
She... must have recognized me.
Ziyou lowered his eyes, sat aside, and no longer cared about the scene above.
Nan Wanxing noticed that the other party had left their range and remained silent. She didn't know how to start talking now.
While he was thinking, another picture appeared in the vortex.
An orphan girl, who has been bullied since childhood and has no one to protect her, is a little beggar.
"Look! It's that dumb fool again!" a child shouted nearby, and his shouting attracted several other children of the same age.
"How are we going to play with her today?" The people who had subdued the little beggar discussed together.
A little girl suggested: "I have been annoyed by her face for a long time, why not destroy her face?"
"Isn't this consequence a bit..."
"Anyway, she's stupid and has no one to back her up. She can't even speak. What's there to be afraid of?"
The little girl took the candle that she had prepared long ago and burned the other person's face little by little, then extinguished it and then relit it. As if she felt that it was not fun to be alone, she passed the candle to her companion.
"There's only half of his face left. Each of you should take action! No one can stay out of this."
Like a relay baton, they took turns to warm the little beggar's face with fire.
After seeing that the other person's face was completely ruined, several people were afraid that someone might die, so they all ran back home.
My head and face hurt so much from being clamped by them.
The little beggar slowly crawled up, returned to the cemetery, lay down on a grave and began to welcome his death.
After a long time, she opened her eyes. She found that she was not dead and was very hungry. She planned to find a new route to pick up food so that she would not run into those people.
Time accelerated, and she grew up alone, eating garbage.
Today, like every day, she went to pick up things as usual. When she passed by an alley, a ginger cat caught her attention.
In the past, these cats always wanted to bully her, but not this one. It was very docile, which made the little beggar want to get closer to it.
She changed direction and slowly approached it. It was such a small orange cat, so mini.
A smile appeared on the little beggar's face, and she stretched out her index finger and gently stroked the top of its head.
"Meow."
"You're so cute. Are you hungry? I'll find you something to eat."
The little beggar said the first words in her life. It turns out that she can speak in this life!
She picked up a lot of things, but the cat didn't eat them. Could it be that the cat wanted to eat clean food?
"Wait here for me to come back~"
"Meow."
The cat squatted there obediently.
The little beggar took a deep breath and walked to a house. She went in...
Steal something...
Unfortunately, because of her inexperience, she was caught on the spot. After being beaten to death, she still held the stolen cake tightly in her arms. The owner of the household was so angry that he wanted to send her to the authorities.
The physical pain was nothing compared to the anxiety in her heart, the kitten was still waiting for her.
She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she broke free from the other person's grip and ran wildly, spitting out blood along the way.
With perseverance, I made it all the way to the place where I had agreed to meet the kitten.
The cat is still there, but...
There was blood all around it.
The skin was also peeled off.
Such a scene made her originally calm eyes become bloodthirsty for the first time.
She shifted her gaze towards the man who still held the dagger in his hand. The blood was still dripping from the dagger, making a pleasant sound.
She walked towards the man.
"Hey, little beggar, are you here to die?" The man did not see her as a threat.
Until a dagger was inserted into his chest.
He looked at the dagger in disbelief, it was his!
How could a little beggar...
The man lay next to the cat with his eyes open.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let you wait for me here." The little beggar held up the bloody kitten. "If I hadn't met you, you would have lived well."
She took the kitten and its skin back to the cemetery.
She dug a small hole next to the grave where she had slept for more than 20 years. She wrapped the kitten in her tattered clothes and buried it forever together with the stolen cake.
She lay beside the kitten's grave and said, "I'm sorry, I only stole this piece of cake. I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."
After saying that, she vomited a lot of blood. It turned out that her internal organs had been damaged by that family.
Without the motivation to support herself, she naturally couldn't hold on.
She just lay there and gradually stopped breathing.
This time the picture did not stop, but continued to accelerate, with countless scenes following one after another.
In countless reincarnations, she has never felt the warmth of others. Her appearance has been ruined in every life, and she has been bullied by others. She is like a lonely star floating in the universe, spinning alone, silently enduring endless loneliness and coldness.
In every life, I wandered alone in the world, and the only light I had ever touched was that orange cat.
The scene was still speeding up, and this time there was a woman in a room that she had never seen before.
Her face was blurry, making it difficult for the others to see clearly.
It seems like he is studying something. Is that a book?
The picture got closer and closer, and the woman's blurry face became a little clearer.
Although it is not very clear, it is certain that her appearance has not been destroyed in this life and her body has not been abused.
As the crowds were curious, the woman's face gradually became clear.
Yes……
Ziyou!
The picture stops here.
Except for Nan Wanxing, everyone was stunned and stood still.
They uncontrollably walked forward a few steps with their eyes wide open, as if to confirm the face of the person on the screen.
Someone rubbed his eyes hard, and when he opened them, he saw the same scene.
The queen stared at him without blinking, her breathing constantly changing. When she was about to collapse, she seemed to feel her body become lighter.
She looked back and saw that it was Zi'er who was supplying her with energy.
No one noticed when she appeared behind them.
"Your Majesty, please go sit aside for a while. You and His Majesty have been standing for a long time, and your body must be exhausted."