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Eighteen years of Chongwu. Zuo Taifufu. Inner courtyard Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Shakespeare said: To live or to die, that's the question. In Zuo Mengmeng's heart, this sentence is too suitable for herself! Because when she woke up, everything changed again.

——Zuo Mengmeng slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eye was a pink gauze tent, with tassels of the same color hanging next to it, swaying from side to side by the wind.

She tried to move her hands and feet, and was instantly moved to tears: all four limbs are back!

In a hurry, a carp stiffened, and his right leg was in severe pain, and he only stumbled and fell heavily on the bed: "Ouch! Kill me! ”。

Looking around, she was lying on the layers of silk, an antique shelf bed. On the floor are a pair of extremely small embroidered shoes.

Such small shoes? Zuo Mengmeng was stunned, and a terrible thought came to mind: Could it be that this body is wrapped? Small? Foot?

She quickly stretched out her hands and feet to look up and down. It's okay not to look at it, but I really cried when I saw it, and the tears were about to flow.

Can anyone tell me what the hell it's like to die twice and find out that you're a little kid? Zuo Mengmeng roared inwardly.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, approaching her, she looked up, and a cardamom girl in a green costume stood slim in front of her, with a surprised smile on her face, very gentle:

"Second Miss woke up? Still feeling unwell? ”

She turned her head to the person behind her and said, "Go and inform Madame, Madame can be regarded as at ease after staying overnight." ”

Zuo Mengmeng looked at the person in front of her with a confused expression, not knowing what to say.

The woman in green gently rearranged the thin quilt that fell from Zuo Mengmeng's body and looked at her:

"The second lady hasn't eaten for a day, but do you want to eat? The slave maid asked the kitchen to prepare white porridge before, so she went to fetch it. You drink it first so that you don't get hurt by the hard food. She carefully placed Zuo Mengmeng, bent back a few steps, and then turned around and went out.

Zuo Mengmeng came to her senses and looked around, isn't this the Zuodi boudoir I saw in my dream? But Zuo Di is already dead, and she still sees her breath by herself.

Did you really wear it this time? I became a left-drop? And it's still such a small left drop?

She took a deep breath: calm and calm, she has encountered situations where she is not a person or a ghost before, and now she is still a person, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Got out of the quilt and struggled to climb under the bed despite the pain in his legs.

I have to say that this body is too small, and I don't know how old it is. The ancients were too unsophisticated, and the danger factor for such a young child to put on such a big bed was too high! Successfully landed with a spitting groove.

Zuo Mengmeng climbed to another target, the dresser!

It was easy to climb in front of the dresser, and a somewhat deformed face with a retro filter appeared in the bronze mirror.

With a baby's fat face puff, a straight nose, and a small mouth red and cute. The black eyes are left and right, and they are indescribably smart and cunning.

Zuo Mengmeng nodded with satisfaction, well, beauty. It's more than a little bit better than before, and it's earned!

She was proudly admiring herself, when there was a noisy sound of footsteps outside the door, and the voice of the green-clothed maid before:

"Madam, slow down, the second lady is already well, you watch your step."

Zuo Mengmeng turned her head to look, and a woman dressed as a young woman walked in the door with the support of the maid.

His expression was eager, and his eyes were still shining with tears.

The already good "second lady" was lying in front of the dresser at the moment, and collided head-on with the young woman, and came with a big eye to a small eye.

The green-clothed maid said "oops", put down the porridge in her hand, and hurriedly came up to support Zuo Mengmeng, "Second Miss, your leg injury is not healed, why did you come down by yourself?" If they bump into it again, the slave and maid can't afford to pay for their lives. ”。

Zuo Mengmeng held her arm and was hugged in her arms, she carefully looked at the woman in front of her--- it was Zuo Di's mother: Yang, Yang Derong.

In the dream before, with the mentality of watching the movie, Zuo Mengmeng was just watching the flowers, but he also remembered that Yang Derong was the eldest daughter of Yang Shili, the Duke of Dingguo.

The ancestors of the Yang family were originally military generals, and they also won the knighthood by virtue of their military merits, but it is a pity that the descendants of the descendants held the military power but did not know how to change it, and they were soon abolished and saved their lives.

In Yang Shili's generation, it was the time when the previous dynasty was mediocre and the people were struggling to survive. Yang Shili did not abandon his martial arts because of his family's middle fall, but was familiar with the art of war, and was very good at using soldiers to arrange formations and excelled in martial arts.

He followed Xiao Minghao, who rebelled, and fought everywhere and was loyal. When the war is calmed down, take the initiative to hand over the military power. Xiao Minghao ascended the throne as the emperor, created the Dakang Empire, and named Yang Shili as the Duke of Dingguo, and enjoyed the Duke of the country.

Kandi once said: The Yang family is brave and loyal, knows how to advance and retreat, and deserves to enjoy wealth and wealth. The Yang family's position in Kangguo became more and more unshakable.

Zuo Mengmeng looked at the Yang family in front of him, but he was about twenty years old, with a beautiful complexion and an elegant temperament. It's not like she was born in a general, but like a Confucian noblewoman.

Zuo Mengmeng secretly praised: What a costume beauty.

Yang's voice was extremely warm, and it sounded indescribably comfortable: "Got up? Did you get out of bed by yourself? ”

She said to the green-clothed maid urgently: "Quick, put her down, I have to see it with my own eyes to settle down." ”

The green-clothed maid obediently put Zuo Mengmeng on the bed and stepped aside.

Yang stretched out his hands tremblingly to Zuo Mengmeng, and said with tears in his eyes: "Let my mother see, let my mother see with her own eyes." Moe, stand up! ”

Zuo Mengmeng rolled her eyes, and was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

It's all gone to another dimension, and she can still hear this sentence that hurts her for half her life! Oh, my God! O God! Kill me with a thunderbolt!

