Chapter 89: Someone in the Mirror (6)

Jiang Yanzhi only felt that his scalp was numb, and that feeling was like a half-twisted worm coming out of a peach.

Who wants to be an acquaintance with you!

The prince on the side was already wide-eyed, he couldn't say a word, and the daring ghost could still speak!

He remembered that when Jiang Yanzhi was young, he always didn't like to read, he didn't listen to what he said, and when the master was assessed, he was so anxious that he wanted to give him tips, but that guy who was a wave every day was able to recite it backwards.

He has always been a little envious, this younger brother is really smart.

Now, don't blame him for being dark, maybe there was a female ghost on the side at that time, and he would read a sentence along with it!

The prince's thought flashed, and he suddenly snorted himself, what do you think!

At this time, the female ghost had already begun to speak, "My surname is Zhao Minglan, and my husband's surname is Shi, and I am the second son of the Korean government......"

As soon as she said this, Min Weixiu suddenly remembered, "You are Shi Erlang's mother?" ”

Jiang Yanzhi pouted on the side and asked, "Weixiu, are you very familiar with Shi Er?" ”

Min Weixiu didn't notice it for a while, and didn't notice that in Jiang Yanzhi's mouth, Min Wu had become Weixiu, and nodded, "My aunt wanted to tell me about family affairs before, so she mentioned the second brother of the Shi family, he and my eldest brother are good brothers who grew up together." ”

She has now become infinitely powerful, and her aunt is worried that she will accidentally kill her husband and become a widow, so she picks the kind of hob meat with rough skin and thick flesh to look at, what Shi Erlang, Wang Balang, are all on her candidate list.

Shi Erlang's mother has been dead for almost ten years.

When Zhao Lan heard this, she looked at Min Weixiu excitedly, her eyes were red, "Min Wuniang is a good little lady, where is my Shi Er worthy." ”

When Jiang Yan heard this, he was immediately unhappy, "What do you mean by this?" Don't you like it? Your family is a reckless man, and he is not worthy of my family. ”

Zhao Lan was a little speechless, as a ghost, she still had the right to roll her eyes.

I'm the same as what you said, they all say that my Shi Er is not worthy of Min Wu, what are you excited about?

Zhao Lan didn't dare to offend Jiang Yanzhi in the end, and said cautiously: "What the three kings said is right. ”

She didn't dare to mention Min Weixiu again, and hurriedly talked about the old things, "I died unjustly, although I am the eldest daughter-in-law, the funeral is not rich, except for the clothes on my body, I am only accompanied by a bronze mirror." The bronze mirror was polished by my husband and given to me by his own hands. ”

"Maybe I was unwilling, and after I died, I became a ghost, and I was supported in the bronze mirror. I have been locked in the tomb, dark and dark, until a few days ago, someone stole my tomb, and this bronze mirror was brought out and flowed into Zhang Yuan's hands. ”

"All of this happened inexplicably."

Zhao Lan said, recalling the events of that day.

……

Zhang Yuan rushed into his room in a huff, swept it with his sleeve, swept the rouge gouache off the ground, and smashed it into a loud incense.

She usually has a bad temper, and none of the maids in the family dare to come in to clean up, and they all kneel at the door and dare not move.

Zhang Yuan was quite angry, looked at his face in the bronze mirror, and cried.

"Everyone is towards Min Weixiu, obviously I am friends with Lu Jingshu, and the Lu family has an enmity with her, so I should have hated her, but what happened? I lost my face and let her benefit. ”

As she spoke, she lifted her pen and drew a few times, and a little lady in red easily jumped onto the paper, obviously she had drawn many times.

"It's the same when I was a child, obviously I met Jiang Yanzhi first, but Jiang Yanzhi can only see Min Weixiu from below, why? She obviously has a bad character, and she is so fierce that she is going to die! ”

"It's not easy to grow up, she likes the prince, why don't you continue to like it! If she marries the prince, then wouldn't I be able to marry Jiang Yanzhi! As she spoke, she picked up the pen and smeared vigorously on the little figure on the paper.

Then he dropped the pen, and the ink splattered everywhere, and also on the bronze mirror.

"At the end of the day, men still look at faces. Min Weixiu has a fox spirit face, no wonder Jiang Yanzhi was bewitched by her, hating me......"

Zhang Yuan said, slapping his face.

If there's anything she hates in her life, it's this generous face.

Her aunt, who is the lady of the house, was originally deeply loved, as soon as she got married, she became pregnant, everyone said that she was a blessed person, but since she was born, her aunt has fallen out of favor.

Because the house is full of gossip, saying that her aunt is not chaste, otherwise, it is clear that the faces of the old Zhang family are all good, and she looks strange. Her father also gave her a strange name, Yuan......

It was a hard slap in the face!

Zhang Yuan thought about it, picked up the iron hoop on the table, and threw it on the ground with a bang, "If I can make my face smaller, I would rather live for ten years." ”

"I can trade with you."

Zhang Yuan was startled, and the hairs on his whole body stood up, and the voice was cool just by listening to it, like a gloomy voice from the earth.

"Who? Who's talking? If you don't come out, I'll call someone! Zhang Yuan looked around, trembling and ready to call someone.

"Don't call people, I'll change with you. My face is small...... Don't you like Jiang Yanzhi, your face is small, maybe he likes you. ”

Zhang Yuan followed the sound and looked over, his legs weakened in fright, and he fell to the ground......

In the dressing mirror she usually uses, there is a strange woman.

Obviously, she looked in the mirror, but what appeared in the mirror was someone else.

"Are you willing, if you want, you can buy a paper tie and put it under your bed, and then say softly, I am willing, and your wish can come true."

The woman in the mirror was actually talking, Zhang Yuan screamed, and the servants who were trembling outside the house rushed in and shouted, "Little lady, little lady......"

Zhang Yuan covered her face with her hands, and through the cracks of her fingernails, she found that the mirror had long been smooth and clean, and there was nothing in it, as if the scene she had seen before was all fake.

"Throw that mirror out there and smash it."

Zhang Yuan said, and when someone picked up the mirror, he said again: "Forget it, put it in my storeroom and lock it up." ”

The servant took out the mirror and walked to the door, Zhang Yuan looked up at the painting hanging on the wall, and moved his fingers, "Forget it, just press it and put it on my table." ”

The servant felt inexplicable, but did not dare to disobey her, so he had to retreat as he could.

That night, Zhang Yuan quietly found a paper figure and put it on his bed according to Zhao Lan.

After tossing and turning for a long time, if she can marry Jiang Yanzhi, she is not even afraid of losing her life for ten years, what about changing faces with ghosts?

What's more, the face in the mirror, she only glanced at it, and she felt that she couldn't forget it for a long time, it was a beautiful face.

She took one last look at the painting on the wall and said softly, "I do." ”