Murong Yining fell into darkness, only a glimmer of light in the distance, heh, maybe it was the road to the underworld, Murong Yining thought to himself, and walked towards there.

Murong Yining felt that he had been gone for a long time, but the light still seemed to be close at hand, but it was far away from the end of the world.

She walked for about a stick of incense before she saw the light grow larger, she pursed her lips lightly, turned her head, and muttered:

"Goodbye, Zhiqin, goodbye, Wuhan, in the next life, we have to be good friends." With that, she walked towards it, and the light suddenly became very large, enveloping her whole being, and then, she fell into chaos.

When Murong Yining opened her eyes again, there was a woman sitting next to her with tears on her face, saying something to her.

"Xiaohong, you've finally woken up, woo woo......" The woman was wearing a pale pink palace dress, Murong Yining knew, this is the costume of the palace maid of Yeyun Kingdom, but, what's going on?

"You are?" Murong Yining opened her mouth softly, but she was stunned, this was not her own voice. Her voice has always been very deep, very clean and clear. But now the voice is as tactful as a yellow bird, as immature as a baby, and it is very good.

"Xiaohong, what's wrong with you? How can you not remember me? I'm Emerald Wisp. The woman who claimed to be Cui Wei saw her wake up, her face was excited, *a* book* read* little* said ybdu and when she listened to her question, she was anxious.

Murong Yining looked at the woman in front of her with some amusement and kept changing her face, thinking that she was very interesting.

"I, I don't remember, can you tell me what's going on?" Murong Yining said softly.

"Woo, how can this be?" Cui Wei cried very sadly, but she also told many things to Murong Yining intermittently.

From Cui Wei's mouth, Murong Yining learned that it was now the seventh year of Jiajing, and the Hong'er she was talking about was the owner of this body, just a little palace maid in Mohan Pavilion, who was punished with a rod for offending Jing Wanyi, who was now at the end of her momentum, and was later rescued by Aunt Zhiqin, the personal maid of Emperor Yuewu of Ruohan Pavilion in Lanxin Palace, and brought here to take care of her.

Seven years of Jiajing? Murong Yining was stunned, when he died, it was obviously the autumn of the sixth year of Jiajing, and now it has been almost a year. She has already understood a lot in Cui Wei's words, the palace maid named Xiaohong, I am afraid that she has already died in Huangquan, but she has borrowed the corpse to return her soul and be reborn again.

Murong Yining sneered, it seems that this is the meaning of heaven. Aunt Zhiqin, is it Zhiqin's little girl?

"Cuiwi, I want to meet Zhiqin. Auntie, I want to thank her very much. Murong Yining took her hand and said.

"Okay, Aunt Zhiqin is the kindest, you wait, I'll help you call her." After saying that, he ran away and disappeared.

Murong Yining struggled out of bed and sat half-leaning on the pink embroidered pier in front of the vanity mirror.

A woman with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes appeared on the mirror, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a small melon seed face, a nose for the first time, crimson lips slightly open, and a pair of large and moist eyes, full of tears.

It's a good-looking embryo. Murong Yining thought to herself, she was not the same type of woman as her previous self, but she was not bad.

Just thinking about it, Cui Wei pulled Zhiqin and walked in, and when she saw her half-sitting on the embroidery pier, she couldn't help frowning.

"Xiaohong, your body is not well, why did you get up?" The anxious mood can be seen at a glance, and it seems that he really cares.

"I'm getting better." Murong Yining smiled playfully, it was very good-looking.

"Aunt Zhiqin, there is something else to do with the slave." Cui Wei said on the side.

"Uh-huh, okay, you go down first." Zhiqin smiled, sat on the mahogany chair next to Murong Yining, and looked at the woman in front of her who was saved by herself.

"Zhiqin." Murong Yining saw Cui Wei leaving, so he slowly spoke, "I'm Murong Yining." ”

"Bold!" Zhiqin stood up suddenly. "Who are you? Dare to call yourself the deceased Concubine Rou Niangniang, this is a big crime of the Nine Clans, are you dying? ”

"Concubine Rou?" Murong Yining was stunned for a moment, it turned out that she was posthumously named a concubine after her death? I don't know how much effort Leng Yexuan has spent. Thinking of him, Murong Yining's heart couldn't help but twitch.

