The next day, Yun Xian felt bored, so she played the pipa to kill time.

As soon as I plucked the strings, I heard the palace people say outside the door: "Fengyi, His Highness wants you to go to the Cheng'en Palace." ”

She took the pipa and smiled leisurely: "Got it." ”

The Cheng'en Hall in the daylight is magnificent, but Yun Xian feels that this place is eerie and terrifying.

Yun Xian just twisted the thread, but caught a glimpse of her bracelet, "The bracelet on your wrist looks like hibiscus jade, such a pure color, you can't find a few pieces in the palace." She just mentioned it casually, and there was no harsh rebuke in her words.

Gong said: "The slave knows that he is wrong. ”

"Wrongdoing? You know you're wrong, but I don't know where that thing came from. "Yun Xian focuses on embroidery.

She said fearfully: "Slave, slave just lost his mind for a while, and took away the jade bracelet on a few cases, and the slave was silent when he saw that there was no one next to him." ”

"So, you are stealing, the palace strictly prohibits the palace people from hiding tribute, the jade bracelet is a precious thing for the nobles at a glance, if the nobles track it down, the matter is revealed, I can't protect you." Yun Xian said coldly.

She didn't want to be affected by a palace maid.

"You've been with me for a few months, and I'm not as gracious as the others, but it's not bad. Now you are stealing and swaggering, are you trying to frame me? ”

"The slave doesn't dare, the slave just looks good...... So, that's why ......" palace people are still tight-lipped.

Yun Xian grabbed her wrist, "Everyone knows that the bracelet belongs to the prince, and he is worried that he can't find it, so it's good for you to send it to the door yourself." ”

"The slave sees the wealth, the slave sees the wealth, please forgive." The palace people knelt down and begged for mercy.

"You say, 'How did you get it from the prince?' As far as I know, you don't leave the ground."

The sunlight shone on her face, and Xu Zhaodi slowly opened her eyes. She hadn't opened her eyes for a long time, and she didn't expect her to be able to open them.

"Wake up, wake up." Who is this man?

I didn't expect the world to be like this after death. Wrong! She's alive! Zhao Di thought that she would be able to ascend to heaven with peace of mind, but she didn't expect feng shui to take turns, and she actually waited for the day when she opened her eyes. I can't believe she's alive again.

"Hey, my head hurts." She squinted, and the person in front of her appeared to be a woman.

Zhao Di can be said to be crying or laughing, full of surprise and helplessness.

After the body cooled down, "I really came back to life." "The back of the hand is warm, the blood vessels in the neck can feel the pulse, and the vital signs are still there.

Zhao Di tried to move her hand, so she saw that this hand was white and clean, without any traces of work, but like a slender jade finger that has been pampered and maintained all year round. She had a hideous scar on her left hand, but this body didn't. It is hard to imagine that the price of her rebirth was to be reborn in someone else.

"Wait, this, this is not my body! Is it a mistake, just let me get on someone else's body? ”

It's useless to collapse again, everything has already come true.

She Xu Zhaodi, an ordinary college student, actually dressed as a lady. I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. But it's not so much a rebirth as a crossing. It didn't take her long to realize that this was not the beginning of the twenty-first century at all.

In the small building behind, there are finely carved Momofuku (bat) windows, and there is still window paper pasted on them. The window was ajar, and the fluttering green veil could be faintly seen. Zhao Di could see that she had dreamed of living in such a Yajuli. However, wearing it on other people's daughters like this and occupying other people's bodies, she was more or less reluctant to go.

"Alas, could it be that I am going to live a life of the ancients in this dynasty? It's too hard for a strong man. ”

Could it be that the daughter of this family has passed away? Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to wear it to a good person.

"Well, unless I hang up, I won't be able to wear it back." She sighed. "Forget it, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills. It's better to live well, both for me and for her. ”

Zhao Di can only figure out the world, just like acting. Study the background, plot, characters, and more. And the role she plays seems to be a person with status and status.

Looking around, the room behind him should be the east wing room according to the orientation, obviously for the younger generation. The main house on the other side must be for the lord and wife to live, and according to their own understanding, the place where they live will not be in the main hall, but will live in the side room.

This boxy courtyard seems to be the courtyard house of old Beijing.