Hasn't it already become a left-drop? Don't tell me her name is this damn cute!

Seeing that his daughter didn't react, Yang still didn't give up: "Mengmeng, come, stand up, and go to my mother's arms." ”

Zuo Mengmeng,—— it's time to call her Zuo Di in the future.

Zuo Di saw that her tears were already in her eyes, and she couldn't bear it in her heart, and she really didn't want to hear Mengmeng stand up anymore, so she propped herself up with her little hands and staggered into Yang's arms.

Yang hugged her daughter, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears, her tone was choked: "I'm really afraid that you have three long and two short, if you are really lame in the future, my mother doesn't want to live!" ”

Where has Zuo Di experienced such a scene, although her former mother also loved herself, but I have to say that the most important thing in her heart is always her husband. I have never been so close to my daughter.

Zuo Di's nose was sour, and her eyes were a little wet, she was also a mother, a mother in her previous life who could give up her life for her husband, but she never thought about how to survive if she was an orphan girl.

This left drop is really a life that has been opened. The rich second generation of officials is the second generation, but there is also a mother who treats her as her life.

Not only Zuo Mengmeng is jealous, I'm afraid that even God can't look at it.

The green-clothed maid took the white porridge and said with a smile: "Madam, you can rest assured now, the second lady has not eaten a drop of water all day, so it is good to let the slave maid serve and use some food?" ”

Yang wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled: "Yes, you see that I am happy and forgetful." Meng Meng, can my mother feed you? ”

She took the bowl, scooped up the porridge with a spoon, blew it gently, and handed it to the left dripper.

Zuo Di sniffled, opened his mouth and swallowed it, only to feel that this tasteless white porridge was sweeter than honey.

She smiled: "I want to!" ”

Yang was extremely patient, and after feeding the whole bowl, he wiped his daughter's mouth clean. Finally, under the advice of the maid on the side, he reluctantly went back to rest.

sent away the new mother, leaving only the green-clothed maid in the left drop room.

She rolled her eyes and pretended to be cute: "Sister, what about the others?" ”

The green-clothed maid covered her mouth in surprise: "Second Miss, you have tormented the slave maid, and the slave maid Qiu Cicada is." Mama Wang, they ......"

The autumn cicada bit her lip and stopped talking.

Zuo Di wiped a cold sweat in his heart, the novel was not read in vain, and he knew that such a young lady would not be a maid in the room.

"Sister Autumn Cicada, where have the people gone?" She continues to be "innocent".

Qiu Cicada was a little embarrassed, and after thinking about it, Mrs. didn't explain that she had to hide it from Miss, and the second lady was so young that she might not understand. Then he said: "The second lady was injured in a fall before, and the lady was furious, and Mama Wang and the girls were all locked up, and they didn't have time to fall. ”

Zuo Di finally understood the status quo.

He fell and injured himself under heavy protection, and the old lady became angry and imprisoned the guards.

But I just fell on my leg and didn't hit my head, how did I wear it? It doesn't fit the setting!

She turned her mind and looked at Qiu Cicada with a smile: "How old do you guess I am?" ”

Qiu Chan was stunned for a moment, covered her mouth and chuckled: "Second Miss is a slave again, you, you are three years old!" ”

The divine beast in Zuo Di's mind is churning again, three years old! Only three years old!

What's a three-year-old kid like? Can you talk? Can you write? How do I act?

She threw her head into the soft pillow in frustration, only to feel that her head hurt!

She was originally a healthy and hearty inspirational girl, but she inexplicably became a female soul, and finally got into a three-year-old body in a daze, what next? What to do? What is your purpose in life?

Besides, this Zuo Di died so aggrieved in the end, and he played a good hand of cards to a pulp!

Qiu Chan watched with amusement as the second lady buried her head in the pillow, leaving her body exposed and twisting outside.

But I sighed in my heart, I was still a child after all, and I knew that it was already good to ask. After all, even if you are only three years old, even if you have some master-servant feelings, what can you do? Mrs. has always been kind-hearted, and she only hopes to spare Mama Wang and the sisters this time.

At this time, a woman hurriedly came in from outside the house, the same style as the autumn cicada costume, but the color was different, it was yellow.

She saluted Zuo Di Fu and said, "The slave maid has seen the second lady, the slave maid's name is Qiu Ju, she is the maid under the lady, and the lady asked someone to call the slave maid to come over to take care of it." ”。

Zuo Di pulled out his messy head, glanced at it, and didn't speak.

She is also very desperate, she is afraid of being treated as a monster, and she doesn't know what a three-year-old child does all day long, and she can't even complain about such a creative name as Qiu Ju, so she can only continue to let go.

I have to say that these maids are all self-cooked, after Qiu Ju introduced herself, she directly took a comb and came up, and took apart the hair that Zuo Di arched into a chicken nest and re-combed it, and her mouth was not idle:

"How could a fairy-like person like Miss Second make such a mess? The people around you still have to be careful! Madame often said that the slave maid is skillful and can comb her hair, and the slave maid must take care of the second lady properly. ”

Zuo Di saw that Qiu Cicada's eyes flashed, and he wailed in his heart, can I not take it as if I didn't understand and didn't understand, but the two maids can squeeze in words, I'm only three years old, as for? As for it!

She let Qiu Ju comb her hair and play with her fingers boringly. Like not? Is this the virtue of being three years old?

No one outside the house heard the voice first: "Sister Qiu Cicada, it's not good!" Madame is going to sell Mama Wang! Let's take a look! ”

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