The snow in winter is falling non-stop, and everywhere is white.

There was no stove, no charcoal basin, not even a thick cloak, so Yunluo had to sit on the broken wooden threshold wrapped in a quilt every day.

Today is the third day she has woken up.

She finally accepts the reality of her rebirth.

A sneer tugged at the corner of Yunluo's mouth.

She was originally the queen mother of the Great Yan Kingdom with supreme honor, her mother was a famous divine doctor and holy hand, the doctors and apprentices were all over Dayan, her father was the general of the god of war, and half of Dayan's territory was beaten down by her father on a war horse.

Although Emperor Dayan was not born to Yunluo, he was raised by her.

She taught him to read and write, taught him to practice martial arts, and taught him how to be a filial son......

But she forgot that he was just her adopted son.

After the emperor knew that his biological mother was poisoned by Yunluo, he ordered someone to send a cup of poisoned wine to her bedroom.

When Yunluo was funeral, he was only thirty-five years old.

When she opened her eyes again, she was still called Yunluo, but she was no longer Yunluo, the queen mother of Dayan, but Yunluo, the daughter of the general of Beijiang Guozhenguo, and the concubine of Jiang Lingyan, the king of Yingchuan.

said that she was a concubine, but in fact, she was not as good as a female envoy.

Because it was a holy decree to marry, Jiang Lingyan was the original owner who was forced to marry, and he was extremely disgusted with her.

As soon as the original owner got married, he didn't even wait for the cave room, so he was directly sent to this low house in the backyard.

Because she is not favored and has a soft temperament, people deduct her food and clothing, not to mention, and often beat and scold her.

I don't know if God deliberately did it or what, this winter's snow will never end as soon as it gets up, and the original owner has no charcoal basin or thick clothes, so he was frozen to death.

Not a single tragic word is enough to describe her life.

Yunluo supported his chin with his hand, thinking very irresponsibly, if a person with a temperament like the original owner was placed in their Dayan harem, it would be good if he was not favored, but once he was flopped, he would definitely not live to sleep.

She is not a good person and will not avenge the original owner.

But if it comes, it will be safe, and this body will be hers in the future, and whoever wants to get along with her in the future, then she doesn't mind teaching them to be human beings in person.

At this moment, a mother-in-law wearing a brocade coat suddenly walked in from outside the hospital, she was thick, more than half a hundred years old and her face was still smeared with powder, the corners of her mouth drooped, and her eyebrows were deliberately raised.

Yunluo glanced at her indifferently, and instantly recognized her.

This is Yao's mother, who is responsible for her own diet and daily life.

Just this pickled woman, not to mention the charcoal fire that robbed the original owner, even the normal three meals a day were simplified into one meal.

This time it was even more excessive, because of the heavy snowfall, I didn't come for three days.

So no one found out that the original owner was dead.

As soon as Yao's mother walked into the courtyard, she was startled by Yunluo, who was sitting on the threshold wrapped in a quilt.

"I'm scared to death of your aunt and grandmother, who are you wrapping in a quilt and pretending to be a bear to show to whom! Why didn't this snow freeze you to death after so many days? I have to ask my aunt and grandmother to bring you food!"

The harsh words made Yunluo's face sink quickly, and his cold gaze fell on the food basket on Yao's mother's right arm.

Now that the weather is so cold, the food basket is leaking everywhere, and you don't need to look at it to know that it is filled with leftovers.

Yunluo raised his eyes, and his cold eyes slowly fell on Yao's mother.

There was a hint of an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth, "The aunt of Yingchuan Wang Zhengfei, you can't afford it." ”

"You little slut, do you dare to talk back, I'll slap your grandma's legged concubine!" Yunluo's sudden raised voice made Yao's mother pause when she entered the door, she turned her head in annoyance, raised her hand and pestled her head with her fingers.

After she finished speaking, she went straight into the house with her legs raised.

Yunluo glanced back at her sharply, and after retracting his gaze, he slowly took off the quilt wrapped around his body.

Slowly stand up.

Against the light, she stepped into the room.

Close the door with your backhand.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Yao's mother frowned and turned around.

When her gaze inadvertently touched Yunluo's cold and bone-eating gaze, her heart jumped heavily.

How can this slut look like a different person?

"What are you doing when you close the door? It's already dark in this room, and it's gloomy when the door is closed. ”

Yao's mother finished speaking impatiently, and when she saw that Yunluo was standing still, she was even more angry, and walked over directly, "Deaf?!Didn't you hear me talk to you, or did you have itchy skin if you haven't beaten you for two days?"

However, as soon as she walked in front of Yunluo, she heard Yunluo's cold and ethereal voice.

"What's the bad luck of a dead man?"

Yunluo's voice shocked Yao's mother again.

Looking at Yunluo's smile on the corner of his mouth, fear instantly haunted Yao's mother's heart.

"Ahh

However, as soon as her hand reached over, Yunluo's body suddenly flashed to the side, and in the next second, her hand had already pinched Yao's mother's neck.

She walked forward slowly, forcing Yao's mother to retreat frequently.

Until Yao's mother's back pressed against the wooden table.

"Something like maggots, dare you let me roll?" The chill in Yunluo's voice made the temperature in the room drop a lot, but there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Yao's mother was red because of poor breathing.

She stared at Yunluo with a dead gaze, as if she couldn't believe that the person in front of her was the one who usually couldn't fight back and scolded back.

Suddenly, Yunluo grabbed Yao's mother's hand and slid down.

The confinement was loosened, and Yao's mother was just able to catch her breath, and her wrist was grabbed again, and then her bulky body was suddenly thrown out of Yunluo's head in an arc and smashed to the ground.

Boom!

The moment her body hit the ground, Yao's mother's facial features were twisted together, and she felt that her internal organs were broken.

But at the moment, fear made her take care of the pain in her body.

She hurriedly got up from the ground and climbed to the wall while begging for mercy, "Ancestor, I was wrong, you can spare me! All this was instructed by Concubine Song, if I don't listen to her, I won't be able to eat and walk around!"

She slammed her forehead on the ground and slammed, "She asked me to kill you, you want to take revenge and find her, don't look for me!"

Yunluo has a weak personality, although she is the daughter of the general's mansion, she doesn't know how to punch or kick, but the person in front of him, in addition to his appearance and figure, is no different from Yunluo, he is clearly another person.

And the only reasonable explanation that Yao's mother can think of is-

What she saw now was the ghost of Yunluo.

Yunluo ignored Yao's mother's plea for mercy, and opened the food blue expressionlessly, and after smelling the smell of arsenic in the soup, the corners of her lips were lightly hooked.

She picked up the food box and stepped on the floor to walk in front of Yao's mother step by step.

Yao's mother looked up with tears in her eyes and fear.

"Ate it. Yunluo threw the open food blue in front of Yao's mother.

The voice that did not contain the temperature made Yao's mother shake violently.

Suddenly, Yunluo's voice like a rakshasa smashed down from the top of his head, "What, you want me to feed you?"

Yao's mother looked down at the food in the basket, and under Yunluo's gaze, she held the cold soup with trembling hands.

Shivering, he put the soup to his lips.