"I'm not married! I won't marry even if I die! ”

In the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Nie Yuanzheng, the prime minister of South Vietnam with a cyan brocade robe and a beard, sat on the Taishi chair, next to him sat a beautiful woman wearing a purple embroidered auspicious cloud skirt, and a girl wearing a goose-yellow pleated fairy skirt sat down, and the three of them stared intently at Nie Jinzhi kneeling on the ground.

At this moment, although Nie Jinzhi's body is thin, his eyes are unusually firm.

If she wants to replace her sister Nie Wushuang and marry the dying Chen Wang Chongxi, she would rather stay in the countryside for the rest of her life and never come back!

After a while, a slight smile appeared on the corner of the beautiful woman's mouth, and she said gently: "Jinzhi, you came back from the countryside today, you must not have heard of the heroic deeds of our Royal Highness King Chen, and when you go back, your mother specially sent someone to tell you that His Royal Highness King Chen is the dream lover of the girls in the entire capital!" Now that you have such a good fortune, I don't know how many people are envious, hurry back to the house to get married. ”

said the order, "Why don't you hurry up and help the eldest lady back to the room to prepare for the marriage!" ”

"I'm not married!" Nie Jinzhi broke free from the maid who wanted to pull her, and lay on the ground and begged bitterly,

"Father and mother, please don't marry me to a living dead, and my daughter doesn't want to marry someone who will never wake up!"

"Presumptuous!" When Nie Yuanzheng heard this, he was immediately furious, "Since ancient times, marriage has been the order of the parents, and the words of the matchmaker, you have to marry whoever I ask you to marry!" Do you have a choice?! ”

"It's not fair! It is Nie Wushuang who obviously has a marriage contract with King Chen, and it is also Nie Wushuang who should marry King Chen! Nie Jinzhi cried.

"Jinzhi, it's not right for you to say this," a trace of displeasure appeared on the beautiful woman Lin's face, "It is the daughter of the Nie family who has a marriage contract with King Chen, you are the eldest sister, you have not yet agreed to marry, how can there be a reason to let Shuang'er marry first." ”

"That's it," the goose-yellow girl, that is, Nie Wushuang, said coldly, "I'm the daughter of my father and mother, and you, a country woman, are also worthy of climbing me?!" If it weren't for the imminent wedding between you and King Chen, you would be a lowly breed from the countryside and worthy of entering the door of my Prime Minister's Mansion?! ”

Nie Wushuang's sour tone and disgusted eyes stung Nie Jinzhi's eyes fiercely, and she looked at Nie Yuanzheng in disbelief, his tears were full of indifference, obviously acquiescing to what Nie Wushuang said.

"So it was, so it was! Hahahaha......" Nie Jinzhi, who knew the truth, laughed maniacally, "Nie Yuanzheng! My good father, you left me in the countryside for sixteen years, I thought you were ashamed of my mother so you took me back, but I didn't expect that I was asked to fill the fire pit for you! ”

She stared at Nie Yuanzheng and the Lin clan at the top, "Even if I die, I will never be as you wish!" ”

After saying that, he hit the corner of the table next to him.

Nie Yuanzheng and the Lin family didn't expect Nie Jinzhi to have such a temperament, and they were both shocked.

The maid hurriedly went up to probe Nie Jinzhi's snort, "Master, madam, I'm out of breath." ”

Lin looked at Nie Yuanzheng with some concern, "Master, King Chen will return to Beijing tomorrow, but something happened to this Jinzhi at this critical juncture, but what should I do, I can't really let Shuang'er marry a living dead and a widow." ”

Nie Wushuang panicked, "Father, mother, I don't want to marry King Chen, I don't want it!" ”

Nie Yuanzheng twisted his beard and fell into deep thought, obviously, he didn't want Nie Wushuang to marry King Chen at all.

Lin Shi said suddenly, "Master, it's better to be like this, the wedding between Jinzhi and King Chen will be tomorrow, let's just don't know what happened to Jinzhi, and only say that Jinzhi is sick and in a coma, as long as people are sent to King Chen's Mansion, whether they are dead or alive has nothing to do with our Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

"This ......"

Seeing that Nie Yuanzheng was a little hesitant, the Lin family was busy giving Nie Wushuang a look, Nie Wushuang comprehended, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Nie Yuanzheng's sleeve and began to be coquettish,

"Father, don't hesitate, do you really want to watch your daughter marry someone who will never wake up? If that's the case, my daughter might as well be dead! ”

"Okay, okay, let's do it." Nie Yuanzheng couldn't bear Nie Wushuang's entanglement, so he immediately agreed, "You must do it well on the face, don't let people see the clues." ”

"Yes." Lin gladly agreed, looked at the brocade branch on the ground, and ordered, "Don't hurry up and bring the eldest lady back to the room!" ”

In this way, Nie Jinzhi was dragged back to the courtyard that had just been arranged for her today, Hailan Courtyard, a fresh life, and fell silently.

In the early morning of the next day, a maid changed into a wedding dress for Nie Jinzhi, and when the maid picked up the powder to put on makeup for her, the person who had been closing his eyes suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the maid's arm, and then a pair of cold eyes without a trace of expression slowly opened.

The maid saw that Nie Jinzhi suddenly opened her eyes and stared at her, and she was so frightened that her soul was scattered.

Didn't Madame say that the eldest lady was dead?

Difficult, is it, deceitful corpse?

The ghost made a miracle, she was about to go up to probe Nie Jinzhi's snort, but she was slapped by Nie Jinzhi.

"Who are you?!" Nie Jinzhi stared coldly at the maidservant and shouted.

It was only when the words came out that she felt that something was wrong, her voice was notoriously sweet and soft in the heavenly realm, how could it be so cold and hoarse?!

And isn't she crossing the Thunder Tribulation of the Dragon? Did the dragon succeed? Even the voice has changed?

Looking at the completely unfamiliar environment in front of him, Jinzhi hurriedly got up and went to look for the water mirror, but who knew that after looking for a long time, there was only a yellowed copper mirror.

The person in the mirror could vaguely see that his complexion was good, but his face was sallow, his lips were dry, and his sickness was fully revealed, and the wound on the corner of his forehead had not been treated, and there were still a little traces of blood on it.

At first glance, it is like being abused.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his brain, a white light flashed, and Jinzhi's body had some memories that didn't belong to him.

The original owner of this body is called Nie Jinzhi, is the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion of Nanyue Kingdom, her biological mother died of blood collapse during childbirth, and was regarded as ominous by her father Nie Yuanzheng, and was thrown on the Zhuangzi outside the capital just after the full moon, and was only taken back to the Prime Minister's Mansion yesterday, but who knew that he was notified to replace his stepsister Nie Wushuang to marry the seriously injured and unconscious God of War Chen Wang Chongxi, the original owner was unwilling, and all thoughts were discouraged, so he committed suicide.

Jinzhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was really a hard-working person.

However, the koi carp, who is in charge of the blessings and luck of the world, actually entered her body by mistake, which can be regarded as fate in the dark.

Now that she has become Nie Jinzhi, she must have failed to transform into a dragon, but why didn't she become a mortal as recorded in the clan?

Whatever! She didn't bother to think about it!

She is notoriously lazy in the heavenly realm, except for errands, she never does much, and she doesn't like to see people, and she just has a set of natural and straight style from the boat to the bridge, and now that she is in the world, such a good habit cannot be lost.