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Not surprisingly, she saw a face that didn't belong to her.

Although half of this face is swollen at the moment, it can still be seen that she is a beauty, although she is still not very old, she can see that the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are delicate, her lips, nose and face are delicate everywhere, and her skin is delicate, which is even more beautiful than her original appearance.

Isn't this really a dream? She was killed by Zhou Shaomin, yes, did she possess someone else after death?

Fu Nianjun sighed slightly, only feeling confused.

"Hiss-" Fangzhu helped her with medicine, and Fu Nianjun gasped in pain.

"I'm sorry, girl, I ......"

"It's fine." Fu Nianjun instead pulled out a smile that was not good-looking.

Fang Zhu was stunned.

Lady, she seems to be different......

Yes, the lady spoke to her so gently?

Behind the thin bamboo curtain, a thin white face suddenly revealed, a timid little girl, about the same age as Fangzhu.

"Madame, Madame is back, let you go to the room to see her......"

Fang Zhu reacted faster than Fu Nianjun.

"I know, I know, don't rush the lady."

The little girl behind the curtain was overshadowed by her, and Fu Nianjun sighed: "Fangzhu, what are you doing to her so fiercely?" ”

Fangzhu said: "It's the lady who said that she doesn't like Yilan, and thinks she is verbose and chattering, so that she doesn't appear in front of you often." ”

Fu Nianjun had no choice but to say, "You let her come in and help me make a cup of tea." ”

Yilan cautiously came in to make tea for Fu Nianjun.

You could see that she was afraid of herself.

Fu Nianjun saw that this child was more stable than Fangzhu, so he asked, "Yilan, you used to persuade me before?" ”

Yilan was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground and trembled: "Lady, I won't dare in the future, I won't dare again......"

"You get up first." Fu Nianjun looked at the many deep and shallow scars left on her pair of small hands, which were left by frostbite in winter, and then looked at the beautiful little face that was about to cry, and felt a little unbearable.

She said softly, "Do you want to go back to my house again?" If you want to, you can clearly tell me and the people around me, as well as what happened in the house recently, this time is my test for you, if you are smart and clever enough, you won't have to do rough work tomorrow. ”

Yilan was stunned for a moment, but when she looked up, she saw Fu Nianjun's smiling face, although it was not good-looking at this time, it was extremely gentle.

She made up her mind, and immediately explained everything she could say clearly.

The teacup in Fu Nianjun's hand was stunned.

Such a coincidence?

"She" is also called Fu Nianjun?

It also happens that the father of this "Fu Nianjun" is also the same as the Zhongshu Sect, and she is also the eldest daughter of the Changfang family, with a noble status, but her mother died early, leaving only her and her brother Fu Yuan.

Today's eldest lady is her stepmother, and she is also her aunt, Yao, the biological mother of the fourth lady Fu Lihua and Liulang Fu Rong, and she also has a young sister-in-law.

The second master in the second room died early, leaving behind a widow and a second wife, and a pair of children.

The third room is a concubine's room, the three old men and the three ladies let go of the house, and a daughter and five ladies Fu Qiuhua were left in the house.

The fourth room is the concubine room, although the official position of the fourth master is not high, but the literary name is quite prosperous, there is an eldest daughter, the eldest lady Fu Yunhua and two sons.

The three that Fu Nianjun saw only now were the three little ladies ranked first, fourth, and fifth.

From Yilan's mouth, he only got these words.

There are many more people in this "Fu Nianjun" family than her.

"You're saying a good thing." Fu Nianjun smiled, "Come into my room tomorrow to do something." ”

Yilan knelt down to thank her in gratitude.

Fu Nianjun casually asked again, "What day is today?" ”

Yilan replied: "It's September 18. ”

"September 18......"

Fu Nianjun thought that it was October when he died, could it be that a year had passed so quickly?

"How many years is Tianshun now?"

Yilan was visibly frightened by her questioning.

"Little, Miss...... This year is the 28th anniversary of Chengtai...... What is Tianshun? ”

Twenty-eight years of Chengtai?!

Fu Nianjun's body was a little unstable.

Chengtai is the name of Emperor Daowu of Guangzong, but long before she was born, Guangzong passed away.

The twenty-eighth year of Chengtai was thirty years ago in the ninth year of Tianshun, when she died!

Exactly thirty years......

Fu Nianjun felt a little dizzy.

She possessed someone else, and she was still a person thirty years ago?!

She came back to life, not just as a completely different person, but as a completely different era.

Yilan was completely frightened by her appearance, and said that today's lady's attitude is so strange!

"Lady, lady...... Y-What's wrong with you? ”

"Thirty years, thirty years......"

Fu Nianjun seemed to be stunned, ignoring the people in front of him, and stumbled out of the house.

It was as if something had flashed through her mind.

Yilan was so anxious to follow her, Fangzhu was happily waiting outside to taunt Yilan, but saw the two running out one after the other.

"What's wrong? Where is the lady going? ”

Fang Zhu grabbed Yilan.

"I don't know." Yilan's cheeks were flushed with anxiety, "The lady seems to be suddenly stunned." ”

Fang Zhu slapped his thigh, "It's suffering!" It really made the four ladies stunned! ”

Fu Nianjun ran out of the door, as if he could find the direction.

"Here ......"

She felt her heart pounding, and ran quickly through the verandah in front of her with her skirt, which caused the servants and girls along the way to look sideways, and then turned around and ran fifty paces away, where there was a large courtyard, and in the center of the courtyard was planted a lush old sandalwood tree.

It's here.

It's really here!

Fu Nianjun gasped and stopped, suddenly feeling that his vision was blurred.

When she was a child, she liked this tree very much, I can't say why, but I liked it, and when she became an adult, she used green sandalwood as a small character to commemorate the tree at home.

Thirty years, things are not people, but this tree has not changed.

It was as if she had seen a loved one who had been reunited after a long absence.

Here, the only loved ones.

The doubts in her heart finally confirmed that this was the Fu family, but it was not her Fu family.

Fu Nianjun's father, Fu Ning, is a descendant of the Fu family in Youyang, and his family is poor and destitute when he is young, but since he was a child, people have proudly told themselves that the house in Beijing finally came to his father, and it was he who inherited the incense for the Fu family and glorified his ancestors.

's father is the second father-in-law of the Fu family.

So, she was familiar with the place, even if some of the houses and layouts were different, but she could still find the direction, and then, find the tree.

This is the Fu family, the Fu family thirty years ago.

Fu Nianjun raised his hand to hug the trunk of the old green sandalwood tree, and couldn't help but wet his eyes.

She is Fu Nianjun thirty years later, and as soon as she closes her eyes and opens her eyes, she has spanned thirty years.