Dongqu was still chattering and persuading: "Miss, I know, you just unexpectedly got the favor of the National Teacher the day before yesterday, and you were recognized by the Xuangui Jade Plate and became the closed disciple of the National Teacher. This turtle jade plate is extremely valuable to you. However, no matter how valuable things are, you can't hold them all day like this. ”

Ah, these words made Qin Mingyue understand why she just saw her face so small in the mirror. At this time, I was just fourteen years old.

This year, a major event happened, not only for himself, but also for the entire Liguo Mansion and the whole world. That is the old national teacher, and finally found a disciple who has a sense of the artifact Xuangui Jade Plate. That's himself, Qin Mingyue.

If you listen to the winter song, it should be that you have just received the induction of the Xuangui Jade Plate, and the national teacher has accepted herself as an apprentice, and a grand apprenticeship ceremony has been held. Now the entire imperial court and the whole world should know that he is the future national teacher and the next master of the Xuangui Jade Plate.

Although it has been a long time since the events of that year, because this is the most important thing in Qin Mingyue's life, Qin Mingyue feels as if it was yesterday. I remember that at that time, I was very excited, and I kept holding the turtle jade plate and didn't let go, even sleeping.

However, it was precisely because of this habit developed at that time that Qin Mingyue had always maintained the habit of carrying the Xuangui Jade Plate with him. It is precisely because of this that when he was just killed by Hua Yixuan and Yin Ranqiu, he still held the Xuangui Jade Plate in his hand, and it was precisely because of the Xuangui Jade Plate that he was able to detoxify, but unfortunately, the detoxification did not save his life, and in the end, he was brutally killed by his husband who had been sleeping with him for more than ten years.

Thinking of this, Qin Mingyue's face darkened.

Dongqu has been serving his own young lady, of course, he first noticed that the young lady's face had changed, and he hurriedly asked with concern: "Miss, what's wrong with you?" Are you still thinking about nightmares? Dreams are all the opposite, don't think about that. Why don't you take a break? Did the young lady drink water? Shall I pour water for Miss? ”

Dongqu said that before he turned around, Qiu Ge had already gone to pour water quickly, and Qin Mingyue said, "I don't want to drink water." There's still time until dawn, so I'd better sleep, right? ”

There was a dull pain in my heart. I just experienced being murdered, can I not be tired and uncomfortable? Besides, Qin Mingyue hadn't figured out how she came back from the dead, and there were too many things to consider. How can you not get tired? She didn't have any more interest in shopping in her old boudoir at this time, she just wanted to lie on the bed and sort it out, what the hell was going on? From being poisoned and killed last night, to now coming back from the dead, I still go back to almost twenty years ago, which is too strange.

Dongqu was busy serving Qin Mingyue lying on the bed, and said in a chattering voice, "It's right for Miss to go to bed early." We are like this, we are lighting the lamp and talking again, and after a while, if Mama finds out, she will come and say Miss. Besides, Miss is different from the past now, and now Miss has to go to the National Teacher's Mansion every day to study, and it's only the second day, so it's not good to be late. ”

Qin Mingyue thought in her heart, how could she not know that Dongqu was so wordy before. However, such wordiness moved her very much. I also feel very comfortable. Think about it, in the past ten years of life, the maids and grandmothers who served around me have been changed over and over again, the rules are strict, and they go back by themselves, although they serve themselves very thoughtfully, but they don't talk to themselves at all. Which one talked to himself a lot, and Yin Dyed Qiu said that this maid talked a lot, disturbing himself, so he was replaced and thrown out. So when I went back to the house, it was silent.

Although the maids were respectful, Qin Mingyue often felt very lonely. Because when I got home, I didn't even have anyone to talk to. Therefore, most of the time, Qin Mingyue would rather stay in the Star Picking Tower to deal with official business.

However, because he was too busy and had too many government officials to deal with, he didn't have time to manage the Jinyang Marquis Mansion, so everything was handed over to Yin Ran Qiu to manage.

At that time, what did you think? She still thinks that she is good at dyeing autumn, and thinks that she governs her family strictly and manages the mansion very well? In fact, I have been controlled for more than ten years, and I don't even know it. It's really stupid to think about it.

Dongqu put down the tent and rested outside with Qiuge.

Lying in the tent, although there was no light, Qin Mingyue could still see the Xuangui jade plate lying quietly with a little moonlight coming through the window.

This is really strange. I first fell into the poison of the ten incense soft tendons, and my whole body was scattered, and I was unable to move. Then he was poisoned by the Broken Intestine Grass, although later, with the help of the Xuan Turtle Jade Plate, he unraveled five or six out of ten, but there was still residual poison in the body.

Not to mention, in the end, Hua Yixuan stabbed himself in the heart, which was fatal. He had died of his own blood. Why is it that he is now back to when he was fourteen?

Is this a dream? Impossible, can a dead man still dream?

So what is this?

By the way, Qin Mingyue remembered that when her heart and blood flowed out, it seemed that the Xuangui Jade Plate had changed, and finally became very big, as if, she had packed herself up, and even, her own blood in her heart had become more, like a pool of water, but it was just a pool of blood.

So speculate that his life was saved by the Xuangui Jade Plate?

Thinking of this, Qin Mingyue picked up the Xuan Turtle Jade Plate and looked at it carefully.

Although the light was very weak, after all, the skills that Qin Mingyue had cultivated over the years had not changed, so he could still see it clearly.

This Xuan Tortoise Jade Plate has followed Qin Mingyue for almost twenty years, and she is very familiar with it. At first glance, you can see that something is wrong.

In the mottled color of this jade plate, there is actually a faint hint of golden blood? What's going on? Also, the body of that turtle is too dim. Moreover, the appearance of the turtle is not the same as the old god in the past, and it has become very tired.

Hey, why did you use the word exhaustion? It seems that he thinks the phantom of the turtle in the turtle jade plate is alive?

It's ridiculous.

At this time, the mocking smile on Qin Mingyue's face suddenly froze, because she heard an old voice in her mind: "Why can't I be tired?" I have worked hard for so many years to save you, a little girl who has been calculated to death, and pull you back to almost twenty years ago? Can you not get tired? Replace it with you to try? If you change it, maybe your little life will be tired, and you won't be tired? ”

Qin Mingyue was like an electric shock, who was talking to her? Qin Mingyue had never heard this voice. Could it be that there is someone else in this room besides her and the two maids?

Qin Mingyue's heart was full of horror.