Xue Baobao had a long, almost long dream, and it seemed that more than ten years had passed in this long dream.

In the dream, a group of people shouted around her and called Sister Bao'er, Sister Bao'er, and a middle-aged beautiful uncle kept holding her in his arms to teach her to read, teach her to plan the plate, teach her to settle accounts, and call her Baochai!

Knowing that her surname is Xue, she still calls her Baochai, is this a grudge against her or what?

Xue Baobao was so annoyed that he knew in his heart that he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up, and when he was trying to open his eyes, his body suddenly shook violently.

She was startled, and somehow opened her eyes, and the snow-blue tent roof embroidered with vanilla patterns gradually became clear.

"Girl, wake up, it's time to get up."

With the crisp voice of the little girl, layer after layer of gauze tents were lifted, and the sky in front of Xue Baobao's eyes gradually brightened.

She was not fully awake, and when she looked at the voice, she saw a tall girl in ancient costume, seventeen or eighteen years old.

She didn't recognize—

Xue Baobao was startled, the memory before falling asleep came back, something was wrong, obviously she was shot in the heart by those kidnappers in order to save her brother, why did she get here again?

Could it be that she, like some martial arts heroes, has a different heart from a normal person, so she can't die if she is shot by a gun?

Xue Baobao subconsciously touched his heart, and there was no pain at all.

She hurriedly lifted her clothes and looked at it, the heart was snow-white and pink, not to mention the wound, not even a piece of skin was broken.

She was even more puzzled, even if she was born with extraordinary talents, even if medicine was developed now, she wouldn't even leave a wound, right?

The girl in ancient costume didn't notice Xue Baobao's abnormality, turned her head and went to the tent on the left, and said with a chatter, "Girl, don't be stunned, hurry up and change your clothes and freshen up, Mrs. is sad over there."

I heard that in order to rob someone of a girl, the uncle beat someone to death on the street, and the boys who followed him said that most of the people would not survive.

But the uncle, like a nobody, threw the girl to his wife, and then he didn't know where to go, and the wife was so angry, the girl still went to untie it."

Mrs. and uncle?

She was shot in the heart and then unconscious, and this is her last memory.

After she fell into a coma, if her brother rescued her back, even if her brother didn't guard her twenty-four hours a day, he would definitely let the assistant secretary guard her, and he would never mess up a little girl she didn't know and say a bunch of inexplicable things to her.

Was she taken back by the kidnappers again?

Even if there is a little girl among the kidnappers, it doesn't matter if the little girl likes to wear ancient costumes, do those kidnappers still like to engage in stage plays?

Xue Baobao has always spared his life, and he didn't mean to fight with the kidnappers at all, so he was obediently helped out of bed by the little girl and sat in front of an antique dresser.

Two seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls approached with a basin, and one of them walked up to Xue Baobao with a basin and knelt down on one knee, raising his arms high and holding his face.

Another little girl picked up the white towel on the face plate, put it in the basin to wash, and said with a smile, "The girl hasn't woken up yet, the slave maid will serve the girl to clean her face first."

Xue Baobao, "......"

Forget it about you acting in stage plays, if you engage in this kind of feudal residual poison, I will lose my life!

Xue Baobao quickly stood up, "The basin is on the table, and I will wash it myself."

"How can there be any reason for a girl to do these rough jobs by herself? Lost the girl's nobility! Even the girl is sympathetic to us, and the wife will not obey us."

Xue Baobao, "......"

Okay, you guys like acting so much, I'm a hostage, will I be beaten if I don't cooperate?

"Ah, how can there be a knife on the bed? Is this a kitchen knife? ”

Xue Baobao turned his head to look, and saw that the kitchen knife that had followed him for three years was pinched in the hand of the little girl who made the bed and looked back and forth.

This kitchen knife was passed to her by the master before he died, it was narrower than a normal kitchen knife, and it looked more like a dagger, but it was a little wider than a dagger, sharp and easy to use.

She always carried it with her, and she cherished it very much, and somehow it fell into bed.

"Give it back!"

The little girl looked at the emotional Xue Baobao a little inexplicably, "Did the girl put it?"

What did the girl do with the kitchen knife on the bed? It's too dangerous, the slave maid will put the girl back in the kitchen, right? ”

"I'm going to stay around!"

Xue Baobao blurted out that kitchen knives and men cannot be borrowed, this is her bottom line!

The little girl looked a little at a loss, and was embarrassed for a while before she spoke, "Then, the slave maid put the girl in the dresser?" ”

Xue Baobao knew that it would be impossible for the kidnapper to let him carry a sharp knife with him, for fear that she would turn her face, so he didn't dare to continue to object.

As long as they don't throw it away, when her brother rescues her, there will always be a chance to find it back.

Xue Baobao has always figured it out, and the two little girls "served" themselves to wash their faces, and they carried them to the toilet, put on clothes in three layers inside and three layers outside, and then sat in front of the dresser by them.

"What kind of bun does the girl want to wear today?"

Xue Baobao, "...... It's good to be happy."

