Chapter I

In the cold winter wax moon, the snow has been falling all day, and it has not stopped until the night, and most of the lights in the backyard of Changning Houfu have been turned off, and only one place is still on.

In the main courtyard room, lit with bright candles, behind the screen inlaid with red sandalwood and jade, the maid Dye Xiang lay on the edge of the bed, replaced a hot handkerchief, Hongqu came in with water, Dye Xiang got out of bed, threw the handkerchief in the water and rubbed it, and asked Hongqu:

"Hasn't the Imperial Doctor come yet? Miss's body is too hot, how can it be dragged on. "Dye Xiang and Hongqu are both first-class maids beside the eldest lady of Changning Houfu, who are thirteen or fourteen years old, all wearing the green shirts and green belts of the first-class maids in the house, and the young girls look like young green new branches sprouting from the branches.

Hongqu put the basin on the shelf and said, "I haven't come yet." Mrs. went to the fourth lady of Renenbo Mansion yesterday to be a full blessing, and now she is not at home, and the porter set a carriage and horse to invite, but somehow it has been delayed until now, I went to the porter to inform it, and they said that if we meet the chief steward, we will urge it. ”

Dye Xiang is a pungent person, and after listening to Hongqu's words, he became angry and said:

"What is this called! You've been informed, don't you know how to find the chief steward again? We still need them to urge us, and if my wife is not at home, you will have no idea? Although you are assigned by your wife, the eldest lady is not thin on you on weekdays, and now that the eldest lady has suffered, this is how you reciprocate? It's just that the people in the house are snubbing the eldest lady, you are actually like this, the eldest lady's kindness is better than feeding you! ”

Dye incense is from a young age to serve the eldest lady of Changning Houfu Yan Zhaohua, Hongqu is later appreciated by the wife, if you say close, when I was a child, it is indeed dyed incense and the eldest lady is closer, but after the red canal comes, she can speak, will please, and got a lot of rewards from the eldest lady, and for her to send away the green bamboo that was also served in the room when she was a child, Dye incense and Qingzhu grew up together, and served the eldest lady together for several years, Hongqu replaced Qingzhu, and dyed incense was reluctant, and now she is not used to her attitude of putting his wife first in everything, Naturally, there are not many good words to say.

Hongqu is not easy to bully, and immediately replied: "What do you mean by dyeing incense!" The eldest lady is sick and I feel distressed, but I am not a doctor, I can go to the concierge to ask, it is to take care of the kindness of the eldest lady, you are angry, you have the ability to find the big manager, find the wife! What kind of lady is playing with me? I'm not going to wait. ”

After saying this, Hongqu threw the handkerchief that had just been wrung out in his hand into the water again, splashed the water, and was not ambiguous, and said to leave, without even turning his head, Dye Xiang saw her like this, she was so angry that she wanted to cry, but when she thought of the eldest lady who burned it as if it was about to be cooked, she couldn't bear to leave it and chase her out to find her theory, so she walked to the basin and twisted the handkerchief, changed the handkerchief for the eldest lady, and then went out to reason with the chief steward in person.

Yan Zhaohua was groggy, and the messy voice next to her ears seemed to be someone who was taking her pulse, someone was noisy outside, and her nose smelled a very familiar smell of spices, which accompanied her for ten years, even if she didn't use it again in the next few years, she wouldn't forget it, and wanted to cover her mouth and nose, but her body was soft, and her whole body seemed to be on fire, and she couldn't lift half of her strength.

She...... Isn't it dead? Isn't it supposed to feel nothing?

Is this what people feel after death? Is the noise around him a ghost, or a ghost of Hades? The body is like a fire, is it the ghost fire in the palace of Hades?

Yan Zhaohua has never been afraid of death, or rather, she is quite looking forward to death, so sick, weak and frail, there is no hope of life, although there have been several fights in her life, but after all, she is too young, she has lost her opportunity, she has been at the mercy of others for so many years, and she has regarded the enemy as a benefactor, and in the end she has been exchanged for betrayal and a lifetime of regret......

