The snow covered the green tiles of Miyagi, and the lake was already frozen, and the fog was so vast that it was impossible to see the difference between heaven and water.

A touch of bright red light veil moved slightly with the wind, covering the slender dancer, and the white and greasy skin was as white as fat in the movement, exuding a piece of spring light.

Ding, ding, ding.

The jade-like ankles of the beauty are tied with golden bells by the domineering rulers, and there are a few red marks ambiguously, which are embellished like falling plums, which makes people's hearts sway.

The man who was the first to drink squinted slightly, laughed, and suddenly became embarrassed, took the beauty into his arms, staggered the palm into the red yarn, and grabbed Haobai's wrist.

"Don't ......" The beauty had tears in her eyes, trying to break free in horror, begging for mercy and pitiful, "Go back, go back ......"

Although there is a gauze curtain around the pavilion, it is still outside, how can it be ......

"Huh."

The man sneered, he was obviously accustomed to predation, and reached out as if to choke her throat, but stopped again, and instead pressed the back of her neck, leaving a rough finger mark.

"I can't learn well."

His voice was soft, like a lover's murmur, with anger and punishment, blocking the unpleasant little mouth.

The sound of the veil cracking was crisp, and the golden bell ringing was ethereal, tight and chaotic......

Ahya frowned, and suddenly opened her eyes and woke up from her coma, breathing heavily, only to see an empty white snow in front of her.

She looked around, kneeling in the snow, she looked up at the familiar plaque engraved with the word "Shen Fu", and her heart was in a trance.

In her coma, she actually saw what she had really experienced in her previous life.

Those memories were like knives and axes, leaving a clear imprint on her mind.

She Ahya, the most noble princess of Beijung, once the prime minister rebelled, and her parents were killed. The traitor with a honey-bellied sword claimed that her parents died of sudden illness, but in fact assassinated her and her brother.

She and her brother had to flee, but they were separated on the way, and they were separated on the way.

After being separated from her younger brother, her personal maid Liu Nu was injured in order to protect her and was defiled by the second young man of the Shen family, and not only did she not seek justice for Liu Nu, but was regarded as a dancing girl by the people of the Shen family and dedicated to the famous tyrant - Xie Wei.

Not a wife, not even a concubine, just a canary-ravaged plaything.

has no status, and it is difficult to even protect herself, so that when her brother was disemboweled, and hung on the city wall to show the public, she couldn't even collect his body.

The country is ruined, and the family can only end this ridiculous life with self-immolation.

She closed her eyes fiercely, expelling that strange sense of humiliation from her body, and could barely suppress the sneer at the corner of her mouth.

Fortunately, it seems that even God thinks she is pitiful, and even let her do it again.

The time of her rebirth was after Liu Nu was defiled, but this time she still failed to save Liu Nu and save her from doom, and she had to kneel in front of the Shen Mansion again.

But at this time, she had not yet been placed under house arrest in the Shen Mansion, and she had not yet met the tyrant - Xie Ji.

Ahya slowly opened her eyes, raised her head, and stared at the closed main entrance of the Shen Mansion in front of her.

But this time, she must rewrite the fate of her previous life and will never let herself repeat the mistakes of the past!

She wants the high-ranking tyrant to bow down for her, wants the Shen family to pay the price for bullying Liu Nu, and saves her younger brother and takes revenge on the country.

"Yo, awake? I'm ready to do well, find a basin of hot water to help you sober up. ”

The housekeepers who guarded the door found out about her movements, and saw her kneeling in the snow and waking up from her coma, laughing and teasing: "Don't use your brain, what is the identity of the second young master, let alone playing a slave, even if you really play to death, no one dares to care if you kneel to death!" ”

Some people laughed and said deliberately: "Didn't I pay you a white steamed bun?" Money and goods! You kneel here, in case you dirty the way of the master, what is the reason? ”

The mocking words in the ears, word by word, are all reflected in the memory.

Ahya gritted her teeth and looked up coldly, glaring at them with a slight redden.

She will never forget the way Liu Nu was bruised and dying when she was thrown back into their small courtyard.

That's a living person!

It's her sisters who grew up together from childhood to adulthood, and in their mouths, it's only worth a white steamed bun!

But it is impossible to expect the conscience of the Shen family to find out that it is impossible to severely punish the wicked. The bitter fruit of innocence, she had already tasted it once in her previous life.

How ironic is it that the suffering of the victim dies on the sickbed, and the wrongdoer ends up with a false accusation, only the evil one gets away with it?

"Heaven is clear, if the Shen Mansion doesn't give it, someone else will naturally give it."

Ahya tugged at the corners of her lips and staggered to her feet, her voice hoarse after a few days of rice and water not entering, but she didn't stand in the way.

The Shen family is covering the sky in this Wancheng City, but at this time, there is another person in the city, which the Shen family cannot afford to offend no matter what.

That person is also her target, Xie Ji.

Her eyes swept deeply over the gate of the Shen Mansion, a cold light flashed in her eyes, she walked a few steps quickly, and left in the snow amid the ridicule of the family.

At the end of the day, in front of the Wancheng official office, a pair of plain hands took out the mallet from the frame and hammered it down towards the red lacquered cowhide drum surface.

Knock, knock, knock.

Three drums sounded, and the whole city moved.

The woman was dressed in plain clothes, and her head was full of green silk tied up with a branch of red plum, and a few strands fell loosely, making the face that could not find the slightest flaw more and more white.

Ahya took a deep breath, and Qing Yue's pleasant voice was full of grief and indignation, and the words wept blood.

"The people's daughter is wronged, dare to sue the second son of the Shen Mansion!"