The paddock, located on the edge of the grassland, is surrounded by knee-high vines, and the autumn breeze blows, and the vines are like rippling waves.

The sunset, the sunset is red, like a red broken gold sprinkled, people bathed in it as if stained with blood, adding a touch of gloom.

In the distance, the neighing of horses and the barking of hounds could be heard, and one of the women standing at the door of the tent waiting for the results of the hunt stood out.

Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her skin is snowy, her temperament is outstanding, and a pair of starry eyes look at the warriors returning from hunting.

Around her were surrounded by women dressed in makeup.

The woman is like a green leaf to her, like a star around the bright moon.

Suddenly, a ride flew in.

A sharp arrow pierced the air, and the tip of the arrow shimmered with a blue cold glow and flew towards the Mortal Woman.

Then a man and a horse leaped into the eyes of the wives before the warriors who returned from the hunt.

The beautiful woman surrounded by the woman had only time to distinguish the woman sitting on the horse with a strong bow in her hand, and opened her mouth to speak...... With a pop, the arrow hit her in the throat.

Fang just surrounded her and fled in all directions.

In the crowd returning from the hunt, two men in their thirties rushed over.

One is as elegant as jade, and the other is domineering and handsome.

They ran to the beautiful woman who had fallen to the ground with an arrow.

They were full of pity and reluctance to support the beauty who was hit by the arrow, calling her nickname.

For what? Seven Sisters...... The beauty who was hit by the arrow muttered unwillingly.

Avenge your mother.

The woman who shot the bow and arrow sat on her horse, she was about thirty years old, and her still delicate features had already shown signs of age.

She looked a little older than the girl who had been shot.

She is a younger sister, and she is a sister with the arrow beauty!

Wearing an elegant long dress, she wore her hair loose, and a white velvet flower between her temples, dressed as a filial piety.

Seeing that the beauty was overwhelmed, she turned her horse's head and galloped away in the direction of the cliff.

The cavalry who had been ordered to pursue her shot arrows behind her.

To live to see people, to die to see corpses, the man holding the body of the beautiful woman roared angrily......

The clothes under his armor were brilliant and dazzling bright yellow, and the people around him called him the crown prince, and called the dead beauty Mrs. Yong'anhou.

The elegant Yong'an Hou looked at his wife who died of anger in the prince's arms, and was stunned......

The galloping murderer was struck with two arrows in the chest, and blood stained her plain dress.

Unable to support her body on horseback any longer, she tumbled off her horse and landed in the grass.

Wisps of blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and not far away was a maple forest, and red maple leaves fell on her.

Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

It's always been the life that my mother wants her to have.

When she was born, no one loved her except her mother.

When she died, she could die in a quiet place.

God didn't treat her lightly.

She slowly closed her eyes and waited for death, but a few warm tears fell on her face.

A gray-haired man in his fifties hugged her, his hand blocking the wound on her chest, red blood staining the man's hand.

Survive, survive.

She looked at the man who was old, with gray hair but still handsome, and slowly hooked the corners of her mouth.

"Take my head and the ledger, and you will be rich for the rest of your life...... That's the only thing I can give back to you. ”

"Yao'er."

"If there is a next life, we ...... No...... Don't see it again. ”

"Yao'er."

……

"Ahh

"Madam, Miss Seven is awake."

The hanging curtain was lifted, and a round girl of twelve or thirteen years old sat on the bed.

She pressed her temples, and her mind was full of dreams, who was she?

Yao'er? Who's calling her? Wang Zhiyao? Is she Wang Zhiyao?

"Yaoyao."

She fell into a warm embrace, and a gentle hand was added to her forehead.

She raised her eyelids, and the concerned woman was thirty-five or sixteen years old, with long eyebrows and sideburns, phoenix eyes, and a high nose, exuding a heroic spirit.

It's just that the lady's makeup is very elegant, and it is not very harmonious with the woman's temperament, so the woman has a slight sense of Xu Dongshi's style.

"Mother." She was stunned, how could she call her mother?

"Yaoyao finally woke up."

"Mother, I'm fine."

Wang Zhiyao replied very smoothly, and leaned on the noblewoman's arms with peace of mind.

