The wind outside the window blew into the house, and the wind chimes "jingled" non-stop. The white-glazed vase under the windowsill is inserted with a few peach blossoms, with dewdrops being blurred by the sun, and the pink and tender are beautiful.

"Miss, Miss" Miao Gui ran into the house with a happy expression and opened the bed curtain with a huff: "You get up quickly, the adults are back, and they are calling you over for breakfast." Thinking about it, he tilted his head and snorted in relief: "The adult also said that the third lady should be punished well."

Lin Qingyu opened her eyes when she heard the voice, the light was too dazzling and she couldn't help but squint. I only saw a little girl in a pink dress standing next to the bed, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a pair of clean eyes that could see the bottom at a glance. At this time, he was talking with his mouth open and closed.

"The third young lady is too arrogant, and actually pushed you into the pool. You drank cold medicine yesterday and fell asleep, so I don't know the attitude of the third miss, and you actually said that you want to drown......" Miaogui stopped her mouth in time, helped Lin Qingyu out of bed, brought her shoes over and put them on for her, and muttered: "The slave has never seen a more vicious woman than the third lady." ”

In front of us is no longer the noisy and dark summer night, no longer the sneers and ridicule of the people. It's a room full of warm spring and familiar chatter and complaints.

Lin Qingyu was stunned and let Miaogui fiddle with it, and only after a while did she react, looking at the girl who was shaking open her neatly folded clothes and putting them on herself, her eyes were very sour, and she said with a trembling voice: "Miaogui?"

The personal maid who grew up with her went to the Hou Mansion with her as a maid to marry. In the first year of her marriage, she was lynched to death with a cane because of a heavy collision with her sister-in-law. When Lin Qingyu heard the news and rushed over, Miaogui had no breath and was finally buried hastily. This has also become a scar on her heart.

Miao Gui saw Lin Qingyu looking at herself stunned, her eyes suddenly happy and sad, and she couldn't help but be a little panicked. Lin Qingyu has always been lively, not a well-behaved lord, and it is strange to be so quiet today.

"Miss? What's wrong with you? The face is so bad? Miao Gui was so frightened that her face turned white, and she hurriedly dressed her. Holding her hand, touching her forehead and checking her body, she frowned nervously and said, "Didn't you fall into the water last night and hurt something?"

Lin Qingyu took Miaogui's hand and felt her body temperature and real touch. Grit your teeth and don't let yourself cry.

Is it a dream?

It was clear that she was dead.

Do dead people dream?

But why is it so real?

Lin Qingyu didn't dare to think nonsense, for fear of waking up and being in the cold hibiscus courtyard, guarding a few feet high wall of a courtyard, cocooning herself and hastily shackling her life.

"I'm fine, I'm ...... I miss you very much, and I miss my mother very much. ”

Miao Gui sighed, and patted her chest with palpitations: "It's really scared to death the slave maid, if you want to see your aunt and slave maid accompany you, just go there, but your aunt is listening to the incense courtyard and Mrs. to make amends." In fact, this time Miss is indeed innocent, it was the third miss who pushed the second miss, but you blamed your aunt for dereliction of duty. ”

Lin Qingyu listened to it with little understanding, and only felt that this picture was very familiar.

She sat in front of the dresser and looked up at the person in the mirror who had not yet experienced the repression of patience. The person in the mirror is still young, with a small face carved like white jade, long eyelashes like a small fan, and his eyebrows and eyes are more flexible, and his red mouth is moist and moving. The emerald green coat is embroidered with delicate silver silk moire, and the yellow smoke is spread out like a moon.

"What year is it?" Lin Qingyu suddenly spoke.

"In the twenty-eighth year of Zhaoli, isn't Miss sleeping in a daze?" Miao Gui wet the comb and combed Tang Jinyan's hair lightly, secretly envious of the soft green silk around her fingers.

"Zhaoli 28...... Thirteen years old......" Lin Qingyu muttered to herself, raised her hand, and saw her small, round and fair hand in disbelief, feeling that all this was so unreal.

At the age of thirteen, she is still a boudoir girl who does not touch the spring water with her fingers, although she is only a fourth-class family in Kyoto, but she is still blessed and loved by her parents. You don't have to be disgusted by your mother-in-law, your sister-in-law is cheap, you don't have to carefully maneuver around in the deep house step by step, and you don't have to walk on thin ice to deal with your husband who is slowly changing.

She died in the thirty-sixth year of Zhaoli, and she was twenty-one years old—dying in the long stormy night with endless despair.

Could it be that God has mercy on her life again?

Miao Gui opened the small box on the dresser, took out a pair of crisp yellow phalaenopsis fringed hair combs and pinned them to Lin Qingyu's buns, and nodded with satisfaction: "Miss is really a beauty." At this time, the adults should be in a hurry, so the young lady should go to the front hall quickly. ”

Lin Qingyu walked on the corridor outside the house, and saw the lush bluegrass and pear blossoms under the eaves.

At the age of thirteen, she had an argument with Lin Shiyu, the daughter of the Lin family, and was pushed off the lotus pond, which she was very impressed, because Lin Shiyu was punished by her father and hated herself even more, causing their relationship to become more and more incompatible.

"Miss!" Miaogui walked a few steps and found that Lin Qingyu didn't follow, but when she turned around, she saw her playing in the yard, and stomped her feet angrily: "Why are you playing again, the old lady is also here, you will be punished again later." ”

Lin Qingyu's heart skipped a beat, thinking of her grandmother, Mrs. Xue.

Mrs. Xue gave birth to one daughter and two boys, but she was extremely patriarchal, and her granddaughter was not allowed to call her grandmother on weekdays, so she could only call the old lady politely. Even the only daughter tried her best to send her to the East Palace and serve as a concubine for the prince, who was seven or eight years younger than her daughter, and had a profligate and tyrannical temperament.

