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At night, one after another dazzling fireworks burst into clusters, burning out life to illuminate this world. The fire trees and silver flowers never sleep, and tonight the lights of the capital are full of stars, and they are immersed in the celebration of the whole country.

Bend the first quarter of the moon, leaning on a hazy cloud and lazily sprinkling the clear light.

The fireworks are printed, the night is like day, illuminating the north of the city tower Jin Ge is more solemn, at the end of the crescent moon and star fireworks can not shine, a red shadow is like a tired bird spreading its wings, when this fireworks are rising into the sky, falling in a straight line. Fireworks bloom and the red face withers.

The people who walked by saw the bright red mass on the blue brick avenue and hurriedly gathered under the city wall, and when they saw the face in the pool of blood, they couldn't help but sigh.

"Isn't this General Shen's sister? Why did you do such a stupid thing on a happy day? ”

"Bad fate, bad fate!"

"I don't know if I fell to death, hurry up, go and inform General Shen, maybe I can get two rewards."

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The red robe spread out in a pool of blood like butterfly wings added a touch of desolation to the colorful capital.

The pink blush couldn't hide the paleness of this face, the bright red lips spread out a touch of vermilion, the tall nose was imprinted on the bridge of the nose by a small corner of the shadow of the moonlight, the woman's eyebrows were furrowed and her eyelashes trembled slightly, this woman was not peaceful.

The breeze was restless, blowing the brazier under the castle and scattering a little spark.

Just as the onlookers were pointing at the woman who was lying in a pool of blood in a wedding dress, a child standing in front of the pool of blood struggled to break the palm of the woman behind him and pointed at the pool of blood and exclaimed. "Look, she's open, she's not dead, she's not dead."

When everyone heard this, they unconsciously took a step back, and their eyes fell on the face, to be exact, the eyes.

The bright black eyes reflected the bright moon, no shame, no anger, no sadness, only doubt.

Where is this? In the pool of blood, she turned her only eyeball, which she could control and move freely, and looked at everything around her in confusion. The stars in the sky lined with a bright moon, the fireworks bloomed and disappeared, the restless breeze blew the sparks scattered, the smell of blood in the nose, the spectators with regret and mockery on their faces, and the pain that spread all over her body enough to numb her brain all made her clearly realize that this was not a dream.

Tower? Where did the soldiers in armor, spears in hand, swords at their waists, and these strange-looking people in ancient costumes come from? No, no, she still remembered that the bright moon she saw when she looked up a moment ago was round, and now what happened to the crescent moon on the horizon? Isn't he standing outside the park learning to be a literary girl, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, tearful in the corner of his eyes, and smiling at the corner of his mouth to say goodbye to his first love, why did he arrive in such a ghost place when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes?

Could it be that this is the legendary crossing?

Her eyes widened, and the strange-looking onlookers who pointed and looked strange everywhere her eyes touched all stepped back and avoided it, is the old lady so scary? She was accustomed to arching her nose, but found that her facial features other than her eyes were out of her control at all, and she wanted to stand up when she was fed up with pointing and pointing.

Perhaps, among the tide of people who have experienced it, she is the strange flower.

Who can lie down for two months without being able to move as soon as they cross over? Who can be poured two months of medicine in a row as soon as they cross over? Who can live and die as soon as they cross over? It's not the identity of a lady princess and a beauty, but she can't speak for the past two months, and she only hears the information with her ears - the owner of her body is a lover who has been in love for more than ten years without a father or mother, and she married a wife two months ago, jumped off the city tower in a fit of anger, but she didn't die, leaving a crippled life, and she didn't know if she could recover.

This is a crossing of what a pit daddy! Is it possible to let her lie in bed all the time and be filled with medicinal juice until she dies? If you don't say a word and don't take a step, it's not worth it to die like this.

Just when she was cursing the injustice of God with her powerful spiritual power, a pair of wooden chopsticks inserted into her mouth and pried open a slit, and a smell of medicinal juice interrupted her thoughts, she opened her eyes helplessly, and looked at the fierce Xu's mother mechanically pouring herself with medicinal juice.

"How's Yiyi?"

A voice sounded outside the house, and she didn't have to think about it to know that the man who spoke should be Shen Ke, whom Du Yiyi had been secretly in love with for more than ten years, that is, General Shen, who married a flower-like wife two months ago.

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed; Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling. Yiyi, this is the name that Shen Ke chose for the owner of this body. On that night two months ago, Du Yiyi ended his life and his last fantasy about Shen Ke in what he thought was vigorous. Du Yiyi is dead, but it is she who is pitiful, no wonder this girl has been secretly in love with Shen Ke for more than ten years and has not opened her mouth to express her heart, and she has died so ugly, this is what a stupid brain can come up with.

"God is merciful, Miss Du has picked up a life this time, and it is already a big life, and it is estimated that it will take about half a month to get out of bed."

She also knew the person who spoke, it was the bullshit Dr. Song who ordered his old mother to pour medicine on himself every day and point fingers in front of his bed.