Surrounded by a water of Huanghuali furniture, the antique collection on the Duobao Pavilion is worth a lot, and the wealth of a room is panicked.

Wang Zhiyao, Wang Zhiyao, she shouldn't just be Wang Zhiyao!

I remember someone crying in her ear, and she couldn't sleep.

Then she asked impatiently, what are you crying for?

In the dream, the woman who was wearing filial piety clothes, stabbing the enemy, and calmly dying, told her pitifully that I didn't want to go back to be his daughter!

Who is he? Scary?

Try it and you'll know the way! I have only one request to help me take care of my mother, who is the best and most loving person...... It's just that I always let her down.

Then the woman's cry disappeared in her ears with the last words.

She had more dreams, and after waking up, she became the seventh lady of the Hou Mansion in the Qianyuan period.

Although Wang Zhiyao can distinguish the current situation, her mind is still muddy, what happened to her?

Crossed? Reborn?

"Yao'er." The woman holding her was worried, "Mother will help you get justice." ”

Before Wang Zhiyao spoke, there was a sound of stumbling footsteps outside the house, "Fourth lady, the old lady has arrived." ”

Wang Zhiyao subconsciously looked at the woman...... Her mother's surname is Jiang, and she is the only daughter of Xiningbo, and the wife of the fourth master of Guanwen Houfu.

As for the old lady, her surname is Wen ...... Wang Zhiyao's head hurt a little when she thought about it.

"Yao'er, don't be afraid, leave everything to your mother."

Wang Zhiyao's confused eyes softened Jiang's heart, and she gently touched her daughter's round, chubby face, "Even if your fifth sister moves in with your grandmother, her mother is still her grandmother, and she can clean her up as much as she wants!" ”

Jiang got up and left with great momentum.

Wang Zhiyao sat on the bed, fifth sister? Is it the beautiful woman she shot to death in her dream?

Mother-in-law? Could it be that the beautiful woman in the dream is a concubine? Is it Wang Zhiyao's sister?

Wang Zhiyao plunged into the soft pillow, so messy!

For what is it, the woman who cried in her dream would say that she would avenge her mother when she stabbed her enemy...... And then shot the fifth sister, Mrs. Yong'an Hou?

Why does it look imposing, and the sassy and heroic Jiang family will be embarrassed to death by a concubine?

What is the woman who weeps for refuses to come back to be her father's daughter again?

Was her father scary?

Because there were seven glass rosewood screens blocking it, Wang Zhiyao couldn't hear the movement outside.

Desperate to find answers, Wang Zhiyao got up from the bed, hid behind the screen, and looked out through the frosted, carved glass window......

On the main seat of the living room sat an old lady wearing a rosin-colored dress embroidered with a delicate swaska, and her hair was gray.

The old lady's face was majestic and serious, and there were deep wrinkles at the corners of her mouth.

She looked at Jiang Shi with a little helplessness, and a trace of a clear and lofty gaze hidden in the depths of her eyes.

Jiang Shi, and two other neatly dressed women with elegant temperament stood on either side of the old lady.

Jiang is tall and tall, and he should be taller than the elegant and graceful ladies.

Wang Zhiyao's gaze stopped at the girl with a beautiful face and a well-proportioned figure.

She...... is the noble lady who was killed by an arrow from her sister in her dream - Wang Zhixuan.

Wang Zhixuan's name suddenly made Wang Zhiyao's head clear.

Although Wang Zhixuan's eyebrows and eyes have not yet fully opened, she has already revealed that she has the qualifications of a stunning beauty.

She was dressed in a purple dress and stood slim in front of everyone.

Her elegant, dusty, dirty temperament, like starry eyes, makes everyone who has seen her involuntarily praise, what a stunning beauty!

Wang Zhiyao knows that she will become a beauty in the future, and she will be loved by the best and most noble man in the world!

Wang Zhiyao glanced down at her carrot-thick fingers, and the dressing mirror placed on the side clearly printed her chubby big cake face, round body, six or seven-year-old girls who are a little fatter will be praised as cute.