Because Lin Qingyu's father Lin Qiwen has no son, the Xue family desperately stuffed women into the big house, but it was just a basket of granddaughters. She is not angry with her son, but she doesn't treat these "uncompetitive" women in Dafang very much.

Lin Qingyu's memory gradually came alive, as if everything in front of her was real, and everything in Gu Hou's Mansion was just a nightmare, and now that the long night has passed, the dream has also woken up.

Lin Qingyu sighed, smiled at Miao Gui through the pear blossom curtain, and her eyes were filled with a layer of moisture: "Miao Gui, we will all be good in the future." ”

"Miss, what nonsense are you talking about?" Miao Gui was confused when she heard this, and always felt that Lin Qingyu was a little different, and muttered to herself: "Didn't you soak in the water for a while, and people have also opened their minds?" ”

In the center of the hall is a delicately carved sandalwood table of eight immortals, on which more than a dozen dishes are rich and exquisite. There are large blue and white porcelain pots on the wooden shelves in the four corners of the hall, and inside are the dark and green gentleman's orchid, which is also pleasing to the eye when served by people.

Lin Qingyu stepped on the threshold and heard Old Madam Xue's reprimand, and her originally warm face instantly turned cold.

In her previous life, her mother, Aunt Su, was indirectly killed by Mrs. Xue, and this family was finally demolished by this unreasonable old woman.

"You girl really don't have any rules at all, let me wait for you here, where is there any lady who looks like a lady?" Old Madam Xue sat firmly on the upper seat, and the crowd around her was like stars holding the moon. The hair on his head was already gray, and he was wearing a hairpin full of emerald hairpins, and the jujube red jacket on his body was secretly embroidered with dense patterns.

Mrs. Xue lived in the big house, and she made a rule that her daughters-in-law were not allowed to eat at the dining table in the hall, so only the Xue family was present, and Lin Qiwen had five or six granddaughters. Everyone held their breath and was silent, some watched the jokes, and some worried about scolding themselves.

Only Lin Qiwen's face is not very good-looking.

Lin Qingyu was uncharacteristically silently scolded, sat down in the vacant position next to Lin Qiwen, looked around at everyone present, and finally fell on Old Madam Xue.

If her attitude towards Old Madam Xue in her previous life was awe and disgust, in this life, I am afraid that she will only have disdain left. An old woman who didn't know much about the whole family was held in her own hands, and finally ended up with a miserable end.

This is also her cocooning herself.

Old Madam Xue saw that Lin Qingyu didn't refute herself, and snorted coldly: "A concubine is a concubine, and she can't be on the stage like her mother." I don't recognize my identity, and I have a dispute with my daughter-in-law, and I deserve it even if I drown! ”

Lin Qiwen heard his mother scolding his wife and daughter with a gun and a stick like this, and he couldn't listen to it anymore: "Mother, this Lin Shiyu's fault, why are you scolding the girl again." She was frightened last night, and it wasn't a big deal to wake up late. ”

Lin Qingyu glanced at Lin Qiwen, a little surprised that he would speak for himself, although he was the head of the family, he was a foolish and filial, and he was indecisive and unassertive.

"Not a big deal? I married your father at the age of thirteen to work hard with the family business, your father died early, I worked hard to bring you up, what did you do not do for your good? Old Madam Xue snorted coldly, and patted the rice bowl and chopsticks: "The Su family didn't raise her daughter well, and gave birth to a restless thing, let her stay in the Pear Flower Courtyard this month to copy the female ring three hundred times, and learn how to be a good wife and mother. ”

Lin Qiwen sighed helplessly, in a dilemma.

"Why is the old lady so angry today?" Lin Qingyu picked up the rice bowl and scooped a spoonful of soup slowly.

scolded herself, but it was her mother Su Liyun who was punished. If it was before, she would have suffered it, but she didn't want to compromise anymore when she lived a new life. She will live well, live better than anyone else, no longer seek glory, wealth and happy love, but make up for the regrets of the previous life little by little.

The first regrettable thing is that her mother Su Shi, after Lin Qingyu married in the previous life, Su Liyun was driven to the Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing by Mrs. Xue, and she was depressed all day long, and died of an emergency not long after......

"Slap" Old Madam Xue slapped the table, glared at Lin Qingyu and sneered, with a wrinkle on her face: "You are getting more and more regular." ”

"That's thanks to the good upbringing of the old lady, after all, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked." Lin Qingyu ignored Old Madam Xue's eyes that wanted to eat people, her little face was tense, and she looked directly at Old Madam Xue fearlessly, as if there was a thousand years of cold ice in her eyes, which made people feel a chill from her spine.

Old Madam Xue saw the chill in her eyes, and there was some sweat on her forehead, but when she thought of being overshadowed by a thirteen-year-old girl, she couldn't help but be angry: "Do you really think that I don't dare to drive your mother and daughter out of the Tang Mansion?" ”

Lin Qiwen gave Lin Qingyu a look, for fear that she would anger Old Madam Xue again. Although Lin Qiwen is the head of the family, it is Mrs. Xue who really holds the power of the family.

"You'd better get us out." Lin Qingyu laughed contemptuously.

When she was dying, Chunmei said that when the three princes of Kyoto changed the sky and ascended the throne, then the princelings would naturally fall.

Although Lin Qiwen is only a secretary who supervises poetry and book classics, and has no political position, the main wives of the Lin family's big house and the second room are all military attaches who stand in the prince's faction, and her aunt Lin Mengshu is the prince's favorite concubine.