The ugly hour is about to pass, it is already the end of the hour, although the sky is dark, but with the faint light of the first morning, that ray of light, breaking through the darkness of the night, as if from eternity into the earth, the original quiet early morning, but by a noisy noise to break the silence. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Xia Yue's brain was extremely confused, and suddenly a cup of cold water splashed on her face, which suddenly made her sober up a lot.

Her eyes slowly opened, and several very vague figures came into her sight. And the first reaction in Xia Yue's mind was that she was still alive. God has eyes, and he didn't let her die in the hands of Li Yuan and Zhang Xiaoqi, the dog man and woman.

"Yo! Finally wake up, Miss Zhao! Suddenly, Miss Zhao brought Xia Yue back to her senses. Who is this calling? Xia Yue followed the voice and looked at it, shocked in her heart.

At this moment, this situation is enough to make her dumbfounded for half an hour. Because, she had only seen this scene in front of her in TV series and museums, Xia Yue began to look at the surrounding environment and furnishings in surprise. Lying beneath her was a high-grade mahogany shelf bed with authentic Soviet-style carved Lingzhi patterns. On the east side of the bed is a bronze mirror dresser with rich peony carvings, and on the west side is a hollow carved bookcase in the bamboo forest among the pines, and the four treasures of the study room are placed. High-grade Hui ink, rare jade inkstone, Huzhou brush, Li Houzhu's Chengxintang paper. All of them are of the highest quality, especially the finely carved Hui ink, which is an ancient treasure that is almost extinct in her time. In a blink of an eye, I looked at the calligraphy and paintings of celebrities on the wall, Wang Xizhi's orchid pavilion preface, and Wu Daozi's grass and wood drawings. No matter how she looks at it, it looks like a genuine handiwork, and if it is placed at auction, it will be a sky-high price! OMG！ What's the situation, was she dumped in some museum for a specimen?

Xia Yue rubbed her eyes vigorously, silently comforting herself in her heart, this must be a dream, after opening her eyes, everything will return to its original place! She cautiously opened her eyes, and at this moment she was stunned, and her jaw had fallen to the ground and could not be closed. The brain is blank and in a short circuit......

Xia Yue sat up slowly, and looked up and down the surrounding furnishings again, could it be that she really entered the museum? It's so chic and quiet, it's more like a women's boudoir!

"I said Miss Zhao Qing, what are you looking for?"

The voice that woke Xia Yue up just now sounded again, and she saw clearly that Xia Yue gasped without a sigh of relief. The woman in her early forties in front of her, wearing a red jacket and green skirt, with cloudy hair in a bun, has a red flower on the left, a purple flower on the right, a white flower in front, and a blue flower in the back. On each side is a hairpin with a peony fancy golden step. If you put two more dates in this brain, it will be a cake! This strange person's belt, she concluded that this person was a matchmaker who played right and wrong and bullied others!

Xia Yue saw that several people in the whole room were wearing them and wearing them on their heads. It's not a product of the 21st century, it's obviously the ancients who didn't know which dynasty they wore a hundred years ago!

"Miss Zhao Qing, I'm going to say ugly things ahead. If you are so ignorant of seeking death and looking for life, then your father will go to this vegetable market to let people see the head killed! The matchmaker squinted coldly, waiting for Xia Yue's reaction.

This confused her, her father was the chairman of a dignified Chinese-American trading listed company, and there were branches of his company all over the world, and wherever there were Chinese, there was his father's company. Even if it is a death penalty, it should be shot, how could he be killed at the entrance of the vegetable market, besides, his father is in the United States, where there is no death penalty!

Xia Yue was thoughtful, and looked at the matchmaker who looked at her coldly. The matchmaker said that she hanged herself, Xia Yue raised her hand and touched her neck, it hurt... There is indeed a ruthlessness. When I looked up, I saw a white silk hanging from the beam in the room. However, she clearly remembered that she was almost out of breath by Li Yuan's rope by the neck, so she arrived here in a blink of an eye. If it's a dream? It's too real and clear.

The matchmaker saw her sitting on the bed with a blank face staring at Bai Aya on the beam without saying a word, thinking that this girl had softened, so she stepped forward and took her hand and persuaded her. "Girl, you are also a wise man who has read the books of the sages. This is the person who wants it. There is nothing that cannot be obtained. ”

Xia Yue didn't say anything, just looked at the matchmaker blankly, wondering in her heart, is this aunt an actor? Filming here? I've been talking about my lines for so long, and I haven't been stuck at all, professional!

