The twenty-first spring of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

It's the time of spring, when the warm breeze blows, and the mountains in the distance are undulating, full of verdant and pleasant scenery. The mulberry fields are lush and green, and early in the morning, the mulberry girls are busy picking fresh mulberry leaves.

"Ning Su is here!"

"Oh, Ning Su, come here!"

"Here, here! You're not done with yesterday's story yet! ”

In the mulberry fields on the hills, the mulberry girls waved to a mulberry girl at the bottom of the mountain, and the name "Ningsu" could be heard from afar.

On the avenue by the mulberry field, an elegant carriage was parked, and the breeze blew, opening a gap in the golden silk brocade curtain.

A young man leaned on the soft pillow in the curtain, his starry eyes were slightly open, and he squinted through the gap, only to see the back of the woman named Ning Su, at first glance, a little special.

I can't seem to say what is so special about it. Looking closely, I saw that her hair was extremely simple, as if it had been braided into a simple twist, hanging down behind her, long, unusually black and thick, with a lovely white wildflower on the end of her hair. The figure is slender, the small waist is full of hands, the walk is light, and the verdant clothes and belts dance lightly in the wind, just a back, but it is indescribably pleasing to the eye.

"Snakes! Ning Su, there's a snake behind you—" A mulberry picker screamed.

Ning Su turned around, and sure enough, she saw a blue and white snake behind her spitting scarlet letters at her with her head held high. As soon as she turned around, the snake bit at her, causing Mo Shangsangnu to scream.

But seeing that Ning Su was not in a hurry or in a hurry, he jumped up, and asked the snake to bite into the air, broke off a branch casually, and wrapped the snake's body around it at a very fast speed, and it became a verdant twist flower, and threw the snake out of the distance with a flick of his hand.

She patted the dust on her hands, and a bright smile appeared on her face, her eyebrows were like a curved crescent moon, her eyes were bright like a spring lake, her soft cherry blossom lips, and her pointed goose egg face, and the sun shone on her face, like a blooming nasturtium.

"Wow!" The man in the car let out a cry of surprise, not knowing whether he was surprised by the woman's flower-like appearance or surprised by her nimble skills.

Ning Su felt strange, as if someone was looking at her, she turned around, only to see a carriage passing by on the road, and no one looked at her, was it an illusion?

Ning Su unloaded the mulberry basket and began to join the mulberry picking brigade of the mulberry girls, and casually telling the story would make them scream. Ning Su likes to talk about one thousand and one nights, such as Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, Sinbad's Seven Voyage Adventures, as well as Journey to the West, Water Margin, and Dream of Red Mansions, she has read too many TV novels, and she has come easily. In this era of underdeveloped information, even the storyteller is not as rich as her stories, and the mulberry girls who listened to them were fascinated one by one, and they couldn't wait to pick mulberry with her every day.

"Ning Su, I really want to open your stomach to see, what is in your stomach? How do you know that there are so many strange things? Sang Nu Feng Niang said with a smile, she and Ning Su are in the same village, and they are of the same age, although they are not as handsome as Ning Su, they are also outstanding among the country girls.

Ning Su smiled slightly: "What's the difference between what I have in my stomach and what you have?" Not the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys? ”

Feng Niang shook her head: "What you said, even from those learned gentlemen, I have never heard it, you see, which of our mulberry pickers does not like to listen to your story." I always feel like you're not like we're here. I think one day, maybe you'll leave here and live a life that doesn't belong here. ”

Ning Su smiled and said nothing, she is a person from the 21st century, but how can she tell people. She travels to a Sannon's home, where her mother dies young, her father marries her stepmother, and she has a brother who is ten years younger than her. She is eighteen this year and has reached the age of marriage, but she is ...... The father and stepmother seem to have already made plans.

The boys in the woods opposite sang enthusiastic mountain songs, waved and whistled at the girls who were picking mulberries, and the girls laughed at their monkey-like dances.

"Which one do you fancy, I'll ask my mother to tell you to go to the matchmaker?" Feng Niang squeezed her eyes at her.

Ning Su smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I'm afraid that my second mother has already made a small calculation." ”

"She doesn't really plan to give you to that fat-headed and big-eared half-hundred-year-old prince as a concubine, right?"

Ning Su said helplessly: "She has received all the dowry gifts and is choosing a date." ”

"Oh my God! It's really flowers stuck in cow dung! If you like anyone, I'll help you escape! Feng Niang was indignant.

Ning Su was silent, who did she like? In her previous life, she liked someone deeply, but that person didn't like her, and she didn't like the person who liked her, she was always single, and there were some people in the world who could be reluctant, but she was the one who couldn't come reluctantly. The young men on the other side are all strong and capable, and they are likable, but if they really like it, it seems that none of them are what she likes and can marry, is God destined that she will not find her lover in her two lives?

"Ning Su, don't be sad, there will always be a way." Feng Niang patted her shoulder and comforted her.

Ning Su curled the corners of her lips slightly, raised her head, her eyes radiated a confident light, and said, "Feng Niang, don't worry, whether it is in the previous life or this life, I can live a good life by myself." ”