In the middle of the night, Walnut lay curled up on the small bed in her room, sobbing all the time, and only fell asleep dizzily when she was tired.

Hua Qianshu was physically and mentally exhausted, but she didn't feel sleepy, got up and walked out of the room, sat on the steps in the courtyard, hugged herself helplessly, looked at the night like water in a daze, and once again shed tears like rain.

Yeluqing's heartbreak, Liu Jiangquan's ingratitude, Yefang's deep love for himself, and the tragic death of his relatives, the scenes are vivid, and his heart is like a knife.

There were wooden planks scattered in the yard, and she walked over to them, picked out a piece, and carved the names of her loved ones with scissors.

Parents, brothers, sisters-in-law, sisters-in-law, and nephews who died tragically, every stroke is filled with bloody hatred, as if unforgettable.

Finally, she solemnly added her name.

The real Hua Qianshu has died tragically under the thirty-six piercing nails of the night blue, and now she is just a resentment condensed in her previous life, a life-seeking Shura.

Faintly, the smell of wine lingered on the tip of the nose, mixed with the humid night air, and the cool night breeze blew through the thin clothes.

She wiped away her tears, went back to the house, wrapped the spirit card in the cloak that was placed at night, and then lay down with her clothes.

The next day, just after dawn, the two opened their eyes in a daze, their eyelids were all swollen into bells, and they hugged their knees and were stunned for a long time, both of them were silent.

Walnut thought of the sad place, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Someone banged on the courtyard gate.

The two hurriedly got up, Walnut hurriedly opened the door, and two domineering and beautiful women stood outside the door, followed by the girl.

Before Walnut could speak, the two of them violently knocked her away, drove straight in, and broke directly into Asatsuki's room.

I couldn't help but say that I rummaged through the boxes and cabinets for a while, and threw all the clothes of Asatsuki into the yard.

"Aunt Qingyu, you are ......"

Qingyu commanded the girl to rummage around, and said angrily: "Qianyue is dead, the things used by this dead man are too filthy, hurry up and clean up and burn them, so as not to be clean, everyone should respond in their hearts." And the skirt that Asatsuki wore yesterday? Quickly lost them all and hid them to conjure spirits?"

This is the custom in Beijing, Rao is sunny and rainy attitude is arrogant and domineering, and Walnut does not dare to attack, so he turned around and took out a set of torn dresses and reluctantly threw them away.

Another woman with a light body and a black mole on the corner of her lips rummaged through the dressing table, and Hua Qianshu saw her stuff the two silver hairpins in the drawer into her cuffs, and then turned her face and asked Walnut: "Where is the key on this makeup box?"

Walnut shook her head: "Aunt Bangyun, this key has always been kept by my aunt herself, and the slave doesn't know it." ”

Bang Yun snorted coldly, and tossed unwillingly, but found nothing, so he lifted the curtain and walked through the hall to the room of walnuts and flowers and trees.

Walnut followed behind him and said timidly: "Aunt Bangyun, this is my room." ”

"Phew!" Bang Yun twisted his face and spat on Walnut: "What's wrong with your room? Auntie, I can't turn it over? Who knows if you have hidden secrets?"

Walnut dared not speak in anger, and silently lowered her head.

Hua Qianshu took a step forward, but had to reluctantly suppress his anger.

Bang Yun flipped through the pages in disgust, and saw the smoke-colored cloak in the corner at night.

The brocade is gorgeous, and stands out in a mess of coarse cloth.

"The prince's clothes?"

Bang Yun exclaimed, shook it in his hand, and the spirit card wrapped in it fell to the ground with a "snap".

Bang Yun should be illiterate, and he didn't pay attention to it when he glanced at it.

Hearing the sound, Qingyu took a step into the room with a thousand trees, and stepped on the spirit tablet with one foot: "Which one is so bold that he actually enshrines his own tablet in the palace?"

Kicked hard.

Hua Qianshu saw that his relatives were humiliated, and his anger was churning, regardless of the ground, he pushed Qingyu away, picked it up and hugged it in his arms, and glared angrily.

Qingyu couldn't help but be stunned when she saw her so presumptuous: "It turned out to be you a cheap! I saw you last night with a foxy face, not a safe one." You don't want to hide the prince's clothes, but you also worship your own spirit card, and the following offenses are committed. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you're going to turn the hell around!"

Bang Yun also added fuel and vinegar and said: "That's it, first make a mark on her face, and see how she seduces the prince?"

Qingyu rolled up her sleeves and looked ruthless: "Come on, hold her down, and get scissors for Aunt Bangyun!"

Hua Qianshu understood his current identity, and originally wanted to swallow his anger, but how could he let the two of them do whatever they wanted?

She snorted coldly, hugged the spiritual position, and suddenly burst out with an awe-inspiring momentum: "I see who dares!"

The two little girls were suddenly shocked, and they didn't dare to step forward.

"Is the Thousand Tree Girl here?"

Someone in the courtyard raised his voice and asked.

Qingyu and Bang Yunhu glanced at each other suspiciously, and they all restrained the fierceness on their faces, and went out with a smiling face.

"Mama Liang, what actually alarmed your boss and came over in person?"

The person who came was a rich woman who was about half a hundred, and smiled at the two of them: "The old slave has seen two aunts. Spread the order of the old lady and invite the girl of a thousand trees to come and talk. ”

Walnut turned around and grabbed Hua Qianshu's wrist, and said in a trembling voice: "What did the old lady call you to do?" I'm afraid that you were dragged down by me yesterday, offended Mama Yan, and talked nonsense in front of her, and blamed your head!"

She has ended up so miserable now, what else is there to be afraid of?

What's more, the old lady she had also seen in her previous life.

She had just been taken captive to the palace, she had a strong temperament, and she remembered Liu Jiangquan, who had a marriage contract with her, and she didn't have a good face for robbing her Seventh Emperor Uncle Yefang.

And the old lady heard a lot of gossip, and she was quite dissatisfied with her, and brought people to the door to ask for the guilt, and even moved the family law for her unruly.

It was the critical moment of the night, and there was a dispute with the old lady in order to protect her. Later, she was placed under house arrest in the Qingyu Pavilion, which was surrounded by water, and no one could disturb her.

In her impression, the old lady was authoritarian, mediocre and unreasonable.

Outside the door, Qingyu and Bangyun added fuel to the presumptuous flowers and trees and told Mama Liang.

Mama Liang came in with the curtain, and did not speak harshly to Hua Qianshu, but on the contrary, she was quite kind: "Miss Qianshu, the worship of the spirit card in this palace was originally a taboo, you are from a big family, I don't need to talk about the truth." ”

Hua Qianshu listened to her speak in a gentle drizzle, and her eyes turned red unexpectedly: "Back to Mama's words, my family has undergone great changes, my relatives have died tragically, and I, as a daughter, can't take care of their funeral, and can't pay tribute. Now even this body hair and skin belong to someone else, and this tablet is just a consolation in my heart. ”

Mama Liang sighed helplessly: "If you insist on this, then follow me to the old lady and listen to the old lady." ”

Hua Qianshu nodded, found another piece of coarse cloth, wrapped the spirit card, held it in his arms, followed Mama Liang, and went to the old lady's courtyard.