Thirty-five years of Xuanqing, early spring.

It rained all night last night, and the fallen flowers fell in the backyard of the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion, and the steep spring breeze blew into the house, and it was still a little cold on the body.

Su Qingyun leaned on the soft couch, took a sip of white fungus lily porridge, and looked at the twig lines on the bowl in a daze.

She remembered that she was dead, how could she return to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion when she opened her eyes.

This is the Tilting Cloud Pavilion where she lived before leaving the pavilion, and the surrounding furnishings and decorations are all according to her preferences, revealing the liveliness and vitality of a girl everywhere, not at all as rigid and old-fashioned as the Marquis of Kangning.

In front of the door stood the early spring snowmelt screen, the butterflies on it were painted by her own hands, and the eight-treasure vase on the windowsill was later knocked by her, and the bottle mouth was missing a corner, but now it is intact.

She could be sure that she had been reborn fifteen years ago.

She has not yet married the Marquis of Kangning, the third sister has not hooked up with her future husband Kang Hongzhi, the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion has not been raided, her father and mother have not died, and the third brother has not had his legs cut off in northern Xinjiang.

Su Qingyun realized this, and her hands trembled slightly with excitement, that is to say, everything was still in time.

Recalling the tragic ending of the Hou Mansion in the previous life, Su Qingyun only felt cold all over, and every inch of skin in his body was full of unwillingness and anger.

Just a year after now, the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion was suddenly rumored to be collaborating with the enemy and treason, and then from his father's study, a large number of gold and silver treasures and evidence of collaborating with the enemy were found.

Today, the emperor was furious and ordered the seizure of the family, and the entire Dingyuan Marquis Mansion was convicted from top to bottom, her father was stripped of his title, the third uncle lost his official position, and several brothers were all assigned to the frontier.

The younger sisters lost the protection of their father and brother, and fell into disarray, and the last one all died tragically, and the youngest seventh sister was sold into the hook pen, and when she found it, the person was already crazy, and died in less than half a day.

Su Qingyun thought of the tragic situation of the seventh sister before she died, and couldn't help but redden.

And her nominal husband has been watching coldly since the accident in the Hou Mansion, and has not stood up to say a word for the Hou Mansion, and even sent someone to detain her, not allowing her to have any contact with the outside world.

She just watched her relatives die tragically, her soul screamed, and the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, which had stood for a hundred years, collapsed, but she couldn't do anything.

The despair and resentment at that time were like a fire that burned her heart, bones and blood day by day, and her internal organs were tormented and steamed.

The curtain of the Eight Treasures was lifted, Chunying and Chunqiao walked in briskly, and when they saw Su Qingyun sitting in a daze, they hurriedly stopped talking and walked up.

"The girl woke up, why didn't she call us?" In his ears were familiar soft whispers, and a soft pillow was cushioned behind Su Qingyun.

Su Qingyun couldn't help but reddened when she saw the smiling faces of Chunying and Chunqiao.

In the last life, as soon as there was an accident in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, Chunying and Chunqiao, who had been by her side since childhood, died in the Marquis of Kangning's Mansion one after another.

She trembled and walked on thin ice every day, until one time, she overheard Kang Hongzhi talking secretly with someone in the study.

Then, she found out that her husband Kang Hongzhi had an affair with her third sister Su Ruyue.

At that time, she was shocked and stunned, and her whole person was like five thunderbolts.

After a period of muddy years, her mind was full of the connection between Kang Hongzhi, Su Ruyue and Northern Xinjiang. Gradually, a terrible conjecture appeared in her mind.