"The daughter of our Feng family, from the day she was born, will be burdened with an inexplicable curse.

"One of the girls of our generation will kill her husband at the age of twenty-four.

"That's why our daughter's name either avoids the characters of the time, or it is just a single word - this is because we don't want outsiders to count the generations."

In the dim light, the old man's voice was both loving and slow.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old sat next to her, lying in the old man's arms and playing with her hair.

"What if that girl never got married?"

"At the age of twenty-four, she was the one who died." The old man replied softly.

The girl sighed, "...... What's the use of hiding generations, people still have to die. ”

The old man chuckled, "The Feng family has so many daughters, and not every one of them knows how to Kefu. Besides...... The dowry given by our daughter, not to mention that it is in Luodu, even if it is put into the former Chang'an City, we can't find a second family. ”

The girl's throat moved slightly.

The old man smiled, "Your grandfather, my eldest brother, was in the position of the Yellow Gate Squire before his death, although the official residence is of four grades, but the saint has awarded the 'Tongzhong Shumen Sect Pingzhang Shi', and his prominence is ...... for a while."

The girl frowned, and hugged the old man like a coax, "Auntie said these things that I don't understand again, what kind of waiter, Zhangshi...... Is it a very unbelievable official? ”

"It's the prime minister." The old man explained with a smile, "In my Da Zhou, all the officials who participate in government affairs and add 'Tongzhongshu Menxia Sanpin' or 'Tongzhongshu Menxia Pingzhangshi' are all people who do not bear the name of the prime minister, but have the reality of the prime minister. ”

The girl was stunned again.

The old man's eyebrows raised, "If it weren't for the fact that you might be carrying a curse and needing a first-married husband to overcome this bad luck, where would some people have the opportunity to join us in marriage...... They don't care if you are Kefu or not, it is better to be Kefu - so that they don't have to be reconciled, and they can hold our Feng family for the rest of their lives. ”

The girl sat up on a stumbling back.

"I heard that in our generation, only me and Sister Ah are not over twenty-four, right?"

The old man nodded.

"The other sisters of the same generation are already married?" The girl asked again.

The old man nodded again.

The girl sighed a little frustratedly, "So it's either Sister Ke my quasi-brother-in-law, or I'm Ke my future husband......"

The old man nuzzled the corners of his mouth, "What's this, there are so many men in the world, you can find one more if you die, when the curse on the two of you is broken, there will only be more people who come to ask for marriage." ”

"I don't," said the girl seriously, "I only marry whoever I like, and I can't bear to let him die." ”

"That's easy," the old man blinked, "if you like the son-in-law of any family, come and tell your aunt, who will go to their family first to settle the family affairs and keep the people...... Wait until you're twenty-four before you get married. ”

"But I'm not married...... Won't you die after twenty-four? ”

The old man laughed again, "Silly boy, the girls of our Feng family are all going to marry twice." ”

The girl frowned and didn't understand for a while, but soon it dawned on her that the aunt's meaning was very simple, if the person carrying the curse was not her, it would be good to reconcile and leave on the spot after twenty-four; If the person carrying the curse is really her, then kill the cheap husband who married the secret relatives first, and then marry the sweetheart.

The girl suddenly became serious, "No, no, no, I won't do such a thing, auntie, if this curse really falls on me, I will live happily for a few years, and then go away neatly, so as not to take the lives of other innocent people to give me life." ”

The old man was not annoyed, she gently stroked the girl's forehead, smiled and sighed, "...... Our little seven is really a good boy. ”

Feng Xiaoqi lay down again and leaned on the old man's arms.

"Auntie, does that Shousuke-sama know about these things?"

"Yes." My aunt said in a low voice, "We don't need to talk about this kind of thing, the whole Great Zhou has already spread." ”

"But isn't he also a big official in the court? It's not necessarily greedy for my sister's dowry...... Sister is twenty years old this year, if she is unlucky, won't this Shousuke-sama have a few years to live? ”

"Then we have to ask him himself," said the old man with a smile, "and when the dowry is given, we will explain everything to him when he is so sincere." ”

“…… But he still wants to marry his sister? ”

The old man nodded.

