Northern Jin Dynasty, Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mansion.

The moonlight was bleak, the cold wind was bleak, and there was silence all around.

In front of the white thin-skin coffin, Yahuan was kneeling on the ground, paper money was burning in the brazier, and the nurse Leshi stood beside the coffin and wept.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept by, and the paper money in the brazier swirled into the eerie air, and the coffin resounded with the sound of tapping and coughing.

"Little ······ Miss, you······ You're not dead? Hearing the sound, the crescent moon stood up in surprise and joy and threw herself on the wooden coffin.

"Miss, you're really not dead?" The powerful knocking sound inside the wooden coffin confirmed the crescent moon's guess.

"Mother Le, let's open the lid of the coffin quickly, Miss must be alive." The crescent moon greeted the nurse, and then knocked on the coffin: "Miss, you reply, are you alive?" ”

In the coffin, 'Jiang Ziyan's brain throbbed, and a memory that did not belong to him poured into his mind like a tide.

Jiang Ziyan, sixteen years old, the eldest daughter of the Ministry of Rites, and the fiancée of Nangong Hao, King of Chu.

Feng Lin is a very noble character in the world, but he lost his mother at a young age, was weak and sickly, and had a soft temperament, and grew up in Huguo Temple.

He returned home three days ago and drowned by the lake in his backyard this evening.

'Jiang Ziyan' was lying in a small space, and when he heard the crescent moon asking, he said in a deep voice: "Quickly open the lid and let me out." "It's a small voice, but it's powerful.

Unfortunately, the coffin lid was not nailed, and the old and the young worked together to push the coffin lid open.

"Miss! Miss. The crescent moon and the nurse cried with joy when they saw Jiang Ziyan wake up.

"Miss, it's good that the slave knows that you won't die." Some of the crescents wiped tears from their eyes and sobbed incoherently.

The nurse's tone was firm: "Miss was born with a phoenix body, and Lord Yan has to send it back respectfully when he sees Miss." It must have been just a sigh of relief before, but now it's fine. ”

When Jiang Ziyan was born, the vision of the red sky alarmed the people in the capital, and later a master said that Jiang Ziyan was the reincarnation of Tianfeng, and the news reached the palace, and the emperor at that time gave Jiang Ziyan and the king of Chu a marriage. The nurse Le's is Jiang Ziyan's mother's dowry, so she naturally knows that Jiang Ziyan's life is extraordinary.

An old man and a young man only cared about being happy, but forgot to help Jiang Ziyan get up.

The two maids came from the front yard, pointed at Mama Le's nose and shouted, "Old immortal, what are you crying about." What about the three watches in the middle of the night? ”

The nurse and the crescent moon glanced at each other and hurriedly took a few steps forward.

My own lady has just woken up and is weak, so she must not be disturbed at this time.

"The old slave just couldn't help it for a while..." Before the nurse's words were finished, a girl slapped the nurse twice.

The other girl kicked the crescent moon down, stepped on her feet fiercely, and snorted on the crescent moon and said, "Cheap maid... Your weeping and mourning are so loud that you disturb your mother's rest. We have been commanded by the Mother of the Lord to have tongues for both of you. ”

"Mistress? After my mother died, where is the Jiang family's mother? In the stunned eyes of everyone, 'Jiang Ziyan' slowly sat up straight from the coffin.

A pair of eyes that were originally sweet and lovely, but now they are covered with a chill, and the corners of the lips that were always smiling with a timid and strong face are slightly hooked at the moment, obviously laughing, but it makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

No one could see how Jiang Ziyan moved, and as soon as the words fell, the maid who beat the nurse suddenly fell to the ground with a kick in her face, and two front teeth fell out of her mouth.

flew up with a kick, and the last girl ring to stand fell to the ground, Jiang Ziyan stepped forward and stepped on the hand of the inferior maid with a high-grade jade bracelet, and the sound of clicking and breaking bones came into the eardrums.

"Who gave you the guts to dare to bully Miss Ben? I'm tired of it! The cold light in Jiang Ziyan's eyes was creepy in the faint moonlight.

