Pray Shun Dynasty, late July, outside the northern castle of Kyoto.

After a light rain, the fields of Partridge Village are all after the rain, and the roads paved with fine sand and stone are a little muddy. Under the gazebo at the entrance of the village, a woman was lying on the ground in a trance, and a piece of moldy dough was thrown beside her.

After dark, a son on horseback came up on the official road at the head of the village, and after entering the village, he was soon accompanied by the old village chief all the way to the outside of this pavilion.

The grass outside the pavilion was dense and long, covering most of the woman's figure, and after eating the piece of bread, the woman lay here without moving.

The young boy stood outside the grass for a long time, and several times he tried to raise his feet to come in but gave up.

After the old village chief sighed, he went back to the village first.

"Yue'er will soon marry Princess Fu, I will send her to Beijing to get married, Dad let me come to see you," After the old village chief left, the young man said to the woman in the wild grass, "Dad said that you are Yue'er's biological mother after all, and you should know about her marriage." ”

The woman lay silently in the grass.

"An Jinxiu," the young man suddenly became angry again, and said to the woman fiercely, "Why would a woman like you give birth to our brother and sister?!" Why aren't you dead today?! ”

The young man turned and walked away quickly, running away without even looking back, and if he could, he would rather he hadn't been here.

The rain fell again after the boy left, and the woman called An Jinxiu by the boy crawled out of the wild grass, her long yellow hair was draped over the face hidden under the long hair, and only the whimper sound similar to that of a wild dog came out of her mouth, revealing the fact that the woman had gone crazy.

Why not die yet?

The blood under his body mixed with the rain flowed all over the ground, how many people in the world would care about the death of a crazy woman?

So An Jinxiu was found long after her death, she died in an abandoned house at the head of the village, and her body had been eaten by maggots, rats and ants, and turned into white bones, before being found by a few children who ran into the abandoned house.

The frightened children screamed and fled, and after a while the peasants of the village came in and saw the white bones in the dead grass, and then they believed that the children were not lying.

After a moment of consternation, a woman spat at the white bone and scolded, "This poisonous woman is finally dead!" ”

By the time the old village chief arrived, An Jinxiu's bones had already been scattered, scattered in a pile of dead grass, which looked a little desolate. "Stop!" The old village chief shouted again and again to stop the villagers who wanted to set fire to An Jinxiu's bones and burn them.

"Uncle, do you want to bury the corpse of such a person?" A young descendant glared and asked the old village chief.

"Alas!" The old village chief sighed, "People are dead and in debt, so bury it." ”

"I don't want to bury this poisonous woman!" The peasants shouted.

The old village chief's voice was suppressed by the scolding of the peasants, looking at the white bones in the dry grass, thinking of An Jinxiu, the old village chief actually had a look of disdain. Although people are in debt, but An Jinxiu, a woman, whether she can really repay her evil debts after she dies, the old village chief doesn't know.

An Jinxiu, the concubine of An Taishi of the dynasty, married the Shangguan general of the dynasty at the age of sixteen, but she wanted to tie up with the fifth prince of the year, and now the saint Bai Chengze. No one knows how many lovers An Jinxiu has, and no one knows how much An Jinxiu has participated in, how many people he has harmed, and how many people's blood has been stained on his hands in the royal prince's seizure of heirs and fratricide. A forsaken woman whose husband forsaken and whose children did not recognize her; a poisonous woman who tries to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix to the chaos of the dynasty; The sinners who made Xunyang An's family lose face, these are the crimes of Mingzong Bai Chengze who denounced An Jinxiu in public after he ascended the throne. Since the founding of the Qishun Dynasty, no woman has been able to fall so much notoriety as An Jinxiu.

"She has been begging for food with us for three years, and she has been crazy for three years," the old village chief waited for everyone to finish scolding, and then forced the disgust in his heart and persuaded the villagers, "Is it also a punishment?" ”

The peasants stopped talking for a while, An Jinxiu begged for food here for three years, they beat and scolded this poisonous woman on weekdays, and it was not once or twice to make fun of this crazy woman, and this woman was actually pitiful in the end.

"Are you all pitying her?" A peasant soon cried out, "As the old saying goes, there must be something hateful about the wretched!" When this woman framed Zhongliang in the capital, she should have been thundered by the sky! ”

A torch was dropped on Sen Sen's bones.

On the wall of the ruined house, there is a painting with cobwebs, in which Master Guanyin looks at the flames burning in front of him with a smile.

An's poisonous woman died.

The news soon spread through the streets of the Qishun Dynasty.

The emperor in the imperial palace lost his mind for a moment, and the ink dripped from the tip of the pen, staining the edict after the establishment of a piece of paper.