"As long as the doctor is healed, the general will be rewarded, if the doctor is not good, don't hang up your century-old good brand signboard." With a cold snort, Xu's mother, who was pouring medicine, was so frightened that she shivered and splashed the medicine on her face.

"Yes, yes, yes, the grass people must do their best, do their best."

Listening to the sound of the footsteps gradually moving away, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, thanks to this Du Yiyi, she has been secretly in love with Shen Ke for more than ten years, and now she has become like this, Shen Ke has not stepped into the ward for two months to see her in order to avoid suspicion. Seeing that Xu's mother was still stunned, she rolled her eyes angrily and closed her eyes.

Anyway, if you come, you will be safe, and you will be Du Yiyi again, this stupid person has no life to live, so he will live for her, isn't it half a moon, just endure it.

Undoubtedly, for Du Yiyi, the biggest disaster is not the Shen Ke who makes her regard her as a forbidden person but only has brother and sister love for her, but Shen Ke's new wife who married into the door, a few years ago, Shen Ke made great achievements in the first battle of Jingcheng and was given to live in the capital by the hussar general, the emperor is a show of the importance of the meritorious minister Shen Ke is also for the stability of the current court and politics to give him marriage, and now Mrs. Shen is the daughter of the prime minister Lu Xiangxue, I heard that she is also a beautiful woman with both ability and political integrity, and she is virtuous and dignified.

Du Yiyi jumped off the city tower in a wedding dress on her wedding day and failed to commit suicide for more than a month, this Mrs. Shen has not shown up, and now she is the mistress of the Shen Mansion, and she is afraid that she will have a hard time in the future.

This half-month time is far more difficult than Du Yiyi imagined, that bullshit Doctor Song asked Xu's mother to raise the dosage of one dose a day to three doses a day for his century-old signboard, in order to be brilliant and envious of the life of others in the future, Du Yiyi gritted her teeth and passed, but what she didn't expect was that this doctor still had a ruthless trick.

More than half a month has passed, but Du Yiyi still can't promise the doctor that he can get out of bed and walk, during which Shen Ke came twice, and he coerced and intimidated him. The doctor had no choice but to increase the amount of medicine and give Du Yiyi injections to activate blood every day. Looking at herself every day with silver needles of different sizes and lengths, Du Yiyi doesn't know how to describe her melancholy, depressed, and rather than dead.

"The person on duty at the head of the house is here."

Mother Xu, who was boiling medicine in the corridor outside the house, hurriedly put down the fan in her hand and carried her skirt in two or three steps, walked down the steps and stood in the courtyard, and when she looked up, the folds in the corners of Xu's mother's eyes melted.

"The slave has seen the lady."

Of course she recognized the people in front of her, the fluttering skirt was wrapped tightly in satin to show a delicate and seductive posture, the blue butterfly coat covered the white skin, and the blue stripes around it showed a dim blue light when you looked closely. Crystal clear inverted drop earrings hang down and sway. A three-foot green silk is woven into three strands, one is coiled in the back of the head, and a hairpin is a double butterfly playing cloud white jade hairpin. The other two strands are scattered on the shoulders at will, thinly powdered, with beautiful eyebrows like willow bends, and a light touch of vermilion between the foreheads, but they seem to be charming and moving, such as blood-red lips smiling, and a pair of Danfeng eyes are sparkling between them. The woman who was surrounded by two maidservants smiled and bowed, and her lazy meaning was undisguised.

Shen Ke is an orphan, and in the Shen Mansion, he can be called Mrs. Xu's mother, and there is only one Mrs. Shen, Lu Xiangxue, who entered more than a month ago.

"You're the only one in the house?" Smelling the smell of medicine in the yard, Lu Xiangxue frowned and pulled her sleeves in disgust to block her mouth and nose.

"Vanilla is on leave today, and now the old slave is serving in the house." Mother Xu leaned over and smiled, and her old face that had been shrugged for a long time was piled up with layers of wrinkles.

"How's Miss's illness?" Lu Xiangxue flicked her sleeves coldly, and didn't care about Xu's mother's smile and flattery.

There is only one mistress of the Shen Mansion, the glory of the marriage is unparalleled, and the newlywed Yan'er has a background like the Prime Minister Lu, and the current Shen Mansion is under Lu Xiangxue's hands when the autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves and wants to establish her hostess status in the future, who dares to be disrespectful to Mrs. now? What Du Yiyi did on the happy day of the Shen Mansion has already spread all over the capital, a yellow flower girl, doing such a bad thing, don't say it is Xu's mother, even the lowest fire girl in the house is also a lot of scolding Du Yiyi is not ashamed, if it weren't for Shen Ke to come to this courtyard to see a few times, maybe how many people are embarrassed in the open and secretly now, Xu's mother is because of the errand in this courtyard has attracted a lot of ridicule, and she has long been dissatisfied with Du Yiyi, Mrs. has never come to this courtyard, Her attitude has already been seen by the Shen Mansion, and now that Mrs. is coming to ask about Du Yiyi's condition, she is afraid that Xu's mother, who will be swept away, will not have time to hug her thighs to please her, so how can she hide it.