Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1731 Can you face the father calmly?

Jill fell asleep without knowing it.

When she woke up, she found that the carriage had stopped, and it was dark in the carriage. She guessed it was night.

She frowned and whispered, "Xiaolin, Xiaotian, Xiaomu, where are you?"

Her voice almost fell, and the carriage curtain was suddenly lifted from the outside.

Because of the light on the back of the person, she didn't recognize who the person was for a while, but looking at her figure, she didn't look like a coachman, so she narrowed her eyes and said, "Who are you?"

Only then did she realize that something was wrong.

The three children are gone, and the coachman is missing.

Could it be that he met the robbers halfway, and they were killed when she fell asleep?

But she didn't notice the movement at all, how dead did she sleep?

Thinking of this, her heart sank, and her finger touched the dagger in the sleeve.

But at this moment, someone suddenly got into the carriage.

Ji Er's eyes were sharp, and the dagger in his hand had already been pierced out.

However, what she didn't expect was that the people who came here did not hide.

The dagger in her hand pierced his arm directly.

The smell of blood immediately filled the carriage.

She could even clearly hear the sound of the sharp blade entering the flesh, but the other party didn't say a word, as if she couldn't feel the pain.

Just as she was stunned, the other party suddenly stretched out her hand and took her into her arms.

After regaining his senses, Jill's complexion changed, she pulled out her dagger, and wanted to stab again, but when she smelled the familiar breath of the man, she froze there.

"Snapped!"

The dagger in her hand fell.

"Jill..." The man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, it seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time, but his tone at this time was relieved and relaxed.

With a cool face, he aroused her when he buried Jill's shoulder and neck.

A thin lump formed on her arm instantly.

Jill clenched his fingers.

At this moment, she had adapted to the darkness, and with the faint light outside, she could finally see the person's face clearly.

"Xiao Qi..." When looking at the man's haggard face covered with wind and frost, Jill finally couldn't help it and called out softly.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, she did not speak, holding her arm, but tightened a bit.

Ji Er felt guilty, thinking that she had stabbed him just now, and hurriedly took his hand, wanting to check, "Little Qi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I don't know it was you..."

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, she still didn't speak, but hugged her quietly.

When Ji Er suspected that he could hold himself in this way, he finally raised his head, his voice low, with a sense of vicissitudes of life, "That's nothing but flesh and flesh pain. But Ji Er, it really hurts here." He suddenly grabbed her hand and placed it on his heart.

Jill's fingers trembled, and he felt more guilty.

Her leaving without saying goodbye seemed to hurt him.

She felt very uncomfortable. After a long time, she sighed and whispered: "Little Qi, do you hate me?"

At the time at Xishuiguan, she had thought that he would feel uncomfortable for a while when she left, but after seeing each other now, she realized that it was far from simple as she thought.

She thought that without her, he would still be able to live well, just like the few years he had left.

He can walk away for a few years in order to avoid her, so she thought that without her by his side, he would certainly adapt quickly.

But the fact seems to be contrary to what she thought.

"Jil, promise me, don't leave us again." The seventh day of the month was very light, as if she was afraid of shocking her.

Upon hearing this, Ji Er did not answer his question directly, but said: "The queen seems to be sick. I am very worried about her."

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, she naturally noticed her escape, and pain flashed in her eyes.

He was silent, but did not force her to give a promise immediately.

For him, it was a blessing to find her.

"Well, let's go back to see her together."

Jill heard the words, but stopped talking.

She didn't know how to deal with herself when she returned. Can she face her father calmly? Or... leave again.

(End of this chapter)