"Besides, this is not for you to marry into the Prime Minister's Mansion as a concubine. You're married. But the young grandmother of the Prime Minister's Mansion who is marrying Ming Media. This is how many famous ladies can't marry if they want to. That is, Xiangye, who named you to be his granddaughter-in-law. This is a blessing that you have cultivated in several lifetimes. ”

"Xiangye? Granddaughter-in-law? ”

"Yes! The eldest grandson and daughter-in-law of Prime Minister Yan. Seeing Xia Yue's slight hesitation, the matchmaker hurriedly said again. Ao, girl, don't worry, as long as you obediently marry into the Prime Minister's Mansion. The case of your father's embezzlement of tribute. Xiangye will help your father get married. Reunite your parents and your two siblings. ”

Xia Yue roughly understood, but ...... How did she become Miss Zhao. Shocked in his heart, he pulled out the hand that the matchmaker was holding. Barefoot walked to the peony-flowering dresser next to the bed. Sure enough, the figure in front of the bronze mirror was not her at all. It's a different person entirely. The same type of clothes as these people. A wide robe and narrow skirt in blue brocade. The green silk hair was waist-high, and it hung messily in front of her, black as ink.

“Shit！ Is it true that I crossed over? She couldn't believe what she saw in front of her, and pinched her thigh fiercely, so painful that tears flowed!

It turns out that all this is true, not a dream, not filming! Then I thought, is she already dead in that world? And the soul was brought here by the magnetic field of this body, and it was crossed by eight hundred?

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" The matchmaker saw her acting strangely and looked at her cautiously, for fear that she would break through the bronze mirror and seek death.

After a long time, Xia Yue calmed down a little and spoke. “OK！ Let me be quiet, and you guys go out. ”

"Well, girl. You're not going to die anymore, are you? The matchmaker stepped forward and asked.

"No, it won't."

"That's good, Miss Zhao Qing, think carefully about what I said, mother-in-law. This is the only way for your Zhao family to live, and it is also the only way to save your father. Seeing that she was silent, she was not noisy or noisy. The matchmaker gave the person behind her a look, and then went out together, reminding before closing the door. "The girl has thought about it, and then she will send someone to inform my mother-in-law. That girl should rest. ”

Her thinking gradually became clear, and the Zhao Qing girl in front of her must have been unwilling to marry into the Prime Minister's Mansion, so she hanged herself to die. And she was indeed strangled to death by her fiancé. They also died from neck hanging, so it was time and space disorder, and her strong sense of survival was attracted here by the magnetic field in Zhao Qing's body. What about Zhao Qing? And where did it go?

Thinking of this, she hated her heart like a knife. Li Yuan, her fiancé who has been in love with her for 8 years, was actually intervened by her best sister Zhang Xiaoqi. Just a week before her wedding to Li Yuan, she bumped into the scene of her fiancé fooling around with Zhang Xiaoqi. And because she couldn't accept the betrayal of her lover and friends, she called her father in person and said that the wedding would be canceled. But what she didn't expect was that her fiancé was afraid that she would expose his behavior in front of the chairman and ruin his future, and strangled her to death with hemp rope together with Zhang Xiaoqi! After eight years of wrong love, she thought that her career and love were a win-win situation, but the ending in exchange was so ironic and pathetic!

She was glad that she did not die in this catastrophe, and she could expose and retaliate against Li Yuan and Zhang Xiaoqi. But she never expected that God would joke with her, and let her come to this unknown ghost place. There are so many thoughts, and her mind is in chaos, how do you want her to go back.

Raised his eyes to look at his current self in the bronze mirror, and looked at it carefully. The girl Zhao in front of the mirror, fifteen or sixteen years old, is a stunning beauty. Ice muscles and jade bones, slightly thin, slender and boneless willow waist, making her look even more delicate and pitying. The face of the beauty is like a peach blossom, like a shock. But the aura between the eyebrows is as cold and arrogant as the cold winter snow plum. On the standard and delicate melon seed face, the facial features are beautiful. The eyes are like autumn water, and the eyebrows of the moth are bright. The delicate lips like flowers, if you smile, how many other people will look forward to it, and this life will be unforgettable. is the so-called clever smile, beautiful eyes. Although she is not smiling at the Three Kingdoms, she can be regarded as a beautiful and elegant beauty.

Xia Yue looked at the girl's plum bones and arrogance, presumably she would rather die than marry into the Prime Minister's Mansion. Zhao Qing! It's a fierce woman. Come to her senses, where is she? Looking at the surrounding furnishings, it should be an official family. Otherwise, how to use such expensive furniture, celebrity calligraphy and painting.

She was as light as a lotus leaf in the wind, and walked to the mahogany bookcase in the pine bamboo forest, where a few books were messily placed on the table. Among them is a history of the Nanzhao Kingdom. Xia Yue's eyes lit up, and she had an answer. It seems that this book records the history and national conditions of Xia Yue's dynasty. Turn the pages and take a closer look.

