Chapter 333: Luo'er is reborn again? She even turned into a male voice!

A girl's wailing cry rang out.

Li Qingluo saw a three- or four-year-old child sitting on the ground, rubbing their eyes and wailing loudly.

Lying beside her was her mother, already lifeless.

Although they had clearly fled inside the city gate, they were still caught up by the rampaging Lotus Sect followers who killed the young woman.

Although the officials caught up and killed that Lotus Sect follower with a single blow, the girl sat on the ground while the adults rushing about only cared about their own escape, leaving no one to look after her.

Li Qingluo felt a sharp pang in her heart.

She couldn't help but rise and go over.

When she was young, she lived in the Liu household, not understanding why her parents didn't dote on her.

Cleary she was also their child, yet she had never experienced the feeling of being protected and loved by parents.

This child before her, so young and already motherless—how is she any different from her younger self?

No longer having parents to protect her.

Devoid of familial affection, enduring endless hardship, cold words, and scornful looks, over a dozen years later she wonders how she ever endured it.

Li Qingluo wanted to save this child.

However, as soon as she moved, Zhui Yu understood her intention.

"Miss, let me go—you stay still!"

Zhui Yu blocked Li Qingluo's path, then sprinted over and scooped up the girl.

After he brought the girl to Li Qingluo's side, Li Qingluo finally relaxed.

Yet the people needing rescue were far more than just one.

Li Qingluo sent Zhui Yu away again, urging him to hurry and save the other children abandoned in the crowd.

After Zhui Yu left, she turned her head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She had already been seriously injured.

Especially that palm strike from Princess Qinyu—according to her master's words about the heart meridian, she must have injured it.

Thus she could no longer suppress the bloody-sweet taste rising in her throat.

Earlier, because she insisted on chasing Princess Qinyu, hoping to behead her today with her sword, she had forced herself to keep going.

But the moment she realized today she had to give up on that, her strength drained away.

Now she felt increasingly miserable, as if every bone and limb ached.

The little girl beside her sniffled, pulling a handkerchief from her bosom.

"Older sister?"

"Wipe..."

"Don't die..."

The little girl looked at her with tear-filled eyes, seeming afraid she would collapse like her mother.

Li Qingluo gave her a friendly twitch of the corner of her mouth.

Although it was strange why she, seeing her own attire, knew she was an older sister, yet she felt warmed by her concern.

She reached out to pat the child's head, hearing from the city walls outside the sound of Po Feng.

The hanged person, with a bang, had the rope cut and fell heavily to the ground.

"Listen! All Lotus Sect followers, stop immediately! Why don't you quickly surrender!"

"This Incense Master is utterly fake!"

"The person you truly wish to save has long been replaced by the Lotus Sect Leader."

"Look at what you're throwing your lives away for—the Lotus Sect that slaughters innocents—ask yourselves if it's worth losing your humanity to massacre the innocent like this!"

"The Lotus God you Lotus Sect followers worship—is this how it conveys compassion for the world?"

In an instant, the Lotus Sect followers, who had been fighting the officials with bloodshot eyes, froze in place.

A Lotus Sect follower lunged forward to look at the hanged person's face and cried out in shock: "It really isn't Incense Master Zheng!"

"I, we've been deceived——"

"Has the Sect Leader really replaced Incense Master Zheng? Why not tell us, and still have us come here to die?"

The Lotus Sect followers' beliefs collapsed in an instant.

Their hearts were in utter ruin, and they went limp where they stood.

For a moment, they didn't even know what to do or how to do it.

Meanwhile, Duan Rongshi seized the opportunity, sweeping his hand and pressing all the Lotus Sect followers present to the ground in an instant.

Li Qingluo knew that as long as Prince Su took action, no situation would remain uncontrolled.

She gave a faint smile, reaching out to take the child's little hand, hoping to stop her crying.

Suddenly a figure appeared beside her, whispering: "Are you the eldest legitimate daughter of the Li family?"

Before Li Qingluo could lift her head, a piece of wood struck her head.

By the time Zhui Yu returned holding two more children, where beneath the locust tree was there any trace of Li Qingluo?

Zhui Yu, who usually kills more than he saves, today found holding children delightfully enjoyable.

But not seeing Li Qingluo, he didn't think much of it.

He also remarked: "Eh? Miss, you really can't sit still—where did you go to save people?"

The little girl he had just saved lay on the ground, and Zhui Yu thought she was asleep.

Having just set down the two children in his arms, he moved to help the little girl up, but felt a sticky, wet patch on the back of her head.

Zhui Yu's face changed dramatically; he lifted his hand and saw a patch of bright red.

Did the little girl still have any breath?

Zhui Yu shuddered, "Oh no!"

Li Qingluo slept for three days before waking up in a small broken house.

Wind leaked from all sides.

The sun overhead shone directly on her face.

She sat up in shock and felt her body.

Her clothes were neat; someone had changed her into coarse hemp clothing.

She then touched her face.

It was smooth, without any scars.