The general in the border guard's mansion stood in the courtyard, and the fragrant autumn laurel in the courtyard was the same as when An Jinxiu married him, and it seemed to be still reminding him of the events of the year, but An Jinxiu, a woman, died.

On the Wangxiang platform of Huangquan, An Jinxiu quietly watched the scene of her bones turning into ashes over and over again, and she was even in the mood to watch the sunlight slip into the room through the flowers of the wooden window.

fell in love with the fifth prince Bai Chengze, but married the illiterate Shangguan Yong, the beginning of all the sins seems to be just because of her unwillingness, just because she is a concubine, so her eldest sister can marry the prince, and her sister-in-law can marry the prime minister's daughter-in-law, but she can only marry a man who has a broken appearance and is vulgar and can't even read a word, just because this person saved his father.

"There is no way to repay the grace of saving lives, knowing that it is not easy for the husband to ask for a wife, so he repays this great favor with a daughter in the family."

When the words of the imperial master An Taishi, it determined An Jinxiu's life. It was ridiculous to think about it at the time, but it's sad to think about it now.

The fifth prince Bai Chengze is handsome and unparalleled, but what about both civil and military? How many sweet words, and which one came true in the end? She gave her heart to him, gave him advice, framed Zhongliang for him, stole the talisman in her husband's hand for him, helped him mutiny and washed the entire capital, and helped him become the master of the world? There are three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem, where is her place? Bai Chengze is the emperor who reigns over the world, while An Jinxiu is a poisonous woman who causes chaos and does not abide by women's morals.

Husband Shangguan Yong doesn't know poetry and books, so what if he doesn't understand the style? Now that I think about it, in fact, only this man has used her sincerely. And that pair of children, just An Jinxiu shook her head, just begging them to forget her. Her life was a big mistake, and she couldn't blame others.

After taking one last look at the world, An Jinxiu turned around, the Huangquan Difu was dark and silent, and a sinner like her didn't know how many years she would sink here. A few pieces of white paper money suddenly appeared at An Jinxiu's feet. An Jinxiu turned to look at the world again, and she saw Shangguan Yong.

Shangguan Yong lowered his head and burned the paper money, An Jinxiu, a woman, made him unpeaceful when he was alive, and he was still unpeaceful when he died. He can't forget the amazement this woman gave him when he lifted the mandarin duck red lid when he got married, and he couldn't forget the cold eyes and impatient look of this woman when she looked at him, and the madness of this woman when she was finally abandoned by the new emperor.

"If we hadn't married a couple, if you had married the saint in the first place, maybe you wouldn't have ended up where you are today," Shangguan Yong said to the burning fire, "I have been poor since I was a child, and I have no money to study, how can I become the kind of person you like?" Jinxiu, in the next life, you will be a good man, don't trust the wrong person again, and don't meet a husband like me who doesn't like you again. ”

The paper money burned to ashes in the fire and scattered in the wind.

Shangguan Yong finally threw a red rope into the fire, as if it was like this, it really burned the marriage between him and An Jinxiu, a woman who is as beautiful as a flower in the world's mouth, but has a heart like a snake and scorpion.

An Jinxiu on the Wangxiang platform hid her face and wept,

"Why are you crying?" A woman's voice sounded, and An Jinxiu asked lightly.

"I did something wrong when I was alive," Ms. Ahn cried.

"Then you regret it now?"

"It's a big mistake, I just found out that a person is good," An Jinxiu's tears wet the placket of his clothes, "Why do you say I'm so stupid?" Can't see through people's hearts? ”

"Alas!" In the vain, the woman who spoke sighed.

An Jinxiu walked to the bottom of the Wangxiang platform, muttering to herself, "I can't go back,......

"You go to Nai He Bridge," the woman suddenly said to An Jinxiu again, "just remember not to drink Meng Po soup." ”

However, at the head of the bridge, the white-haired Meng Po looked at An Jinxiu and sighed, "Don't you really forget the past?" ”

An Jinxiu nodded.

"Let's go," Meng Po pointed out the way to An Jinxiu.

An Jinxiu's figure disappeared at the head of the bridge.

"Why did the Bodhisattva want her to suffer again?" Meng Po asked the people who were hidden in the vanity.

No one answered Meng Po's words.

I don't want to forget, is it a concern, or is it unwilling? Meng Po handed the soup bowl in her hand to the ghost who walked in front of her, and said, "It's another life here, so let's do it yourself." ”

This is another life, so what if this is a lifetime of restarting?

However, a flower on the other side of the bridge floated by, the flower bloomed for a thousand years, and the leaves were born for a thousand years, Meng Po remembered that today is the day when the flowers on the other side of the underworld bloom and fall.

