Chapter 2: The Daughter of a Guilty Minister

Jiang Jingyu walked out from behind the screen and saw her sitting on the ground covered in blood in a daze, looking at her face was just a little too much blood, but she really couldn't tell that she had been poisoned.

But the room was filled with the smell of blood, Jiang Jingyu's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and people changed the hot water again.

During this period, Shen Xizhi's eyes kept moving with him, as if he was in a daze and as if he was thinking.

The people carried the hot water into the new house, their eyes were weak and opened a slit, and they didn't dare to lift their heads and hurriedly left.

Shen Xizhi looked at Jiang Jingyu's defenseless figure, and didn't know what to think, not only did she kill her life-saving benefactor by mistake, but now she had to rely on getting close to him to complete the task, she was really shameless enough.

But thinking that she could avenge her family's grievances, she exhaled a turbid breath, and the light of hope rekindled in her eyes. From 027's words, she was able to piece together a message...... The Shen family was framed, but 027 refused to tell her the truth, but it didn't matter, she could find it herself.

Thinking so, she stood up on the side of the bed, and the "clang" of the dagger landing was like a thunderclap.

Shen Xizhi's scalp was numb, she knew that Jiang Jingyu had many secret guards around him, and the reason why she was able to kill him so many times was just because of surprise, and those secret guards didn't have time to rescue.

But now that the murder weapons are all laid out, Jiang Jingyu's secret guard may be staring at her.

Before the ice in Jiang Jingyu's eyes froze, she opened her mouth: "Do you believe that I said this is used for self-defense?"

Jiang Jingyu glanced at her, but he was not angry, but was about to turn around and leave, but said: "If you want to preserve the bloodline of the Shen family, the princess had better settle down." ”

"Naturally, I'm very comfortable. Shen Xizhi selectively forgot that he had killed Jiang Jingyu twenty-three times, and said stiffly.

He left with a compelling coercion, and Shen Xizhi exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then was smoked by the smell of blood on her body, and she quickly cleaned herself up. Smelling the warm fragrance in the futon, this is like coming to life.

Looking at 027 in a blink of an eye, it actually fell asleep on the table.

The next day, before dawn, Shen Xizhi was pulled up by the maids, because she had to enter the palace with Jiang Jingyu today to face the saint, and then go to see the queen, but the queen has passed away for many years, and now the palace is in charge of the prince's adoptive mother, Concubine Rong.

When everything was cleaned up, the sky was bright, and Shen Xizhi's drowsiness was gone.

A group of maids respectfully sent her out, and after taking two steps, a grandmother went into their new house and put away the blood-stained handkerchief with a brocade box.

After the grandmother left, the maids made a fuss.

"Yesterday, the prince didn't stay long in the princess's room and left!"

"Anyway, it's two quarters of an hour, right?"

"What do you know? it took some time for the prince to bathe yesterday, and maybe he didn't have a ...... with the princess at all."

"If not, then the veil ......"

The maids laughed and blushed unconsciously.

Walking out of the mansion gate, Jiang Jingyu had been waiting for a while, and when he saw her come out, he turned his horse's head and went straight to the palace.

"Princess, get in the car quickly. The maid Bai Tao opened her mouth to urge.

Shen Xizhi noticed Bai Tao's gaze that was eager to stick to Jiang Jingyu's body, and sneered: "What's the hurry, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the prince?"

After that, seeing Bai Tao's face flushed, he lifted his skirt and stepped into the carriage.

When Bai Tao was about to follow, she actually pointed to a maid who was hanging her head in the distance, "Slow, let her serve this princess." ”

Bai Tao bit her lower lip and looked at Jiang Jingyu's back that had already left, tears swirling.

"Why don't you hurry up?" Shen Xizhi urged.

"Yes, the slave is coming!" The one who was named was a thin and weak little maid, trembling under Shen Xizhi's "obscenity".

The carriage moved forward slowly, and Shen Xizhi looked at the Suzaku Street, which he had been familiar with for a long time, as if he was still the daughter of the Shen family. It was only when she saw the man riding a horse not far in front of her that her eyes paused.

She gave Bai Tao a face today, but it was because Bai Taoxiao thought about something she shouldn't think. Jiang Jingyu is very important to her, and she wants to use him to help the Shen family overturn the case, so she must not let Jiang Jingyu be robbed!

