"Why are there people on the streets today? Why are there white silk hanging on the streets and alleys? Are you doing a funeral?"

"Where did you come back? Princess Anqing is here! This is a state funeral!"

"Princess Anqing, but that one?" the man hesitated, and then said: "If she is killed, wouldn't it be a good thing?" I'm afraid that the people in the capital should clap their hands and applaud!"

"Be quiet! If you hear these words, you're going to be killed!"

Whispers can be heard everywhere in the tavern.

And the protagonist of their discussions, Princess Anqing, is indeed a bad deed, which can be described as the biggest shame for the government and the opposition!

is obviously a daughter's family, but she doesn't know the slightest shame, and after recruiting a horse, she still raised a face in the mansion, seduced courtiers everywhere, ruined the dignity of the royal family, and even interfered in the affairs of the court and framed Zhongliang!

His actions were even more egregious, with a disregard for human life, a brutal character, and countless innocent people who died at his hands!

Fortunately, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and this princess is about to be retributed, and she died at the age of twenty-five.

For the crime of "murdering loyal ministers", he was imprisoned in the princess's mansion, and on the day the new emperor ascended the throne three days ago, he suddenly died suddenly and violently for some reason, and his death was miserable.

Because of his identity, the state held a funeral, but the people below were applauded.

Die well! Die well! Good and evil will be rewarded! Sluts have their own harvest!

It was bustling outside, but the door of a closed mansion not far away was very deserted.

Song House.

In the side room, on the bed, there was a woman with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound from outside the house, suddenly opened his eyes, and sat up suddenly.

She lost her mind slightly, beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from her forehead, her body trembled uncontrollably, her face was pale and frightening, and it took a long time to recover.

After she saw the furnishings in front of her, she wondered - where is this?

The furnishings in front of him are old and broken, and the furnishings are simple and cheap, and through the faint light shining through the window, you can still see the dust fluttering quietly in the air.

The woman looked at all this, was stunned for a long time, and did not come back to her senses.

After a while, I was pulled back to my thoughts by a "squeak" from the door.

"Miss, you're awake!" a maid hurriedly walked in from outside the door, with a happy face.

She was a little stunned by this "Miss", she has been "Your Highness" since she was born, and no one has ever called her Miss.

What an ignorant little palace maid.

She frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but she heard the little palace maid continue: "Miss, you can scare the slave to death. The slave almost thought you wouldn't wake up!"

Can't wake up?

Could it be ...... She's not dead?

She felt the pounding heartbeat in her chest, and suddenly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opening the closed wooden window.

The fresh air on her face swept away the depression in her heart.

The sun outside the window is just right, and the person who shines is slightly hot, but there has never been such a moment that makes her feel clearly that she is still alive!

She, Princess Anqing, is still alive!

The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, the undercurrents of her eyes were surging, and her smile was meaningful.

The little maid behind her seemed to be startled by her sudden move, and shouted in a stunned voice: "Miss......"

Princess Anqing suddenly came back to her senses, raised her eyebrows, and said a little inexplicably: "Are you calling me?"

"Yes!" Que'er nodded, "Miss, the slave is Que'er!"

She stared at the face in front of her tightly for a long time, but still didn't remember, "I don't remember." ”

She seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, and she felt that her memory was hazy, and the only thing that was still alive in her mind was the picture of the princess in the princess's mansion on the twenty-third day of April, after drinking the poisonous wine given by the new emperor, she vomited blood.

In front of her, there were many kneeling people, all of whom were crying bitterly, calling her "Your Highness" one after another.

Then her vision blurred, she couldn't see anything, and she fell into endless darkness.

She should have died, the wine was so poisonous, there was no chance of survival. It's really God who has eyes, so she survived, and she can't be in this kind of place!

Suspicious, she looked around the room when she stumbled into a brass mirror on the dresser.

She hurried over.

However, the face that greeted her made her completely frozen.

The eyes are delicate, soft and harmless, and the skin is almost pale, like a person who has been ill for a long time. A dress of black hair like a waterfall, messy and scattered behind her, but her little face became more and more small, and she was only wearing a cloth coat, which was amazingly thin and amazingly weak.

It's a beauty overall, but it's not her.

This face is not hers, and this body is not hers.

She raised her hand and looked at the slender ten fingers, more and more certain. She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and she has calluses on her hands, how can her hands be so delicate?

But she looked at the reflection in the mirror, and her heart sank more and more, "What year is it now?"

Que'er didn't seem to expect her to ask this suddenly, and she was stunned for a while, before she stumbled and responded: "Zhaoping twenty-one years, April 30." ”

On April 30, her face turned white, "Princess Anqing is already dead?"

"Exactly. Today's first seven days have been funeral. ”

When she heard this, her face turned completely white. If Princess Anqing is dead, then who is she?

was in a trance, but suddenly touched a purse on his body, embroidered with three words - Song Youyu.

Her eyebrows jumped, and she already had a guess in her heart, but she couldn't believe it! Such a strange thing did not even dare to think about it.

She clutched her purse tightly and suddenly said, "I'm a little hungry." ”

Que'er reacted immediately, "Slave maid, let's go and prepare food for Miss!"

She nodded, watching the little maid leave quickly, and her face, which was originally indifferent, suddenly couldn't hold back.

Her body is dead, but she is still alive as another person?

silently read the three words Song Youyu in her heart, and then she suddenly raised her steps and ran outside.

She had to see what was going on out there!

Leaving the bedroom, there was a big mansion outside, she didn't know the way, but she didn't care about this, she directly found the outer courtyard wall, and one turned over and climbed the tree to climb out.

She has done a lot of these things, and she has a housekeeping skill at her fingertips. She confidently climbed the wall, jumped down with a lift, and then fell on her heels.

Pain!

She couldn't get up a little because of the pain!

Lying in place and slowing down, she just remembered that she had forgotten!

She is no longer the body of Princess Anqing before, she is staying with Song Youyu's body now.

Now, she has really become Song Youyu.

She didn't want to believe it, and she had to admit that at this moment, she really felt that she had become a different person.