The night is like ink, deep and heavy......

As far as the eye could see, there was a sea of corpses and blood, and the mournful whispers of bitterness and resentment echoed in the ears, and suddenly the sharp long sword cut through the clothes, and then pierced into the heart, and the blood suddenly gushed out and dripped.

The last thing she saw was a handsome and unparalleled face, and she saw that the corners of his lips were slightly curved, but it was not a smile, but so cold and cruel.

Su Wanqiu woke up from her dream again.

She sat up, gasping for air, undecided.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" The maidservant girl lifted the azure gauze tent in the early rain, looked at Su Wanqiu, and said with concern.

Su Wanqiu let out a long breath, shook her head, and said, "I'm fine." ”

"Miss must have been frightened by what happened the day before yesterday, and blamed the slave for not taking good care of her." Chu Yu was very guilty and blamed himself.

The day before yesterday, Su Wanqiu was standing on top of the attic to watch the scenery, but she didn't want the attic to collapse suddenly, so she fell from the attic and suffered some injuries.

"Then how can I blame you." A faint smile appeared on Su Wanqiu's lips, "People have already calculated it, but they still didn't kill me in the end." ”

"Miss, mean, someone did it on purpose?"

"Otherwise, how could that good attic collapse out of thin air." Su Wanqiu's voice was cold and thin, as bitter as the cold wind of deep winter.

She is the daughter of Pingyang Hou Su Yu, but her biological mother Xie died early, and Mrs. Lin only cared for her on the surface, but in fact she couldn't wait to get rid of her quickly, and even intended to let her marry the famous wanderer of Yining Bofu, if it weren't for Yining Bofu's involvement in the case of the prince's party and private business, she would have been exiled and beheaded.

But even so, what happened later was very tragic and tragic.

Su Wanqiu looked down at her hands, only to see that her fingers were white and slender, but who knew that these hands were already covered with blood, she thought she was dead, but when she opened her eyes again, she actually returned to when she was twelve years old.

The past is like a dream.

"Miss......?" Seeing Su Wanqiu's distraction, Chu Yu couldn't help but call out worriedly, since the day before yesterday, Miss fell from the attic, and it seemed that her spirit was very unstable.

Su Wanqiu came back to her senses, turned her head and looked at Chu Yu steadily, Chu Yu couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart, and after a while, Su Wanqiu slowly spoke: "There is a girl named Qingyan in the yard, right?" ”

"Yes." Chu Yu nodded, but she was even more dazed, Qing Yan was just a rough girl, if it wasn't for Miss mentioning it, she would have almost forgotten that there was such a person in the yard.

Su Wanqiu's body leaned back slightly, and suddenly felt a faint pain on her forehead, she raised her hand to cover her forehead, this is the wound caused by her fall from the attic the day before yesterday, although it is not serious, but it ruined half of her face.

Seeing this, Chu Yu comforted him: "Miss, don't worry, the eldest lady has sent a lot of plasters in the past few days, as long as you apply them regularly every day, you will definitely not leave scars in the future." ”

The corners of Su Wanqiu's lips curved into an extremely cold arc, the plaster sent by the eldest lady? The same was true in her previous life, she did as she was told and smeared it every day, but the scars never disappeared, so she had to comb her long hair half-comb on her forehead to cover the scars, but then somehow, the news of the disfigurement of Pingyang Hou's daughter spread out inexplicably.

"Throw all these plasters away." She commanded lightly, and then seemed to remember something, and said, "It's better to put it away." ”

The first rain couldn't help but be stunned.

"What to do in a daze, what my mother gave, naturally I have to take it well." Su Wanqiu smiled, didn't say much, turned her head to look out the window, looked through the window, and looked at the night sky as deep as ink.

The night was thick, just like Su's deep eyes in late autumn.

Early the next morning, after Su Wanqiu dressed up, she got up and went to Rongsong Courtyard to ask the old lady for peace.

In Su Wanqiu's impression, her grandmother's health has never been very good, but she has always been kind and treats them equally.

As soon as she walked to the door of the main house, Su Wanqiu heard a conversation coming from inside.

"Wanqiu's face is broken, I really feel sorry for this child, and I blame me for not taking good care of her." It was the voice of the eldest lady Lin.

Hearing this, Su Wanqiu smiled slightly and walked in with her skirt.

"Mother Lao is concerned, and there is nothing to do in late autumn." Her voice was light and gentle, and it was like a spring drizzle blowing into people's hearts.

The old lady sitting on the soft collapse in the center was the old lady, she saw that although Su Wanqiu had a shallow scar on her forehead, she still had the spirit of the whole person, so she knew that Su Wanqiu was fine, and couldn't help but say: "It's okay if the person is fine, and the scar on this face is not a big deal." ”

Although the old lady's tone sounded plain, she sincerely cared for Su Wanqiu, Su Wanqiu was already a bloody person, but when she heard this kind of care for a long time, she couldn't help but turn red in her eyes.

"Third sister, it's good that you're fine." A delicate and timid voice sounded, and the bright eyes of the little girl on the side fell on Su Wanqiu's face.

Su Wanqiu turned her head to look and saw a girl with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, she was wearing a powder blue long skirt, the skirt was embroidered with delicate and beautiful lotus flowers, and she was holding a delicate hairpin on her bun, she was smiling delicately and gently, which made people feel good, this is Su Yunwan, the fifth lady of Pingyang Houfu.

"People are fine, it's just a pity that the third sister's appearance is a pity, how can I marry in the future." On the other side, the girl with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes covered her mouth and smiled, looking at the scar on Su Wanqiu's forehead, it was clear that she was gloating.

The old lady's eyebrows sank, Su Wanqiu fell from the attic, hurting her face, and she was already sad in her heart, the second lady Su Yunqian also made sarcastic remarks, isn't this sprinkling salt on Su Wanqiu's wound?

Unexpectedly, Su Wanqiu smiled, and her smile became more and more gentle and gentle: "Is the second sister so anxious to get married?" It's a pity that the second sister hasn't reached the end yet, otherwise my mother will definitely tell you a good family. ”

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this, Su Yunqian talked about marriage before she had time, isn't she in a hurry to get married?

"You!" Su Yunqian's face suddenly turned annoyed.

"Okay, second sister, third sister is sad now, don't talk about it." The eldest lady Lin sat beside the girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, and she was smiling at this time, she was the fourth lady Su Xueyi in the Pingyang Hou Mansion, because she was born by the eldest lady, so the food and clothing were naturally the best among the ladies in the mansion, and it was also incomparable to Su Wanqiu, the concubine.

Su Wanqiu's gaze fell on the girl, her gaze gradually became a little complicated, and her eyes were cold, but in just a moment, Su Wanqiu's expression returned to normal, but her fingers slowly tightened.