The surrounding voices were extremely noisy, Yu Qingqing frowned, and secretly said that this Yama Palace is not inferior to the liveliness of the world.

It took her a long time to open her heavy eyelids, but what she saw made it impossible for her to distinguish between reality and dreams.

What caught her eye was a bright red tent, and next to her pillow was an embroidered pillow with a big red mandarin duck playing in the water, and a pair of red candles were swaying on the desk not far away.

This is clearly a happy room.

Moreover, it is the wedding house she is familiar with.

She has lived in this cramped and cramped house since she was sent out of Beijing at the age of two for more than ten years.

Until around the Qingming Festival in the sixth year of Tianding, Jingzhong's father came with a letter, saying that he would marry her to the son of the princess who served her, and that she would never be allowed to enter Beijing again without his order.

Immediately afterwards, the princess ignored her resistance and tied up and worshipped heaven and earth.

Yu Qingqing lowered her eyes and looked at the wedding dress on her body and the firmly bound hemp rope, and thought blankly, do you have to review her life when she arrives here?

The first time she died, she wasn't very familiar with the process.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open from the outside, and the noise of pushing cups and changing lamps outside the house came to Yu Qingqing's ears more realistically.

The sound of stumbling footsteps was approaching, and Yu Qingqing thought that the bull head and horse face had appeared, but she was unprepared in her heart, so she closed her eyes in fright.

Feeling that someone was sitting next to the couch, she was suffocated for breath, but she heard a drunken voice: "Lady... Hiccup—" The disgusting smell of alcohol stuck to her cheeks, and then a palm pressed against her shoulder, freeing and tugging at the hemp rope knot tied behind her, and Yu Qingqing's bound arms were immediately loosened.

At this time, she already knew the identity of the person in front of her, and the hatred started from the bottom of her heart, Yu Qingqing immediately had the idea of killing him as soon as possible, but before she could take action, the door opened again.

The deliberately lowered voice complained with displeasure: "What is the monkey anxious about? Sooner or later, it's not all yours! Mrs. Wang stepped forward in three steps and two steps, grabbed her son Tang Zhi's ear, pulled it up and walked out.

Looking at the backs of the mother and son, Yu Qingqing's hands behind her back clenched into fists.

According to her memory, the neighbors who had eaten the banquet were about to leave soon after, and Mrs. Wang would urge Tang Zhi to come to the cave room, and also told him not to be soft on her, as long as the raw rice was cooked into cooked rice, he would not be afraid of anything.

And she would knock them out one after another with a top door stick, take the opportunity to escape from here, and go back to Beijing.

Yu Qingqing thought like this, and her condensed gaze turned slightly, landing on the calf-thick stick standing behind the door.

It doesn't matter if it's a dream or a life, naturally, let's knock it first!

After sending off the guests, Tang Zhi couldn't wait to go to the wedding room, and was grabbed by Mrs. Wang's arm under the corridor, and she gave some advice.

Tang Zhi thought of the person on the couch, his heart was itching, and he couldn't listen to Mrs. Wang's words, so he waved his hand impatiently: "I know, I know." As he spoke, he pushed the door in, closed the door with his hand, and blocked the princess who was about to squeeze in.

The red candle on the desk went out at some point, and the room was a little dim, Tang Zhi rubbed his drunken eyes, looked at the bed vaguely, and his voice was uncontrollable excitement: "Lady, I'm here." ”

As soon as he took two steps under his feet, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head, Tang Zhi's face was suddenly covered with pain, he turned around with his eyebrows, and before he could see the person behind him, he fell to the ground.

When Mrs. Wang, who was about to leave outside the house, heard this sound, she guessed that Tang Zhijiu had fallen more, pushed the door and walked in, and before she could see the scene in the house, she was beaten head-on.

Her mind went blank, and she took two steps back in confusion and sat down on the ground.

looked at Yu Qingqing, who was wearing a wedding dress and standing a stick in her hand, in horror: "How do you... How.... ”

"You're trying to say..." Yu Qingqing squatted down with a stick, looked at Mrs. Wang amiably, and smiled and bared her teeth: "Why did I wake up early?" ”

When Mrs. Wang saw her laughing, she couldn't help but shudder, but after so many years, she had already eaten through Yu Qingqing's temperament, and quickly calmed down, and threatened: "You... You dare to beat your mother-in-law and husband, be careful that I tell you to eat a lawsuit and go to prison! ”

"Shut up." Yu Qingqing's brain was dull and painful, and she couldn't stand the noisy frowning and scolding.

Seeing that she was not afraid at all, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but feel worried.

If this thing is not done well, Jingzhong is afraid that she will be eaten alive!

Thinking like this, Mrs. Wang's heart became more and more ruthless, no matter what, she had to be bluffed today!

Covering her bleeding forehead, Mrs. Wang struggled to sit up, her back straight, her chin raised, and reprimanded awe-inspiringly: "No matter if you were a princess or an official yesterday, now you have worshiped heaven and earth with my son, and you are the daughter-in-law of my Tang family!" ”

"It's only right to be obedient to your mother-in-law and serve your husband!"

"Old woman, I advise you to put away your cunning early, help your husband, and go to the cave room obediently, otherwise..." Before he finished speaking, he ended with a sneer, and the threat was self-evident.

Yu Qingqing lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her forehead, and sneered lightly when she heard the words: "I obviously told you to shut up..." She stood up on her knees and looked at the princess condescendingly.

Her thin skeleton seemed to be crushed by the heavy wedding dress, and her body shook slightly unsteadily when she stood up.

Therefore, Mrs. Wang felt that they were sure to win this confrontation.

was proud, when she saw Yu Qingqing dragging a wooden stick closer to her, her immature and young face was full of distress: "Why, so disobedient?" ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the wooden stick with both hands and knocked it down without hesitation.

Didn't run away like last time, Yu Qingqing threw the stick and found the hemp rope, and tied the two up firmly, after doing this, she was just about to take a breath, and suddenly felt a pain in her heart, as if she had been hit by a heavy punch.

She frowned and rubbed her heart, found a chair and sat down, secretly thinking that she had just changed what had happened, but there was no hindrance.

This is not a review of life.

That... Yu Qingqing raised her eyes and looked at the two on the ground thoughtfully, could it be that the king of Hades felt that she was too much of a loss, and she couldn't personally dispose of the mother and son who were fighting for the tiger when she was alive.

Thinking like this, Yu Qingqing felt that she couldn't live up to the good intentions of the king of Hades, so she got up and went to the kitchen to find a knife, and when she was heavy and cold in her hand, she frowned again.

It feels a little too real!

With a deep groan, her fingers lightly scraped the blade, and thin blood immediately came out of her white fingertips, and with it came a real tingling sensation.

Yu Qingqing looked at the bloody eyebrow peak and moved lightly, the gloom in her eyes suddenly dispersed, and a weird and grotesque thought surged into her heart than just now.

Sitting on the painted circle chair in the hall until the sun was rising, Yu Qingqing moved and looked up at the courtyard.

After watching her for a while, she got up and walked out, her heavy wedding dress dragged behind her, tugging at her emaciated shoulders, and her head and neck were slightly tilted back.

Walking slowly to the courtyard, she folded her arms and closed her eyes and looked back.

The sun was shining down, sprinkled on her face, and wrapped around her body, full of comforting warmth, and for a while, she hooked her lips and chuckled.

When she opened her eyes, the scorching sun was clearly reflected in her clear pupils, and the awe in her eyes was clearly illuminated.