Li Qingluo looked at her hand; there was a cut wound on her wrist, already bandaged with gauze, but she was still startled.

She slowly got up and walked to the nearby basin, looking at the person in the basin.

After seeing a plain, simple face, Li Qingluo herself was also startled.

Who is this?

This is definitely not her!

Li Qingluo incredulously rubbed her face hard, wondering if she, she had been reborn into someone else's body?

Because she had experienced rebirth, Nan Jia also reborn in Pan Li's body, so Li Qingluo's mind instantly thought: she had died, and she had also been reborn into someone else's body!

But what about grandmother?!

Would grandmother still recognize her?

She had also left behind so many things: Hudie, Que'er, Deng Mama, her master, Luo Shen Yi… and even her unrecognized older brother Jingchuan!

And… Prince Su.

He would certainly not recognize her either!

Li Qingluo was overcome with sorrow and dropped a tear into the basin.

At that moment the door creaked open, and someone entered.

You're awake?

Li Qingluo was startled by that familiar voice.

She turned her head in disbelief to look at the other person—Li Yunchu!?

Li Yunchu placed the thing she was holding onto the table.

Seeing Li Qingluo's state, she gave a cold smile: "How come, you don't recognize your aunt?"

Aunt?

Heh, speaking of blood relations, she is Li Chao Jing's concubine-born younger sister, the daughter of Deng's old concubine, and indeed she is also my aunt.

But she and I could never truly be aunt and niece.

After all, I personally exposed her schemes and even got her punished with a beating and thrown out of the Li residence.

Originally I wanted to follow her to catch the people behind her, but I didn't expect they were actually from the Lotus Sect; they killed two guard grannies and rescued her.

After that, there was no news until today.

Li Qingluo and she had become sworn enemies, so naturally she knew she wouldn't have good intentions.

But wait!

Since she knows who I am, I am still Li Qingluo!

But what's going on with this face?

Li Yunchu quickly gave Li Qingluo an answer: "It was my husband who gave you a disguise technique."

Without his antidote ointment, rest assured, you will never recover your own pretty little face in this lifetime.

Li Qingluo, however, let out a sigh of relief.

As long as she is still herself, that's fine.

Moreover, she could feel that her internal injuries had improved somewhat, and all the wounds on her body had been treated.

So, she could still live well, and she was already quite content.

Just please don't have any more strange rebirths.

In that case, she could actually accept it.

Li Yunchu saw her expression was indifferent and couldn't help feeling a bit angry: "You threw away that pretty face—don't you feel any resentment?"

Li Qingluo shook her head.

She gestured: "You took me away and changed my face—what exactly do you mean?"

Li Yunchu couldn't understand her sign language.

But then she suddenly broke into a smile: "You can speak. Don't worry, my husband has already given you the detoxifying soup, so your voice is now as pleasant as aunt's and Zhu'er's."

Li Qingluo was surprised.

So she also became a male voice?

Indeed, it's somewhat hard to accept.

So she kept her mouth shut and still refused to speak.

Li Yunchu, seeing her so stubborn, angrily pushed the medicine bowl she had just brought forward: "If you're capable, keep being a mute!"

Li Qingluo: "My voice is so unpleasant; indeed it'd be better to just stay a mute."

Her gaze stabbed Li Yunchu.

She let out a startled cry: "Li Qingluo, you're in my hands—don't think you'll have it easy!"

Having said that, she stormed off angrily.

Li Qingluo waited for her to leave, then went to the tightly shut window and pried open a crack to look outside.

Outside the window is beautiful mountain scenery.

Just a few houses and courtyards made of bamboo fences.

A man about the same age as Li Chao Jing was drying herbs in the courtyard; Li Yunchu went out and cried, "Husband, this little brat doesn't take people seriously at all!"

"I want to kill her!"

"Why keep her? You even treated her injuries—isn't this wasting husband's medicine?"

"I'll just poison her to death tonight!"

Li Qingluo instantly understood.

This person is the Qin Ling that Princess Qin Yu had shouted about.

He softly coaxed Li Yunchu: "Wife, don't be angry, don't be anxious. This woman really cannot be killed yet."

"Listen, we can't ruin that person's good affair."

Li Yunchu let out a 'humph'.

That rough voice nevertheless put on such a coquettish act, making Li Qingluo break out in goosebumps.

She all the more resolved to remain a mute, absolutely unable to speak.

"You, to curry favor with that person, must let me suffer injustice?"

Qin Ling: "I'm doing this, isn't it for our future?"

"Always relying on Princess Qin Yu, you think we'll really have a good ending in the future?"

"As husband, I then have no choice but to consider our future."

"Will you listen?"

Li Yunchu again made a few 'ya ya ya' sounds.

Li Qingluo endured nausea and closed the window gap.

This Qin Ling, wants to betray Qin Yu?

But who else would let Qin Ling imprison himself here?

Li Qingluo reached out to try to take the stick behind the door, but with a clang the stick fell to the ground.

She incredulously looked at her own hands: she... actually didn't even have the strength to lift such a stick!?