She was busy looking at the clothes she was wearing, a short jacket and a horse-faced skirt. There are also double buns on both sides, this is a double bun.

Zhao Di was messy in an instant, this seems to be the Ming Dynasty five or six hundred years ago! It's over, and she may not even understand the words now. The devil knows what the accent was like in those days.

She couldn't help but cover her face, how could she live here.

"Calm, calm. But she doesn't look like a girl. The clothes on his body are embroidered, as if they are from Hangluo, and they are light and cool to wear. It also testified that the identity of this body was not ordinary. ”

Zhao Di's head hurt again, and she touched the back of her head, which was a little wet.

"There were very shallow blood marks on it, and it seemed to be an incomplete wound, obviously from a recent period. This man had been attacked. ”

In ancient times, the girl didn't go out of the door, but she could be hit in the back of the head, and she didn't want to feel incredible. Since she wore it on this girl's body, then she will avenge her and arrest the real murderer.

Suddenly, someone patted her behind her, "The girl is still sitting here?" There was an accent in the conversation, but luckily she could understand it.

The person who came was dressed like a girl. She has fair skin and slightly freckles on her cheeks. He had a shiny hair, a green satin robe, and a sweat towel around his waist. It seems that the family's economic level is not bad, and it must be a big family.

Zhao Di asked, "Who are you?" The taste in her voice was exactly the same as that girl's.

"You! Girl, you've spoken! Hello! I'll go tell my lord and my wife. ”

Why does this scene seem familiar? I seem to have seen it in some costume drama.

Zhao Di ignored the superfluous thoughts and pulled her. "Tell me, what's your name? So what am I called? I had a big dream and forgot everything I should remember. "She wasn't going to be unprepared to meet the lord and wife she was talking about.

The girl said: "My name is Cheng Bi, look at Cheng Bi of Zhu Chengbi, this is still the name that the girl gave me." You accidentally fell into the water and forgot about it. ”

Looking at Zhu Chengbi's thoughts, the owner of this body is not a famous flower? However, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, where talented women frequently appeared, it was nothing to be able to chant a few Tang poems. But what happened next was quite worrying to her, the girl lost consciousness because she fell into the water. was beaten and fell into the water, and it was inferred that this girl Yanying was hit in the back and then pushed into the water. Who has a deep hatred for her?

However, it seems that Cheng Bi does not know the inside story of falling into the water.

Zhao Di asked, "Then what is my name?" ”

"Miss Xu's honorific name is Yanying. The inkstone of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and the side jade ying. Listening to Cheng Bi's words, I think this girl should be literate.

The inkstone and the beautiful stone are still stubborn stones in the final analysis. But it sounds good, but it just bumped into Yan Ying's name.

"Hmm. So who are my parents? ”

Not surprisingly, the lord and wife of this family are her parents, and no matter how bad they are, they are also uncles and aunts.

Cheng Bi said: "I'm a subordinate who doesn't dare to talk nonsense." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Zhao Di recited a vernacular.

Cheng Bi seemed to be afraid that the wall had ears, so she only whispered in her ear: "The master is the son of Xu Gong, the servant of the Marquis Department of Donghai County, and he is currently the son of the country's priest wine." The wife is the eldest daughter of the Marquis Huagong of Jingyuan. ”

My luck is really good, there is a super marquis at home. Daddy Guozi is the priest of wine, and in modern times, he is the principal of the highest university and the minister of education. In modern society, she can't reach the highest university, but she didn't expect to be able to receive education from the highest university at this time, yes, it's really good.

She didn't know how long it had been in this dream, but the light that came out of the leaves seemed to indicate the eternity of nature. That's right, she felt like she was like the gravel when she existed as a soul. I am the perspective, just a pair of eyes looking at the world with empty eyes.

Soul, yes, just soul. She was in a car accident when she was a sophomore and never woke up.

should introduce herself, her name is Xu Zhaodi, a student at Zhongji University. It's a mediocre and boring person. Nothing but meditation. I just want to live a plain life, or sleep at home in peace. But God gave her something special, which was a car accident that turned her into a vegetative state.

