The morning sun shines through the papier-mâché carved windows and through the light gauze curtains. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Ling Wanqing opened her eyes uncomfortably, this is the woman's boudoir, there are a few bells hanging on the cyan curtain, although there are not many furnishings in the house, but each one is as smooth as white jade.

Ling Wanqing slowly propped herself up, slowly got out of bed, and looked around - why is all this so familiar?

The door was pushed open with a creak, and a girl in blue came in with water and brisk steps, and saw Ling Wanqing standing on the ground barefoot, and hurriedly put the water on the machine: "Miss, it's so cold this day, why are you still standing barefoot on the ground?" As he spoke, he helped Ling Wanqing back to the bed to warm his hands and feet.

"Shadow?" Ling Wanqing was in a trance for a while, isn't this girl in front of her the shadow who has been serving her since she was a child? Don't... Got to the underworld by yourself?

Ling Wanqing was shocked into a cold sweat, she jumped up from the bed, pushed the door open suddenly, and rushed into the outer courtyard.

The snowflakes in the sky fell on Wanqing's shoulders, and the whole world was white......

Wanqing closed her eyes and felt the ice slag fall on her face and gradually melt. Shuying chased after him, and saw his young lady standing stupidly in the snow and barefoot, and couldn't help but be angry.

"Miss, you're going to get a chill like this!" Shuying stomped her feet and wanted to step forward to hold Ling Wanqing.

"Do ghosts get the wind chill too?" Ling Wanqing turned around and asked Shuying with a serious face.

Ghost? Where is this? Shuying couldn't cry or laugh: "Did Miss say she was a ghost?" That ghost is not afraid of the cold, does the young lady feel that her feet are cold? "Can it not be cold? It's all frozen......

Cold? Ling Wanqing looked down and saw that the surface of her feet had been covered with a thin layer of ice, and her toes were faintly purple.

"Cold ......" was half-loud, and Ling Wanqing replied: "It's just that I've been frozen for a long time and numb......"

"Na, it's right to know that it's cold, it means that Miss is a human being and not a ghost, so if it's a human being, you'll get sick......" Shuying stepped forward and led Ling Wanqing: "In that case, Miss should go into the house with the slave!" ”

After returning to the back room, Shuying changed a basin of hot water for Wanqing and asked her to soak her feet.

"Sparse shadow!" Looking at the back of Shuying who was busy coming in and out, Ling Xuanqing called out to stop her.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Shuying came to Wanqing and asked.

"You sit..."Ling Xuanqing pointed to the soft collapse beside him.

Yes? Shuying looked at it and replied, "Miss... I can't sit properly, I'd better stand.... What's the matter with you? ”

"Oh!" Ling Wanqing nodded, too, now she is a maid, she is the master, she is unruly, she is patronizing and happy, and she almost forgot about this stubble......

Ling Xuanqing smiled awkwardly: "That...... What day is it? ”

After this series of events, Wanqing probably guessed that she was reborn...... Sure enough, the heavens have eyes, knowing that she died in vain, and she is unwilling, in this life, she will definitely stand on the top of Lingyun and look down on the heroes!

"What day?" Shuying tilted her head and thought for a while: "Miss is trying to ask when you will enter the palace to participate in the palace banquet?" ”

Palace banquet? Wanqing frowned and motioned for Shuying to continue.

"It's the moon now, and in a few days... Well... Maybe it should be a few days before the Lantern Festival, I heard that the palace has made a post, and the officials from Beijing to Wupin have received invitations......" Shuying organized the language for a while and spoke.

"Oh..."Wanqing nodded: "Then why don't you see the dark fragrance?" Where did she go? ”

"Dark incense? Didn't she go home to visit her family? Shuying looked at Wanqing strangely: "She's been gone for a few days... Miss doesn't know? ”

"I know!" Wanqing smiled awkwardly: "Aren't I sleeping?" Then: "Eh, aren't you going to cook me something to eat?" I'm starving! ”

Shuying slapped his head: "Oh, yes! After tossing all morning, I forgot the most important thing! Then he bowed: "Miss, I'll go to the small kitchen and bring you breakfast..."

Wanqing nodded, waved her hand, and signaled Shuying to go quickly, while she sat alone in front of the makeup mirror and pulled herself into a simple bun. Looking at his young self in the mirror, his lips are bright, his teeth are fresh, his eyes are bright, and he is like a world away.

Dark incense goes home to visit relatives, the palace Lantern Festival feast... The fragmentary pictures awakened the unknown happy times in the depths of Wanqing's memory.

If Ling Wanqing after the age of seventeen was ruthless, stepping on the bones of countless people step by step to ascend to the throne of the queen of the country, then Ling Wanqing before the age of sixteen was a flawless piece of jade, innocent and pure, in the Ling Guo Mansion, she spent the best time in her life, so that she sealed this time in the deepest part of her memory.

When she was in the world, she didn't dare to open the dusty memory, she was afraid of regretting what she had done; When she was beaten into the cold palace, she still didn't dare to open the dusty memory, she was afraid of seeing the innocent self with bright eyes and bright teeth......

And now, the dusty memory has been quietly opened, and now she finally remembers how simple she was when she had a while......