The night's torment seemed to evaporate all the water in Yan Zhaohua's body, his throat was dry and uncomfortable, he wanted to make a sound but couldn't make a sound, he dragged his body that seemed to be a little brisk and sat up, and he saw a girl sleeping on the edge of her bed, thirteen or fourteen years old, combing two croissants, with a delicate appearance, wearing a blue-green maid's clothes, and the hem and neckline were embroidered with the words of Changning Houfu, looking at the words, Yan Zhaohua was even more full of mixed feelings, Changning Houfu ...... Yes, the clothes worn by this maid are the first-class maid clothes of Changning Houfu!

Can...... Changning Houfu?

Yan Zhaohua was startled, looked up and looked around, and suddenly the whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, the furnishings in this room were no different from the boudoir in her memory, at this moment she slept on the rosewood Qiangong stepping bed, there was a treasure inlay cabinet at the head of the bed, and there was a pine red forest flat-angle dressing table and round chair at the door, and there was a dressing box with a sense of age on the table, the box was her favorite when she was a girl, and all the things in it were the favorite to wear at that time, and directly opposite the bed, the rosewood inlaid jade flower throne screen, This screen is very impressive, since she was a child, the grandmother who served around her told her that this is her mother's dowry, it is said that the jade polished into the shape of flowers, each piece is worth a thousand gold, not to mention this whole screen, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth a lot of money, however, this screen seems to have been given to Mrs. Changning Hou and her cousin Xie Shi back then. Back then, in order to please the Xie family, the things she sent out could almost be described as a mountain of gold and silver, and she thought that the Xie family would take care of her for her because of her heart, but in the end, it was the Xie family who tortured her so miserably.

Thinking of these things, Yan Zhaohua couldn't help laughing at himself, but it was only for a moment, and immediately Yan Zhaohua pulled his consciousness back.

These things should have been gone for a long time, how can they be so good now?

and the maid who slept in the past, and her delicate face seemed to be a little familiar...... Dyeing incense? No, how is this possible, Dye Xiang was sent to Zhuangzi by her wife as early as when she was thirteen years old, and later I heard that she died on the first night of sending it to Zhuangzi, but ...... What the hell is going on?

The throat was like a fire, and after swallowing twice, he felt as if he was about to break, Yan Zhaohua moved, and Dye Xiang, who was lying on the side of the bed and fell asleep, woke up, and saw that she was awake, Dye Xiang smiled and said, "Miss, you are awake, how do you feel?" ”

If you say that the dye incense that is asleep, Yan Zhaohua knows three points, but the dye incense that wakes up, Yan Zhaohua knows seven or eight points, her throat is dry and dumb and she can't speak, Yan Zhaohua suppressed the doubts and fears in her heart, supported herself, and pointed to the teapot tentatively, Dye Xiang immediately understood, and brought a glass of water to Yan Zhaohua, Yan Zhaohua drank two cups in a row, and the dryness of her throat was better, but she still couldn't make too many sounds, so she couldn't ask a lot of questions, so she had to lie down with her back against the pillow with two huge peonies wrapped around the branches under the service of Dye Xiang, Fingertips secretly pinched their palms several times, to make sure that this was not a dream, but really happened, this situation, this scene, by no means in a dream, looked down at his hands, green onion white joke general, good-looking is good-looking, but it is also a little smaller, while rubbing his throat, while his eyes fell on Dye Xiang, Dye Xiang was sent away by Xie when Yan Zhaohua was thirteen years old, and now she is still there, indicating that she is no more than thirteen years old.

