The flaming red dragon and phoenix candles are about to burn out, and the wax droplets condensed under the candlestick greet the morning sun shining through the cracks in the window, slightly white like a child's petite palm. The huge room, the dresser, the wardrobe, the table and chairs, the simple furnishings look cold and sad, and the woman wakes up leisurely on the bed in the southwest corner.

A fiery red pierced her eyelids, and the woman sat up suddenly, a piercing pain all over her body. I was obviously at the scene of the negotiation with the drug dealer, looking for an opportunity to rescue the hostage, and vaguely the drug dealer pulled the trigger of the pistol, and without thinking too much, she rushed to the hostage, she subconsciously touched her chest, and there was no gunshot wound.

What's going on? Her hands are tender and boneless, and her body is obviously not the body of a twenty-eight-year-old, this is a delicate and immature girl's body, oh my God! The bright red wedding dress wrapped around the unfamiliar body, making her feel like she was falling into a fog.

"Princess, are you awake? Slaves and maids will wait for you to change your clothes. The pink and tender little face, willow eyebrows, thin waist, and the antique bun swaying behind her, the little girl picked up the curtain and brought in a cold wind, which made the woman's body tremble slightly.

Princess, this strange title, is talking about herself, looking around, "Are you calling me?" ”

The basin that was just about to be put on the table fell to the ground, and the little maid opened her mouth wide, "Princess, the magpie knows that you are wronged, so when you got married yesterday, she was disheartened and begged for death." But princess, you just don't care about yourself, but also for the sake of the third aunt, the third aunt has been bullied all these years, and she has endured silently so that you can grow up safely, although it is not satisfactory now, after all, she has left that place. ”

"Diving? Coma? Get married? Princess? Did I cross over? She said to herself, "Give me the mirror." ”

The magpie handed over the bronze mirror, her black eyes flashed with a hint of puzzlement, the princess was somewhat cowardly when she was in the boudoir, and she never dared to speak loudly, and the strength of the moment just now made her seem to have an illusion.

The face under the bronze mirror is a little weak in the alienation, but it is also a beautiful embryo. Sure enough, it was crossed, the room was as silent as death, the magpie almost held its breath, and a fluttering voice poured into his ears, "Magpie, I have a headache, I can't seem to remember what happened before, can you tell me about it." The plot in the novel had to be used as a last resort, and the woman tried her best to pretend to have a headache and be depressed.

The magpie was surprised in his heart, and then thought about it, maybe it was the water that hurt his brain. In any case, the princess was calm and calm, which made the magpie's heart that had been flustered for a long time suddenly filled with joy, "The princess was originally the second lady Murong Qing'er of the Xiangye Mansion, and the third aunt was born with a gentle and graceful personality, and she was not favored by the master, but the third aunt and the concubine were sisters. ”

The magpie flickered, his face flushed, as if embarrassed," he continued. The woman's expression was calm and calm, and her voice was calm and steady, tepid.

"The prince of Jin was born to the queen, the younger brother of the prince, he had a strange disease since he was a child, his eyes could not see, his legs could not walk, and it happened that the eldest lady at the Hundred Flowers Banquet shined and won the title of the first talented woman, and the emperor gave marriage to the prince of Jin."

"You just called me Princess Jin, that is to say, the eldest lady and I exchanged sedan chairs, and she married into the Li Palace. Does my dad know? ”

"Ahh Miss, you remember, yesterday you committed suicide by jumping into the river for this, and the slave and maid were going to die in a hurry, in fact, Prince Li and the eldest lady had a personal affair for a long time, and once they were bumped into by the young lady, but the young lady chose to forbear. Prince Li favored the eldest lady, but failed to satisfy the vanity of the eldest lady, the princess has not yet been decided, and the lady thought of using this hundred flowers banquet to let the eldest lady win the approval of the prince in one fell swoop. Fortunately, God has long eyes and didn't let them succeed, miss, it's not easy for the third aunt, please, slave beg, please look away. The little girl is dedicated to protecting the Lord, and her pity is undisguised, and it can be seen that she treats herself sincerely.

Murong Qing'er? I want to be the same as my previous name, the heirs of the famous medical family in the 21st century, actually crossed the cliché, looking up, this new house is inevitably a little down, but it is like a firewood room that was packed out in a hurry, so as not to shelter, is it really to be at peace, eyes resentfully glanced out of the window.

Her eyes swept over the copper basin on the ground, the water stains were already frozen, a thin layer, sharp and angular, fragile and vulnerable, she pursed her lips and smiled, "Magpie, re-fetch water, I want to freshen up." ”

Qing'er opened the wardrobe and carefully selected a purple cloud satin coat, her hair was coiled up, she was studying medicine, the woman's face in the bronze mirror made her frown unhappily, her hand slowly covered the white neck, slowly moving upward, sure enough, this face can be described as exquisite, but it can't escape her control.

Sigh lightly, the original owner of this body is afraid that there is a reason to survive with this mask, such a face is already so beautiful that people can't leave it, what should the face under the skin be, she slowly lifted the face little by little, the previous self, is also a pretty beauty, compared with this face is still a world of difference, she stained the skin again, and guessed in her heart what kind of pain the original owner would have.

The day before, the wind was crisp, but as soon as noon arrived, the gray and orange curtain covered the dusty blue sky. Qing'er stood in the middle of the courtyard, contaminated with the cold and biting smell, the three thousand green silks scattered with the wind, and her fate was so simply rewritten, whether it was okay, if you could live, you should cherish it.

Her gaze stayed on the courtyard wall over the scattered weeds in the courtyard, the courtyard wall had long been ruined, because it was in disrepair and cracked, and it was only two meters high, and it was not difficult to climb over the wall, and she turned around and looked at the magpie, and the decisive decision was still a little hesitant.

For two days in a row, Murong Qing'er was not noisy or noisy, the winter of December was cold, there was not even a charcoal pot in the house, the magpie came in from outside, hurriedly put down the door curtain, and kept rubbing her frozen red hands, "Princess, today is the day of Guining, the prince is not in good health, and he can't accompany you back." But if she doesn't go back, the third aunt will be worried. These two days seem to be peaceful, but this is not the case at all, their master and servant's food, clothing, housing and transportation are all solved by themselves, steamed buns accompanied by pickles, with rice porridge that can be used as a mirror, barely satisfied. It seems that this King of Jin is calculating to let her fend for herself, but she can't do what he wants.

"Let's go, then." An inexplicable depression flashed in his heart, and his eyes swept over the magpie with a sad face.