"Miss Jiang, Miss Jiang."

"Miss! You return my young lady, woo woo ......"

"Damn, little girl, you're pretending!"

'Smack! ’

The woman who was half-lying in the maid's arms opened her eyes violently. The white tender hand grabbed the whip slightly.

With a crisp sound, the woman grabbed the whip slightly, and with force in her hand, she took the errand with a stagger.

A pair of eyes are cold and shining, this kind of weak person will not live for more than an hour in their last days.

"Damn, bad luck! Be honest with me! A flash of fear flashed in the officer's eyes, then anger, and he cursed and drew his whip back and left.

The woman looked at her reddened hands.

Is this the pain of the flesh?

"Miss!" An old woman in the distance exclaimed, holding half a scoop of water in her hand, and rushed over.

"A bunch of pups! The eldest girl in our family is still in the palace! Sooner or later, I'll kill you! ”

The people around scattered one after another, who didn't know that when this old lady protected her young lady, she was like a mad dog.

Mama scolded viciously for a long time, turned around and squatted down, holding the woman's little hand distressedly: "Does it hurt." Mama blows. ”

The woman shook her head slightly.

Her mind was combing through the memories of this world.

Jiang Chacha, the second daughter of Jiang Shangshu's family.

His father, Jiang Chenghai, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, climbed step by step from a humble scholar to a second-class master. The eldest daughter entered the palace and accompanied the king for a long time, and was named a virtuous and virtuous concubine. The second daughter's marriage contract is a product of Zhengyuan general Boyang Marquis. The scenery is unique.

No one expected that the emperor suddenly ordered the raid of Shangshu Mansion. The Jiang family, which was in the limelight for a while, was accused of communicating with foreign countries. All 17 men of the clan were beheaded, and the women were exiled for 3,000 miles and sold for officials, and they were never allowed to enter the customs.

The wife of the Jiang family is a virtuous person, leaving a letter of hatred and loyalty, and taking more than 50 women from all over the family to hang themselves.

Only the third daughter Jiang Chacha went out to drop incense, and when she got the news, she was suppressed by the Dali Division and sent to the Criminal Department. When he embarked on the road of exile, only the little maid lit incense and the grandmother fell into the clouds.

After clearing the memory of the original owner, Jiang Chacha couldn't help but be speechless.

She finally got the trumpet in the last days, and she was able to travel back to ancient times and eat those unmutated flesh, but she didn't expect to cross over to such a miserable woman.

This woman's memory is too messy, and she is still an idiot in the Jiang family's memory. I can't figure it out for a while.

"Girl, you drink saliva." Mama Falling Cloud helped her sit up.

After taking a shallow sip of ginger tea, the sweet taste instantly filled the mouth.

It's so good in ancient times, even the water is so delicious.

Jiang Chacha was feeling the happiness of drinking water, when she heard the incense next to her crying: "Why is Madam so ruthless, leaving Miss to suffer by yourself." ”

Tears fell down the incense, and she felt distressed when she saw it.

Crying in the last days is a luxury, and it is not easy to replenish water resources after wasting tears.

"Don't cry." Jiang Cha Cha raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on his face.

If it weren't for the fear of scaring these ancient people, she would have wanted to lick her tears.

"Miss!" Dotting incense cried even harder.

Jiang Chacha pressed the corners of her forehead, not persuading her much, the resources around the ancient times were abundant, she could cry if she wanted to.

Following the exiled party all the way down to Jiangnan, Jiang Chacha quickly became accustomed to the way of life in ancient times.

It's not convenient, but it's comfortable. There are steamed buns to eat every day.

It's just that the little girl who lit the incense complained every day, saying that she was suffering, and she didn't know what kind of fairy life the original owner had lived before.

"Miss, when you enter the city, you are Jiangnan. In the future, the slaves and maids will do more work, and we will be able to live slowly, and it will be good to stay up until the eldest aunt and grandmother intercede for us. ”

Dianxiang stretched out her hand and pulled the green willows by the lake, and it was rare to see her smiling.

Ginger Chacha answered, and pulled the willow leaves as if he was learning to light incense, the tender feel was very comfortable, and it would not bite.

A group of people were driven to squat down in a shack, and Mama Shenyun, like an old hen, protected ginger tea and incense behind her, giving them a comfortable space.

However, for a while, the messenger came with official documents and picked names one by one.

Until the end, I didn't hear the words ginger tea tea.

Seeing that the errand was leaving, Dian Xiang hurriedly stood up.

"Official, we are also going to Jiangnan. Do you think it's missing? ”

"You're also from Jiangnan? What is your name? ”

The officer took the official document and flipped it through it again.

"Our girl's surname is Jiang, and her double name is Cha Cha." Dian Xiang said.

"Ginger tea tea, ginger tea tea." The officer repeated it several times in his mouth, flipped through the official document in his hand.

'Smack! He closed it with a thud and glared at him viciously.

"Go! What a mess. It's still early to be exiled to Mobei. At this time, I am in a hurry to be reincarnated. ”

The messenger cursed and turned around and left.

Lighting incense stood in place, shaking as if it were a brush.

Mama Shenyun's tears also fell, holding ginger tea, a mouthful of my hard-working young lady.

Jiang Chacha is also confused, is Mobei so different from Jiangnan? Why does it sound like Mobei, as if you can't live?

"That son is black-hearted! Miss is like this, and she has to start again. This is to hate our young lady immortal! Not! Mama, I gave up this life, and I have to fight for Miss to come back! ”

The incense was shouted fiercely, and he strode out with a face.

Jiang Chacha didn't have time to think about it, she broke away from her grandmother's embrace, and stepped forward to hold some incense in her arms.

Fortunately, she is fast, otherwise she would have to go to light incense for half her life.

"Miss Jiang, how sad it is that the Jiang family is destroyed. This person is disobedient, and there are few soft-hearted masters like you. Jiangnan and Mobei, you always have to choose, if you are wavering. Don't talk about this girl, it's hard to say whether your life can be saved. ”

The officer withdrew his leg, his voice was soft, but it sounded meaningful.

Suppressing the struggling incense in his arms, Jiang Chacha said firmly: "Mobei." ”

She wanted to choose, but she had to be given the opportunity to choose. Listening to the tone of this officer, if you want to live, you have to be obedient. Since Mobei has been arranged for her, let's go to Mobei.

"Only when you think clearly can you live a long time." The officer threw down the sentence and turned to leave.

Since this day, Jiang Chacha and others have gone all the way to Mobei. The bitterness on Dian Xiang's face was even stronger, and she had to look at the moon and cry for a while every night, and Jiang Chacha was worried that she would cry blindly directly.

The long journey gave her time to sort out the memories of the original owner.

On the night before his exile, the original owner had gone to see an old man.

The two of them couldn't remember the conversation clearly, and seemed to reject the old man or something. Since then, the original owner's body has been getting worse day by day. In addition to the deliberate abuse of those errand officers, he was exhausted and went away with an illness.

It's just that after she crossed over, those servants didn't feel sorry for her anymore. But there are people who watch her every day.