"Lady, lady wake up!" The old woman's voice was hoarse and crying, "Ancestor bless, the lady has finally woken up!" ”

Ming Yi opened her eyes, only to feel a splitting headache, and wanted to support her body, only to find that the pain was not only in her head, but also in her right hand and arm, which made her scream. It hurt so much that she couldn't doubt that she was in a dream.

"It's okay if the lady is okay, it's okay if it's okay." The old woman in white was in tears and wanted to help her up, but when she saw that her arm was red and swollen, she couldn't do anything, so she only wanted to cry.

Mingyi couldn't sit up, so she had to lie down and look around.

The wooden bed she had seen in the museum, the strange dress of the old woman in front of her, the tall oil lampstand, if she hadn't been tricked, she would have almost certainly crossed over.

This is not what makes her the most desperate, the most tragic thing is that looking at the situation in this room, there are no carved beams and paintings, no gold and jade Langhuan, she definitely does not wear any palace, and even a rich and noble family is not counted.

The old woman was still crying: "It's a blessing that the lady is alive, but pity your grandfather...... The three generations of gleaning are over......"

Mingyi didn't know what to call the old woman in front of her, speculating that she was so sad, it should be her mother, she hesitated, and opened her mouth to say, "Mother......"

Unexpectedly, this sentence caused the old woman to cry again: "The lady is too hard, she was born without the love of her mother, and she has no husband before she gets married, and now her grandfather is gone." Fortunately, the lady has a spirit in the sky, and the lady is fine......"

The old woman just cried and said, Mingyi felt that it was she who should cry.

After graduating from a famous university for nearly ten years, the vice president of the company thought that he was glorifying his ancestors, but he didn't expect to wake up with nothing and was thrown to an unknown year and month. is still a fatherless and motherless husband who killed her husband's life, I really don't know what evil has been done. Is he destined to be a lone star wherever he goes?

It's useless to complain, and it's imperative to find out more about your situation.

Mingyi's mind flashed with limited "crossing common sense", and when the old woman took a breath, she held her head: "My head hurts, who am I...... I can't remember anything. ”

The old woman wiped her tears with her sleeve: "The lady escaped death, I'm afraid that I bumped into something in a hurry, and I can't remember it for a while, I have asked Lianshan to find a doctor." It's also a loss to Lianshan, and the lady was carried out in the fire, and it was not in vain for our Feng family to raise him......"

It seems that this old woman is still a chatter, Ming Yi rolled her eyes, and finally got some information, her surname is Feng, and Lianshan should be a servant of the family. At least, I can afford to have one or two servants.

One more important thing! Mingyi remembered that she escaped from the fire, if she burned her face, it would be really miserable, not to mention, I don't know what she would look like when she passed through, if it was a dominatrix, then all the romantic scenes would be in vain. There shouldn't be mirrors here...... Ming Yi interrupted the old woman's nagging: "That...... Can you bring a basin of water? I want to wash up ......."

The old woman was also clever, and took out a delicate bronze jian from behind the bed: "Don't worry, the child is very careful, and knows that the lady is nervous. ”

Ming Yi vaguely saw her appearance from the bronze book held by the old woman, no fright, no surprise, still that familiar face, inexplicably a little disappointed. It wasn't just soul piercing...... Without makeup, I can't hide my haggardness, and even my age doesn't seem to have changed much, if it was in ancient times, it would be a big leftover.

The old woman muttered that she was going to make porridge, and Mingyi also felt very tired, closed her eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

"Ming Niangzi is no longer in trouble, and in this chaos, it is inevitable that she will have abnormal thinking. Careful recuperation, according to this prescription three times a day, the residue is used for external application, and it can be recovered in a few days. As for the senses, don't force them, don't force them......" said an old voice.

Ming Yi didn't wake up, frowned and opened his eyes, and saw an old man in gray clothes and white hair and back walking out, and a plain white man was behind the old man for a long time and sent him out.

Hearing the soft sound of the quilt, the man hurriedly ran over and knelt on the edge of the bed: "The lady is awake?" Aunt Wu boiled medicine for her mother. If the lady has something, just tell Lianshan. ”

It turned out that he was Lianshan...... Close enough to feel his breathing. Ming Yi felt that her face was hot, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her face, and sure enough, her palms were about to ignite. I look down on myself in my heart, is it because I haven't smelled a man for too long?

Mingyi quickly forgave herself. The kid in front of him is really, so good-looking. It's not wrong to say that he's a child, he looks like he's only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he's probably a senior in high school in modern times. Being young is really invincible, full of collagen, and pores are hard to see. It's not very white, about the sake of working outdoors, but it still looks clean.

The small face without bones, deep double eyelids, the shape of the eyes is like a fish in ink, slightly drooping, and the corners of the eyes are like a little uplifted, with clear and sincere water spirit eyes, the eyes are light, there is an instant like amber, and there is some crystal transparency at the silkworm. There is some crampedness between the thick eyebrows, and a little melancholy is added for no reason, which makes people feel distressed. The nose is straight and small, and the clear middle is a petal-like lips, the lip line has been drawn in general, the upper lip is slightly upturned, the lower lip is just the right thickness, and the corners of the mouth are a little hooked, echoing the corners of the eyes.

Ming Yi was a little distracted, and she didn't dare to look at his lips more, she was so beautiful, so beautiful that she wanted to taste it.

With the sturdy figure given by the labor, although it is not very tall, about 1.75 meters, it is well-proportioned, with long hands and long legs, judging from the exposed wrists, the standard dress looks thin and undressed. is already so beautiful, but what is even worse is that the vegetarian looks more and more refined, tsk, it is simply unbearable, both men and women eat!

