In this way, it is just a gap between this extremely fast glimpse, and this humble Gong'e, who is smart but mistaken by cleverness, has gone through her transformation process from a human to a ghost.

Her limp body fell to the neatly laid out five-cornered diamond-shaped three-colored brick floor, and her body would soon become stiff and stiff. She was killed in an instant!

The wide light pink Confucian skirt was a little sluggish by the action of falling to the ground, and the wind passed by, stirring up a few petals of residual flowers and fallen leaves on the brick floor, and the skirt fluttered together, rippling, as if flying beauty.

The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, so neatly and cleanly!

The heroic guard holding the knife turned around and took a few steps forward to the beautiful woman who was standing silently on the side of the pavilion with a sinking face, and immediately made a humble and respectful gesture: "Shangguan girl, it's done." ”

The scenery in the small pavilion in Zhongtong is really good, and the woman raised her eyelashes in response.

Just then, another gust of wind picked up again, menacing, but in a moment it gradually subsided, getting smaller and lighter, until it was completely and completely quiet. There was only a ripple on the side of the tassel in the corner of her forehead.

This woman's black hair rose high, and she was the most simple and generous bun, but she only sent a turquoise jade flute-shaped hairpin to restrain it. Other than that, there are no star ornaments.

Her azure wide-sleeved Confucian skirt conceals the slender waist, not a hand, and the cicada wings covered by her shoulders are thin and lined with her whole posture like a marigold silver platform, and the indifferent but beautiful plain face just echoes her unique beauty and loneliness.

Dai Mei wrote Chunshan, the tip of the nose was exquisite, the shallow lips were painted gracefully, Wan'er raised her head slowly, and glanced condescendingly at Wei Tuan'er, who was already lifeless and dead on the ground, and her face was still calm and indifferent: "Remember, handle it cleanly!" But the moment he spat brought an irrefutable sense of non-anger and self-authority.

The guard didn't dare to slack off, and nodded his head in response.

Wan'er didn't say anything more, and turned neatly to go to Wu Zetian to recover her life.

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Shangguan Wan'er, the daughter of the famous minister Shangguan Court, and the granddaughter of Shangguan Yi.

She was born when her grandfather and father were killed by Empress Wu; Because her mother Zheng was the minister appreciated by the Empress Wu and the sister of Zheng Xiuyuan, the mother and daughter were spared death, but they were assigned to the inner court of the palace.

Wan's child was twenty-four years old, and she has been with Empress Wu for ten years since she entered the palace. She has been quick thinking since she was a child, her poetry is outstanding, and her style is similar to that of her grandfather Shangguanyi, and she carries forward her grandfather's beautiful and glamorous "Shangguan style", and many celebrities gather in her for a while.

At the age of fourteen, he was appointed by Wu Zetian, and in the future, his talent and talent were gradually revealed, and he was gradually valued by the Empress Wu, so that she participated in political affairs and was the right-hand man of the Empress Wu's writing.

Things in this world are so incomprehensible to common sense! For example, although Shangguan Wan'er had a grudge with the Empress Wu to destroy the door and kill her father, because she had been with the Empress Wu for a long time, she had seen the Empress Wu's talent and political achievements remarkable, and she was grateful that she had been protected by her since she was a child, and gradually the relationship between her and the Empress Wu was sincere and precipitated in the long river of years, and this relationship was also a mother, a sister, a teacher, a friend, and a confidant.

Wan'er was still a little wary of Empress Wu at the beginning, but over time, she also forgot when she had lost that dissenting heart, and only turned this dissenting heart into a single heart, and dedicated this exquisite heart to the Empress Wu, serving her life wholeheartedly.

Later generations gave her the good name of "women's prime minister".