Chapter 2: Who Am I?
Fifty-seven years of the Great Liang.
Inside the Lingshu Pavilion of the Patriotic Mansion.
The woman on the bed frowned, and the maids around her looked at the man worriedly.
"Ahem."
The woman coughed violently, and the girl in the yellow shirt who was close reacted and hurriedly ran to the couch and said anxiously: "Miss...... Miss? β
A call pulled Zhao Lingshu's consciousness back.
She moved her eyes, and a glimmer of light leaked in.
When she opened her eyes, an anxious smile made her stunned.
"Qing'er......" she muttered.
Qing'er cried with joy even more, and said happily: "Miss! Miss, you're finally awake! You're having a nightmare! I'm worried about bad weather! β
Zhao Lingshu was still a little confused, and let Qing'er help her up and lean on the pillow.
She looked aroundβ
The white jade carved bed, the veil embroidered with silver thread moire, and the counter with red coral base...... She personally mentioned it from the auction house.
What brought tears to her eyes even more were the familiar faces in the room.
She...... Reborn?
As soon as this ridiculous idea came out, the maids' inquiries were slowly implemented.
Zhao Lingshu responded with a smile one by one, but his eyes gradually turned red.
She made up her mind.
In this life, she has to protect the people around her.
In the corner where no one was paying attention, those gentle eyes gradually became fierce.
Similarly, she wants Xiao Qiming and Chu Lanxi to pay for her and her children!
Zhao Lingshu was reborn the day before his fifteenth birthday, and before he had time to plan for his future moves, he was arranged to play the wedding utensils in the house.
Following.
By the time Zhao Lingshu was dressed up, the house was already lively.
"Hahaha, Third Prince, fast forward, fast forward!" I heard my grandfather laughing heartily from afar.
When he walked in and saw the tough old man, Zhao Lingshu was almost red-eyed.
The sudden appearance of the woman attracted everyone's attention.
The woman was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe with a blue silk texture, and a piece of dumb yellow jade with pisces playing with pearls hung from her waist, and the tassel swayed lightly with the step. There is a white jade bead crown on his head, and a row of pearls on his temples.
It is a gentle and stable extravagance.
The guests who came to congratulate the gift were stunned.
Reliving a lifetime, Zhao Lingshu's whole body was filled with different temperaments, and when he stood there from afar, it made people look sideways.
Xiao Qiming also looked straight, then came back to his senses, and arched his hand to Wei Guogong: "This is ......"
Wei Guogong nodded again and again, and said proudly: "This is my granddaughter, Zhao Lingshu." β
Xiao Qiming's eyes lit up, and a flash of calculation flashed, and he turned his head and beckoned the attendant to hand over the plate, and opened the brocade, which was a light purple gold jade robe.
Zhao Lingshu walked from afar, facing Xiao Qiming's fanatical eyes.
"That's the star of the feast. Miss Lingshu is really beautiful, and the prince specially prepared this gift, and I hope Miss Lingshu likes it. I wonder if the main hall is fortunate enough to let Miss Lingshu lead her to the back garden to visit? β
Wei Guogong saw Xiao Qiming's various behaviors, and probably understood what he meant, but because of his difficult identity, he refused, so he had to set his eyes on Zhao Lingshu.
What is Xiao Qiming's calculation in her heart, how can she not know?
The woman's eyes were shallow, and the darkness and coldness in the dark covered most of it, leaving only rustiness and hostility: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint His Highness." β
Chu Lanxi, who was on the side, saw that he was deadlocked, and he also stepped forward to talk, Xiao Qiming was bored, and turned around to drink with the civil officials who played in the round.
"Miss Zhao rejected the third prince, I'm afraid that she was shy when she first saw a foreign man?" Chu Lanxi greeted him, with a kind smile on her face, like a sister who talks to her sister.
Zhao Lingshu looked up and saw the hypocritical face in front of him, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, but he still chuckled slightly, and echoed: "Miss Chu said that she was laughing." β
I didn't expect it to be a long time before we met again.
The two of them have their own thoughts and pretend to be together.
Over there, Wei Guogong stood in front of the mansion and laughed again, holding a golden helmet on his chest, and his beard trembled with laughter.
"The six princes are kind! Hahaha! β
In front of Wei Guogong's tall body stood a man in purple, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and the silver-threaded tiger and leopard at the end of his robe was lifelike.
Zhao Lingshu looked over when he heard the sound, and met a pair of particularly beautiful eyes.