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Su Mo'er sat on the big kang near the window, looking at the bluestone path outside the window. There was no expression on his face. The plum blossoms in the courtyard are just right, and the branches stretch out wantonly in the cold air, and the garden is full of red.

Mo'er was wearing the old clothes of the year before last, a little thin, especially Mo'er's body bones that were afraid of cold, and her lips were even more cold, although the charcoal basin was burned, but it was the most inferior charcoal, and when it was lit, the house was full of smoke, and Mo'er couldn't stand it and asked people to withdraw.

Ten years have passed, and it has been a full ten years since she was given a bowl of abortion decoction and was rushed to this compound. Ten years of waiting day after day, her heart has long been cold, and her whole person has become lifeless.

Now, she is just like those deep palace women from ancient times to the present, waiting for death day by day in this impersonal deep palace!

The former relatives are gone, and the only remaining relatives hate her to the bone, so what can she be nostalgic for.

The fallen leaves who went out came back, and as soon as they entered the door, they brought in a gust of cold wind, Mo'er couldn't help coughing, and the fallen leaves hurriedly closed the door, and then took off the cloak on his body and poured a cup of warm tea for Mo'er, and said softly:

"Has the master ever drunk medicine today? It's cold, and you're not in good shape, so don't sit out and blow the cold wind. ”

"It's all right, it's all the same. By the way, you can see Ling'er? ”

Falling leaves suddenly fell silent, with an expression on his face that wanted to speak and stopped, Mo'er coughed and said:

"Just say it! There's something else I can't stand anymore, is it that she's throwing things out again! ”

"No, it is...... It was Su Guiren last night...... It's gone! ”

Mo'er's teacup fell to the ground and shattered into several petals, the tea wet her vamp, and Mo'er waved her hand weakly at the fallen leaves, signaling her to go out.

Falling leaves wanted to say something, but when they saw Mo'er's appearance, they had no choice but to give up and bend their bodies and retreat.

Mo'er was the only one left in the room, she leaned her head against the window, the orange winter sun sprinkled on her face, with a faint halo, but there was no trace of warmth.

When the great eunuch Fu An walked in, he saw such a scene, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the daughter of the Su family, the door of the famous generals, moved the capital with a famous face. It's just that now he is seriously ill, his face is haggard, and he can't see his former demeanor!

Mo'er raised her eyes slightly and saw someone coming, sat up gently, and asked with a cold face:

"I don't know why Manager Fu is here today?"

Although the demeanor is no longer there, the voice is still as graceful as the song of a warbler, and Fu An can't help but sigh even more pity in his heart! But the emperor's order is like this, he can't say anything more, he opened the Ming Huang holy decree with a light smile, and read it aloud:

"Fengtian carried the emperor, and the edict said: Su Ling'er, the daughter of the servant of the internal military department, was bold and reckless, and openly assassinated the holy driver, which is really disrespectful, and he was shot to death in the Qingling Pavilion last night. Chin this! ”

Mo'er didn't react, just watched coldly as Fu An handed over the holy decree, she took it and grabbed it in her hand, her knuckles were white! is so full of beheading, he can't even tolerate the last bit of blood of her Su family, it's really good!

At the beginning, she was desperate to help him ascend to the throne, but for him, she betrayed her husband's family and abandoned her mother's family. even forced his sister to death, and now he doesn't even give her a chance to live.

Ling'er is the only child of her eldest brother, and the daughter of Jiangmen is naturally proud, in order to avenge the sixteen-year-old she entered the palace to serve the emperor, and finally died with ten thousand arrows.

She hated it so much, hated the ruthless man, and hated that she didn't know people well at the beginning, and abandoned everything for a hypocritical person, and finally had to be given a cup of poisoned wine.

Mo'er stretched out her hand to pick up the white jade wine glass, and her heart was even more sad, thinking that her decades had been so unbearable, she suddenly missed her childhood days.

At that time, her parents were alive, and she was the most favored child of the Su family, and she was loved by thousands of people, and even the eldest son of her eldest brother Su family could not compare to her.

At that time, she was still innocent and carefree, coquettish in her mother's arms, reckless in the love of her brothers and sisters, and made trouble! But every time there are brothers and sisters who bear it for her, so that her father can't beat or scold.

When he grew up, the person he married was also a talented person with a huge family background. But just because she loved the wrong person and helped hurt her husband's family, her husband's family was destroyed, her father fell ill by her anger, and she didn't want to see her until she died, and her mother finally followed her father.

