The Xia Dynasty of the Wushuang Kingdom, the twenty-second year of Qingde.

The world is divided into three, the unparalleled country, the Ming and Tang kingdoms, and the Wuyang kingdom stand in the world, the strength of the three kingdoms is equal, there has been no war in a hundred years, the prosperous times are peaceful, and the people are at peace.

Qiyang Town is located in the northernmost part of the Wushuang Kingdom, with the continuous Qiyang Mountains and Wuyang Kingdom, Ming and Tang Kingdoms as the boundary, is the border town of the Wushuang Kingdom.

The most luxurious manor in Qiyang Town is the Zhuangjia compound, with blue bricks and red tiles, green trees and white walls, and there is a faint sound of silk and bamboo inside, as well as a few laughter. The Zhuang family is one of the largest families in Qiyang Town, and Master Zhuang was originally a big official in the court, but a few months ago because he offended the powerful, so he resigned and returned to his hometown and settled down in the newly built house.

Mr. Zhuang has five daughters and two sons, who can be described as full of wives and concubines.

One of the most remote houses in Zhuangfu is a low house, and the papier-mâché windows are broken in many places. The furnishings of the inner room are simpler, a wooden bed, a table, on which are placed coarse porcelain cups, the only thing of some value is the jewelry box, made of mahogany, carved and painted gold, next to the box resting a gold bracelet, shiny, out of place with the surrounding environment.

On the wooden bed sat a young woman, who looked to be at least sixteen or seventeen years old. Wearing a homely apricot-colored skirt, it has been washed a little white, a long black hair has not been tied up but naturally draped over the shoulders, the appearance is very dignified, the eyebrows and eyes are low, and the cherry lips are slightly pursed, but it is a pity that the right side of the face is covered by a large irregular red birthmole, which is terrifying to look at.

The woman's face was smiling, there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, she was holding a white silk in her hand, and her eyes were staring out of the window blankly.

"Bang bang bang!"

Someone in the outhouse desperately patted the door panel and shouted: "Third Miss, Third Miss, no, Madame's illness has flareed up again, come and take a look." ”

The woman closed her eyes helplessly, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, her little hands were tightly twisted in the white silk, and her lower lip was bitten out of blood, and she didn't let herself hum.

After a long time, she controlled her feelings, and said in a trembling voice: "Chunju, I know, you go and take care of my mother first, and I'll go over later." ”

Chunju outside said "hey", and suddenly asked with some anxiety: "Third Miss, are you okay?"

"It's okay, you can get over there. ”

Chunju paused for a moment, then hesitated and said, "Third Miss, Madam is like this, Seventh Brother is still young, and he is all pointing at you." It's good now, I heard that the second son of the Changxin Hou family is going to propose to the lord today for you to officially ascend to the mansion, and seeing that the hard days are about to come out, you have to take care of it. ”

"I see, you go. ”

She almost choked up and replied, and through the door, Chunju didn't hear anything unusual, and hurried to the garden.

Are you going to get through the hard days?

She looked up, her eyes teary-eyed as she swept the dust in the corner of the room. For as long as she can remember, her mother was a madman, she would pass out at every turn, unconscious and convulsive. In this big mansion, without the maintenance of her mother, the young lady is actually not as good as a first-class maid, she always eats the worst food, lives in the most dilapidated house, wears the most inferior clothes, and the most headache for her is when her mother is ill, she always has to beg the second lady in charge of the silver money to advance the monthly money in advance, and suffers a lot of white eyes.

This family affair was originally her only hope to get out of the sea of suffering, and today, today, the handsome second son is about to propose.

She hung her head weakly, tears gushing down her face.

She remembered what happened yesterday, and the memory of Yiqiē was so clear, as if it had just happened.

Yesterday, she went to the Ci Nian Nunnery outside the city as usual to offer incense, but in the backyard garden of the Ci Nian Nunnery, she saw an extremely unbearable scene, a man and a woman hugging and hugging among the bushes, very intimate.

She subconsciously turned her face away and planned to leave quickly, but a staccato conversation made her stop in her tracks.

“...... Little Hou Ye, you really plan to marry that ugly bastard, and you made a special trip for her. ”

"Look, the mouth is hooked so high, it's not the little Yu'er that I remember in my heart, I just came to Qiyang Town, and no one saw it, so I came to you. Come on, give me a smile. The man laughed flirtatiously.

The woman did not give up, and complained coquettishly: "The master has a sweet mouth, and he will only make people happy." Everyone in the town knows that tomorrow you will propose to my father for the sake of that ugly bastard. Yu'er knows that although she is ugly, she is the daughter of the main room, and in terms of identity, Yu'er is not worthy of the little marquis, and Yu'er is blessed. ”

As he spoke, tears fell, and the rain hit the pear blossoms like pity. The man was distressed for a while, and couldn't help hugging the woman tightly, frowning:

"Yu'er, don't cry, this marquis will never let Yu'er suffer, tomorrow I will go to the mansion to propose to Lord Zhuang, I can guarantee that I will marry the woman I like, and it will never be that ugly monster." ”

The courtyard was densely foliage, and she couldn't see the faces of those two people clearly, just listening to the voice, she could hear that the woman snuggled in Gongzi's arms was her half-sister Zhuang Meiyu, and this child, the little marquis in her sister's mouth, could it be-

She didn't dare to think about it, stumbled out of the backyard, and returned to the Zhuang Mansion in a daze. The maid Chunju thought that she had hit the evil, her face was pale, and she trembled, no matter how Chunju asked, she would only shake her head and refuse to say anything.

Thinking of this, her blank gaze swept over the bronze mirror on the table, and when she saw the terrifying red mole on her face inside, she couldn't help but sneer.

Ugly Eight Monsters!

There was a rush of footsteps at the door, and Chunju's voice full of surprise sounded outside the door.

"Miss, Third Miss, the little marquis has arrived in the main hall, open the door quickly!"

The time has come! She sighed, and resolutely hung the white silk in her hand on the beam, tied a dead button, closed her eyes, and put her neck in the center of the knot.

Mother, it's the daughter who is not filial, and the younger brother is the sister who is incompetent, this day is too difficult!

...... If there is an afterlife, I am willing to create bones and reshape my soul...... At that time, the three of us will come back to reunite, and I will definitely not let you be bullied, let alone make you suffer.

......

Chunju hit the door panel with her thin body like crazy, and she didn't know where she got the strength, so she stepped on the bench alone and hugged the third lady off the beam. The faithful maid lay on the body of the third lady and cried:

"Third Miss, why are you so stupid!"

"What do you want Mrs. and Seventh Brother to do?...... You're so stupid, my young lady!" Chunju choked and cried.

The third young lady's delicate body was lifeless and lay flat on the ground, and her eyes had not yet been completely closed, staring at the void as if she were dead.

That's it, dead?

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