Feng Xiaoqi muttered, "This is really sincere. ”

The old man still smiled as before, and said in a low voice, "If it is obvious that it is a loss-making business, someone still wants to do it...... It's also possible that you want to be greedy for more. ”

"Eh......" the girl was stunned for a moment, "but what can he be greedy for?" ”

The old man's eyes narrowed into a line with laughter, and instead of answering, she slowly looked out the window, where the thick darkness of the night was slowly turning to light blue.

"The auspicious time is coming, let's go and send your sister again." The old man muttered, she looked at the girl, "Our conversation today, Xiao Qi can't talk to outsiders in the Feng family, understand?" ”

"Well, I understand."

"Take an oath." The old man gently held the girl's wrist.

The girl was a little surprised, but obediently put her other hand on the back of the old man's dry hand.

A blue light streamed through their fingertips.

……

In Feng Xiaoqi's impression, her sister Feng Yan is indeed a little special.

Both of them are daughters who are highly valued by their parents, but Sister Ah doesn't go out often - Feng Yan lives in an attic in the northwest corner of the Feng family courtyard, and she stays for twenty years, except for the inner court summons on weekdays, she almost never shows up.

After coming to this strange time and space a few years ago, Feng Xiaoqi has always liked to go to his sister's attic, where her sister always stays alone, sometimes reading, sometimes carving, and more often silently looking out the window.

I never thought that as soon as my sister went out, these feet went directly from the door of her mother's house to the door of her husband's house - it can only be said that this is the standard life path of women in feudal society.

However, although Feng Yan is silent, she is a gentle person.

"Sister!"

Feng Xiaoqi stepped into the attic, but suddenly instinctively felt that something was not quite right—the floor under his feet had become as soft as quicksand at some point.

Before Feng Xiaoqi could react, her calves had completely fallen into it, and her body was out of balance.

Beneath the flowing planks, there seemed to be an invisible force that wanted to pull her in.

Feng Xiaoqi wanted to scream, but found that she couldn't make any sound, and some unspeakable fear choked her heart-

Until a pair of hands suddenly grabbed her arm.

"What is Xiao Qi doing here?"

A familiar voice came.

Feng Xiaoqi raised his head and saw his sister Feng Yan standing in front of him, with concern on her face.

Twenty-year-old Feng Yan is about to marry a bride, and the process of grooming began in the early hours of yesterday morning, and the servants took care of it all night, so that Feng Xiaoqi almost couldn't recognize the beauty in front of him at the moment.

Although a woman's beauty is pleasing to the eye, it is also easy to arouse sorrow at times.

The sister who is always indisputable with the world is the softest and most beautiful, like a smiling puppet, reminiscent of the spring moon night in March and April.

Why do literati always like to use flowers to describe beauty?

In addition to the beauty itself, there is probably the delicate and easy folding of flowers.

"Little Seven?" Feng Yan called again.

Feng Xiaoqi found that she was kneeling on the ground at this time, and she quickly patted her knees and stood up.

Looking at her sister in costume, she defended herself with some embarrassment, "It's all because Sister Ah is so beautiful, I'm stunned!" ”

Feng Xiaoqi lowered her head, only to see that the floor under her feet was still in good shape, and she stepped on it a few more times - there was a thick echo from the ground.

Is it a hallucination, or is it ......

"It's deeper, what are you doing there, come in." Feng Yan said softly.

She put her left and right hands on her sister's shoulders and walked slowly inside.

When she turned around, Feng Yan's eyes looked at the old locust tree in the yard.

"Next time, I'll tease Xiao Qi......" Feng Yan's lips and teeth moved slightly, and she said silently, "I'm burning, you, oh-"

The branches and leaves of the old locust tree outside suddenly trembled.

"Eh," Feng Xiaoqi turned his head a little strangely and looked into the courtyard, "What's the sound outside?" ”

A smile appeared on Feng Yan's face, "It's the wind." ”