Chapter 2 Who Am I?

Xiahou Ying also ignored the resentful appearance of the woman staring at her, and hurriedly turned her head to look at her spiritual position, and then the whole person was completely stunned.

"How, how can it be ......like this" Although the conjecture in her heart has been confirmed, Xiahou Ying is still unwilling, and continues to search the house with her eyes, and finally, she looked straight at the spiritual position in front of her again, to be precise, at the bronze incense burner used to make incense in front of the spiritual seat. The surface of the incense burner was polished extremely smooth by the craftsmen, and the subordinates wiped it diligently, and the entire incense burner was shiny, and even the figure of a person could be seen.

Xiahou Ying knelt up straight, approached the incense burner, and a completely unfamiliar face appeared in the reflection of the furnace body! Although she had been prepared in her heart, the moment she saw this face, Xia Houying covered her mouth in surprise. The face in the reflection is not only unfamiliar, but even terrifying, and half of the left half of the face is covered with terrifying scars, this ugly face, even if you see it in the daytime, will make people's hearts tremble. Xia Houying subconsciously lowered her head and blocked the left side of her face with her hand.

At this time, Xiahou Ying had basically figured out the ins and outs of the matter, she was indeed dead, but she did not die from falling off the cliff, or rather, she did die from falling off the cliff, but she was reborn again! But she did not come back from the dead, but returned to five years ago, and now she is no longer the eldest lady of the Dingguo Mansion, Xiahou Ying, who is unparalleled in talent and fame, and is respected as a model of noble women in Beijing...... is the laughing stock among the official eunuchs and nobles in Beijing, the "ghost-faced girl" Lu Wanxin......

"Sure enough, it's providence that makes people......" Xiahou Ying sighed secretly in her heart. Such an absurd experience, if it were someone else, I am afraid that it would have made a big fuss a long time ago, but Xia Houying knew in her heart that she was the only one in this world who did not have this qualification! Because in the end, all this is a debt owed by her "previous life......

"So, it's me who died this time?" Xiahou Ying stared blankly at the spiritual position in front of her and smiled sadly.

The last moment of falling off the cliff in memory is not the first time Xia Houying has been in distress, five years ago, she also experienced life and death, but fortunately she survived that time.

The person who saved Xiahou Ying was the "ghost-faced girl" who fell into the lotus pond with her - Lu Wanxin! However, that time her life-saving benefactor could not be saved, and the life of a fourteen-year-old came to an abrupt end, and for many years afterward, Xiahou Ying would always dream of Lu Wanxin desperately helping her break free from the aquatic weeds in the water......

"Why are you so disobedient, child! Let you kowtow to Miss Xiahou, it's so difficult to get incense on the pillar?! The woman who had been reprimanding Xia Houying just now really couldn't see Xia Houying's reaction, and couldn't help but step forward and pinch Xiahou Ying's neck and press it down hard.

Xiahou Ying raised her hand and waved back, shaking off the woman's clamp forcefully. By this time, she had fully remembered who this woman really was.

Lu Wanxin's stepmother, Shen Huizhen, is a philistine woman who is bent on clinging to the powerful and giving her own children a certain future. Xiahou Ying remembered that after Lu Wanxin's death, their Xiahou family was grateful for her kindness to her, and they took care of the Lu family, but this Shen Huizhen had to inch inch, and her requirements became more and more excessive, and even asked the Xiahou family to give her daughter Lu Wanqing a dowry, and finally her greed angered the old lady of the Xiahou family, and was driven out of the Guogong Mansion by the old lady.

Xiahou Ying looked at Shen Huizhen with a sneer, and asked with mockery in her eyes, "Why don't you kneel?" ”