Chapter 1 Reincarnation
“Princess!”
The intermittent choking sounds were disturbing and disturbing.
Jiang Shaohua's mind was dizzy, his eyes seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't open them. He struggled to say two words: "Shut up!"
What he got in return was an excited exclamation. : "The princess has spoken!"
"Great! The princess finally woke up. Woohoo!"
I couldn't get a moment of peace even under the underworld of Huangquan.
Jiang Shaohua's heart was filled with anger. He didn't know where he got the strength, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
The two little maids squeezed their heads and hung above her eyes. One's eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and the other's nose was filled with snot.
“The princess is awake!” the red-eyed little rabbit shouted in surprise.
Snot Bubble wiped her nose happily: "I'll call Mother Zhang."
"Yinzhu, Tubai!" Jiang Shaohua's nose felt sour and he murmured: "You are all here."< br>
These are the two personal maids who grew up with her.
When she was ten years old, she was admitted to the palace by Empress Dowager Zheng, and Yin Zhu Tubai accompanied her into the palace. Later, Yinzhu died tragically in the palace in order to protect her master. Tubai married with her, and died within a few years of the plague that ravaged the capital.
She lived to be thirty-five years old. On her birthday, she was given poison and wine by Emperor Taixi. She closed her eyes in anger and died unwillingly. I never thought that when I arrived in Huangquan, I would meet Yin Zhu Tubai first.
How come they two are only thirteen or fourteen years old?
Jiang Shaohua stretched out his hand to hold Tu Bai who was about to leave excitedly, and was startled by the warm skin he touched.
This is clearly the body temperature of a living person.
Wait, why are her hands so much smaller?
Jiang Shaohua's pupils suddenly shrank, and a surprising thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Yinzhu, go get the makeup mirror."
Yin Zhu was confused, but without asking any further questions, he quickly brought a bronze mirror in the shape of a crabapple flower.
The bronze mirror is smooth and bright, clearly reflecting the face of a young girl.
It’s actually a bit reluctant to call her a girl. The face in the bronze mirror looks somewhere between a girl and a young girl.
Smooth black hair spreads over her shoulders, and her skin is so white that it seems to be glowing.
The eyebrows are like crescent moons, the eyes are like dotted paint, the bridge of the nose is slightly raised, and the lips are like red vermilion. She already has a stunning face at a young age.
"What year is it now?" Jiang Shaohua's voice trembled slightly, and it was only then that he realized that his voice was particularly childish.
Yinzhu was confused when asked: "Why did the princess suddenly ask these questions?" Could it be that she was haunted by a nightmare?
Tu Bai's wrists were clenched so hard that his eyes flashed with water: "Princess, my hand is about to break."
Jiang Shaohua calmed himself down and relaxed. Looking down at his hand, he saw that Tu Bai's wrist had been strangled with a circle of marks.
She only used three-thirds of her strength, how come she made the hand seal?
Full of doubts and fog.
Jiang Shaohua took a deep breath: "You guys step back first and go call Mother Zhang."
Yin Zhu Tubai looked at each other and took the order to step back. After a while, a woman entered the house. This woman is about thirty-two or thirty years old, with an oval face, beautiful appearance, and neatly dressed.
It is Jiang Shaohua’s wet nurse Zhang Mama.
Zhang’s mother’s maiden name is Zhuyue. When she was young, she was the personal maid of Nanyang Princess Jiang Yan. Two years after Jiang Yan married into the family, Zhang's mother was promised to marry a guard in the palace. A few years later, the guard died protecting his master during a hunting trip. Zhang’s mother was so distraught that she gave birth to a posthumous son prematurely and died before the full moon was over.
At this time, Jiang Shaohua was born. Zhang's mother wiped away her tears and became Jiang Shaohua's wet nurse.
Jiang Yan sacrificed her fragile life to give birth to a daughter, and died less than a year later.
In Jiang Shaohua's heart, Zhang's mother, the wet nurse, is half a mother.
Unfortunately, when she went to the capital, Zhang’s mother fell ill and was unable to go with her. Later, Zhang's mother fell ill and died, and master and servant were separated forever.
At this moment, the yearning and longing that had been suppressed in my heart for more than twenty years came to my mind. Jiang Shaohua's eyes suddenly became hot, and he threw himself into Zhang's mother's arms and cried.
Mama Zhang was startled and quickly hugged her ten-year-old master and coaxed her: "Did the princess have a nightmare? Don't be afraid. There are slaves here, and all evil spirits must be avoided. "
Jiang Shaohua clutched Zhang's mother's sleeves tightly and cried uncontrollably.
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At the age of ten, she followed her father's advice and left Nanyang County and entered the palace. I never returned to Nanyang County after that.
The huge Nanyang Palace and family property fell into the hands of his father.
When she was sixteen years old, Empress Dowager Zheng asked her to have a political marriage with the powerful Wang family.
She already had a sweetheart, but she felt soft after Empress Dowager Zheng cried out. In order to secure the throne of the young emperor, she broke off with her sweetheart and married into the Wang family.
At the age of eighteen, she gave birth to a son. When she was twenty years old, her husband died unexpectedly, and she was reluctant to abandon her son and remarry. Resolutely remained a widow for more than ten years and raised her son.
As his son grew up day by day, he listened to rumors and suspected that she was constantly involved with her old lover. He got into angry disputes with her, and mother and son were separated.
The son personally brought the glass of poisoned wine to her lips, looking at her with contempt and disgust: "For so many years, you have been involved with your old lover. He always makes things difficult for the Wang family, all because of you."< br>
"You are frivolous, unchaste, unruly, and unworthy of being my mother."
This young man who hated her and blamed her and told her to die immediately is the same as the boy who held on tightly to her more than ten years ago. The child who clung to her wrist and relied on her wholeheartedly was actually the same person.
The choices she made when she was young turned into sharp arrows that hit her between the eyebrows a few years later.
The moment the poisonous wine was poured into her throat, she was filled with despair, grief, anger and grievance.
Zhang's mother kept stroking her back and comforted her softly: "The prince has been gone for a year, and the princess has been observing filial piety in the mansion. This filial piety is watched by the prince in heaven, and he will definitely keep the princess safe."< br>
In the third year of Taikang, King Nanyang passed away. Jiang Shaohua observed filial piety to his grandfather for a whole year. Today is the day of filial piety. It is now the fourth year of Taikang.
The people coming from the palace should be arriving at the Nanyang Palace soon.
Long-lasting memories quietly come to mind.
Jiang Shaohua stopped crying, slowly wiped his tears with a handkerchief, and said softly: "Mom, don't worry, I won't cry again in the future."
The tone was firm and decisive.
Mama Zhang was startled when she heard this, and glanced at her master subconsciously.
Ten-year-old Jiang Shaohua straightened her slightly thin and fragile waist, and had a pair of dark eyes, as deep as a pool of water with no bottom.
It seems that in an instant, it has experienced countless winds and rains, but it still stands firm.
Mother Zhang was a little flustered and a little distressed.
Knock knock knock!
The knock on the door was slow and steady, and there was concern in his voice: "Shaohua, dad is here to see you."
Jiang Shaohua's eyes were slightly cold.
Mama Zhang frowned slightly, then quickly returned to normal and went to open the door.
A man in his thirties stepped in. The man is tall and slender, with a gentle temperament and excellent appearance. Especially a pair of eyes, which are particularly beautiful.
Such as a jade gentleman, nothing more than that.
It is Jiang Shaohua’s biological father, Lu Xuan.
The black hand who pushed her into the vortex quagmire for the first time in her previous life.
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