Jiang Ziyan came from the coffin, and the two maidens were already taken aback, and when they saw Jiang Ziyan's eyes, they were even more frightened.

"You... You... Are you a human or a ghost? The girl who was trampled on screamed.

Jiang Ziyan raised his foot and kicked off a row of front teeth: "Shout for your lives again!"

The two maidens looked up at Jiang Ziyan, their deep eyes were as deep as an abyss, and they were quiet without a ripple, as if they could devour people's souls. Thin lips are red, two points cold, two points domineering, and six points evil.

Through the hazy moonlight, I saw that it was the eldest lady who had been dead for a long time.

Seeing Jiang Ziyan standing there alive, the two thought it was possessed by a resentful ghost, and they trembled and couldn't speak.

Yahuan, who had a broken calf bone, stood up on one leg and wanted to escape, but her whole body was sore and weak, and she threw herself on the ground again. Kneeling on his stomach, his mouth trembled: "I... It's not me, it's not me who hurt you, no... Don't come to me. ”

At this time, I only hated my parents for not giving birth to a few more legs, and I broke one leg and the rest of my legs could still run. Now I can't beat it, I can't run away, I can only lie on the ground and pretend to be pitiful.

It's a pity that Jiang Ziyan doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so he raised his foot and kicked out of the distance.

The girl with a broken leg rolled out of the mourning hall and lay on the ground unable to speak, "No······ Nope······ It's not me ·······"

The maid who was trampled on finally opened her mind and said, "Miss, let go of the slave and maid, the slave is wrong, beg the eldest lady to let the slave and maid go." ”

In the past few days since returning to the mansion from Huguo Temple, the three masters and servants have endured all kinds of white eyes and ridicule.

The nurse is even more submissive, for fear of offending people and making trouble for Jiang Ziyan.

At this time, the crescent moon and the nurse stood aside dumbfounded, and before they could see what was going on, the two maids rolled to the ground.

So tough, is it your own lady?

"Get out! Don't let Miss Ben see you again, or you'll see you again! Jiang Ziyan made up for it again

The two Yahuan are the personal maids of the second Miss Jiang Qiaochu, Chunhua and Qiuyue, who originally wanted to bully the crescent moon and the nurse in this backyard, but they didn't expect to be taught a lesson.

Chunhua broke off three of the five fingers of her right hand, kicked out her front teeth, and her mouth was full of air. Barely get up and go to pull the autumn moon who broke her leg.

got up and supported each other, and walked away hatefully, "Go and tell the second miss, please let the second miss call the shots for us, the second miss will not let them go." ”

"Miss, you are in trouble, the second miss and the second lady will not let us go." The nurse trembled.

The crescent moon is even more afraid, why didn't she stop the young lady.

"Miss Ben is afraid that the trouble will not be too big!" Jiang Ziyan looked back at the crescent moon and said, "Crescent moon, burn this unfortunate mourning hall." ”

The bitter cold wind swept the ashes in the brazier into the air, eerie and eerie.

The bleak moonlight sprinkled on the three people, and Jiang Ziyan was dressed in a white dress, which was changed for her by the nurse and the crescent moon when she was salvaged from the water, and she looked like a fairy at this time.

The mourning hall is located in the northwest corner of the garden, which was originally a flower garden, and the flower garden is idle this season, so Jiang Shangshu set up his daughter's mourning hall here.

Although I don't know where my young lady got the confidence, Jiang Ziyan's words are correct.

The crescent moon grabbed the candle in front of the coffin and set fire everywhere in the mourning hall.

It was originally a mourning hall built of cloth, and it was full of candles and burning paper, plus coffins, all of which were flammable, and they would be on fire for a while.

Jiang Ziyan, a special forces military doctor, and his comrades-in-arms surrounded a group of drug dealers to the primeval forest, and the desperate drug dealers pulled the bombs on their bodies and woke up and arrived here.

I have watched a lot of time-traveling dramas, but I didn't expect that I would one day travel to an inexplicable place.

Others either crossed into concubines or princesses, and they poured mold for eight lifetimes and wore them into a coffin.

As soon as I opened my eyes, someone came to look for bad luck, and the tiger was not powerful, when I was a sick cat.