In late autumn, the sky is blue and high, and there is no end in sight, and the clean clouds float and wander in the clear sky, like white sails that are full of white sails. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The autumn wind came from the distant sky, swept through the sparse treetops, and then blew to the slender and long autumn grass at the head of the ridge, rolling up bursts of yellow and dry waves.

Feng Shujia, who was lying in the depths of the autumn grass, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery in front of her, and was stunned for a long time, until she pinched out a large bruise on her arm, and then finally determined that she was not dreaming, and tears that had been suppressed for more than ten years gushed out.

Yes, she was not dreaming, she really returned to the autumn of the third year of Longqing, the mountain that changed the fate of her life.

The memories of the past life tumbled through my mind, the shyness of the first acquaintance, the joy of being pampered, and the cone pain of betrayal......

and the blood of his parents and younger brothers, which was splashed on the ground, turned into a monstrous fire in an instant, burning the whole house, burning himself and his enemies cleanly.

Feng Shujia's memory was fixed at the moment when the tongue of fire rushed to the door in front of her, and there seemed to be angry and panicked curses and screams from her husband and cousin in her ears.

Half an hour later, Feng Shujia finally recovered from the monstrous resentment and endless guilt, spit out the grass clippings that fell into her mouth when she fell, jumped up from the ground, patted her buttocks, and was about to stride down the mountain.

However, before she could stand firmly, the pain in her ankle caused her to fall back into the grass, and most of her body was obscured by the thick autumn grass.

Only then did she remember that it was her cousin Feng Shuying who tricked her into getting rid of the maid and came to the depths of Lishan to find the Lishan monk who lived in seclusion here, begging Mobao to congratulate her mother on her birthday, and then somehow she fell and twisted her ankle, and then began a life of being fooled and bullied.

It seems that God won't let her avoid Li Jing's Zhongshan wolf.

However, this time, she will not be deceived by the gentleness and purity that Li Jing pretended to be!

Sitting up, Feng Shujia curled up her knees, fixed the upper part of her ankle with her left hand, held her left foot with her right hand, gritted her teeth, pulled hard, twisted, and sent, only to hear the sound of "popping" the bone joint sliding back into place, and the protruding ankle had been reset.

After doing this, Feng Shujia was already in cold sweat on her forehead.

Reaching out to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, Feng Shujia laughed at herself in her heart, sure enough, it was the young lady's body, and the pain was almost unbearable. wanted to destroy the family in her previous life, when she was struggling to survive under Li Jing and Feng Shuying, she was not as good as the lowest-class servants, and that body of "steel and iron bones" was finally able to stop Li Jing and Feng Shuying to be buried together.

Thinking of her previous life, Feng Shujia's eyes were hot, and tears almost welled up again.

Tilting her head and taking a few deep breaths, forcing back her tears, Feng Shujia told herself that God gave her a chance to do it again, not for her to cry.

After sitting quietly for a while, and waiting for the pain in her ankle to subside slightly, Feng Shujia gritted her teeth and crawled, and moved with difficulty to a few big stones growing not far away.

With a long sigh of relief, it was too late to wipe off the cold sweat from the corners of her forehead, Feng Shujia hurriedly pulled out a few yellowed bone-penetrating grasses with yellow branches and leaves, picked up a fist-sized stone, smashed it with the natural grooves of the big stone next to it, applied it to her ankles, and pulled strips of cloth from her petticoat to tie it.

After cleaning up the wounds, he picked up a thick branch and used it as a crutch.

She didn't want to be like in her previous life, so irritable that she aggravated her foot injury, and she had to be carried by Li Jing, the scumbag, to the bamboo sedan chair!

She was afraid that she would not be able to help herself and strangle Li Jing to death!

Now she is just a delicate ten-year-old girl, not the opponent of the young Li Jing.

After doing this, Feng Shujia was finally able to sit quietly and catch her breath, but her heart couldn't calm down.

She wants to see her parents and younger brother again soon, and her heart is anxious!

Thinking about half an hour ago, she still burned paper in front of her parents' and younger brother's grave to tell her that the Marquis of Wuwei Mansion finally resigned her grievances, and her father Feng Yi was posthumously crowned the Duke of the Kingdom because of his early rescue of the regent Xiao Ji, and the angry Li Jing and Feng Shuying came to the door.

Li Fengxian, the king of Fenyang, was beheaded for colluding with foreign enemies to harm the country and the people, and framed Zhongliang, and the Zhongshan Bofu attached to him was also deprived of his title and demoted to a commoner, and his descendants within three generations would never be hired.

Seeing that Li Jing, the son of Zhongshan Boshi, who was about to inherit the title, her once high-spirited husband, was panicked like a lost dog at this time, and teamed up with her dear cousin Feng Shuying to scold her, saying that the luck of Zhongshan Bofu was taken away by her, a cousin, and used to supplement her mother's family.

Feng Shujia didn't want to talk to this pair of dogs and men in vain, but she didn't want her parents and younger brother to be humiliated by them after they died!

Wu Anhou's prestige was earned by her father wielding two axes and fighting for life and death, what does it have to do with the Zhongshan Bofu that hides filth and dirt? !

If it weren't for Li Jing and Feng Shujia colluding with Li Fengxian, the king of Fenyang, to frame her father as the remnant of the King of Jin, and behead her everywhere, why would she be crying blood in front of a simple lonely grave now!

The resentment that had been squeezing in his chest for more than a decade was like a huge volcano erupting, and the scorching magma spewed out towards the enemy, burning itself all over his body.

Between the quarrels and scolding, I don't know who made the first move, and the three of them fought all the way from the grave to the mound next to the grave.

Feng Shujia had already cultivated a "copper skin and iron bones" under the torture of Li Jing and Feng Shuying, on the contrary, Li Jing and Feng Shuying, who had been pampered over the years, were already out of breath.

Seeing the right time, Feng Shujia did not hesitate, and punched Li Jing's jaw hard, directly dislocating his jaw.

Feng Shuying saw that her lover had suffered a loss, she screamed and pounced, and scolded viciously: "What can you do if you just redress their grievances? They are already dead and can't die anymore! You broom star who killed the whole family with your father and mother!"

Feng Shujia was stunned for a moment, and a heavy sadness welled up in her heart, yes, what about the grievances, can the dazzling blood in her memory be washed away?

Will her parents still affectionately shout "Jia'er" to hold her in their arms and pet her?

The younger brother could still block her behind him, and his immature voice confronted Li Jing: "You are not allowed to bully my sister!"

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After being stunned, Feng Shujia was kicked heavily in the stomach by Feng Shuying, and her body spasmed in pain, and she could no longer support it.

Before falling to the ground, Feng Shujia looked through the window lattice and saw the lonely grave of her parents and younger brother outside the window.

Her father's case has been settled, and there is no reason for her to survive in this world, so let's go down to find my parents and younger brother as soon as possible......

Feng Shujia gritted her teeth and crawled to the stove, lit a torch, sneered at Li Jing and Feng Shuying, who were frightened, and threw them on the high pile of firewood next to the stove without hesitation.

Since it is impossible for parents and young brothers to come back from the dead, let the executioner dog man and woman be buried together!

The flames that hurt in an instant made Li Jing and Feng Shuying reveal their true forms, and where could they still take care of each other who were still affectionate at the top, and they rushed to escape.

But Feng Shujia stood at the door, standing still, her eyes as cold as an ice pick, stinging people's hearts.

The mound made of bamboo and thatch soon crackled and burned, like a huge fireball, drowning the fighting body, screaming and scolding in horror, and ending her life of being fooled by fate.