The person in the mirror is extremely unfamiliar to Xia Yao. She stood there in a daze, looking down at the bronze mirror that was half stepped on by herself, she couldn't stop the fear in her heart, and her body trembled slightly.

An almost impossible thought burrowed into Xia Yao's mind, she bent down slowly, picked up the bronze mirror, looked at the face inside with a flickering eye, and then suddenly looked around at the courtyard where she was now.

Lu Zhiyao?!

Thinking of the names that the two of them said just now, Xia Yao suddenly felt suffocated. Could she ......

Although the encounter just now had made Xia Yao feel the pain in her body, she couldn't help but reach out and slap herself hard. The slight pain in her cheeks made Xia Yao once again sure that she was not in a dream, but how to explain such a strange thing?

She, has become Lu Zhiyao?!

The sound of the wind blew in her ears, and Xia Yao looked up at the sky with misty eyes. As if time had stood still, she stood in that position for a long time, then sighed and forced herself to accept her new identity.

From this moment on, she is Lu Zhiyao. The former Xia Yao is dead. was killed by Lin Yixiang.

The adventure of being reborn after death made Lu Zhiyao unexpectedly calm down. She looked down at her two bare arms, scarred, and already inflamed after being beaten again and again and soaked in salt water.

Maybe that's why she became Lu Zhiyao...... The poor owner of this body must have died a tragic death in this courtyard because of the whipping. God had mercy on her and let her die. Then she has to accept all this, including this ridiculous and tragic identity, and everything that comes next.

Lu Zhiyao turned his head and looked at the only room in the courtyard. She walked slowly, pushed open the door, and scanned everything inside.

Very simple room, even basic. Lu Zhiyao walked around the house, and after making sure that this was where she was going to live in the future, she locked herself in the room, like a bird trapped in a cage, although she was eager to escape from here, but the reality was always so easy to dash people's hopes.

Lu Zhiyao sat in front of the dresser, his right hand brushing the side of his face. This is a face that is obviously yellow and thin due to malnutrition, but if you look closely, you can still see its softness.

The head of the mantis has eyebrows, and the eyes are like water. If you dress up well, you will definitely be a beautiful woman.

What kind of life can torture a person to such an extent? Xia Yao, who used to be the eldest lady of the General's Mansion, couldn't imagine it at all. The slender wrist seems to be able to be broken with a slight force. Want to use this body to avenge the blood sea? How could something be.

"Lu Zhiyao, Lu Zhiyao, should I thank you, or should I blame you?" Muttering to the person in the mirror, Lu Zhiyao fell into deep thought, remembering his family who was already under Jiuquan at this time.

Her marriage to Lin Yixiang broke their hearts. They had told her more than once that Lin Yixiang approached her for a purpose. It was her youth and ignorance that made things the way they are......

The corners of his eyes were dry, but Lu Zhiyao couldn't cry. She sat there motionless with empty eyes, like a soulless puppet, not knowing joy or sorrow.

How should this revenge be avenged? Lu Zhiyao asked himself secretly in his heart. At the moment, she doesn't want to say that she is taking revenge, maybe even food and clothing are a problem. She had heard the name Lu Zhiyao before, and the reason why she could remember it in her heart was because this name would always be on people's lips inadvertently, and at the same time, there were also those words that were not very pleasant.

Lu Zhiyao was originally the eldest daughter of Prime Minister Lu Yuanzheng, and it stands to reason that the daughter of the Prime Minister's family should be the daughter of many people who want to marry home, but on the contrary, she is something that the men in the entire capital are afraid of. For Lu Zhiyao, there are many rumors, some people say that she is a broom star, who killed her own mother and brother, and has been completely ignored by Lu Yuanzheng since then, and her identity is as low as a slave of the following people. Some people also say that Lu Zhiyao is a water-based poplar woman, I don't know how many men have been lying under them, and how many times she has aborted for them.

When Xia Yao first heard these rumors, she was just a little curious. What kind of woman can make people so bored that they destroy her reputation behind their backs and spread rumors about her without thinking?

The corners of Lu Zhiyao's mouth raised slightly, revealing a rather helpless wry smile. From now on, she is the broom star, the woman with the watery poplar. Not bad. Very good.

Lu Zhiyao stayed quietly in the room, and Lu Zhiqing and Ye Lianrong didn't bother to come to her again. It seems that she was really frightened by her actions, otherwise how could a woman with such an arrogance let her go easily.

Lu Zhiyao used this rare calm to simply tidy up the room and find out what she could use.

