Chapter 1: The Man by the Mass Grave
Obuchi Dynasty, August.
Thunder exploded above a mass grave on the outskirts of Beijing.
"Damn, you almost hit me!" Jiang Wan pushed away the corpse that was pressing on her body hard, and her eyes instantly turned cold, "Jiang Rujiao, you threw me into a stun, thinking I would be afraid?" ”
She stood up from the pile of dead people, moved her arms and legs, and thought of the plate of snacks brought by the personal maid Baotang during the day, and gradually narrowed her eyes, "Careless, there is no credible person in this prime minister's mansion." ”
The day before yesterday, when she opened her eyes, she felt drowned in a pool of water, and when she thought she was going to die again, she was rescued by the water-based treasure hall.
After waking up, there was a strange memory in my head——— Jiang Wan, 14 years old, the daughter of the Prime Minister of the Dayuan Dynasty, after the death of her mother at the age of 8, her father immediately raised her childhood sweetheart Aunt Wang as the main room, and her children also became concubines, and Jiang Wan became the second daughter who was not favored.
A few days ago, the Wang family came to get her Geng post, and said that she had been promised to the emperor's seventh son, ——— Qiwang, who had disabled legs, hopeless heirs, and ruined appearance. The original owner was heartbroken and committed suicide by throwing himself into the lake, so that Jiang Wan could be reborn.
The original owner's dying feelings entrusted Jiang Wan to recover the inheritance of her mother who was possessed by the wicked woman, and to investigate the real cause of her mother's death was her mother's revenge! Those who sit in the prime minister's mansion must not be able to call them Ansheng!
I just got used to crossing the heavy life for a day, and today I will be in the plan! She had never doubted Baotang.
The left hand put on the right hand and wanted to check his pulse, check whether there was any residual poison, and in an instant, his consciousness instantly entered the hospital building that had just been completed in his previous life!
Jiang Wan tried it, and it was easy to take out the things in the hospital and hold them in her hands through her mind.
Feeling incredulous, "Portable space?!" ”
"Who is there?!"
Jiang Wan dodged and hid behind a tree, and glanced in the direction where the voice came from, it was a man in a brocade robe, with trimmed eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a handsome face, obviously with black hair as shiny as the sun, but his whole body exuded a cold indifference, obviously sitting in a wheelchair, but his whole body was full of a suffocating sense of oppression.
"Don't hide, the tree isn't thick yet." The brocade-robed man snorted coldly and turned his wheelchair to the tree.
Jiang Wan shivered out of thin air, her mouth was really poisonous, her small body could not support a hundred catties, okay!
The distance was closer, and she was stunned......
"Have you seen enough?" The brocade-robed man opened his mouth coldly, and if he didn't speak, the woman's saliva was about to drip onto his clothes, "If you see enough, get out." ”
What are you dragging, Jiang Wan is most annoyed by the person who speaks in this tone, he looks amazing! Besides, why should you listen to him?
She wanted to him, so she walked up to him and squatted down, "My legs are so soft, and my mouth is so hard!" Jiang Wan saw at a glance that there was a problem on the man's legs, and he began to knock and beat with occupational diseases.
She was very professional, and the man who had been beaten several times turned pale and pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he tried his best to endure the pain.
"Comminuted fracture, so severe, how could it be like this? Are you alone? She didn't joke anymore and looked serious.
"Less and more!" The man waved her hand and pushed her to the ground.
"You're insane, I'm kind enough to help you." Jiang Wan sat on the gravel floor and her buttocks hurt and she didn't have a good airway, "I'm sick!" ”
The man in the brocade robe didn't understand what neuropathy was, but he realized that he had a lot of strength, and said in a soothing tone: "There is no neurosis, but the leg is indeed sick, just now I just wanted to tell you not to meddle in your affairs, not to push you on purpose." ”
"You think I'm nosy!" Jiang Wan got up and dusted off the ashes on his body, and left with his sleeves in a huff, but after just a few steps, he still couldn't resist his soft-heartedness.