Song Yuan's wife was reborn.

She stumbled towards the bronze mirror platform, and the antique sandalwood mirror reflected the immature child, about eleven or twelve years old, delicate and lovable, only to see the person in the mirror raise his hand and pinch the earlobe, and the pain teleported to the corner of his eyebrows and frowned slightly.

"Hehe."

Song Yuanwen chuckled, her immature voice was extremely strange in this empty and dilapidated hall.

She looked at herself in the mirror, just like the immature child who first came to this world many years ago, but her eyes changed from innocence and kindness to a bit of depth that has gone through the wind and frost.

Song Yuanwen felt that she was too stupid, as a woman in the new era, she knew that palace fighting dramas were about life and death, but she wanted to rely on the emperor's favor, and wanted to rely on her mother, concubines, husbands, courtiers and even the common people to walk a smooth sailing bright road, but how could there be a bright road in the royal compound?

lived two lives, one died at the hands of her father and brother, for money and power, the fire burned her to the core.

Wake up and cross here, she doesn't learn a lesson, she thinks she can break out of the sky, she thinks that someone will be moved by her sincerity, she is favored by the emperor, she gets the attention of the queen mother, she is surrounded by courtiers, and she is praised by everyone, but why did she still die from five horses?

She thought it was ridiculous, ridiculous that she was stupid and didn't know it, and ridiculous that she had a true heart and didn't have a long brain.

Her chest drove her shoulders to tremble, and Song Yuan's laughter grew louder and louder.

Several palace people guarding outside the palace looked at the people inside through the window, their eyebrows and eyes were a little impatient, and the palace people who were dressed in light gray and slightly older than the few people glanced at it and withdrew their gaze, and the big lama sat on the ground in front of the window, took out a handful of melon seeds and swallowed them carefully, and the corners of his lips did not forget to be sarcastic, "This little master still wants to go out, can't he stop a little?" She's not tired, we're still tired. ”

"Aunt Yan can't say that, you don't know that this little master's mother concubine is the most favored Concubine An today, we have to take care of it, in case Concubine An thinks of this one day, we can't take it here..."

The other palace also sat down, although his eyebrows and eyes were impatient, but his words were a little cautious.

The palace man who was called Aunt Yan nodded, "Chunhua is right, but this little master has been raised in front of the queen since he was a child, and everyone in and outside the palace thinks that he was born to the queen, and I haven't seen Concubine An Guifei look at this little master all these years, I'm afraid I have forgotten it a long time ago!" ”

Chunhua remembered the situation over the years, and was also a little uncertain, "It shouldn't be, this little master is the eldest daughter born to the concubine." ”

"It's not a prince, it's not unusual, not to mention that now Concubine An Guifei has the seventh prince and the tenth princess who were personally brought up, these five princesses must have been abandoned a long time ago, after all, they have been raised by that one for so many years."

Aunt Yan's mouth moved up and down and spit out two pieces of melon seed skin, and when the other palace people behind her heard this, they all looked at each other for a few minutes, and then they all lowered their eyes and went out of the door to pretend to clean with the things they were cleaning.

Aunt Yan shook her head while swallowing melon seeds, and touched Chunhua with her elbow, "When these things heard that this little master was worthless, they rolled quickly." ”

Chunhua pursed her lips and ignored it, her eyes leaning towards the dilapidated plaque of the hall.

Many years ago, the concubine Niangniang cried and handed over the five princesses to her, asking her to take good care of the five princesses and endure the humiliation, but with the seven princes and ten princesses, the concubine seemed to have forgotten the five princesses, so should she also find another way?

The laughter in the room was still there, mixed with the sound of the wind, and in this dilapidated hall it was like a ghost roaring in the underworld.

The corners of Aunt Yan's eyebrows frowned slightly, spit out a few melon seed shells mixed with white foam on the ground, and shouted towards the hall, "Little master, don't laugh anymore, this cold palace is unlucky, you don't know if you laugh anymore and think that there are evil ghosts, if you don't want to be punished, just be good, don't blame us for not protecting you at that time." ”

The laughter in the room suddenly stopped.

Aunt Yan and Chunhua glanced at each other, then slowly got up from the ground and walked towards the window to take a look, after all, this little master was the first time to listen to people, if she had said something before, this little master would have made a lot of trouble.

It's okay not to look at this, but when I look at it, I see a snow-white face magnified in front of the two of them, and the sudden scene frightened the two of them to sit on the ground, melon seeds spilled all over the ground, and people didn't get up for a long time.

The door of the temple was opened, and a girl dressed in a white coat came out.

She wore her hair loose and walked slowly towards the two of them, and Aunt Yan was so frightened that she kicked her legs back, but she didn't shout.

Chunhua only looked at her with a white face, and after a pause, she stood up and saluted the girl, "Your Highness." ”

"Chunhua, Yan Fan."

The girl, the fifth princess Song Yuan, brushed away the broken hair in front of her with both hands, smiled at the two of them, and said, "Freshen up and change clothes for the main hall." ”

The two looked at each other and replied, only to pity Yan Fan who was so frightened that his legs trembled.

Song Yuan sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the two people with four hands weaving back and forth on her head, except for the legs and feet shaking a little, and her face was pale with fright, but she was still calm.

These two people are from the old palace, but they are also poor people.

Both of them have reached the age of leaving the palace, because the queen was beaten into the cold palace, and even the children they raised were implicated, not to mention the palace people.

Fortunately, both of them have seen the world, and they have relied on some connections in the dilapidated yard, and they have been idle.

It's just that those were once upon a time.