It turns out that this is the Nanling Kingdom, and today it is divided into three parts of the world. Southern Dynasty, Nanling Kingdom. Northern country, northern Yan country. Western Regions, Western Jin Kingdom. In the autumn of troubled times, the lords of various countries led their armies to fight for the world. Until the end, the lords of the three kingdoms divided the world into three parts, and each lived in one place. The founding emperor was Emperor Xuanyuan, He Liangong. and the founding prime minister, Yan Tianxiao, a veteran of the two dynasties. Founding General Qi Ba. His son Qi Zhentian was named the general of Zhenguo. Emperor Xuanyuan passed on the throne and his eldest son, He Wenjun, is now Emperor Yuan Wen. Now it is the twenty-fifth year of Yuan Wen.

Xia Yue put down the history of the Nanling Kingdom in his hand, and his heart was full of thoughts. Yan Tianxiao, so he wants to force Zhao Qing to marry into the Prime Minister's Mansion. After the ins and outs were roughly understood, the tense heart was slightly relaxed. It stands to reason that as long as you marry into the Prime Minister's Mansion, you can not only save your parents and younger siblings, but also enjoy glory and wealth. Why did Zhao Qing commit suicide? Does the heart belong to the beloved? There is also the fact that Zhao Qing's father embezzled the tribute in the palace without permission, which is a capital crime. Since it is said that this case can be settled, it seems that this prime minister should be in power and should not be underestimated. Even the emperor had to pay him three points. Expedient, she can only wait and see what happens!

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a girl in a blue shirt entered. Holding the plate in his hand, he laid out the food.

"Girl, have some breakfast. It's almost noon. ”

"Oh." The dishes were rich, but she wasn't in the mood to savor them, so she added a few bites and ate them indiscriminately.

"Girl, that's right, you eat well and take good care of your body. Don't go on a hunger strike and hang yourself, it's good for everyone. When this little girl saw Xia Yue willing to eat obediently, she thought she had enlightened herself and said a few words.

"What's your name?" Xia Yue glanced at her lightly, thirteen or fourteen years old, with a ghostly look.

"Slave Qiaolan."

"Where is my daddy locked up now?"

"It is said to be in the Criminal Department."

"What about my mother and siblings?" Xia Yue raised her eyes to look at her.

"As long as you marry into the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mrs. and Young Master, Second Miss. Naturally, they will come out to reunite with the girl. Qiao Lan gave her a meaningful look. She thought she would agree, but she didn't know these people. Even if she doesn't save them.

"Oh? So what if I don't get married? What are you trying to do to force me to comply? She smiled coldly.

"Then the criminal department can only deal with it impartially." A sound came into the house from afar, and before anyone arrived, the voice arrived first, and it turned out to be the matchmaker just now. The matchmaker snorted coldly. "According to the laws of our Nanzhao Kingdom, Lord Zhao will be beheaded, Mrs. Zhao will be hanged, and your brother must be confiscated to the border, and he will be a slave for generations, and he will never be allowed to return to Beijing. And the girl and the second miss, hum! will buy a green house as an official prostitute! ”

Official prostitute? What kind of bullshit is this! Xia Yue scolded in her heart! When an official commits a crime, he will even affect his family! She had no love affair with this Lord Zhao, and actually asked her to be a prostitute!

"Miss Zhao, this arm can't twist your thigh. Why do you bother to fight with Xiangye? Besides, marrying the eldest grandson of Xiangye and being the young lady of Sun is a hundred times stronger than entering the Qinglou as an official prostitute and being ruined by 10,000 people. What's more, the young master Sun of this Prime Minister's Mansion is a talent, but he is a first-class beautiful man in our Southern Zhaoguo. How many princes want to marry the daughter of the prime minister's family! One is heaven and the other is earth. Miss Zhao is a smart person, but be cautious! When the matchmaker saw that she was shaken by her words, she persuaded her again. As long as you are willing to marry, your parents, brothers and sisters will be safe. ”

Xia Yue was thinking about how to escape, but just now she noticed that outside the door and window, they were all guarded by several strong men, if she wanted to escape, I was afraid it would be too late. Besides, she didn't want to be a prostitute, she had to find a way to go back and solve the conspiracy to expose Li Yuan.

It seems that in the current situation, if she doesn't marry, she will die. The point is, she doesn't want to even cross over to the point where she has to sell herself as a prostitute!

"Okay, I'll marry!" Xia Yue said indifferently.

"That's right! Girl, I'll reply to Xiangye. Recuperate and wait to get married! Hehehe! Seeing her agree, the matchmaker smiled with a flower on her face, as if she had picked up gold.

Xia Yue was too lazy to look at her, and tasted the Mingqian Longjing brought by Qiaolan.

Since ancient times, there have been many thin lives, especially in this society where men are inferior to women, they are all people with thin lives. Alas. Everything is fate, and nothing is up to anyone.

can only take one step at a time, she secretly told herself in her heart that from today on, she will be Zhao Qing.