It was the twenty-third year of Jimo, an ordinary summer.

It is no different from the summer days of previous years, the scorching sun is scorching the earth, and the sky is still rolling thunder and tremors a few days ago, but it is rare to clear up recently.

In such a season of blue sea and blue sky, everyone in the capital is busy running around in order to survive.

In the general's mansion, in the courtyard of Qinwu.

The afternoon sun is so bright that people can't open their eyes, and the crisp and noisy cicadas wake up people in their sleep.

The furnishings in the house are still as simple as ever, and in such quiet years, it is enough to make a perennial heart feel in a trance.

On the beauty couch, the woman lies elegantly on her side, her posture is long, although she has just turned sixteen this year.

The long black hair is scattered behind the snow-white neck, a pair of eyes that seem to be able to speak are full of the sorrow that has just woken up, the head is slightly sideways and the hand is used to block the sunlight shining through the glazed tiles, the red lips are not dotted and vermilion, and the girl's age is budding.

This is Le Zhengyu, who was born in the rich and mighty general's mansion in Beijing, and is also the daughter of the family.

There are two younger sisters below, but they were born to their father and step-family, and her biological mother died of illness after giving birth to her, a terrible star that everyone deserves.

She has an elder brother above her, but it is not a coincidence, in this war era full of gunpowder, my brother, as the only successor of the general's mansion, is going to follow his father to the battlefield.

Her father was the man of the General's Mansion, a serious and honest man, who was a good hand at throwing his head and spilling blood on the battlefield, but he never saw through the usual tricks of those backyard women.

She knew that her mother was not infected and died, but was remembered by someone with a heart, and she obstructed the man's way, so she was cleared as a roadblock, but her father didn't seem to know.

What kind of plastic sisterhood, the trick of the stepmother and stepdaughter of the false snake, does not exist in the deep mansion compound of the General's Mansion, and there are just endless beatings and bullying.

It was the first night Le Zhengyu woke up here, and the moonlight shone mottled on the face of the high-spirited girl in front of her, and the gorgeous pomegranate skirt on the girl's body was extremely beautiful.

What did the woman seem to be saying?

Le Zhengyu raised his head as much as he could, struggling to move in the direction of the woman.

At the same time, he secretly made up his mind and pinched his arm, which was already numb.

She forced herself to stay awake, trying to hear what was being said from the bright red lips of the woman in front of her.

"Slut, don't think that if you are the eldest lady of the general's mansion, you can enjoy the glory and wealth of nature, everything you have is mine, don't dream anymore, you are worthy of being a dog under my feet! From now on, everything you have belongs to me. ”

The woman's eyes were hateful, her face was distorted, and she didn't seem to be satisfied with what she said, and kicked her hard in the back before leaving.

That's right, she was kicked and broke her shoulder blade by a crazy woman from nowhere, even though her whole body was covered with new and old scars, large and small, but the pain caused by the broken shoulder blade still made her brain twitch abnormally for dozens of seconds.

She wondered what was going on! Where are you now?

The chapped lips closed weakly, and only a few broken syllables could float out, and the person fainted in pain.

That night, Le Zhengyu had a long, long dream, in which she became a little beggar-like person, and beating and starving in the dream was all her memory.

The dream was overwhelmingly dark, and the cold to the bone, her light body rose and fell like tattered cotton wool, and the tide of memories poured in all around, soaking every pore of her body.

She was surrounded by a warm warmth, but why was there a low cry in her ears all the time, intermittently disturbing her dream life.

She was woken up by a little maid dressed in shabby shoulders and combing her hair in the style of the palace ladies on TV.

The first thing she heard when she opened her eyes was: "Miss, you can be regarded as awake, if you don't wake up, it's not interesting for the slave to live, just go with you!" ”

Looking at the maid with swollen eyes like walnuts and teary eyes, Le Zhengyu didn't give any reaction that the maid wanted, just looked at her in a daze.

Isn't this the little maid in her dreams? Why haven't you woken up yet?

She wanted to reach out and pinch her cheek, but as soon as she raised her hand, there was a heart-piercing pain in her shoulder, which made her gasp, which really responded to the sentence 'painful heart' in the lyrics!

The little maid saw that her face was white in pain, and she didn't care about crying, so she hurriedly got up to help, and said again: "Miss, how are you?" You can't move yet, and Miss's shoulder is badly injured, but... But Qi'er didn't invite a doctor."

Before she could finish speaking, the girl began to cry mournfully again.

"Did someone bully you?" Le Zhengyu, who was seriously ill and weak, opened her mouth, but the words she spit out were so soft and weak, but what was the matter with her timbre?

The panic that suddenly appeared in her heart made her shiver in vain, she may be in trouble, it is very likely that she is in trouble.

Under the little maid's puzzled gaze, she continued to speak hoarsely: "Qi'er, is there a mirror?" Can you get it for me, okay? By the way, pour me a glass of water. ”

She just woke up, and her voice was really hoarse and uncomfortable.

"Miss, yes, you wait, the slave will go and get it", the maid obviously didn't notice the many polite meanings in her master's words, and got up and left.

Le Zhengyu behind him breathed a long sigh of relief, did he rob someone else's body? Before she could think about it, her head began to throb and throb.

It seems that she can get along with this maid in this way for the time being, so as not to be suspected of occupying her master's body, the key is that she is afraid that she will be scared to death after knowing this.

After a while, Qi'er came to Le Zhengyu's bed with a bronze mirror and a tea bowl, and with the help of Qi'er, Le Zhengyu, a patient who couldn't get up, barely lay down and drank half a bowl of water, and the hot pain in his throat was not so difficult.

However, when she saw herself in the bronze mirror, she subconsciously turned her head to look at the head of the bed, and she thought that there was still a person standing at the head of the bed.

This is a small and delicate face, that is, a little pale and a little immature, but it is a standard beauty face.

Unlike other heroines who crossed over and saw the face of the original owner, they described it as yellow and thin, Le Zhengyu felt that his current face was not yellow, but white and scary, okay! This is the rhythm of anemia!

Le Zhengyu looked at himself in the mirror and looked left and right, and said: "This face is okay, but it's too small and too thin." ”

"Miss is already beautiful, but since the death of Mrs., Miss has never thought of picking up the mirror to look at her face, the second miss and the third miss don't know how jealous of your good looks!"

Listening to Qi'er babbling on the side, she seemed to see the scene of being bullied.

In modern times, Le Zhengyu is a general practitioner in a special operations unit, and she has enough ability to heal her injuries, as long as she doesn't add new injuries, as long as it lasts long enough...