My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

Wen Mingxuan's figure swayed slightly.

"What? What a thousand rings?" Wen Mingxuan asked, hearing his somewhat erratic voice.

The emperor's face looked a little strange, a little sour, a little envious and bitter.

"When the Jiang family framed the Wen family, Xiao Yu'er knelt in front of me and kowtowed until her head was bleeding... begging me to seek justice for the Wen family, begging me to send the evidence she stole to my father."

"I admire her. I originally wanted to keep her, but I understand that the person who keeps her can't keep her heart. She is so contemptuous of the imperial power and so arrogant, but she is willing to kneel before me for you. Keep kowtowing in front of her. I...can only let her go free." The emperor still felt a little regretful when he thought of his young love.

He now has a queen, but they are married and neither of them has been attracted to each other.

It's nothing more than treating each other as guests and pretending to be a loving couple in front of the world.

The country needs stability.

Wen Mingxuan at this moment.

But it was like being struck by lightning.

"What did you say?!"

"Kowtow? Pray for the Wen family?" Wen Mingxuan was shocked. He knew nothing about this matter and had no idea what happened to Xiao Yu'er back then.

Now that I think about it, Xiao Yuer rushed into the execution ground with blood on his head.

All for a reason.

Wen Mingxuan's lips opened, and his throat seemed to be blocked.

The emperor waved his hand: "I have my responsibility. I can't tie Xiao Yu'er to me. You are the best match. You are also the one she chose."

Wen Mingxuan seemed to have been sucked out of his breath, his whole body had lost all energy and energy, and he looked a little decadent.

His palms trembled slightly and he couldn't even make a fist.

"Xiao Yu'er..." He recalled what he had asked in the competition that day.

Xiao Yu'er, have you ever loved me?

Xiao Yu'er looked at him deeply and silently.

Wen Mingxuan staggered and walked towards the outside of the city step by step.

He walked step by step on the road he had walked before, and encountered a heavy rain along the way.

He was about to open the umbrella, and when the raindrops wet his body, scenes of sealed memories flashed before his eyes.

At that time.

He had a death wish and no longer wanted to live.

His whole body was hot and he had a high fever, and he couldn't remember anything.

He could only vaguely feel that someone was carrying him and kept moving forward.

Now, he is a monk and has extraordinary memories.

Those forgotten memories gradually emerged.

The thin girl walked in the heavy rain with an anxious face, and on her back was a man who was taller and stronger than her.

The man's sword eyebrows flew into his temples, but his cheeks were red, his lips were white, and he had no will to live.

She took off her shirt and covered it with the man. His lips turned purple from the cold and his body shivered slightly.

Carrying him on his back, he used all his strength to leave deep footprints.

Humble prayers knocked on one door after another.

"Hello, is there anyone at home?"

"Hello, where is the doctor?"

"Please, please open the door. Please save him..." The girl's voice trembled, begging one stranger after another.

Wen Mingxuan followed all the way to Luoshan Village.

Wen Mingxuan saw Xiao Yu'er in the phantom, carrying his unconscious self, and his heart almost went numb.

Until Granny Yang opened the door.

He saw Xiao Yuer sighing in relief and secretly smiling.

I saw Xiaoyuer repairing the big hole in the thatched house bit by bit, and I saw her digging out camellias from the mountain and planting plum blossoms in front of her window.

Wen Mingxuan was so congested that he couldn't breathe.

Before entering the village, some villagers heard an ouch.

A group of villagers gathered around him. They seemed to think that his face was familiar, but they also felt that he had an unusual temperament and did not dare to approach him.

"Is... is it Mr. Mingxuan?" The old man was a little in disbelief.

Wen Mingxuan paused, then nodded slightly.

The old man slapped his thigh: "Little Cherry, Little Cherry... Oh, Mrs. Yang, Mingxuan is back." The old man turned around and shouted to the Yang family. Wen Mingxuan walked along the path of memory.

Step by step towards the deepest part of the village.

In the far corner is his and Xiao Yu'er's wedding room.

The village granted them a home.

The old house that was originally crumbling was repaired by him and Xiao Yu'er, and the thatch on the roof was replaced with bricks and tiles.

When it rained, the ground was covered with muddy yellow mud. He filled it piece by piece with bluestones, making it even and smooth.

He made the fence from bamboo. The bamboo fence that once had a hint of green now also has a slight yellow tint.

The peach tree dug by Xiao Yu'er has already begun to bear fruit, and the tree is red, making people salivate.

There are many ivy planted at the foot of the wall. When they got married, the ivy was only ankle-high. Now they have climbed all over the wall, and it is lush and full of small flowers.

The sound of rapid footsteps came.

Then I heard Grandma Yang shouting in a crying voice: "Brother Xuan..."

Turning around, a three-year-old baby was standing behind Granny Yang.

"It's really Mingxuan, Mingxuan, where did you go? After the wedding that day, you and Xiao Yu'er disappeared. Mo Ling, Little Cherry and I searched the whole village, but we couldn't find you."

Granny Yang stepped forward and pulled Wen Mingxuan.

Only then did he realize that four years had passed, and Wen Mingxuan had not changed at all.

"Uncle Mingxuan..." The little guy was also obedient and tight.

This is the child of Little Cherry and Mo Ling.

Wen Mingxuan stroked the child's head, looking slightly surprised that this child actually had spiritual roots.

"Mother-in-law is worried."

"That day, my enemy suddenly came looking for me. He left in a hurry and had no time to say hello to my mother-in-law." Wen Mingxuan looked inside the house.

Granny Yang's face was full of concern: "Did you escape later?"

Wen Mingxuan nodded: "Later, I was lucky enough to be saved by the Immortal Sect, and now I have escaped from the mortal world."

Grandma Yang was so happy that she clapped her hands.

"Okay, okay, you are blessed. Now that you are back, we will have dinner together later."

"Where's Xiao Yu'er? Why didn't you come back together?" Granny Yang asked.

Wen Mingxuan paused, and the pain in his heart made him pale.

"Little Cherry and Mo Ling often clean the house, and they are worried that there will be no one to live in when you come back. I will go back first and let Little Cherry prepare food." Granny Yang said, then took the child home.

"Oh, I don't know who killed Qian Dao and set up a monument for Xiao Yu'er in your backyard. At that time, I thought something had happened to you two. Little Cherry's eyes were swollen from crying." Granny Yang muttered.

Luoshan Village used to be in ruins, but now it has turned around.

Mo Ling cannot use his cultivation, but he can hunt and find herbs.

Relying on his own skills, he has now built the most magnificent house in the village.

The villagers who looked down on Little Cherry back then, now who doesn't envy her.

The one-in-a-million son-in-law who came to her house actually gave her an advantage.

All the land that the second wife had occupied back then was returned, and Granny Yang was doing well.

Wen Mingxuan stood in front of the door and saw the faded Double Happiness that was about to fall.

It was as if I saw Xiao Yuer again that day wearing a red dress, under the candlelight, with a face full of shyness and expectation.

That day.

They worshiped heaven and earth, worshiped in the high hall, and got married under the oath of heaven and earth.

And myself...

But he stabbed her with a knife.