Chapter 1 Wedge
The clapper knocked three times, and the two monks who had been invited to chant sutras couldn't resist the sleepiness and went down to rest.
In the entire mourning hall, there were only two burly girls burning paper money.
One of them yawned, picked up the white silk at hand, stood up, and said, "Get up!"
The other casually threw a wad of paper money into the brazier, and then stood up.
The night wind blew, and the paper bundles were blown loudly. The snow-white mourning hall seemed empty and inexplicably permeating.
The two girls didn't even lift their eyelids, and walked to the unsealed coffin in the middle.
Lifting their feet and stepping on the bench supporting the coffin, the two looked at the person lying in the coffin.
The snow-skinned and beautiful girl is lying quietly inside, and under the dim candlelight of the mourning hall, her appearance is even more dazzling and lifelike.
"Miss Wen?" one of the girls called out.
The girl lying in the coffin opened her eyes and sat up.
It turned out that it was not lifelike, but the girl in the coffin was originally a living person.
Looking at the person sitting up suddenly in the coffin, the two maids showed no surprise on their faces, and one of them smiled and said, "Young lady Wen has been wronged."
The girl gave a soft "hmm" and looked up to look around.
Seeing this move, the two burly girls couldn't help but pause: the girl sitting in the coffin raised her eyes, and her eyes shifted. The moving beauty is more lively and fragrant than when she was asleep just now.
Such a beauty, no wonder the young master is reluctant to let go. It's no wonder that she was worried and wanted to do everything possible to order someone to deal with her.
The two looked at each other, and one of them stretched out his hand to the girl: "Miss Wen, let me help you up!"
The girl stretched out her hand to her without doubting him. The next moment, there was a "huh", and her face changed suddenly.
The white silk wrapped around the girl's neck, and strangled her back tightly.
The candlelight flickered, stretching the shadows of the three people in the mourning hall infinitely above the ground. Two thick girls tightly strangled the girl's neck, and the girl struggled to resist.
The shadow wobbled, from struggling to letting go, from a lively beauty to a cold corpse in an instant.
Two burly maids probed the girl's neck for a long time, and after confirming that she was indeed dead, they loosened the cloth and put the girl back into the coffin.
The mourning halls are set up, of course there will be dead people, how can a fake dead person be enough?
After finishing all this, the two stout girls stepped down from the bench and returned to the brazier. They were no longer casual before, and threw a lot of paper money into the brazier with solemn expressions.
After doing something wrong, he is not as fearless as before.
"Don't blame us, if you want to blame it, you can only blame your Wen family for blocking the way of others!" A girl chattered.
"With that identity, how could you allow the young master to have someone else in his heart?"
"It's also my fault that you, the Wen family, don't know how to flatter you. If it wasn't for... hey, you wouldn't have been convicted of confiscating your family and calling for injustice. You've been reduced from a well-behaved daughter of a wealthy family to this!"
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I have had this dream countless times. From the beginning, I could only repeat the events in front of me over and over again like a marionette, to gradually I was able to control my body when I was on the verge of waking up.
With his back to her, he didn't dare to see her two girls chattering away, and he didn't notice that the girl who was strangled to death by them just now suddenly opened her eyes, and sat up quietly.
The girl thought for a while, stretched out her hand out of the coffin, and shook the paper bundle beside the coffin.
The two stout girls who didn't even raise their eyelids at the sound of paper pricking just now were startled by the sound of shaking paper pricking, and instinctively looked back.
But seeing the girl who was still lying in the coffin just now, she sat up at some point, grinning and showing her dark white teeth, and stretched out her hand to them with a smile: "Can you give me a hand?"
Two screams pierced the sky above the mourning hall.
Also... woke Wen Mingtang up from her sleep, she yawned and sat up from the bed.
Scared those two thick girls so badly, she felt refreshed and in a great mood.
I have had this dream countless times, ever since I crossed over and became the eight-year-old Wen Mingtang.
At first, it was only once or twice a year, but as the day of leaving the palace approached, it became more and more frequent. It's so frequent that I'm about to leave the palace today, but I still had this dream all night.
Everything is like an early warning.
Wen Mingtang got out of bed and took out the stack of letters in his bag as he watched the sky gradually turning pale.
The seven letters were neatly written with six big characters of "Sister Mingtang's Dear Parents", and a seal with a leaf character was engraved on the lower right corner.
After becoming this Wen Mingtang, she also inherited the scattered memories of the girl before she was eight years old.
Before the Wen family was ransacked, the girl had a marriage with the Ye family in Jinling. Of course, due to their young age, the marriage certificate has not yet been established, it is just a verbal promise.
Later, the Wen family had an accident, and this verbally promised marriage was no longer counted. The members of the Ye family personally went there before Mr. Wen was beheaded, and delivered a sumptuous meal of beheading, and let Mr. Wen write countless promises about the marriage. With the promises in black and white, it is completely the same Draw a line.
However, the little son of the Ye family who was married to her fingertips sent letters every year. Although the marriage was not mentioned in the letters, there was still some childhood friendship in the words. The last letter was sent at the end of the new year, Tao heard that she would be able to leave the palace, and invited her to Jinling to see the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.
Wen Mingtang looked at the bronze mirror beside him.
A small face the size of a palm appeared in the bronze mirror. The thick bangs covered most of the face, and also covered most of the girl's unique color.
Wen Mingtang reached out and raised his thick bangs.
Without bangs covering the brows and eyes, a breathtakingly beautiful face appeared in the bronze mirror.
She frowned, and the beauty in the mirror frowned slightly, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the moment she raised her eyes to look in the mirror, she revealed a pair of peach blossom-shaped eyes. There is water in the eyes, with a bit of dampness, between drooping and raising the eyes, the water is shining, these are a pair of extremely charming eyes.
Under the eyes is the same beautiful nose and red lips, matched with the natural snow skin and black hair, the beauty is breathtaking.
If such a face is fully displayed in front of people, and enters the palace, don't even think about leaving the palace.
Wen Mingtang lowered her thick bangs and lowered her eyelids: This is her usual appearance when she appears in Shangshi Palace.
Beautiful appearance, but... There are many beauties like this in the palace, and they are not outstanding.
Wen Mingtang didn't look at himself in the bronze mirror anymore, turned around and carefully packed his luggage.
Wait until the moment when the Drum Announced Dawn in the palace was sounded, Wen Mingtang put the three bundles on his back and pushed open the door.
Five years! From the sudden death of the first emperor to the ascension of the new emperor, she was finally able to leave the palace!
Hello everyone, I have opened a new book^-^
The new book is inspired by the two supporting characters in the previous book: the story of Dali Temple Shaoqing X gourmet heroine
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