There was a small old medicine chest in the closet with some fresh herbs. Lu Zhiyao looked at it, and a trace of bitterness crossed his eyes. These herbs were just picked in the past two days, and they are not of much use on weekdays. The only use is to reduce inflammation and swelling of injured wounds.

Lu Zhiyao resigned himself to his fate, and when it was dark, he got up from his chair and walked out of the room cautiously.

The feeling of hunger made Lu Zhiyao unable to endure it any longer, she looked at the sky and walked forward.

Lu Zhiyao, the prime minister's mansion, had come once before, and he and his eldest brother had come to help his father deliver a letter. But that was a long time ago, and she'd only been to the front hall.

Lu Zhiyao relied on her own feelings and guesses, and walked lightly according to the distribution pattern of the General's Mansion, and after a while, she really found the location of the kitchen.

The burst of aroma coming from the kitchen made Lu Zhiyao swallow involuntarily, and she leaned against the wall, hiding around the corner. After finally waiting for the people inside to leave with a plate of delicious food, she flashed and quickly entered the kitchen.

didn't dare to stay here too long, Lu Zhiyao took a few steamed buns and hid them in his arms, and then returned to the place where she was supposed to stay.

I filled my stomach and ate a few mouthfuls of bitter herbal tea that Lu Zhiyao almost spit out. She lay on the hard, cold bed, not sleepy at all.

Strange environment, unfamiliar identity. If you want to live here, you have to be familiar with the situation here. Just like leading troops to fight, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can survive a hundred battles. She can't let others find out that something is wrong with her, if they know that she is not the former Lu Zhiyao, they will definitely treat her as a demon and beat her to death.

Lu Zhiyao thought so and walked out of the room. At least today, she has to familiarize herself with the general route of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Lu Zhiyao's body was agile and walked in the dark, because she had enough time to rest, so she had recovered a lot of physical strength compared to when she was just awake. Lu Zhiyao walked towards the middle of the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, and as expected, she found Xiangye Lu Yuanzheng, which is where his father lives.

Lu Zhiyao, who had escaped the patrol, hid in the courtyard, listening to the low voice coming from the room where the lights had not yet been turned off. After hearing nothing about her and any useful news, Lu Zhiyao turned around and left.

Lu Zhiyao walked around the courtyard, and just as she decided to go back, she unexpectedly heard a somewhat familiar voice saying her name.

Lu Zhiyao tiptoed to the window, curled up and squatted there, listening carefully to the conversation between the two inside. But the more she listened, the more she felt that something was wrong, felt a chill in her heart, and felt fear.

The most terrifying thing in this world is not ghosts and gods, but people's hearts.

After listening to the conversation between Lu Zhiqing and Ye Lianrong in the house, Lu Zhiyao suddenly had similar feelings.

"Mother, what the hell do you say that slut is going on today?" Lu Zhiqing lay on the bed and asked Ye Lianrong to rub her twisted waist. "Did she take the wrong medicine? Or are you really making us stupid? Usually I don't even dare to say a word to us, but today I dared to beat us! The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, I couldn't swallow it! ”

"I don't know what to do, I bumped into the evil yes." Ye Lianrong also looked confused, unable to understand what happened to Lu Zhiyao today. That girl was raised by her since she was a child, and she usually spoke softly to anyone, and she looked sick and couldn't get into the elegant hall. Could it be that I finally couldn't stand it anymore, so I wanted to break the jar and break it?

"Mother, you said that if we kill this little slut, will Dad be different to us? So how many years has Yang Xinyuan been dead? How could my dad still remember her! ”

"You don't understand that." Ye Lianrong exhaled in a complicated mood, and said quietly: "Even if some people have been dead for many years, they still won't forget what they should remember." ”

"Mother, it's all your fault. You said that since you shot back then, why didn't you even poison the little hooves that landed far away? Save today, let's see her add to the blockage, and feel uncomfortable! When I see her foxy look, I feel uncomfortable! ”

"You dead girl, what are you talking nonsense!" Ye Lianrong slapped Lu Zhiqing's back hard, glanced back at the direction outside the window with palpitations, and then lowered her voice to warn Lu Zhiqing, and said, "I tell you, you are not allowed to say this in the future, do you hear it!" ”

"Oh, I heard you, what are you hitting me for!" Lu Zhiqing shouted dissatisfiedly, and continued to let Ye Lianrong rub her uncomfortable waist. "I'm not going to talk about it anymore! Don't talk about it! ”

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