Chapter 3 There should be no hatred

Xiao Chuxin walked to the table with an expressionless face, listening to the woman she had to call "Auntie" say unpleasant things endlessly: "Hehe, why don't the hooligans stop others and stop you?" Xiao Chuxin snorted coldly, quickly finished eating, quickly washed the dishes, returned to the room and closed the door heavily and locked the door.

"Xinxin, are you home?" The mobile phone on the study table rang, and it was from Xiao Chuxin's good friend Chu Lishui. Chu Lishui is absolutely sincere to Xiao Chuxin, and regards her as a bosom friend in Xiao Chuxin's eyes.

"Of course it is. Is there something wrong? ”

"Yes, yes, tonight, August 15th, will you come to my house for dinner? My home is far away, you are waiting for me by the Huya River. ”

Xiao Chuxin immediately left. She didn't care what the woman said, closed the door and left. At least for this night, she didn't have to endure the humiliation.

The moonlight is pale as paper, the water of the Huya River is sparkling, the tide has just receded, and the stone steps are all reflected in the moonlight. The whole world seems to have turned white.

"Hey! Xinxin! So you're here. Chu Lishui ran over happily, and there were a few other people in the same place. They all looked friendly, and when they saw Xiao Chuxin, they also smiled and waved. Xiao Chuxin was very excited, and also beckoned to walk upstream.

The jade rank is born of white dew.

The ground is very slippery due to the tides, and there are no guardrails along the river. Xiao Chuxin slipped and fell directly into the water, leaving only the stunned Chu Lishui and the others in place.

If I die like this, can I vote for a good family in my next life?

I don't want to be disciplined by that dead woman in the next life, ...... next life No, no, no, I want to have parents.

I......

Xiao Chuxin didn't struggle, she slowly sank in the water, thinking silently in her heart.

The Huya River is very deep.

The river is obviously turbulent, why didn't Xiao Chuxin float away?

At the same time, in the time of the Dou Dynasty, Nangong Chumeng also happened to be pushed into the Huya River.

That's how dramatic history is.

In vain, the river turned into a dazzling gold. Two people, miraculously did not lose their lives. Xiao Chuxin opened her eyes.

"Xiao Nangong, Xiao Nangong, are you okay?"

In front of them stood a man and a woman. The man wears a jet-black official hat, his face is unusually handsome, and his voice is as magnetic as a cello; The woman's hair is tied into a bun and she wears four lilacs on each side. The lips are redder than begonia flowers, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, a pair of phoenix eyes are blazing, and the face is extremely charming, but at this time the face is full of seriousness. A few black lines appeared on Xiao Chuxin's face, are they calling me?

"What the hell, I'm not supposed to be in ......"

In the river? Xiao Chuxin looked back at the window. As mentioned in history class, the Huya River is the moat of Doucheng. This seems to be the palace maid's bedroom, just near the edge of the city, you can see the vermilion palace wall, and the sound of running water comes in from outside.

The windows are made of sandalwood and have a faint fragrance. This time and space seems to be the fifteenth night of August, but this round of the moon is goose yellow, the same color as the goose yellow palace dress of the woman half-squatting on the side of the couch, which is very eye-catching. Outside the gate of Doucheng, the water of the Huya River is also glowing with a faint yellow, and the stone steps by the lake are stepped on by a pair of palace boots, and they are also glowing with goose-yellow moonlight.

She took another quick look inside the room. She was leaning against a wooden couch with a velvet quilt lightly draped over her, and a small oil lamp lit up the room, and the whole house was antique. Xiao Chuxin's black hair on her shoulders flowed down like a waterfall, and there were several hair accessories on the table next to her.

"This crew is so good!" Xiao Chuxin suddenly sat up from the bed, jumped to the ground, and thought to herself: "If someone sends me to such a good crew if I fall into a river, how many nursing homes have I opened in my last life!" ”

"Uh, Xiao Nangong, what are you talking about? What is Crew? Where the hell came from? The man spoke.

Well? Not filming? Xiao Chuxin was stunned.

"You don't remember," a look of horror flashed across the woman's face, "I'll tell you now." Your name is Nangong Chumeng, you are eighteen years old this year, you are from the Dou Dynasty, and you are the personal maid of the current saint Sang Yanyang. ”

So I'm crossing over? Xiao Chuxin opened his mouth and said, "I was pushed into the water by the emperor's concubine tonight and almost drowned. Isn't it? I remember them all. "Fortunately, I studied history, otherwise I would have been regarded as a psychopath.

The man and the woman looked at each other, and the man's eyebrows suddenly wrung together, and said:

"Nangong, it's a good thing to remember things, you can't talk nonsense...... The Huya River has just receded, and you have slipped into the water, where did the concubine come from to push into the water? At this time, the mothers and masters are all in the Yangyi Hall over there for the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner. ”

The man's expression was as ugly as his dead father. This man is one of the few real men in the palace, he has a knife hanging from his waist, and a navy blue palace dress accompanied by a cowhide belt, which is from the fourth rank and the second class guard. The woman is the palace maid of Weiyang Palace, who is deeply favored by the queen, but at the age of only twenty-two, she is called "aunt" by the palace maids of the entire Doucheng. The two of them are Nangong Chumeng's sworn friends, they entered this Dou City in their early tens, but now they are only so low in Nangong Chumeng's grade.

The most unfortunate thing is that the two of them are of such a high grade, because they are worried about the "first dream of Nangong", they actually missed half of the banquet.

It seems that history is wrong. Xiao Chuxin thought to herself. I've got to get a higher position to get to the bottom of this.

"No, I'll give you an invitation."

The woman handed a letter to Xiao Chuxin. It is written with a cinnabar pen "invitation", and there is also a seal and approval from Zisang Yanyang next to it. She opened the envelope, and it read, "The maid Nangong has the first dream, knows the etiquette of the court, and is worthy of reward." I personally invited the Nangong clan to today's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and the banquet was held in Yangyi Hall. There is also Zisang Yanyang's signature and seal below.

It seems that Nangong Chumeng is so good in the eyes of Zisang Yanyang? Then Xiao Chuxin will definitely be able to find the trick to being favored. Although she has never watched palace fighting dramas in modern times, Chu Lishui's small mouth keeps talking about things like that every day, of course she can remember it.

"Well, we can all go straight to the banquet, look at this! I'm Mo Xiaotang, and he's Du Mochai. Seeing that Xiao Chuxin was stunned for a long time, the woman introduced herself first. She pointed out her Nanmu badge and the man's peach badge to Nangong Chumeng.

The atmosphere was inevitably a little awkward. Reintroduce the people you have known for almost ten years, who is not embarrassed to change?

Mo Xiaotang...... Xiao Chuxin suddenly remembered that in class this morning, Zisang Yanyang's second concubine was called Mo Xiaotang. It's impossible to have a duplicate name in the Dou Dynasty, right? I'd better not spoil it and see what she does later.

"Let's go, let's go, get your invitation, and we'll take you to Yangyitang." Said the man named Du Mochai.