Marriage Certificate.

It's a marriage book.

Zhu Luan looked at the paper upside down several times, but he didn't see a flower.

The only relic left by this Miss Zhu Jiu after her death was the marriage letter between her and the man surnamed Duan in Huizhou, who is said to be famous all over the world.

Zhu Luan lit a fire fold that she touched from the cabinet of Shou'an Hall, and looked carefully by the firelight, this red paper was the marriage book written by Miss Zhu Jiu's father, Zhu Zhai, the British prince of the year, on which was written the birth date of Miss Zhu Jiu and a certain little son, as well as the names of three generations and icemen, the official rank of the family, and the last side was also stamped with the big seal of the British Duke and the private seal of the Duan family.

For this relatively common drama, Zhu Luan is not interested.

Married, who hasn't been married yet?

Although she died three days before she got married.

But when she got engaged, the marriage book was bigger and more luxurious than the one in front of her, and it was coated with gold dust and covered with dragon seals.

In the words of the mother, the big one is like a poster.

After seeing his big poster-like marriage book, Miss Zhu Jiu's marriage book is not so surprising.

If it is an object such as a silver ticket for the land title deed, Zhu Luan will be even more surprised.

The Qiushui Pavilion in the courtyard where Miss Zhu Jiu lived had been reduced to ashes, and Zhu Luan now had nothing but this marriage letter.

Oh, and a little girl.

Miss Zhu Jiu's mother-in-law is almost all arranged by her aunt Li, except for the nurse Wang Mama left by her biological mother, there is also this little girl Yuying, she is an orphan girl who Miss Zhu Jiu rescued on the street on a whim before.

Not long after being rescued, Miss Zhu Jiu lost interest in this little girl who was not very dexterous, and left her in the outer courtyard to do sprinkling.

After Zhu Luan woke up, he asked Mrs. Bai about the news of Mother Wang, who locked Miss Zhu Jiu in the sea of fire.

As expected, not long after the Qiushui Pavilion caught fire, Wang's mother accidentally fell into the lake next to the Qiushui Pavilion because she ate too much wine and died.

The gods fight, and the imps suffer.

The maid-in-law of Qiushui Pavilion was indeed paid by Miss Zhu Jiu, and the only person who testified was that Wang's mother had "died unexpectedly." "And the place where everything happened has been reduced to ashes, and even if there is any evidence, there is no scum left.

This marriage letter and the little girl Yuying are all the inheritance left by the original owner, Miss Zhu Jiu, to Zhu Luan.

It's bleak.

Miss Zhu Jiu, who was raised by her aunt Li in a murderous way since she was a child, has a very bad reputation in both the British Mansion and the Huizhou Mansion.

On the other hand, although Duan Erlang written on this paper marriage book is not a character in Zhu Luan's previous life, she has only been awake for half a day, and she has heard a lot of praise.

In short, this promising Duan Er Gongzi is decorated with a reinforced wild bee wave butterfly behind him.

There is a difference between it and the stupid and domineering Miss Zhu Jiu.

The grievances and hatreds between these children are often cut and sorted out.

The surname Duan also evoked some unpleasant memories for Zhu Luan.

And this British Mansion......

After the founding of Taizu, the generals were rewarded for their meritorious deeds, and after the old British Duke Zhu Hong received the title, he proposed to return to his hometown, protect his life, and left a huge family business for his descendants.

In Zhu Luan's memory, the British Mansion was indeed the most prominent family in the entire Huizhou.

But now, a noble family with the surname A has been reduced to the point of the second grandson of the second grandson.

Even if the exterior is full of fire and flowers, the inside is already prosperous, and the building will collapse.

Zhu Luan couldn't help but hold his forehead and sighed, the situation he had crossed was really not good.

Now Zhu Luan already knows that he has traveled to ten years after his death.

Ten years is enough to change a lot of things.

Since God has let her wear it back to the place where it all began, she has to get justice for herself.

Due to his unstable spirit, Zhu Luan tried to avoid thinking too much about the past.

The ending of her two lives was too tragic, and ten years have passed, and the people and things she encountered back then must have long been different. Repeating it over and over again did nothing but make her physically and mentally tormented.

She just needs to know who she is and what she can do now.

She needs to make a break with Miss Zhu Jiu's marriage.

Zhu Luan folded the marriage book again and put it back in the pocket of Tian Silk, but this time she didn't hang it on her chest again, but put it in the pocket of her clothes.

Zhu Luan pulled out the red rope that was originally used to tie his pockets, which was also made of celestial silk.

She took out the white jade bell that came with her, put on the red rope, and hung it around her neck.

The small white jade bell in the shape of an inverted bell resembles the flower of the lily of the valley that was called the lily of the valley in the previous life of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Any practitioner who sees this will be amazed.

The flower bell has its name in the list of divine soldiers circulating on the rivers and lakes of the Middle-earth Continent.

After all, any space magic weapon can become the treasure of the ordinary power sect.

And this flower bell was given to a five-year-old girl by a woman as a birthday gift many years ago.

Such a violent act of heavenly things, but no one dares to say more.

Because this woman was the first female emperor in the history of Middle-earth.

The queen of heaven is Wen Lingyue.

……

In the distance, there was a shout from Yuying telling Miss Zhu Jiu to eat.

Zhu Luan carefully climbed down from the roof, and when he was about to reach the ground, his legs and feet were weak, and he fell to the ground.

"Sss

Zhu Luan limped to his feet.

