The soul is wandering, and I don't know where it is going. In the confusion, Fu Rongyue was like being in the clouds, surrounded by a vast white. She subconsciously hugged the child in her arms, but only hugged a piece of air.

Before he had time to be surprised, he heard in the void, there was a music like a fairy sound, and with this music, the voice of the voice came into his ears: "Fu Rongyue, you succumbed to death as a ghost, and swore before you died, whether it is a god or a devil, as long as you can avenge this revenge, you are willing to pay any price." Is that serious?"

All the past flashed in front of him, and the cold heart spit out a few words without hesitation: "No regrets in a hundred deaths!"

"Very well!" the voice chuckled, "Then you go!"

As she spoke, she only felt that she was pushed by a pair of hands, and she fell from the clouds all at once.

The voice kept falling with her: "Fu Rongyue, you have to remember that from now on, your life is mine." When you do it, I will come again to ask for my reward!

The word "negative" finally turned into an aftersound, and the insignificance disappeared, and Fu Rongyue completely fell into the clouds, and she didn't know where she fell.

Hurt......

It hurts all over!

The arm, in particular, was so painful that he barely felt it. Fu Rongyue sighed and slowly opened her eyes. The eyes are dark beams, and the shadow of thatch is not very clear in the dark night. There was a commotion outside the house, and it seemed to be raining, as was immediately confirmed by a slanting flash of lightning.

Fu Rongyue rolled her eyes slightly, and immediately saw the air-dried red pepper hanging on the beam, as well as a tung oil lamp, the flames on the wick were blown left and right by the wind, and they were about to be extinguished if they were not careful.

Where is this? How is it so much like her country home?

She subconsciously moved her hands and feet, wanting to reach out and touch the nearest porcelain cup beside her, but she didn't expect to raise her hand and immediately feel that there were people around her.

Is it Fu Ronghui or Fu Rongqin?

Hatred immediately gathered in her eyes, and she almost turned her head hard, but what touched her eyes was a face that still did not hide her beauty in her old age.

Mother, how can it be a mother!

Is she really dead, going underground, and reuniting with her mother who loves her the most?

Fu Rongyue anxiously stretched out her hand, wanting to touch her mother's face, but as soon as she raised her hand, she immediately stared at her hand and almost exclaimed. Thin, small, with a veil wrapped around the middle finger of his right hand, where the pain came from. But most importantly, it's clearly a pair of little girl's hands!

Fu Rongyue's eyes fell on her wrist, her slender and white wrist was clearly carrying a pair of jasper jade bracelets, and the soybean-sized turquoise beads were faintly radiant under the oil lamp......

She remembered that this pair of strings had been worn on her body since she was sensible, and her mother said that she was never allowed to leave until she was in a critical moment!

However, since this opponent string returned to the huge Zhongsu Marquis Mansion in the capital, it was snatched by Fu Ronghui, why did it return to his wrist?

She thought, and her eyes involuntarily fell on the mother next to her.

Before her mother, Su Juan was a very prestigious lady in Kyoto, and even if she was poor later, she could still wear a coarse bro skirt. At this moment, the mother was wearing a cyan cloth skirt, with a hole in her shoulder, and the skillful mother embroidered a few chic peonies with black thread, which made the green cloth more charming.

It's a mother, it's really a mother who has come back to life!

She looked at her tightly bandaged middle finger, and memories came flooding back.

In the summer of the age of fourteen, after a rainstorm, she followed her brothers in the village up the mountain to step on chicken soup mushrooms, trying to make up for her sick mother, but accidentally rolled down the slope and scratched her fingers when they were sharp. When my mother saw it, she blamed her and carefully bandaged her with a cotton cloth......

It was also on that night that my mother's illness became more serious, and the whole person burned to the ground, and she talked in her dreams all night. stayed up until midnight the next day, and then died......

She didn't die, she went back to the summer when she was fourteen?

Fu Rongyue covered her mouth, tears were pouring down, she looked around, and memories came out all of a sudden.

At the foot of the wall is a new bucket, which the big cow brother in the west of the village has just made for their family, and they haven't had time to use it once; on the window lattice hangs a piece of oiled paper that has been half blown off by the strong wind, and the oiled paper is freshly pasted by Uncle Ma next door this morning; and on the small table next to the wooden bed, a slightly tattered porcelain bowl contains half a bowl of broth, which Aunt Wang, who loves her, and asks her to make up for her mother......

Supplement, what a supplement!

Another lightning bolt struck, and Fu Rongyue finally woke up.

She smiled coldly, raised her hand and pinched her arm without hesitation, the pain that penetrated into her bones proved that this was not a dream.

The person who hid in the fog and didn't know if it was a god or a ghost didn't lie to her, she was really reborn!

She finally has a chance to avenge the blood feud of her previous life!

She was reborn, back to the day the nightmare began, back to that summer night five years ago! At that time, she was just a country girl, not some ridiculous second lady of the Marquis of Zhongsu, let alone the fiancée of the ridiculous King Ling!