In the middle of the night, she can haunt the hospital as a geist. It's just looking down at the deep corridor, or perched somewhere, anyway, it's constantly drifting, and there's no place to go. However, as her vital signs faded and her soul slept for longer and longer, she sometimes felt like she was about to die. She had long been ready to die, and even wanted to see the black and white impermanence of the underworld.

Boarding the plane, Fu Heng leaned back in the chair and felt a deep sleepiness hit him.

This feeling has been going on for a long time, since he was suffering from delusion.

"Hello, can you let me in?"

He could hear the kind mother tongue here, so he cheered up and looked at the source of the voice.

It turned out that it was the last person to arrive at the gate that summer, and it seemed that they would spend more than a dozen hours together.

Fu Heng said, "Please." ”

"It's a blessing to meet fellow countrymen in a faraway land."

His voice is very soft, and it can even be said that it is branded as hypnotic. Whenever Fu Heng heard such a voice, he would fall asleep. But the voice was unexpectedly familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, so he listened intently.

Fu Heng smiled: "It's a pity that I have been deceived more than once by people who claim to be my fellow villagers. ”

The man was still easy-going, and even more so with his words, "Really? Do you think this time is the same? ”

"Maybe."

Fu Heng looked at him curiously, but most of his face was covered by a high collar, and only a pair of clear eyes could be seen.

The man simply said, "Instead of deceiving the past, it is better to look back." ”

"You look like a philosopher."

He said self-deprecatingly, "Me? I'm just a fortune teller. He took out three more copper coins from his pocket, "I'm also unemployed anyway, so I might as well give them to you." ”

How did that man know that Fu Heng was unemployed?

Fu Heng was fired three months ago because he was haunted by hallucinations, and he fell from a promising director to the bottom of his life. Unexpectedly, the news of his illness quickly spread in the industry, and he had to start again in a different place, so he chose to return to his hometown where he didn't want to go back at all.

"What do you think of your hometown?"

Fu Heng said lightly: "A desolate, silent place full of tragedy. ”

He said, "Even so, you still love it." Even if it's a place that has been wiped out in the flames of war. ”

"It's time to go back."

After Fu Heng said this, he fell into a deep sleep.

After the lights went out, darkness enveloped the plane, gradually swallowing up the faint light.

Unlike the hallucinations that often disturb him, his dreams are always empty and have no content. But this time he really saw the ghosts rushing in his face, and countless ghosts came to intrude on his dreams.

Fu Heng woke up in an instant.

"What's wrong with you?"

He groaned, "Ahhhh

As if to wake up the man, he only asked, "Nightmare?" ”

Fu Heng nodded at him, "Hmm." ”

The man took a talisman, "You might as well try this." ”

"It's ......"

"Just take it as a comfort, it's useless." The man said casually.

Although Fu Heng is not superstitious, he is really a little overwhelmed when he suddenly gets a talisman.

"Okay, thanks."

As soon as his hand touched the rune paper, he felt a chill hit his fingertips. Coldly, he shuddered suddenly. "It's fine, it's just, no, it's nothing." He couldn't say he was hallucinating.

When Feng Wan saw his grandmother, the tears in his eyes condensed on his eyelashes, and he had to swallow his sorrow.

The Empress Dowager said lovingly: "In addition to Rong Niang, that is, you are the most comfortable to serve the mourning family." She turned to Feng Guan again and said kindly: "This child is becoming more and more beautiful, and he is different in terms of charm." She stretched out her hand, "Come, let my grandmother see." ”

Feng Wan walked over dignifiedly, and she stared at her grandmother carefully. The Empress Dowager's face when she was young can still be traced, and her face is only carved by age. She is like a mother. Feng Wan could imagine her abundance back then: slender figure, beautiful appearance, holding a rhombus fan, waiting for Gaozu by the Luoshui River. It seems that she can still be seen waiting for her pillow person in the Penglai Palace. But that was all in the past, and her husband and son went into the underworld, and after several springs and autumns, they gradually drifted away from them. She can only drag her aging body to continue to live under the care of the imperial doctor.

She is willing to use her hands to wipe away the scars of time on her face, hoping to restore the charm of the past. See the young and beautiful Qianying who dominates the harem. Although the gods did not give her that ability, beauty never fades. He writes a history of the day, and will definitely leave a beautiful trace for his grandmother.