Hongqu had a smile on his face, and walked in with a silver tray, there was a bowl of porridge and two small plates on the tray, the porridge was lotus seed porridge, and the plate was mandarin duck rolls and colorful copyists, Hongqu saw that Yan Zhaohua woke up, so he came over in surprise and said: "The eldest lady woke up, the slave got up early in the morning and went to serve the porridge to the eldest lady, and the incense was still asleep, so I didn't wake her up, is the eldest lady drinking now?" Feed you, slave. ”

Dye Xiang turned her head to look at Hongqu, although her eyes were a little resentful, but she was used to not wanting to say that Zhaohua was embarrassed, so she didn't say anything, and brought out the water on the basin shelf for a night, as well as the two medicine bowls on the low cabinet next to the bed, Yan Zhaohua looked at the back of Dye Xiang leaving, and seemed to have a little impression, when she was twelve years old, she had a high fever and a sore throat for nearly a month or two, and she couldn't say anything...... If she did come back, she would be twelve by now. If this qiē is true, then that is, she ...... Back to when I was twelve......

was caressing her throat and lost her mind, Hongqu came over, diligently scooped up a spoonful of white porridge, and sent it to her mouth as if flattering, Yan Zhaohua looked at her beautiful face, and lowered her eyes, because her throat was too painful, and she gave her head away when the porridge was sent to her mouth, refusing to eat.

Hongqu is the wife's person, she used to only think that Hongqu can speak good and will come to things, and think about things more than Dye Xiang and Qingzhu, the two maids who have served her since childhood, so she is very kind to her, but who knows, it is this Hongqu who is dedicated to calculating her for his wife, poisoning her, causing her to lose her body, and she has no children and no blessings for a lifetime, and now how dare she use the entrance things she sent.

Seeing that Yan Zhaohua didn't eat what she fed, Hongqu's heart tightened, but her face was not revealed, she was fifteen this year, two years older than Dye Xiang and them, but her experience and heart were by no means comparable to the two little girls of Dye Xiang and Qingzhu, so she quickly came to the bedside with concern and said to Yan Zhaohua:

"The eldest lady has a sore throat, no matter how painful it is, she must insist on taking two bites, or how will her body get better! This is the porridge that the slave maid got up early in the morning for the eldest lady, and the girl who dyed the incense slept deeply, and I kept it for most of the night before letting her come over to guard, but the slave couldn't sleep, so she got up early and went to the kitchen, and the porridge also added the lady's favorite lotus seeds and honey. ”

Yan Zhaohua stroked her throat with one hand, did not speak, she was born with snowy skin and flowers, pink carved jade, at a young age, she looked like a flower, bright teeth and starry eyes, I heard the old grandmother in the house say that her appearance is very similar to her mother who died in the early years, all of them are apricot eyes and cherry lips, black hair and cloud temples, a pair of cut pupils watery, even if she is staring at people, she has a delicate and pitiful appearance, plus she is the eldest daughter of Changning Houfu, she has been respected since she was a child, more like a person made of snow jade, no half-distracted eyes, pure as water.

The appearance is still the same, but Hongqu doesn't know why, being stared at by the eldest lady who looks exactly the same as usual, she suddenly has a feeling of thorns in her back, it seems to be the same as before, but it is very different.

Yan Zhaohua's high fever overnight did not damage her complexion, a little haggard made her look even more distressing, Hongqu saw her stern expression, as usual, reached out to stroke the top of Yan Zhaohua's head, she was in front of Yan Zhaohua, is to play the role of a big sister, Yan Zhaohua is twelve this year, it is when she is ignorant of the world, she can speak, not deliberately please, but unexpectedly won the appreciation of this pampered eldest lady, treat her as a sister, and her words are quite respectful and convincing, which makes Hongqu proud for a lot of time, Therefore, he gradually developed the habit of pretending to be an elder in front of Yan Zhaohua, the eldest lady of Changning Houfu.

But what Hongqu didn't expect was that this time, she tasted failure, only to see Yan Zhaohua seem to wave her hand at random, just separating Hongqu's hand, the two looked at each other, Yan Zhaohua's gaze was a little cold, and the cold made Hongqu a little scared, such a gaze, she had never seen it in Yan Zhaohua, who was still a child, let alone at this moment, her lips actually hooked up a sinister sneer, as if overnight, the innocent and kind eldest lady was reborn...... Grown up?