It is sometimes difficult to distinguish between dreams and reality, and Zhou Aya sometimes dreams back in the middle of the night, and when she wakes up in a cold sweat because of the horror of nightmares, she always feels doubtful.

So deep pain and despair, her heart seemed to be still aching until she woke up, saying that it was an illusory dream, but it was too real.

Is it a dream, or is it the awake self that is really in a dream?

The population of Wufu is simple, Wu An is at the border, the huge mansion seems to be quieter, she doesn't sleep □□ Ning, the girl on duty outside at night heard the movement, and the lamp came in to ask, Zhou Aya was shaken by the light, no pajamas, put on a middle coat, called the henchman, asked about the arrangements for the trip in a few days, and the henchmen reported it one by one, Zhou Aya heard that there was no mistake or omission, so she let her leave the lamp and go down first, and she took the folded book and read it slowly under the lamp.

Zhou Aya remembered that she in her dream was the most disdainful of reading these books full of wind and moon, and felt bored, but it was just a little conjecture that met the needs of the people below, and she couldn't do it really, and now that she is getting older, she feels that these are more than those subsets of scriptures and histories to read, simple, after reading the beginning, you can start to guess the ending, guessing is rare, and the time is passed easily, without any brains.

Such an idle life, different from the time when she was in the Zhou Mansion, the stepmother, the sister-in-law, the parents, a large mouthful of people, every day is full of free, and it seems to be full of busy, the youth in the dream is the same as reality, the Zhou family looks at the flowers, but in fact it is rotten inside, she is like the rest of the family in the complicated situation of the boudoir women, clothing, wear, food, obviously endless, but high and low must fight, with the name of the eldest daughter of the original match, life can not be said to be difficult, but there is nothing to relax.

Her biological mother left very early and died when she was very young. The mother lingered on the sickbed until the last moment, touching the little man's cheek, and her eyebrows were full of tenderness: "Mother is leaving, Xiao Ling'er must live happily in the future." ”

There is no worry about her future, and there is no advice on things such as growing up and marrying in the future, only such a loving sentence, a joyful and carefree blessing to her daughter.

Zhou Aya wants to listen to her mother's words, she has no sorrow every day, but her father always wants to remarry, and her stepmother is a typical stepmother, her face is sweet and bitter, she can't hold on to her competitive temperament, and she has been fighting with her since her mother was gone, but she is too young, her experience is not deep, she has not suffered a big loss, and she has not taken any advantage.

As for her father, whether in her dreams or now, her face is very blurry, and he is clearly in front of her, and she can't remember his face in a blink of an eye, when she was young, she once thought that life in the boudoir was the most painful day in her life, so she wanted to marry well, marry better than those so-called sisters and sisters, so that she could raise her eyebrows in front of her stepmother, and she would definitely be able to live comfortably in the future.

She succeeded, her aunt loved him very much, her family background was not low, nor too high, and her aunt seemed to have no intention of choosing a concubine with a too prominent family background for the prince, and the prince was also indispensable, just like that, her cousin became her husband.

The prince is a very gentle person, his temperament is very stable, the days after marriage are like a bowl of water, very gentle, there are no big ups and downs, she is very content, and strives to adapt to life in the palace, holding the identity of the prince and concubine, self-conscious but not proud, never willing to make a mistake, and never allow her own reasons to ruin the life she dreamed of.

However, the building will be overturned is not what manpower can predict, the prince was infected with the epidemic when he inspected the Yellow River, she hesitated, with the encouragement of her aunt, ran thousands of miles, rushed to serve the sick, she did not know the art of disambiguation, and on the third day of the arrival, the prince died.

The queen and her became the most noble and pitiful pair of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in time, the queen lost her lifelong hope and dependence, she thought that the queen would fall down and collapse, but this aunt was the fastest person to cheer up, without the prince, she turned to support the second prince, and the concubine continued to fight, and finally five years after she was widowed, Emperor Yanping died, the second prince Ji Xin ascended the throne, and the aunt became the queen mother from the queen, and the first thing was to execute the concubine and the third prince.

In another month, the biological mother who was honored by the new emperor as the Queen Mother of the West died of illness.

As the surviving person of the former prince, she should have left the palace to live in the imperial temple to pray for the former prince and Ogaki, but because the new emperor wanted to show benevolence and the instructions of the empress dowager of the East Palace, she was able to stay in the palace and even enjoy the honor.

However, all this is meaningless, she is in a cage, without her husband and children, the years are fleeting, Shaoguang is wasted, the second half of her life is like a transparent jade, touch the texture, and see the bottom.

The only variable is the new emperor's respect for her imperial sister-in-law.

At a palace banquet, the new emperor toasted her, and said with a smile that the queen had a heavy head, and the palace was hard-working, I don't know if the imperial sister-in-law can share one or two?

There has never been such a rule, the queen is unwell, and there are four concubines who can help, no matter what she does, she will not be able to take her turn as a surviving person, she is widowed in the palace, and one or two rumors are inevitable, if she takes the burden of the sixth palace of the assistant again, I am afraid that there will be no peace.

Moreover, the authority of the palace is actually still in the hands of the aunt.

She said that she was weak and not virtuous enough to shirk it, and she couldn't drink enough to leave the scene early to cover up the past. After that, the queen's already superficial kindness to her became only three points.

