The cold wind blew, a few fallen leaves swayed and fell, and a sad cry shook the sky,

"Yao'er, why did you go like this, how did you let your aunt live, how did you let your father live, how did you let the white-haired person send the black-haired person," a delicate and crisp girl next to her sounded: "Yes, sister, why are you so careless, how can you fall into the water?" Woo~Woo~Woo~ Blame my sister, blame my sister for not taking care of you..." A bunch of people knelt on the ground and cried along with the talking...

The man next to him didn't say anything, but his eyes were a little blood-red, but the clenched fists in his hands betrayed him...

Song Ningyao's long eyelashes lying on the ground moved, and when she heard a chaotic cry around her, she was noisy, and finally, the upset Song Ningyao opened her eyes with great difficulty, a pair of confused big eyes, blinking innocently, a goose-egg-like little face, a straight nose bridge, and a white cherry mouth, which should be extremely good-looking facial features that should be combined together, but the whole withered and yellow little face showed abnormal white; When people see this face, they only feel malnourished and weak, which has nothing to do with beauty.

His eyes circled around, "Strange, where is this?" Who are these people? ”

A little girl who was crying next to her was stunned, and suddenly forgot to cry, and her face was still covered with tears and snot, "Little... Small... Miss, Miss, "The little girl who stopped crying just now hugged Song Ningyao, who had just woken up, "Miss, are you a human being or a ghost?" I... I don't care, you are not allowed to leave if you are a human or a ghost, and if you want to go, you have to take the wind with you, woo woo... The slave maid will never leave the young lady again."

Everyone raised their heads when they heard the sound of the wind, and the chaotic sound stopped instantly, and the silence, and the sound of the needle falling to the ground could be heard very clearly; Song Ningyao saw it very clearly, except for the little maid holding herself, the others were all very loud, but they were all dry and thundering, not raining, and there was not a single tear.

In an instant, everyone ran and crawled, "Ah! Yes! Hell! "It's only been a few seconds, and there were a bunch of people around me, but now there are only a few,

Song Ningyao's mind suddenly stinged, a memory poured into her mind, and the moment the pain disappeared, Song Ningyao sorted out the memories in her mind, holding the little maid who cried more than herself was her personal maid, she grew up with herself since she was a child, she was loyal to herself, and often used her weak arms to protect herself when her aunt bullied her.

The man standing in front of him: Song Zhiwen, the father of the original owner, the master of this family, and the prime minister of this country, has always had a very strange attitude towards himself, ignoring it, Aunt Ren bullied herself and did not stop it, on the surface, in addition to the decent original owner of his father and daughter, but Song Ningyao didn't believe that as the prime minister of a country, he didn't know how his daughter was treated in private.

But looking at his excited expression and seemed to care about himself, Song Zhiwen: "Yao... Yao'er, ...... you" "Father, I'm not dead, disappointed?" Song Ningyao choked on water and said in a dumb voice; Song Zhiwen's body trembled, how could he feel that Yao'er was different.

A smell of urine came, "Ghost, ghost, don't come"

Song Ningyao turned her head and saw a young girl crawling on the ground, and the moment she climbed, she dragged out the water stains, Song Ningyao smiled and stood up, it turned out to be her sister-in-law, and it was her masterpiece that she would have come here, if it wasn't for her sister-in-law who pressed the original owner in the water and caused the original owner to drown, she might not have come here!

"Mother, mother save me" Song Jiao screamed, and a woman next to her said in a trembling voice: "Master, just now the doctor has obviously been diagnosed, saying that the eldest lady has choked, this... Is this something unclean? Or hire a Taoist priest? Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy, although it can be seen that there is still a trace of fear, but compared to her daughter, she is much calmer and calmer.

Song Jiao's biological mother is the daughter of the Imperial Doctor, the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lin, and their mother and daughter have abused the original owner in private for many years.

"Mother, find, find a Taoist priest, do it, let her be wiped out and never be born" Song Jiao said with a grim face, Song Zhiwen frowned and looked at his second daughter, Lin reacted instantly, master, Jiaojiao was frightened, worried that the eldest lady was being put on her body by something unclean and brought disaster to the Prime Minister's Mansion. The prime minister nodded, convinced.

"Oh, father, I'm standing here alive, and the doctor diagnoses me with a last breath? I just want to ask, father, obviously I was just choked by water to the point of coma but was said to be dead, I didn't even have a cure, it's not that my life is big, maybe I really died like this" Song Zhiwen was stunned, and the Lin family next to him spoke, "Nonsense, just now the doctor has carefully and clearly diagnosed the pulse, you are obviously out of breath"

"Huh, really? Ghosts don't have a shadow, can't you see them? Song Zhiwen tilted his body and saw the elongated shadow of this eldest daughter reflected on the ground, cold and arrogant and lonely, "This..."

"Father, ghost, she's a ghost, she's really dead, how could it be, how could it be..."Song Jiao dragged her urine-smelling body and hugged Song Zhiwen's trouser legs.

"Shut up, bastard, what kind of lady do you look like now? Okay, go back to your own yard to change and groom first, and then go to the front yard, go to the outside of the house to find a doctor to go to the eldest lady's yard to re-diagnose the eldest lady's pulse, and call the doctor in the house to the front yard Feng'er, help your young lady back to the yard, and take care of it" Song Zhiwen gave multiple orders in one breath, "Yes" Feng'er blessed her body and helped Song Ningyao back to the courtyard.

Song Ningyao, who was supported by Feng'er, let herself think about all this, she was obviously a person in the twenty-first century, and she was pushed into the sea by her sister and lost consciousness, how could she come to this strange world...

And just woke up and accidentally touched something hanging around my neck, it felt like a stone inside, I was wet but I didn't feel too cold, it seemed to be the temperature from this stone? Really, it feels confusing......