Aster. Qing'er pushed open the dilapidated courtyard door, and Meng Qianzi looked at the fallen leaves all over the courtyard, bleak and deserted.

This aster is the most remote and dilapidated courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The broken courtyard walls and eaves are covered with moss, and you can no longer see the former glory of this place.

Dream Qianzi's mother, Ye Qinghe, was once the first beauty in Qingjing, and she was also the first talented woman in Qingjing, born in the Ye family, a century-old scholarly family in Qingjing.

The first talented female beauty who was famous in Qingjing back then, I don't know how many noble sons were chasing objects.

In the end, Shili Red Makeup married the youngest dream prime minister of the dynasty, known as a jade-faced scholar.

It broke the hearts of the famous sons and nobles in Qingjing.

When Ye Qinghe first married the Prime Minister's Mansion, he was also favored.

Because of his gentle and quiet personality and his love of purple, he ordered Prime Minister Meng to repair this aster in a secluded place in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

At the beginning of the aster repair, Prime Minister Meng planted a large number of purple carrots for Ye Qinghe, and the two were very affectionate.

A year later, Ye Qinghe gave birth to a daughter, and Prime Minister Meng named her Qianzi.

The story should have been happy at this point.

However, when Meng Qianzi was two years old, Prime Minister Meng unexpectedly married Ye Qinghe's boudoir friend Zhao Xianggui, who is now Aunt Zhao.

Since then, I have been reluctant to set foot in Aster. No one knows why, and all the subordinates of Prime Minister Meng's Mansion were sold by poison and dumb that year.

Since then, Ye Qinghe has become depressed.

Usually, in addition to teaching Meng Qianzi in the courtyard, he sits under the purple carrot in the courtyard and looks forward to the courtyard gate.

Meng Qianzi is smart, and she has a seven-trick exquisite heart, and she has never forgotten it since she was a child, and she will learn everything once.

But I'm too young to understand the emotions of adults.

can only watch her mother lose weight day by day, and finally die of depression.

Until he died, Ye Qinghe was not able to see the last side of Prime Minister Meng.

"Miss, how can the second miss do this to you. Qing'er put the washbasin with water on the shelf, and said angrily: "Originally, the young lady was engaged to the prince since she was a child, how can the second young lady marry on her behalf?

"What can't they do?" Meng Qianzi laughed mockingly. They even dared to kill her, and marrying on behalf of her was really nothing.

"Miss, how do you say that you are also the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, is there no justice?" Qing'er's little face turned pale with anger, and she tried hard to suppress her anger.

"Fairness, is fairness useful in the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Meng Qianzi snorted coldly, looking at the angry Qing'er, her heart warmed slightly.

Fortunately, with this girl by her side, she gave the previous Meng Qianzi warmth, so that she would not be alone in this backyard, otherwise, she really couldn't imagine how the previous Meng Qianzi would live these ten years.

Although, after all, he is still a child, but he has done a good job.

Meng Qianzi didn't realize it herself, she had a feeling of sympathy for the original owner of this body, such a woman, with her talent and intelligence or such a beautiful face, whatever she took, put it in front of people, it would make people shocked, not to mention that it was a combination of these, but she didn't want to be buried in this backyard in obscurity, and no one knew until she died.

She thought that even if she hadn't crossed over and hadn't come to this body, this previous dream Qianzi would sooner or later shine and make the world marvel at her.

Meng Qianzi sighed for her in her heart. However, it doesn't matter, now that I'm you, I'll live your share together, and live wonderfully.

"Qing'er, go get some water, I'll take a shower, and you clean up yourself." Meng Qianzi looked at the embarrassment on the two of them, she really couldn't stand the dirt all over her body.

"Yes, miss. Qing'er was ordered to go out and prepare bath water.

Meng Qianzi looked at the simple facilities in the room, and the tables and stools were all made of simple wooden nails.

There are even some crooked and skewed, and the people who can see the nails are not very familiar with doing these.

Meng Qianzi knew that these were all nailed by the two people in the past, Meng Qianzi and Qing'er.

As for the expensive furnishings in this courtyard before, as early as after Ye Qinghe's death, they were moved away by Aunt Zhao one after another for various reasons.

Meng Qianzi mobilized the memories in her mind, thinking about the events of more than ten years ago, and always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out.

It seems that the events of more than ten years ago still need to be investigated.

On the other side of the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, in the Hundred Flowers Garden of Dream Qianbai.

"Hmph, that cheap hoof, all disfigured, still thinking about the prince's brother. Meng Qianbai pinched the handkerchief and said hatefully.

"She's not going to have that life. Speaking of Meng Qianzi, Aunt Zhao looked mean.