It was the fourth little girl who combed her hair, and she giggled when she heard this, "It seems that the girl didn't sleep well today, and she was angry, but she joked about the slaves and maids."

Xue Baobao, "......"

Look, you're really having fun!

"The slave maid combed the girl with a double bun, and the goose yellow that the girl is wearing today is just right with the double bun, which looks delicate and cute, and the wife must be happy when she sees it."

Xue Baobao, "......"

Cute and cute?

She's a person who runs around, and she's still cute and cute, does she want to become a sperm?

If you want to act, it's not like that!

Xue Baobao thought about it and casually raised his eyes to look at the dim bronze mirror, and then casually turned his eyes away-

Wait!

Xue Baobao turned his head sharply to look at the bronze mirror, although he couldn't see it clearly, but who was definitely the face of a yellow-haired girl?

The little girl who combed her hair was giving her hair, she moved so violently that she suddenly pulled her scalp, she didn't cry out of pain, the little girl was so frightened that she knelt down, "The slave is clumsy, the girl forgives her sins!" ”

The other three little girls who were busy in the room also hugged them and asked anxiously, "Girl, what's wrong?" What's bad? ”

Xue Baobao silently counted, one, two, three, four-

“…… My son, you are now older, and it is time for Miss Daughter's money to be put on the table.

I've already discussed it with your father, so I'll follow the example of the ladies in Beijing.

In addition to the four nurses who nurse you, you will be equipped with four teaching grandmothers, four big girls, eight second-class girls, eight little girls, and eight rough mothers-in-law......"

The scene in the dream vaguely appeared in his mind, Xue Baobao almost wanted to look up to the sky and howl, Mu Ran said, "It's okay, get up, bring me the diorama."

The two maids glanced at each other, carefully opened the dresser, and took out a long-handled round mirror.

In the dream, the middle-aged beautiful uncle brought back this mirror after going out once!

Although in the eyes of later generations, this is just a mirror, but it is exquisite and valuable, but it caused a sensation in the dream, and the women of the whole family came to watch how rare the mirror of the West is!

Sure enough, there is such a "diorama"!

Xue Baobao stared at the "diorama", and in the mirror was a round, white and tender face, beautiful like a snow doll, and it was definitely no more than thirteen years old.

She really became the "Sister Bao" in her dreams - Baochai!

So, she didn't have the talent to die if she was shot in the center, she died!

It's just that she didn't die, but came to the world of dreams and became a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, Baochai!

Xue Baobao clutched the mirror and became in a trance again, feeling that he was not dreaming, but really growing up from an ignorant child here as Baochai.

In the dream, her father, who personally taught her to read and settle accounts, her mother, who loved her and spoiled her, and wanted to set up a decent girl for her all the time, and the brother who was a bastard but loved her were all very real.

No, that's not a dream.

It's true!

She's dead!

reincarnated as this little girl named Baochai again, and lost the memory of her previous life.

Somehow, after waking up from this sleep, I remembered it again!

And she, Xue Baobao, has long since died, dead!

Xue Baobao remembered that after she was shot, her brother shouted angrily and painfully, she died, and my brother was afraid that he would not be able to pass this hurdle for the rest of his life!

She wants to cry very much, just like her brother taught her since she was a child, "Baby, laugh when you're happy, cry when you're sad, eat when you want, our family has long been free in RMB, and the main thing is to do whatever you want."

Xue Baobao's eyes were sour and she could barely open them, but she didn't cry.

From the moment she learned that she had been kidnapped by kidnappers to threaten her brother, she learned to endure.

In the bandits' den, she had to endure it, and now, in this dream world, she had to endure it too.

She wants to live, as her brother said, no matter when, survival is the most important thing, Mom and Dad are dead, and both of them have to live well.

Or perhaps, one day she can find a way to go back by chance, or she meets some master and monk, and she gives her brother a dream, telling her brother that she is not dead, she is still alive, and even if she dies, it is not his fault!

Xue Baobao struggled to suppress his sadness, and the memories of this life and his previous life overlapped, disturbing one after another, but they were extremely clear.

It was very cumbersome to comb the double bun, and after a long time, the girl got her hair done, put on two strings of coral beads, and inserted a pair of pearl hairpipes.

Xue Baobao had barely controlled his emotions and tentatively spoke, "Just now you said that the uncle was robbing the girl with someone outside?" ”

The girl who combed her hair smiled and said, "Yes, it has spread all over the family, and the girl doesn't have to worry too much, the other party is just the son of a little eunuch, even if he is killed, it is not worth anything."

Xue Baobao, "......"

Sounds more like that!

"The son of the eunuch? Do you know which one it belongs to and what is its name? ”

"I heard what Feng Yuan's name is, the name is interesting, he met our uncle, no matter how wronged he is, he can only bear it!"

Xue Baobao, "......"

Feng Yuan!

Sure enough, it was Feng Yuan!

Since it was Feng Yuan who robbed the girl with that uncle, that uncle must be the overlord Xue Pan, then she is Xue Baochai who didn't run away!

She was reincarnated as Xue Baochai, a scheming woman who was hated by everyone in the world of Red Mansions!

Xue Baobao, "......"

I don't know what to say.