When the single descendant first woke up, he was lying in a coffin, and there seemed to be a bustle outside, and the funeral party seemed to have an argument with someone.

Okay, I can't get out now anyway, so let her remember what happened.

She colluded with the princess and queen mother to drink fake death wine, and lay on the window for half a night to blow the wind, and in a trance, that person seemed to have come, but it didn't seem to have come.

She couldn't wait to say the last words to him, only left a suicide note full of blood and tears, and fainted to death.

Half-asleep and half-awake, she heard the maid's screams, and she knew that she was lying in a strange position in front of the dresser, like a female ghost who had died violently.

She opened her mouth, but found that she could not move, nor could she make any sound, so she simply rested and fell back into her deep sleep.

Woke up again, right now, hooked his fingers, and still didn't respond, he should have been out of the palace at this time, right?

"Why didn't Si Yanyin, that liar, bring someone to save her?"

"The beginning of the lineage! Descendants! Suddenly, there was the sound of Si Yanyin's coffin slapping outside.

"Open the coffin, I'm going to be suffocated." Yi Chu shouted loudly in his heart.

"You died so miserably! Descendants! Woooooooooooooooo ”

"What do you mean? Could it be that the situation has changed? ”

"What kind of system does the princess of a country stop in front of the coffin, get out of the way."

"Is that his voice?" Shan Zichu blinked, his voice, she will never forget until she dies.

"Could it be that he himself sealed the coffin and buried himself today? Don't! She wailed in her heart, which meant that she had to die if she didn't die.

"Brother Huang, I was very good friends with me when I was born, and you don't know it, so let me catch up with her, right?"

"What is there to talk about with the dead? I still have something to deal with after the burial, so don't delay the hour! The cold voice did not carry a trace of emotion, and her heart seemed to twitch.

She died, and he didn't care so much?

"Brother Huang, if you have something, why don't you let me bury your descendant on your behalf?" Si Yanyin asked.

It was quiet for a long time.

"Okay, I don't want to get dirty!" He spoke lightly.

"Bad luck?" He didn't forget to humiliate her when she died?

At this moment, Yi Chu felt that it was better to really die.

"Brother Huang, go slowly, .....," Si Yanyin's shout came from outside the coffin.

Her heart is already cold, colder than her fake death body, is it true that emperors are all heartless people?

After thinking about it, she suddenly felt difficult to breathe, and she didn't know if her emotions had driven the effect of the medicine again, but this time it was different from the previous feeling, and her body gradually became lighter.

As if to break free from her body, her eyelids pressed her eyeballs more and more heavy, and in a trance, a light appeared in front of her eyes, she went against the light, but stepped into the air,

fell into the boundless abyss, and suddenly there was a cry in my ears, is it Si Yanyin? Did she rescue her?

No, it doesn't seem to be, this voice is not Si Yanyin's.

"Firecrackers! Firecracker! ”

"Firecrackers?" Why did this name, which had almost been forgotten by her, suddenly appear in her mind?

Seven years ago, Xi Yanguo Prime Minister's Mansion

Outside the window, the thunder rolled unconsciously, the wind blew open the window, rolled up the curtain next to the bed and swayed in the wind.

The person on the bed woke up from the nightmare, and before he could breathe, he felt a cool breeze in a trance, and the chill was gusting. She got out of bed and walked barefoot to the window, intending to close it.

But my heart suddenly felt a peace that I hadn't experienced for a long time in this stormy night, so I stood by the window and didn't move for a long time.

"Firecrackers, I said you are standing by the window and chanting?" The woman at the other end of the room leaned up, her hair was messy, her delicate brow was about to wrinkle into a hill, and she exclaimed, "Don't close the window yet!" ”

The woman in front of the window came to her senses and reached out to close the window that was creaking in the wind.

Lying back on the couch, there was already a slight snoring sound at the other end, presumably the scales of the bed were asleep again, this kind of pillow to sleep, thunder and immovable temperament is also enviable.

But the firecrackers are already sleepy, God knows how hard she has worked today, how long she has memorized the poem before falling asleep, and now it is good, and the previous work has been lost.

Firecrackers, firecrackers she has used the name for five years but still has not been used to it, sometimes she can't help but think deeply about what her name is at night, when her father and mother left her in front of the Mengjue Temple, has she already chosen a name?

It's just that, an abandoned child is like a bowl of leftovers thrown away, who will name her?

She wanted to thank that on the third day of the Lunar New Year five years ago, when Aunt Ju brought her to join Second Mrs. Qi, the sharp-eyed young woman learned that the orphan in front of her had no name.

He casually pointed to the remains of firecrackers set off last night in the snow outside the gate and said, "Oh, this girl will be called firecrackers in the future!" ”

Fortunately, what the second lady saw was the firecracker in the northwest corner of the gate, and if she saw the lump of cow dung in the southeast......

But people just don't know how to be satisfied, after glad that they didn't call it dung and pee, the firecrackers sighed, since they came on the third day of the Lunar New Year, why not call it the third day of the new year, or the year, but fell into a firecracker.

Because of this name, every Chinese New Year, I will be ridiculed by other scary people in the house.

On the third day of entering Heng Mansion, she was told by the eldest lady's maid that there was already a third year of junior high school in the house, and none of them were left behind from the first to the fifteenth day of the first month, and they were all taken by the second lady Qi.

Firecrackers can't help but sigh that there are so many people who have no names like her in this world.

Thinking about it, the rain has stopped, and the sky is about to brighten, but the firecrackers are starting to feel sleepy, whatever! Let's sleep for a while, anyway, she is already the most alternative existence in this house, so she simply tilted her head and sank into a dream.

At noon the next day, the firecrackers were lying on the trunk of the big locust tree, intending to squint at a sweet dream, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of green skirt in the corner and went away from the back door.

Men and women love or are it really harmful, the firecrackers closed their eyes, this bright touch of green, who else would it be if it wasn't a scale? The maids of the old lady in the East Garden are all dressed in bright yellow, and the old lady is old and bright.

The maids of the eldest lady of the West Garden were dressed in emerald green clothes, and the eldest lady said that she felt green and eye-catching.

The second lady of Nanyuan Qi likes purple, although the firecrackers are a little puzzled by the taste of the second lady's name, but she is still happy about this purple.