Ye Qinghe pressed her in whatever she did back then, and now her daughter still wants to press her daughter? How could she let this happen.

thought that back then, it was obvious that she fell in love with Meng Yunru first, but as a result, Meng Yunru fell in love with Ye Qinghe, and the two were still in love in front of her.

Hmph, boudoir friends, how could she Zhao Xianggui and Ye Qinghe be boudoir friends?

She longed for her to die, and she wanted to break her body into thousands of pieces to eliminate the hatred in her heart.

However, she really died, and she Zhao Xianggui also married Meng Yunru as she wished.

Although, for so many years, she has always been an aunt.

But it doesn't matter, she's still alive, isn't she? She has time, and she'll get everything she wants.

"Hmph, she wants the prince's brother to face her and say it, then I will do what she wants. Meng Qianbai's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a vicious light.

"Qianbai, don't be angry, since your father has said this, it is already a certainty. Aunt Zhao came back to her senses and looked at her daughter, with a hint of pride on her face.

"Mother, I'm not angry, the prince's brother has already said that he wants me to be his bride. Meng Qianbai took Aunt Zhao's hand and said with a shy face.

"Hehe, my daughter is growing up and getting married, and she still has to be the crown princess. Aunt Zhao joked about Meng Qianbai.

But I thought in my heart: Ye Qinghe, have you seen it? Mengyunru is mine, the crown princess is my daughter's, you will never want to win against me! Haha......

"Mother......" Meng Qianbai covered her blushing face with a handkerchief, but her eyes were thoughtful.

"Miss, come on, Qing'er. Qing'er watched Meng Qianzi tossing her hair, but she couldn't get that black hair.

Meng Qianzi put down her hands helplessly, there was no way, she really couldn't comb this ancient hairstyle......

"Miss is so beautiful. Qing'er's subordinates moved dexterously, looking at the people in the bronze mirror, their hair was like flowing clouds, a melon seed face was as white as snow, eyebrows were like distant mountains like daisies, eyes were dazzling like stars, Qiong's nose was straight like a scallop, and the cherry lips were not from Zhu. How can such a young lady be the one who dreams of a thousand white people? She sometimes loses her mind when she looks at her young lady, let alone others.

It's just that Miss was injured this time but hurt her forehead, I just hope that it won't leave a scar, Qing'er thought worriedly.

"A woman is too beautiful, and if she doesn't have the ability to protect herself, it's a disaster in itself. Meng Qianzi also looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and it was really the appearance of the country and the city. She was already very beautiful now, but she didn't expect this face to be even worse.

It's no wonder that Ye Qinghe wants to dream of Qianzi pretending to be cowardly and not being born.

It's no wonder that Aunt Zhao and Meng Qianbai tried every possible way to lock up the original owner in this courtyard, and even killed the killer several times.

Such a gorgeous face, the amazing genius of the original owner, the innocent husband and the example of his guilt, there are many examples in this world.

"Go and get that little porcelain vase I got over. With such a face, how could she be willing to let her have a scar.

"Miss, won't this medicine really leave a scar if you rub it?" Qing'er took the porcelain bottle and handed it to Meng Qianzi, and asked curiously.

She felt that the young lady seemed to have changed since she hit her head, but she couldn't say exactly what had changed. The little girl shook her head suspiciously.

"Of course it's true, how could I joke with my face. Meng Qianzi looked at Qing'er with a puzzled face. Did the little girl find something?

"I'll wipe it for Miss. Qing'er took the medicine from Meng Qianzi's hand and gently helped her apply it to the wound. I was blowing with my mouth while applying it, afraid that Meng Qianzi would be in pain.

"Don't blow with your mouth, you'll get a bacterial infection. ”

"Bacteria, Miss, what are bacteria?" When Qing'er heard this, she stopped blowing the wind, but looked at Meng Qianzi even more suspiciously.

“…… It's okay if you don't know, just don't blow it. Meng Qianzi's eyes flashed and replied to Qing'er.

"Oh. Qing'er didn't ask any more questions, but just continued to do what she was doing.

Meng Qianzi looked at Qing'er, and a touch of deep thought flashed in the depths of her eyes.

"Miss......" Qing'er took the food into the yard, looking at Meng Qianzi, who got up early in the morning and ran in the yard, panting slightly.

Meng Qianzi was dressed in white, her hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of her head, her black hair hung behind her head like a waterfall, swaying as she ran, the wound on her forehead was wrapped in white gauze, and her whole body was full of spiritual rhyme, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Put it there, I'll be right away. Meng Qianzi finished the last lap and sat at the table in the yard ready to eat breakfast.

A bowl of porridge with a few vegetarian dishes, the original owner has been eating like this all these years, fortunately, Meng Qianzi did not have high requirements for food, in her previous life, she was in the killer training camp, and it was already very good to be full, and sometimes she didn't even have anything to eat for a few days.

Pick up your chopsticks and eat quickly and elegantly.