If she had known that she would have given Bai Ling results, she would not have joined the army with Oriental Xuan and would not have left her family.

If she hadn't left, she wouldn't have become the Princess of Oriental Xuan, and there wouldn't have been a Nine Nation incident...

“Jia Xi slept well and my sister never left.” Song did not have a soft voice to worry about. It was not difficult to hear a hint of swallowing.

Ban Jia, who closed her eyes, preferred to listen to her, opened her eyes and looked at her in the dark, “Sister, I am not Jia Xi, I am Jia Ning. ”

Song did not worry and smiled. He looked kindly at Ban Jianing. "For my sister, Jia Xi Jianing is the same. ”

After listening, Banjia looked quietly at Song Wuxi for a moment and closed her eyes again.

It may be that it feels very safe to grab Song's worried hand, and it may be that the bed beneath him is very comfortable. Soon, Banjia fell asleep.

However, he seemed to sleep restlessly, moving from time to time, breathing sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, sometimes slowly, sometimes rushed.

His mouth was still moving, he didn't know what to say, and his eyelids moved from time to time.

Looking at him like this, Song has a complicated look.

Isn't he upset about his life at the psychiatric hospital?

What the hell did he go through to make a good man like this?

Song's worry-free face bears the face of Banjianing.

In the eyes, gradually, a hint of water fog emerged.

She doesn't care if people believe in the past or not.

Through Pastoral Painting, she now meets Banjianing, who looks exactly like her brother.

She totally believed it!

Perhaps her soul crossed here to continue her affection with them.

Her encounter with Ben Jianing was also wonderful and strange.

There were so many people on the street, he didn't catch anyone, he had to grab her and hide behind her--

God knows she's here, so arrange for her brother to show up once in his debt...

In previous life, the Songs were all traders.

Life is not as rich as the big ones, but it's a little bit of a comrade.

My brother lived happily and happily in the world, surrounded by his little wife.

And this world...

How did that happen, so terrified?

Living such a sour life?

When I saw the wound on his arm, Song was very upset.

If it weren't for her, her family wouldn't have been killed by the Nine, and her brother wouldn't have come here to suffer like this--

The more I want to blame myself, the more I want to hate Oriental Xuan.

If she's wrong, if he hates her, just cut her off.

Why is that?

Why are you so cruel that you cut off her loved ones' lives?

What's wrong with her?

What's wrong with her family?

Song looked at Ban Jianing with no worries and his memories rushed to his heart like a rush.

Seeing Benjamin's face, she couldn't stop thinking about her brother, her parents...

“Jia Xi, I owe you in previous life, let my sister pay me back in this life. Sister is here, to protect you.” Song grabbed Ben Jianing's hand tightly without worries and said softly.

She straightened herself up and sat in front of the bed, accompanying her for more than two hours.

Benjamin held her hand all the time, and she tried to take it away, but she held it tighter.

While she was taking it away, he was shocked, and his whole body would shock and grab her hand tightly.

Song no longer had the heart to take his hand away.

What if I don't take a bath or change my clothes?

Stay with him, make him feel safer.

Xu Jing came up and saw Song Weixiao watching the sleeping Banjia go wild. She sighed and came in with a good night's granny.

“Lady, have a glass of milk. ”