"Sister-in-law, it's here!" The voice of a tired and hoarse woman woke Zhang Qi up, startling her.

Seeing this, the woman in her forties, with a round face and white skin, asked with concern, "Sister-in-law, are you feeling unwell again?" ”

Thirteen-year-old Zhang Qi shook her head, she stretched out her little hand, which was slightly pale due to malnutrition, and lifted the curtain while looking outside, "How long will it take to get to Jiankang?" ”

"It's almost coming, about two days."

"Yes." Zhang Qi nodded, she was not looking forward to returning to Jiankang. In the past month, she has kept remembering some things. From the fragmentary memories that I don't know if it was a dream or a hallucination, she saw her not a good life.

Holding hands together and twisting gently, Zhang Qi pondered: That husband, no matter how much I think about it, I can't remember his face and his name?

That shattered memory, it seems that something is wrong. A lot of key things have been left behind, and what I remember clearly is some inconsequential scenes.

With a light breath, Zhang Qi no longer dwelled on memories. She looked down at her white and tender hands, and thought to herself: No matter what, I just need to be careful and try not to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Zhang Qi, who is thirteen years old, has not yet grown, and although her facial features are beautiful on her pale little face, she is far from amazing. Now she is still an illegitimate daughter who has just been sent by her father to pick her up from her hometown.

Since the Wei and Jin dynasties, the folk customs have been open, and the "Midnight Song" has sang: "The cold birds are close to the high branches, and the dry forests are singing sad winds." For the joy of haggard, how can you have a good face? "Girls who are just starting to fall in love, no matter what their character is, are willing to follow their beloved husbands and ask for a night of joy. Zhang Qi is the product of this overnight joy.

Her mother's family was originally well-off, but because of those few days of indulgence, her mother gave her life. After getting her body, the man patted his ass and left. But her mother has since borne the reputation of being pregnant out of wedlock. The sister-in-law, who has nothing to do, didn't understand until this time, it turns out that life is life, since she is pregnant, she can't get married, go out to travel, and she is inevitably pointed at by others, staying at home, and being disliked by her brothers and sisters-in-law.

When it was time to give birth, if nothing else, just asking for a wet nurse and other expenses, her mother suffered a lot of white eyes.

These real difficulties are nothing to do with the wind and snow. Not only is it not beautiful and interesting, but it is heavy and trivial. She relied on her beautiful mother, and from now on, there will never be those young and flamboyant young men around her, and most of the people who come to ask for marriage are some widowers and old men.

Perhaps, in history, there were widows who became queens, and there were women who gave birth to children but got a perfect marriage. But those are rare after all, and it is not her mother's turn at all.

So, a few years after giving birth to Zhang Qi, her mother died of depression. And the father who gave her life, after accidentally knowing about Zhang Qi's existence not long ago, asked people to take her back to Jiankang's old house.

She's on her way back to her old mansion right now.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Qi fell asleep again.

After some time, she let out a soft cry and struggled to sit up.

Hearing her cry, the fat white woman came forward again and asked, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?" The tone was still concerned, but there was more or less impatience in his eyes. Since she rushed to the country and picked up this sister-in-law on the road, this sister-in-law has always been startled, and has come a few more times, and Rao is she, who thinks she is soft-tempered, has also become irritable.

Hearing the white fat woman's inquiry, Zhang Qi shook her head and said softly, "I'm fine." She stuck her head out and glanced out of the car.

Outside the car, in addition to this white fat woman, there was also a middle-aged man, a lean man in his thirties. These three were all sent by her father to take her back, and her maternal grandfather's family couldn't pick out extra people to send her as an illegitimate daughter.

Looking at the three of them, Zhang Qi's hands were tightly twisted together again.

If her remarks are true, one of the three has already contacted the thieves and is ready to rob her and sell her to the Qinglou - a time when the aristocracy was enjoying pleasures and the wealthy were proud to keep beautiful concubines and kabuki. Some Qinglou were responsible for collecting qualified girls from all over the country, teaching them to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and after dressing up, they were sent as gifts to those noble and wealthy families. Because the amount needed was too large, the minions of the major Qinglou had to go around kidnapping. Zhang Qi looks like a beautiful embryo, enough to buy a high price.

Although her father's family is a big family, she is an illegitimate daughter with a low status, and if she is gone, she will be gone, so the servant dares to be presumptuous.

In the memory, after she fell into the hands of thieves, although she was quickly rescued by a knight from the north and returned to her family, her reputation was tarnished. Since then, her identity as an illegitimate daughter and her innocence have been lost, even if she is a gift, she has endured countless blue eyes and torture.

No, she had to guard against it anyway, she couldn't afford that possibility!

Thinking of this, Zhang Qi's voice was slightly raised, and he called crisply: "Wen Yuan." She called a middle-aged white fat woman, and these three servants were all servants of the Zhang family, and their master's surname was Zhang.

The middle-aged white fat woman looked back at Zhang Qi. Without waiting for her to get closer, Zhang Qi raised his voice and said crisply: "I've heard that some servants of big families like to collude with thieves, I don't know if there is such a thing?" Her voice was not low, and the three of them could understand it, and for a while, several people were stunned, and looked at Zhang Qi at the same time.

Zhang Qi was naïve, she didn't wait for these servants with a sinking face to reprimand, she bit her lip worriedly and said: "I've heard that they like to attack my sister-in-law the most, I, I'm afraid!" She opened her eyes wide and looked at Wen Yuan nervously and confusedly.

Such Zhang Qi has a kind of distressing pity in her immaturity, and Wen Yuan's heart is soft, and she can't bear to blame. She frowned and said, "Who told you all this nonsense?" My Zhang family is also a big family in Jiankang, and there will never be such a bold man! ”

"That's great!" Zhang Qi laughed innocently, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons. Smiling and smiling, she glanced at the lean man in his thirties.

When she said these words just now, the man was obviously a little flustered, and Zhang Qi was secretly frightened: Looking at this man's appearance, he is obviously weak-hearted, that is, he wants to attack himself?

Hum! This man is just a servant of Zhang's house, and his net worth and life are in the hands of the master of Zhang's house. It's just that no one is pursuing this kind of person, and if he arouses suspicion, he won't be able to please him!