Why Light Blue and Light Red

In her previous life, Mingwei was exhausted from running for her life, but ultimately failed to change her fate and lost her most important family member. Opening her eyes, she found herself back seventy years ago.

Reborn as an ungrateful refugee girl, she is forcing her fellow travelers to sacrifice their lives to save themselves. Ji Qingling looked at the name of Xiao Douding opposite and almost shed tears: Uncle, let's discuss it. They all say that the prime minister's belly can support a boat. Since you will be a general or a prime minister in the future, can you let me go?

The new book "Peerless Immortal" has been released, everyone is welcome to jump in~~~ As a time-traveling woman, Mu Changning seems to be cannon fodder when she appears. After she couldn't resist resisting, God finally opened a window for her and inexplicably threw a stone in. Well, then let's cultivate immortality well...

If you want to ask which lady is the best, it's Miss Xiao from the east side of Qingxi Lane! Xie Xian used his whole body to refuse: Madam, please respect yourself, I am not happy with you. But Xiao Baoxin clearly heard the wind roaring and the horses roaring, and his heart was roaring: I want to kiss, I want to hug, I want to lift him high! This is a story about a ferocious lady who is beautiful in her prime and can hear other people's thoughts, and a yandere husband who is too honest and wants to refuse but welcomes her. You retreat and I advance, and you chase after me! ~~~Guaranteed double updates every day, reward 10,000 points and above to add an additional chapter^-^ Girls and guys are welcome to join the group, group number: 5/6/7/5/5/9/4/6/0

The sky was gray and it looked like a heavy snow was about to fall. I couldn't feel the wind, but there was a cold air that rushed to my face and penetrated through my clothes and into my bones. The road outside the gate of my grandpa's compound was still an east-west dirt road, eight or nine meters wide. The color of the road was so yellow that it turned white. Several long ruts led to the road and turned. The ruts are concave, and there are edges on both sides of the ruts, like the frozen well ropes being dragged away, winding and stiff. On this winter day, on this road, more than thirty filial sons and grandsons of my grandpa knelt down towards my grandpa's coffin. Behind the coffin were several tricycles, on which were seated my mother, aunt, sister-in-law and other female relatives. Grandpa's coffin has been placed on the eighteen arranged poles, and a classically decorated, gorgeous and elegant coffin cover has been buckled.