She is thirteen years old this year, and she doesn't want to become a 'famous pig in Beijing', so she is completely reduced to Wang Zhixuan's foil...... The first thing Wang Zhiyao needs to do is lose weight!

Although Wang Zhiyao in the dream looks weathered compared to Wang Zhixuan, Wang Zhiyao's eyebrows are still quite delicate.

I don't dare to compare with the stunning beauty Wang Zhixuan, but Wang Zhiyao is also an outstanding beauty just by her eyebrows!

Wang Zhiyao's thick fingers opened a gap in the closed screen...... The sound of conversation outside drifted in.

Jiang Shi said solemnly: "Mother, although Yao'er woke up, Yao'er's soberness was not caused by Wang Zhixuan's repentance, Yao'er was with her by the cold pool of Jinghu Lake at that time, if she didn't push Yao'er down, who else could there be?" ”

Wang Zhixuan's face was fair, her complexion was glowing with a healthy halo like white porcelain, her bright eyes flashed a trace of unyielding, and in the face of her mother-in-law's innocent accusations, she straightened her body and disdained to explain!

The old lady Wen Shi looked helpless: "When the seven girls were in a coma, you punished Xuan'er to recite the scriptures, I followed you, now that the seven girls are awake, Xuan'er is also reciting the scriptures in the Buddhist hall for seven days, what else do you want?" Even if Xuan'er is wrong, can't you, as her mother-in-law, be a little more tolerant? Be kind? ”

"The fourth daughter-in-law, you have to have the bearing of a mother-in-law and a fair way of doing things, which is also the most important qualification that the daughter-in-law of the royal family of the scholar family should have for generations."

The old lady Wen said very seriously: "The seventh girl is your daughter, and so is Xuan'er!" ”

Jiang said coldly: "Mother said that it was fair, and the daughter-in-law thought that since Yao'er fell into the cold pool of Mirror Lake, should she also be the same as Yao'er?" Fair, I have the bearing of a grandmother - Wang Zhixuan jumped into the lake outside, and I will forgive you! ”

"The fourth daughter-in-law!"

"Fourth brother and sister!"

The other two women, who had been silent, were shocked, their delicate faces revealing incredulity, and they thought to themselves, the 'fierce woman' who came out of the door was really different from the woman from their scholarly background.

Taihu is here, the poetry heirloom, and the Wang family, who has the legacy of the scholar family, has never had such a 'fair' mother-in-law!

Wang Zhixuan bent her knees, her voice was as pleasant as a yellow bird, she crossed the Jiang family, and smiled directly at the old lady Wen who cherished her, "Grandmother, the family and everything is prosperous, the granddaughter doesn't dare to let her mother be resentful, so let's be 'fair' according to what her mother said." ”

She turned, the layered skirt swirling in a beautiful arc, and with a slight movement of lotus steps, she walked out of the door......

It doesn't look like she's going to fall into the water and suffer.

Wang Zhiyao, who was peeking on the side, felt that Wang Zhixuan was like a 'hero' who calmly fell into the water and understood righteousness for the family, for harmony, and for respecting the 'unscrupulous' mother-in-law

The warm sun has gilded Wang Zhixuan's body with a halo, and she is becoming more and more cold and arrogant, dusty, which is amazing!

Wang Zhiyao could see that at least the distress in the eyes of the old lady Wen was sincere.

Jiang Shi frowned, and instructed outside: "Mother Tian, wait for Wang Zhixuan to enter the water!" Where did you get the kung fu to grind with her? ”

"Yes, Fourth Lady!"

Wang Zhixuan has not yet set up a shelf for calmly falling into the water by the lake in the courtyard, and has not yet had time to finish reading the touching poem, "If the family is harmonious, why should I be ...... this body?"

A powerful fat woman rushed over from the slanted thorn, raised her arm and pushed Wang Zhixuan violently into the lake......

Wang Zhiyao walked quickly to the window, from which she could see the situation in the courtyard.

Wang Zhixuan struggled in the lake in embarrassment, no longer calm, indifferent and calm......

"Don't pretend to be forced, pretending to be forced will be struck by lightning!"

The corners of Wang Zhiyao's mouth are hooked, her mother Jiang is very powerful!

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