By the way! On that summer night when it was raining heavily, she clearly remembered that her mother died that night, and the people of the Fu family also arrived in this village that night! As soon as they entered the door, they were busy climbing relatives with her, affectionately pulling her good child to grow up and praise her good child, and finally, the so-called sister also pretended to have a stomachache and took her to the old Chinese medicine doctor at the head of the village to see a doctor. When they came back, her mother had already returned to the underworld, and she didn't even hear her mother's last words......

Count the time, those people are almost coming!

Fu Rongyue woke up suddenly, quickly stretched out her hand, and pushed Su Juan who was unconscious hard: "Mother, wake up...... Open your eyes and look at Yue'er!"

After shaking it several times, I saw Su Juan open her eyes, her unfocused gaze turned around, and finally recognized her: "Yue'er, my good Yue'er! It's great that you're okay!" As she spoke, two hot tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, "My mother dreamed that they snatched you over, and tortured my Yue'er to death, fortunately...... It's a dream......"

Su Juan said, often took a breath, and without waiting for Fu Rongyue to speak, she hurriedly pulled Fu Rongyue's sleeve and said with all her might: "Good Yue'er, what my mother is going to say next is very important, you must remember it carefully......"

Fu Rongyue cried and nodded again and again, and Su Juan continued: "Our family has an orchard in the back mountain, and under the peach tree with a scar the size of a bowl in the middle of the trunk, where the bluestone is pressed, there is a nanmu box buried. There are some things in the box that are very important to your mother, to you, and to some people you don't know. After my mother goes, you have to be careful not to let people take that thing away, remember?"

"Mother, I've written it down!" Fu Rongyue hurriedly agreed.

Su Juan struggled to half-sit up, leaned on her shoulder, gasped hard, closed her eyes, and finally saved up enough strength before saying: "Child, it is difficult to draw people and bones, knowing people and faces but not hearts, the closer people are, the more they must be careful, don't follow the way of others." ”

She seemed to know that her death was coming, but she couldn't rest assured of her daughter, so she dragged her daughter's hand hard, held her last breath, and finally spit out the last few words: "The Fu family wants to take you back, ...... you Don't follow...... They're gone...... Fu Jia...... Never trust...... Anyone ......"

After that, his head was crooked, and he was desperate.

"Mother-"

Fu Rongyue slowed down, and finally cried bitterly. She hugged Su Wan's still soft body tightly in her arms, and many things that she couldn't understand in her previous life suddenly came to the bottom of her heart.

In her previous life, she accompanied Fu Rongqin to come back after watching Langzhong, her mother's eyes widened, and she looked dead and hateful. The mother must have wanted to wait until she came back, but she didn't expect that she would be taken away, and the despicable so-called Mrs. Fu, the poisonous woman who kept calling her mother her sister, must have said a lot of unpleasant things in her mother's ear. In her previous life, her mother was killed by someone!

In this life, she didn't go away, she woke up her mother in advance, her mother explained everything, and finally left the personnel with peace of mind!

Fu Rongyue hugged Su Juan, tears rolling down, but she quickly wiped the tears on her cheeks, put Su Juan flat strongly, and pulled the thin quilt over to gently cover Su Juan.

In another quarter of an hour or so, the rain will become lighter, and when the watch hits the third watch, those people from the Fu family will come!

In this life, they don't want to calculate her Fu Rongyue anymore!

There was something under the peach tree, but they were not in a hurry for a moment, anyway, they did not know that they had such a small orchard in their house. Even if she knew that there was an orchard, she might not think about it, she still had time.

In the darkness, Fu Rongyue's eyes gradually lit up, and a bold idea quietly took shape in her heart......

She opened the door, put on her robe, put on her hat, took a small basket, glanced back at Su Juan on the bed, and secretly bit her lower lip: "Mother, don't worry, in this life, my daughter will never let anyone bully her daughter in the slightest!"

Fu Rongyue walked quickly to Brother Da Niu's house in the west of the village and tapped the door vigorously.

"Who?" There was a noise in the room, and two old voices muttered inside, "It's raining in the middle of the night, what's going on?"

Fu Rongyue heard it, and hurriedly pulled away her voice and replied: "Uncle Zhan, Aunt Zhan, I'm Xiaoyue!"

"Xiaoyue?" Aunt Zhan was taken aback, and hurriedly asked the old man beside her: "Could it be her mother's ......?"

Su Juan has been seriously ill for some time, and the older generation looked at the sick face and guessed that it was only a good life for the past two days, so they didn't sleep much at night, and always listened attentively to the movements of Fu Rongyue's house.

Uncle Zhan opened the door, lovingly pulled Fu Rongyue in, so as not to let her get drenched in more rain, and counted with pity while pulling back: "Xiaoyue, why did you come here at this time, is it your mother and her ......?"

"Uncle Zhan, Aunt Zhan, my mother just woke up and said that she was hungry, but it happened to be raining today, and the firewood at home ran out, so I couldn't cook. I thought that Uncle Zhan and Aunt Zhan were the closest here, so Xiao Yue came over cheekily, wanting to borrow some leftovers from her uncle and aunt for her mother to eat first, and then return them to her uncle and aunt tomorrow!" Fu Rongyue held back the tears in her eyes and tried her best to say these words with a happy smile.