This young lady's physique is really too poor, Zhu Luan frowned, not to mention being born weak and seriously lacking exercise, any cultivator who wears this body is estimated to be unbearable.

After all, this is equivalent to the martial arts master dissipating his strength in an instant.

It can be said that after 30 years of hard work, once returned to the pre-liberation period.

However, as the saying goes, you are used to wearing it, Zhu Luan has experienced the situation of mourning, and he has dared to face the bleak life.

She rubbed her buttocks and walked back to Shou'an Hall, the main hall was already cooking, Bai Lao Taijun was an elder, and she didn't wait for Miss Zhu Jiu to be a junior, and was eating under the service of Yahuan's mother-in-law.

The entire Shou'an Hall's maid-in-law turned a blind eye to Miss Zhu Jiu.

Yuying ran up with Miss Zhu Jiu's chopsticks and unceremoniously put them on the dining table.

The dinner table is full of meals eaten by the elderly, delicate and easy to digest.

Zhu Luan pulled out the chair closest to Old Taijun Bai and sat down, and Yuying immediately put the dishes and chopsticks in front of Zhu Luan.

The old lady Bai, who regarded Zhu Luan as air, raised her head and glanced at her.

Zhu Luan didn't care about the attitude of everyone in the house, picked up chopsticks and started eating.

Didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Miss Zhu Jiu used to be raised by the Li family, and occasionally when she ate in Shou'an Hall, she always had to pick and choose and express some opinions on food.

The servants of Shou'antang, who were ready to accept the criticism, did not wait for the stormy wind and rain of the past.

Zhu Luan spent the last year of his previous life abroad, living miserably surrounded by foreign meals and military canned food.

Now holding a big bowl of green fragrant rice and japonica rice porridge, with home-made sour bamboo shoots, a spoonful of chopsticks and a spoonful of porridge, eating is engrossed, and the posture of the lower mouth is like eating the delicacies of the state banquet.

Seeing that she drank so fragrantly, Mrs. Bai couldn't help but take a big sip of a bowl, but when she drank it in her mouth, she still tasted it lightly, and it didn't turn into a jade liquid.

The servants looked at each other, not knowing when Miss Zhu Jiu changed her temperament.

The grandfather and grandson were silent and finished the meal.

After eating, Mrs. Bai took the fragrant tea brewed by Mrs. Chen and waved her hand to the Yahuan woman beside her.

"You all go down."

This is to talk to Miss Zhu Jiu.

Zhu Luan wiped his mouth and said to Yuying: "What I told you before, you can help me inquire now." ”

Yuying is a rough-and-soothing girl with solid eyes, and she follows the principle that I will do whatever the young lady says, and immediately ran out happily.

The maids and daughters all went down, and closed the door for the grandparents and grandchildren who remained in the house.

"Your aunt just sent someone to clean up a new house for you and wants to take you back." Old lady Bai took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"I'm not in good shape." Zhu Luan replied with a smile.

Old Lady Bai frowned.

"Your aunt said that she hired a doctor for you, and said that she would heal your injuries at all costs."

Are you sure you want to kill her at all costs?

"When I was asleep before, my aunt must have sent someone to ask me how I was injured," Zhu Luan stared at Old Lady Bai's eyes, "What did my great-grandmother say?" ”

Old Lady Bai couldn't help but look into Miss Zhu Jiu's eyes.

In my memory, this great-granddaughter has grown up with big eyes that seem to be on the door of her head, and she never looks at people well.

She couldn't remember what the girl's eyes looked like.

But I always feel that it is not what it is now.

It's a very subtle feeling.

It seems that there is a breath that gathers this girl's lazy body like mud, and the waste firewood is tied up by this tense strength and stands up well.

Even her eyes were darker than before.

Seeing these eyes, the unbearable heart that had been exhausted seemed to come out a little bit, and she pressed the thoughts in her heart and replied hard.

"I told her that you are fainting, and you are doing your best to obey the destiny of heaven, and you probably can't die."

That's why Li wanted to take her back in time.

She didn't die in the sea of fire, so it was unsatisfactory to die in the old lady's Shou'an Hall, but I didn't expect that she couldn't die in Shou'an Hall, so the Li family had to work hard anymore and did her best to let Miss Zhu Jiu obey the fate of heaven.

"Great-grandmother," Zhu Luan muttered, "don't you ask me how the fire started?" ”

"I ask you what to do, and I will send someone to check what should be checked." Mrs. Bai's face is transparent through the world.

It's a little cold and transparent.

"Whether you set yourself on fire or someone set it on fire, if there is no evidence, then it will be the same."

"Or can you explain what's going on and show evidence?" Mrs. Bai spoke sarcastically.

"I really don't have any evidence right now."

Zhu Luan smiled.

"But I almost lost my life in the sea of fire, and I thought about some things clearly, and I won't be sold anymore and help count the money."

The white old lady drank tea for a while.

What did she know?

Did she know that her aunt was actually harboring evil intentions?

Remembering that when she had vaguely told this child not to dig out her heart and lungs to her aunt, Miss Zhu Jiu was furious, and she told Li that her great-grandmother had provoked the relationship between them, causing Li to go to Shou'an Hall to cry and make a fuss, and the rumors of Bai's mistreatment of her granddaughter-in-law were flying all over Huizhou Mansion.

Thinking of these bad things, Mrs. Bai laughed.

"So what? What are you going to do now? ”