She can't blame anyone, she can only blame herself for being confused, hurting others, and ruining half of her life.

The heartache was indescribable, she didn't want to think about those unbearable pasts anymore, and drank all the wine in the cup, the poison of the poisonous wine was violent, but in a moment she had abdominal pain like a knife.

She curled up on the ground in pain, gulping out black blood. She also wondered if she should thank him for leaving her a whole corpse.

When she was dying, she thought of a person, her husband in this life, the man who was silent and never smiled, obviously did not look at his face well, but at the moment he remembered every expression and every emotion.

He believed in her so much that in the end he couldn't bear to blame her, but he didn't want to see her again until he died, he didn't leave anything for himself, not even a trace of hatred, he just didn't want to see her.

I'm afraid I won't be able to see him when I get down there at this time, she just hopes that he won't hide from herself again, even once, she wants to say sorry to him, she owes him a lot!

I only hope that in the next life he will not meet himself again, he should have a better woman! It's just that I'm so unwilling, I want to compensate him for once. Even if she was humiliated in every way, she wanted to treat him well for the rest of her life.

It's just that it will never be possible, it can't be......

Historical records: In the first year of the Shu calendar, the concubine of the Su family fell in the plum garden in the east pavilion of the Zhengde Palace. He was thirty-one years old.

In the second year, in March, the Su family was beheaded, and no one survived, and a generation of famous generals fell, which made the world sigh!

In the cold winter of the lunar month, the first heavy snow fell from the sky, and after one night, the earth was covered in silver and plain clothes, and in a solemn mansion, a woman dressed as a maidservant was hurrying back to a courtyard.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard door, the curtain of the main house was lifted, and a slightly chubby mother-in-law came out of the house and saw the woman and said respectfully:

"The Fallen Leaf Girl is back! Miss has been talking about you all morning!"

The woman was the fallen leaf waiting beside Su Mo'er, and when she saw the old mother's smiling face, she didn't buy it, but scolded out loud:

"Mother Wu, I said you don't want to stand at the door and talk, what should you do if the cold air freezes into the house and Miss Miss?"

Mother Wu was scolded by the slashing of her face and said that her face was so good, and she didn't dare to show dissatisfaction on her face, so she could only smile and say that she was in a hurry to retreat, and snorted fiercely at the fallen leaves behind her back, and secretly said:

"What's so proud, isn't it just a big girl! She wasn't a burning girl before."

The fallen leaves lifted the curtain and entered the house, and the warm breath came to her face, and she took off her canopy and tidied up before entering the house.

The man lying on the bed heard the commotion, sat up and asked softly:

"Is it Falling Leaves?"

"Miss, it's a slave, but it's disturbing that Miss is resting."

"It's not a problem, it's enough to sleep for so long, how about explaining your business?"

The fallen leaves walked past and lifted the veil, and replied on one side:

"It's all right, the slave maid went to Zhang Xiuniang as soon as she was bright, and asked her to change the style of her clothes, or do it according to the previous way."

"That's good, you can read all the things I'm going to take away, and remember them all, understand?"

"Well, the slave saved!"

Su Mo'er sat up from the bed, wearing only a thin middle coat, as if she felt cold and shrunk back into the quilt. Luo Ye knew the temperament of his master, and said with a smile:

"Miss is such a big person, and she still has a good bed, if you let Miss listen to her, I'm afraid I'll laugh at Miss again!"

"You little girl, you still know how to laugh at the master, see if I don't drive you back to the kitchen."

"Miss, what a life!"

The master and servant were laughing, and Fallen Leaf naturally knew that he would not be driven back to the kitchen, and he was just laughing and amusing him. Seeing that Su Mo'er was reluctant to get out of the bed, Fallen Leaf had to go out to prepare hot water, so that his master could get up and wash.

Su Mo'er lay on the bed but didn't go back, but quietly looked at the bed beam and thought about things. Just a few days ago, Su Mo'er, who had obviously died of poisoning, came back to life and was reborn in the winter when she was fifteen years old.

Faced with her death and resurrection and returning to the past, Su Mo'er couldn't accept it for a while, and then cried with joy.

She originally thought that the mistakes she had made could not be undone, but she didn't expect God to give her another chance to make up for her regrets and debts.

Su Mo'er still remembers this year, she has just turned fifteen, and the source of everything started from this year, this year she met the nemesis in her life, the third prince An Xuanqing. When she met this man, all the trajectories of fate began to deviate, and finally she and her family went to a place of no return.