When he opened his eyes, the candlelight in the room was faint, and An Jinxiu looked at the embroidery frame in front of him in a daze, and half of the five-colored flowers were embroidered on the shelf, which made An Jinxiu in a trance. Didn't she reincarnate to pay off the debts of her previous life? Why not sit in front of this embroidery frame instead of being in the woman's delivery room? This embroidery frame, this room, this clothes, An Jinxiu rushed to the bronze mirror.

The twenty-eight-year-old girl in the mirror has a frightened face, but her face is like a hibiscus, and she has a superior appearance.

An Jinxiu stroked her face over and over again, the embroidery needle in her hand pierced her hand, and the bright red blood dripped down drop by drop, dyeing her face red. In the end, the embroidery needle was deeply pierced into An Jinxiu's fingers, and after the pain of ten fingers and heart swept through the whole body, An Jinxiu was sure that she was not dreaming on Huangquan Road, she was really back, and before she married Shangguan Yong, she had made a big mistake in her life again.

An Jinxiu didn't know how long she had been crying in front of the bronze mirror, the lights on the candlestick burned out, the sky was bright, after the night passed, An Jinxiu cried with red eyes, as if she was going to start over, all the tears in this life were gone.

"Second Miss, what's wrong with you?!" The astonishment from behind him made An Jinxiu stop crying, and slowly looked back to see that it was her personal maid Purple Mandarin.

Zi Yuan has been serving by An Jinxiu's side since she was a child, and she has never seen the second miss of the An family, who has always been arrogant, shed tears, the little girl is two years younger than An Jinxiu, looking at An Jinxiu's eyes are red and tear-stained, Zi Yuan is dumbfounded, and she doesn't dare to move when she stands.

"It's okay," An Jinxiu wiped her face with the back of her hand, "Don't be afraid." ”

Purple Mandarin cautiously walked up to An Jinxiu and asked, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I suddenly wanted to cry, so I cried," An Jinxiu said and looked at the bronze mirror in front of her, and suddenly laughed again, isn't this better than paying off her debts in the next life? Let her be a good An Jinxiu for a lifetime, no longer make mistakes, no longer let greed blind her mind, and only be Shangguan Yong's wife.

"Miss," the purple duck whispered, "are you not satisfied with the family affair that the master has set for you?" ”

"What day is it?" An Jinxiu asked.

"Huh?" Purple Mandarin thought for a while and said, "Today is not a big day." ”

"I said years," An Jinxiu said, her nails pinched in the palm of her hand, but she didn't feel pain, it turned out that her relationship with Shangguan Yong had been decided at this time.

"On the ninth day of the seventh month of the twenty-seventh year of Wende," said Zi Yuan, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

On the ninth day of the seventh month of the twenty-seventh year of Wende, An Jinxiu thought back to her previous life, and she was going to marry Shangguan Yong in January. The debt to this man made An Jinxiu want to see Shangguan Yong immediately, but she had to wait for this month.

"Miss, your hand?!" At this time, Zi Yuan found An Jinxiu's injured hand and screamed again.

"It's out of the way," An Jinxiu glanced down at her bloody right hand and hid it in her sleeve, "I was pricked with a needle while embroidering last night." ”

"I'll go find the big butler and ask him to ask the doctor to come," the purple duck turned and ran out.

"No need," An Jinxiu called Zi Yuan, "I'll just wrap it myself, you are so frizzy, how can I take you out of the house?" ”

After listening to An Jinxiu's words, Zi Yuan froze again, "Miss, are you willing to marry that Shangguan Martial Artist?" ”

"What Shangguan Takeo?" An Jinxiu's face sank, "He's also a general, don't talk nonsense." ”

"That's what the eldest young master and they all call it," Zi Yuan walked back to An Jinxiu, "Miss yesterday too," Zi Yuan glanced at An Jinxiu and said, "Didn't Miss shout like that?" ”

An Jinxiu got up and said in a forked voice, "I'm going to say hello to my wife, you can help me change my clothes." ”

"Is Miss's hand really okay?" The purple mandarin duck followed behind An Jinxiu and asked, Miss An Er, who she had been serving since she was a child, seemed to be different, but she couldn't say exactly where the purple mandarin was.

In his previous life, he heard that his father was going to marry him to Shangguan Yong, but An Jinxiu knelt in the courtyard of the big house and begged for a long time, saying that he didn't want to marry. An Jinxiu smiled bitterly, it seems that she has done the same thing in this life, these words reached Shangguan Yong's ears, and this man was going to be hurt by her again.

Zi Yuan waited for An Jinxiu to clean her face, put on makeup, and change her clothes, but she didn't dare to talk to An Jinxiu about the family affair that was scheduled for a month.

"I've thought about this marriage," Before going out, An Jinxiu said to Zi Yuan's cautious eyes, "There is nothing wrong with marrying an upright general." ”

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