When Qingyin opened her eyes, she saw a patch of shattered water, with broken bubbles slowly rising to the surface—a dreamlike and beautiful scene.
But Qingyin was no longer able to appreciate it. She couldn't tell what kind of clothes the body was wearing. They were complicated and heavy. Because it had absorbed a lot of water vapor in the water, they were very heavy and made the body fall into the dark, abyss-like place below.
Qingyin reacted quickly, immediately realizing that the body she had transmigrated into had fallen into the water. She didn't have time to struggle and desperately tried to take off the heavy clothes, but this body had been soaking for who knows how long. Her chest was in pain, her whole body was stiff with cold, and her eyes were stinging. It was extremely difficult to even lift her hand. Qingyin's throat hurt, and she couldn't help but curse in her heart: "Damn system, I don't know where it has teleported me!"
Is she going to die as soon as she arrives?
It's impossible for her to die. The original owner's time for death hasn't come yet, so Qingyin can't possibly die.
Therefore, in Qingyin's last remaining consciousness, she heard a cold male voice coming from the shore in a hazy state.
"Go and save them, just make sure they don't drown."
Not long after the male voice fell, Qingyin, still half-dazed, felt several people jump into the lake where she was and come to her rescue.
The person who saved her was extremely strong, holding her tightly and very carefully. Their voice sounded like they were crying, clearly indicating that they were someone who had a very good relationship with the original owner of the body.
But Qingyin no longer cared who had saved her; she had only one thought in her mind: to find out which scoundrel had let her almost drown.
—
The Prime Minister's Residence.
A handsome man in a black robe was intimately embracing a fair-skinned, oval-faced, cute and charming young girl. He held an umbrella over the girl's head, but his sharp eyes were coldly fixed on the lady opposite him, whom he had pushed into the lake and who had been rescued by her own maid.
That look didn't seem like he was looking at his wife; it looked more like he was looking at an enemy.
In fact, it can be considered a close call.
The charming young girl leaned against his chest, revealing her innocent, doe-like eyes as she secretly glanced at the disheveled woman lying on the ground. She said, "Brother Liu... this is really too much for Sister Song. She certainly didn't mean it. You... Sister Song will definitely be heartbroken."
"Heh, why is she sad? Yingying, you're just too kind. Song Qingqing clearly did it on purpose to hurt you. If she hadn't taken advantage of her background to bully you, you wouldn't be in this situation... Yingying, don't try to explain for her. She deserves it. Let's go."
The handsome man who called Liu Gege looked at the girl in his arms with pity and said, but when he turned to look at Qingyin, his gaze was cold and sharp, like a knife.
Having been rescued and leaning against the maid's arms, Qingyin, barely managing to stay conscious, listened to the words in her ear and couldn't help but feel nauseous.
Damn, what a perfect picture of a green tea b*tch paired with a scumbag.
She groggily opened her eyes and glanced in the direction of the extremely cold-voiced man.
Yeah, he's pretty handsome, but his heart is really cold.
Upon seeing her face clearly, Qingyin lost all strength and completely fainted.
The scumbag himself (Liu Zhi), who was glanced at by Qingyin, couldn't help but frown. The woman lying in the maid's arms was arguably the most pathetic she had ever been in front of him.
She was soaking wet, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were wrinkled and stuck together, her face was extremely pale, and her eyes were red. But the moment she opened her eyes and looked at him, Liu Zhi, who was comforting Su Fangying, felt a slight pang of guilt and... tenderness.
She seems a little different.
The gaze that had always been filled with love for him suddenly became crystal clear, as if all those emotions had vanished.
Being stared at by those eyes, I unconsciously felt a sense of guilt.
Liu Zhi was stunned.
Standing next to him, Su Fangying, who knew him well, could hardly fail to notice this change in Liu Zhi.
She keenly raised her head and looked at him, following Liu Zhi's gaze.
Brother Liu is looking at Song Qingqing!
He frowned; was he feeling heartache and regret again?
Su Fangying's heart sank, and her fingernails, tucked into her sleeve, dug into her flesh.
No, she couldn't let Song Qingqing take Brother Liu away again. Brother Liu... must be hers.
In an instant, the pretty young girl's face fell again, her eyes filled with disappointment and pain.
Just then, Qingyin closed her eyes, causing Liu Zhi to lose consciousness, coupled with Su Fangying's deliberate words.
"Brother Liu, I'm sorry. It's all because of me that Sister Song ended up like this."
Liu Zhi's face darkened again. After Su Fangying's deliberate "self-blame," he recalled the reason why Song Qingqing fell into the lake.
"Yingying, don't blame yourself. It wasn't your fault. Blame Song Qingqing for being so vicious."
After saying that, Liu Zhi's slight guilt and unease vanished completely, replaced by anger towards Song Qingqing and self-reproach towards his beloved.
The two left, paying no attention to the woman who had fallen to the ground and was being carried back by a maid.
—
When Qingyin woke up again, it was the dead of night, and she could hear the extremely sad crying of a little girl.
The sound wasn't loud, and he seemed to be trying his best to control himself, wanting to keep his voice down, but because of his intense emotions, the sound was always intermittent.
"Waaaaah... Mother..."
As Qingyin listened to that voice, a feeling of sadness and a desire for comfort suddenly welled up in her heart.
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