Lian Shan saw Ming Yi's exposed arms because he raised his hand to cover his face, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and his little face was about to squeeze out Huang Lianshui, that look, Ming Yi forgot the pain in his hand, but felt sorry for him.

While feeling distressed, Ming Yi was thinking nonsense, not knowing what the relationship between the little Zhengtai in front of him and his own physical body was. Is it a plaything in the boudoir? The hostess of the year of the tiger and the wolf and the little fresh meat, can something not happen? It's a little exciting to think about......

Lian Shan was stunned when he saw his master, and tears fell directly: "Don't worry, the lady must not worry, it will hurt more after the anesthetic, and the doctor said that the injury on his hand will slowly heal...... It's all to blame that Lianshan is useless, and he failed to protect the lady well. ”

Only then did Ming Yi notice the large burns on his arm, which was terrible. It turned out that I used anesthetic, and I don't know if the anesthetic at this time will have side effects, so I can't take care of it. The most afraid is to leave terrible scars, how to see people! But seeing Lianshan blaming himself so much, he couldn't bear to say anything, but comforted: "It doesn't hurt, it's okay." Just keep it well. You know I don't remember anything, so come and tell me about my family. What do I do, and who else is in the family. ”

Lian Shan wiped his tears and came one by one.

Mingyi slowly digested the information.

Her current name is Feng Mingyi, born in the third year of Changqing, and now she is in the second year of junior high school, she is already twenty-seven, others are called Ming Niangzi, capable and spicy, and she is not married. In addition, what Aunt Wu said just now, it should be time to marry her fiancé. Although she doesn't know much about history, she can probably know that this is the late Tang Dynasty.

Shijingfang is the property of the Feng family, which produces and sells rouge gouache, and has a good reputation in Chang'an. Including a small shop in Dongshi and a large mansion in Xinchangfang, not far from Dongshi. It's not a rich family, but it's far better than the farming people. The inner house lived the father and daughter of the Feng family and the housekeeper Aunt Wu, and the domestic servant Lianshan lived in the gatehouse. The front yard is a factory that makes rouge gouache. The backyard is a warehouse, and there are four female workers in the gleaning workshop, and there is a back door to enter and exit.

The fire started from the inner house, Mingyi's father Feng Sihai, she should be called Grandpa in the Tang Dynasty, buried in the sea of fire, and the bones remained. Lianshan enters from the front yard to rescue Mingyi. Workers scattered through the back door, and even some took away the goods by fire, but none of them returned. And Aunt Wu because her daughter is about to give birth, and her son-in-law has not returned from business, she has recently returned to her daughter's house for the night and escaped this difficulty.

Mingyi, now Mingyi was stunned in his heart: "How is the fire?" What about warehouses? ”

Lian Shan bit his lower lip, as if he was extremely distressed: "There is no goods left, and more than half of the house has collapsed, making it uninhabitable." Fortunately, we still have some stock and copper coins in the shop, otherwise the mourning hall would not have been built. ”

Now, Aunt Wu took Mingyi to her daughter's house to take care of her, and went to squeeze in one room with her daughter. Lian Shan guarded the old mansion and lived in the ruins of the half-collapsed gatehouse.

Mingyi still wanted to talk to Xiao Xianrou again, so Aunt Wu brought clear porridge and medicinal soup and served her to drink.

The medicine is bitter, but it is not as bitter as Mingyi's state of mind at this time. People are old and yellow, have no father and no mother, and what is even worse is that the money is gone. I thought that in modern times, it was miserable enough that her parents were divorced and no one cared about her families, but at least at that time she still received a good monthly salary and had her own apartment.

She sighed, after so many years of independence, how could she waste time in meaningless self-pity.

There is no choice, since fate has thrown her here, there may be a huge prize waiting for her at the end of her bad luck. Self-soothing has always been her forte.

The days still have to pass, and she has to find her own way of life in Chang'an in the late Tang Dynasty!

After another good night's sleep, Ming Yi felt his body slowly wake up, as if his soul was gradually getting used to this body. The sense of smell returned, and the bed had a greasy smell mixed with inferior incense and a strong smell of Chinese medicine, which was disgusting. The pain returned, worse than before, and there seemed to be a fire burning in the arm. The heat also returned, the cicadas were noisy outside, sweat on the forehead, and there was some itching on the face. It seems that it is the height of summer.

She really wants to be able to laugh and face this rare adventure, like the heroine of a time-traveling drama on TV, to face the surprise of love. It's a pity that she is no longer in her early twenties, not in modern times, and not after the crossing. Money, beauty, youth, love, and family affection have nothing to do with her.

Cry? This word has nothing to do with her. After so many years of working alone, she can deal with customers, salty and wet bosses, scheming colleagues, and rogue peers. Leaking water pipes, spilling by neighbors, hooligans on night roads, country robbers, she is no longer surprised. The female devil with full EQ has long been sewn up by herself with a strong tear gland.

Even when she thought of Qiu Zhi, what came to her heart was not sadness and longing, but an inexplicable ease and a hint of revenge - she wanted to disappear countless times to see if Qiu Zhi would be sad and worried about her. In this relationship, they are both too tired.

The only softness is there. Ming Yi never missed Hong Yilai so eagerly. I have been a sister for many years, and I am already the same as my family.

Thinking about it, her heart sank suddenly, if she guessed correctly, it was the scene of the hotel fire and the fire in the gleaning workshop that produced some ghost magnetic field that made her come through. Perhaps, her current shell is dead, so that her soul can be reborn here. What about Hong Yi and Qiao Yin? The three of them were in the same room, and they were all drunk, and they couldn't help themselves.

Now I can only pray that the two of them can have this adventure, no matter what time and space they go, just live. But how slim this hope is, Mingyi himself can't believe it. The hotter my hands are, the cooler my heart becomes, my face is a little itchy, and I don't know if it's tears or sweat.