Yes, she is so selfish and vicious. After all, no one is like her, even if she was reborn more than 20 times, she couldn't save her family. The only opportunity for her to avenge the Shen family's grievances now is Jiang Jingyu.

So she is like a little beast that protects food, showing her teeth and claws to prevent anyone from approaching Jiang Jingyu.

"What's your name?" retracted his gaze, and looked at the accompanying maid.

"Slave maid...... The slave is called Miaoyi. Miao Yi pinched the hem of his clothes, and he couldn't let go.

Shen Xizhi saw the frightened appearance of her clothes, as if she was some kind of street bully.

Timid, it's really easy to handle, but she can handle it today, and others will be able to handle it tomorrow, and she is not a person who can be used for a long time.

Thinking like this, Shen Xizhi couldn't help but think of his personal maid Qiu Kite when he was in the Shen family. However, as far as she knew, the Shen family was in trouble, raided the house, and probably didn't even escape the maid's subordinates.

At the same time, in a remote mountain village thousands of rivers and mountains away from the capital, a woman's reprimand suddenly came from the courtyard of a family at the end of the village.

"Fu Shao'er, you're dead, aren't you? Why haven't you gotten up yet? Are you going to starve your wife and your younger brothers and sisters to death?"

"Bang" kicked open the door, and the woman approached with a scolding, but saw that on the wooden bed, the little girl with a yellow face and thin muscles was still in someone's dream, and the corners of her mouth even had a faint smile, as if she had an incomparably sweet dream.

As soon as the woman raised her hand, she slapped her hard, and woke Fu Shao'er up.

"Mother, mother?" Fu Shao'er opened her eyes in panic and saw the bright sky outside, and the joy brought by the dream was gone in an instant.

"What's it called, why don't you cook quickly? A dead girl has been eating and drinking for nothing for so long, Gai Ming'er will find a matchmaker to marry you, so as to add half a tael of silver to our family." ”

Ignoring the vicious voice, Fu Shao'er quickly slipped out the door and walked towards the kitchen. Just a few steps away, but her fourth brother was still making a fuss, running with short legs, and stomped on her feet, "Hahaha, Mourning Star!

Fu Shao'er held her breath in her heart, but she didn't dare to do anything to this younger brother, because as soon as her brother cried, her mother would think that she had bullied her younger brother, and then she would inevitably be beaten.

If...... If only I didn't have a brother or sister...... No, it's okay if you don't have a daddy. That way, she can, she can......

Did she forget something?

As soon as one foot stepped into the kitchen, Fu Shao'er suddenly remembered her dream, and her eyes suddenly burst with brilliance, it was really a beautiful dream, so real, so beautiful......

Moreover, she seems to have had that dream many times......

Perhaps, that's true. It's because God pities himself, so he lets himself dream about the future.

In the dream, her family would be flooded a year later, and none of her relatives would be alive except herself. Then she will be rescued by the current King Yu, follow him to the capital, and then ......

In the end, King Yu became the emperor, and she was the first civilian queen in history.

Dreams are her life.

Suddenly, a little silver light appeared out of thin air, and it disappeared from Fu Shao'er's forehead, and there was no breath at all.

Fu Shao'er didn't notice the remains, she couldn't help but show an obsessive expression when she thought about it, and was just seen by Fu Zhou, who came in, and immediately scolded: "Dead girl, what kind of spring are you thinking about in broad daylight? Do you have a crush on any kid? Is his family rich or not? Can he take out two taels of silver to marry you? The old lady can tell you, if you can't take out two taels of silver, the old lady will let you die at home, and she won't let you get married!"

"Mother, I didn't. Fu Shao'er looked down at the fire, a red piece of wood popped out of the stove, she quickly withdrew her hand, but was trampled by Fu Zhou's foot.

"Ahh

Fu Zhou snorted coldly and removed his feet, and hugged the fourth child who came over to see the excitement.

"Dead girl, you came out of the belly of the old lady, what are you thinking, can the old lady not know? The old lady tells you that in your life, you have to be a cow and a horse for this family and your four younger brothers and sisters!"

After Fu Zhou finished speaking, he left proudly.

In the kitchen, Fu Shao'er rinsed the scalds with cold water over and over again, and it didn't take long for a large or two small bubbles to form, which hurt when he looked at it.

The pot was bubbling, Fu Shao'er suddenly wiped away her tears, and made breakfast like no one, but the seeds of hatred had been planted in her heart after all.