She became more careful in the palace, in addition to serving the queen mother every day, she stayed at home, and never messed with the rights and wrongs of the new emperor's harem, but the unabated reward will always make her the target of public criticism, and in the end, her aunt couldn't stand it, held her hand and said, "Good boy, you better go." Although the life in the temple is hard, it will be much calmer, and the rights and wrongs have nothing to do with you, so why involve you. ”

After speaking, he sighed again, "If my son is still here, it won't be the current situation, it's too late to say anything, you better go." ”

A "yes" she wept, and finally obediently left, in this world, her aunt is the only person who is good to her.

In the temple, she lived a relatively peaceful day, the green lantern ancient Buddha, the sunset and the morning glow, and the sound of the wooden fish was a little unwilling of her.

The Buddhist temple is the purest place in the world, but it may also become a place to hide dirt and dirt because of the sinister heart, and she still has a little whisper about this unturbulent day in her heart, but the new emperor refuses to leave her even a little clear name.

One autumn night, a pair of hands tore off her plain clothes, she struggled hard, and angrily reprimanded: "Touched by the widowed sister-in-law, Your Majesty has an iron fist, and is not afraid of the pen of the historian." ”

The new emperor pinched her chin and sneered: "The posture is just ordinary, and I think he has some kind of taste." ”

Humiliating himself and punishing his heart, Zhou Aya suddenly stopped resisting and let him do it, but when he was about to succeed, he said softly: "Depending on what kind of thing you are, the prince is a romantic person, if it weren't for the day and the year, it wouldn't be your turn." ”

Ji Xin grabbed her neck angrily, and Zhou Xuanchang blushed and said with a difficult sarcasm: "What about the woman who got her brother, you are still the thing that can't be put on the table.....

"Snap", it was the sound of a hand on her cheek, Ji Xincheng seemed to wait for a while, suppressed her anger, and saw that Zhou Aya was not moving, she was still snorting, and she didn't care if she fainted, she pulled her belt, and was about to continue.

Zhou Aya couldn't, in order to keep what little dignity she had left, she asked in a voice: "You did it for the prince to be infected with the epidemic inexplicably, right?" ”

Ji Xinyuan stopped the aggression and got up from her, the corners of Zhou Aya's mouth were bloody, she sat up slowly, no longer said a word, and only looked at him with contemptuous eyes, Ji Xinyuan met those eyes, and the surroundings were so quiet that only the candle flowers burst open, and before she could react, Ji Xinyuan grabbed her hair and dragged her to the ground.

The dream woke up when she was fifteen years old, she had not worked hard to enter the palace to win the favor of her aunt, the scene in the dream was vivid, and the thought was cone, although she guessed that the epidemic was done by Ji Xin, there was no evidence, and there was not enough time to stop all this, so she could only not let herself go the old way again, just like that, the number of times she would rather enter the palace gradually decreased, and the hint to her aunt was also pretending to be stupid and confused, after that palace banquet, the daughter of the Marquis of Zhongyong, Xu, became the prince's concubine.

She is a little sympathetic, this is an innocent woman who has gone her own way, but her nieces as aunts have ended up like that, what can she do to others, to fate?

She was in a trance after the prince's marriage, she didn't care about her own marriage, and she didn't pay attention to the provocations of her stepmother and sisters, so she went to the palace early to accompany her aunt, hoping that companionship would reduce her pain of losing her child.

Ludi came with news that under the careful care of the crown princess, the prince recovered from his illness.

It was as if fate was playing a huge joke on her, and all this should have belonged to her happiness and honor, but it was so easily given to others.

She suddenly had a full of resentment, but there was nowhere to vent, if she said that she hated Xu, it was a joke, it was obviously herself who contributed to all this, if she said that she hated the epidemic, it was even more ethereal, she also sent someone to inquire, Xu's has no sense of existence in the circle of girls in Beijing, the four arts are not brilliant, and I haven't heard that I know all about medicine, everything seems to be a coincidence.

Counting them, it seems that the only thing she can hate is herself.

After contact with Xu, this is a woman who is difficult to explain clearly, she looks stupid and dull, but there is an indescribable transparency, even though Zhou Aya is conceited from her appearance to her family, Xu's is not as good as herself, but I have to admit that Xu's life is very comfortable, and the prince's eyes on her are completely different from those of himself.

That little bit of unwillingness accumulates little by little, Zhou Aya feels that she needs to find an outlet to vent, and she really has to relive the gift of a lifetime, not to make her feel sorry for herself and drive herself crazy.

So she found an opportunity and asked the Xu family bluntly, what was the way to pull the prince back from the ghost gate who couldn't be cured by the imperial doctor?

Xu was a little frightened by her inquiry, but told the truth anyway.

Unexpectedly..... It's as simple as that.

She understood a lot of things in an instant, and remembered a pot of "Yinglan" that she had raised when she was in the boudoir, the variety was precious, produced in the Western Regions, no matter how carefully cared for, it never blossomed and fruited, and the young and arrogant Zhou Aya angrily rewarded it to a rough girl, and the rough girl would not be a little gardening, but it was like a leek and buried it in the picture at will, but it sprouted in January.

It wasn't until "Yinglan" grew up that Zhou Aya just opened a small window and saw it from afar, without the slightest idea of moving it into the house. 166 Reading Network