"I'm really your young lady." Murong Yining spoke again, but this time he threw a bombshell: "When you were young, you were greedy to climb trees, and you fell from it, and now there is a scar on the outer thigh." Later, you cried and said, "Miss, this scar looks a bit like a plum blossom." ”

At this moment, Zhiqin was really stunned. Although not many people know about falling from a tree, the words he said were only said to the young lady.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhiqin still refused to believe it, "You said that it was my young lady, but my young lady had passed away a year ago, why should I believe you." ”

A year? It turns out that it has been so long.

"Because I was killed by someone, but now my soul is in the body of this little red." Murong Yining couldn't help but chuckle, such a supernatural thing happened to him, if he hadn't experienced it himself, Rao himself wouldn't have believed it.

"Who?" Zhiqin asked.

"When I see Wuhan, I'll tell you together, okay?" Murong Yining smiled bitterly.

"Okay, then you can come with me." Zhiqin said this, in fact, she had already believed in her heart that this was her own young lady.

Zhiqin took Murong Yining to the door of Ruohan Pavilion, where Luo Wuhan lived, and let all the little maids in the house leave, before walking in.

"Chang Di Ji." Zhiqin blessed the body.

Luo Wuhan was sitting in front of the bookcase, I don't know what was written, when he heard Zhiqin's voice, Fang raised his head, frowned slightly, and said slowly:

"How many times have you said it, don't call me Changdi Ji, why can't Zhiqin remember?"

"How can it be so rude?" Zhiqin shook her head, noncommittal.

"What is this?" Luo Wuhan saw the woman behind Zhiqin. "It's the palace maid you saved that day, right? Why, is it already alright? ”

"Sister." Murong Yining spoke before Zhiqin, and when she said a word to her sister, she suddenly burst into tears and fell suddenly.

"Huh?" Luo Wuhan looked at him puzzled, could it be that this is also the illegitimate daughter of the first emperor?

"I'm Yining." Murong Yining said anxiously, if even Wuhan refuses to believe herself, then what should she do?

"What's the matter, even the deceased Concubine Rou Niangniang dares to pretend, are you too long?" Luo Wuhan was slightly angry.

"Sister, it's really me." Murong Yining thought about her mother's letter at that time in her mind, "Sister, do you remember, my mother said that she didn't know that you were still alive, and if she knew, she would never want you, and besides, you also said that you envy me very much." ”

"Are you really Lemon?" Luo Wuhan's voice trembled a little, how could she believe it. "But you're not. And, your looks. ”

"That's right." Murong Yining spoke slowly, and since she entered the cold palace that day, she began to talk about it, bit by bit, how she died and how she became like this, and told her the two of them all.

"You mean, the emperor is." Luo Wuhan couldn't believe it, and she didn't say it, she knew the importance of the matter.

"Hmm. Yes. The Queen Mother, she is really ruthless. Murong Yining sneered, with such a poisonous wine, she still seemed to be able to feel the slightest bit of fierceness.

"Miss, what now?" After Zhiqin heard this, she was also shocked, the young lady was still alive, but she was killed by the Queen Mother?

"I want revenge!" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Murong Yining's eyes, "If it weren't for the Queen Mother, we wouldn't have to go through this, if it weren't for the Queen Mother, I wouldn't be separated from you, and I would have to make her pay." ”

"Ling'er, these things have to be considered in the long run, don't you worry about it first?" Luo Wuhan didn't stop her, maybe she also hated the Queen Mother in her heart.

"Okay, I promise my sister." Although it is said that the two of them do not have any blood relatives, in their hearts, they have long regarded each other as the closest sisters.

"Ning'er, from tomorrow, you will come to Ruohan Pavilion, like Zhiqin, you want to be my personal palace maid, as for the rest, we will discuss it later."

"Okay." Murong Yining nodded slightly, "Don't use the name Xiaohong, I'll change it to Wuqin in the future, Xia Wuqin." ”

"Hmm." The three of them held hands and looked out the window at the bright sunshine, but they felt very uncomfortable.