Pei Shisanniang had a long dream.

This dream comes on and off.

There is only a trace of clear consciousness left, and the fragments that I try to piece together are also all kinds of strange.

In the dream, she was riding in a carriage as usual, wearing a purple and gold silk fabric that was so expensive that even a commoner could not afford it with all their hard work. She looked around casually, and the carriage under her was being cheered and swaggered by the accompanying domestic slaves.

Driving on the streets of Xingzifang.

The people around her looked at her motorcade in awe and consciously moved out of the way.

In the distance, a giant Buddha is slowly rising in the center of Xingzifang.

Shen Bingqiang was also there, and went in and out of the Governor's Mansion freely with her, discussing the matter of the Xingzifang statue with the powerful Wei Shaoqi, Lin Cheng, Wang Lengran and others.

At the same time, with the cooperation of the governor's office, she secretly purchased and monopolized other core properties in Xingzifang at low prices.

Everything is going well.

But the only strange thing is that there is always a clear blue moon hanging in the sky above our heads.

No matter it's day or night, this blue moon is always there.

But the pedestrians on the street, as well as the people around her, seemed to be used to it. No one looked surprised, no one even looked up, they were all doing their own thing.

Pei Shisanniang couldn't help but frown and looked up from time to time.

But after seeing it too much, I get used to thinking about it, and these details are quickly forgotten.

There was no time to think too much, and the scenes in front of me were switched and staged like movie clips.

There were scenes of her swaggering in and out of the governor's house, and Jiangzhou officials looked at her with fear.

At the banquet held in Xunyang Tower, she entertained dignitaries from various states in Jiangnan Province with ease, changing cups and cups, and promoting transactions in the power field like a lubricant.

Under her operation, top-level garden mansions were built on the demolished Xingzifang land, attracting wealthy businessmen and nobles from Jiangnan, and turning it into one of the few rich areas in Jiangnan Road. Every night, people were intoxicated...

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The scenes she was in were constantly changing, and Pei Shisanniang was dizzy, and the vanity of a business woman was greatly satisfied.

With the support of Wang Lengran and the Wei family, no one in Jiangzhou or even Jiangnan could restrict her, and everything she wanted to do was accomplished.

Pei Shisanniang felt that everything was beautiful and like a dream.

And this time, she cleverly and smoothly solved the big trouble between the Wang family and her son, earning Lin Cheng's gratitude. In the end, she perfectly assisted Lin Cheng in building the Giant Buddha at the Xingzi Lake construction site, and with the help of the power of the Wei family and Wang Lengran, she gained power in Jiangnan officialdom.

She was able to make waves and even become the richest widow in the south of the Yangtze River by virtue of the Xingzifang land. Even her fellow villagers in Yangzhou, as well as her fellow wealthy businessmen with a profound background who had looked down on her in the past, all gathered around her and looked at her in the center of the crowd.

Give him a look of awe and respect.

But soon, Pei Shisanniang discovered something was wrong.

In other words, a common difference.

In these scenes, there is always a lonely slender figure standing at the very back of the crowd, looking at her from a distance in the corner. Pei Shisanniang cannot see his specific face, it is blurry, and she can only vaguely see it.

He was wearing a crimson official uniform. He looked familiar, but I couldn't remember it.

It's the same every time. This lonely, slender figure, like the blue moon in the sky outside the window, has always existed.

At first, Pei Shisanniang, who was immersed in beautiful dreams, didn't pay much attention to them until the next scene became familiar to her. In fact, Pei Shisanniang didn't know why she was so familiar with this scene, as if she had experienced it once.

In the picture, she and Shen Bingqiang swaggered into the Jiangzhou Governor's Mansion to discuss important matters. When they went out, they took a carriage together, but there was a traffic jam at the door. They met an ordinary carriage.

Both sides opened the curtains at the same time, and it was vaguely visible that in the carriage opposite, there was a lone, slender figure sitting upright. The crimson official uniform was very bright and familiar.

It was exactly the blurry figure watching with cold eyes from behind the crowd in the previous sub-picture.

Pei Shisanniang, who was originally careless, was instantly attracted to her.

Shen Bingqiang, who was beside him, was sarcastic as usual, while the slender figure in the carriage opposite never moved, with a calm posture.

Pei Sanniang vaguely heard the words in Shen Bingqiang's mouth and suddenly woke up.

This person was none other than Ouyang Lianghan, who was demoted to the rank of Sima of Jiangzhou. He was a former governor of Jiangzhou and the main figure who firmly opposed the upscale transformation of Xingzifang and the statue of Xingzi Lake.

Before Pei Shisanniang could react, the two sides had already passed each other, and the vague and calm slender figure disappeared at the end of the street.

Pei Sanniang had no time to regret, and soon found herself standing at the completion site of the Donglin Giant Buddha. Together with Wei Shaoqi, Lin Cheng, Wang Lengran, Shen Bingqiang and others, they witnessed the merger of the Buddha heads and the complete completion of the Donglin Giant Buddha.

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She had even prepared in advance the ribbon-cutting ceremony to celebrate the completion.

There was a "boom" sound.

In the field of vision, the Buddha's head and body completely merge.

The whole audience cheered, and Pei Shisanniang was also very emotional. Just as her face was filled with joy and she was thinking endlessly about her future.

There was a daytime sky overhead, and the blue moon that I had long been accustomed to and thought would remain unchanged suddenly fell down.

That's right, it fell down.

As she raised her head, her suddenly shrunken pupils kept dilating and dilating... and then they landed on the head of the giant Buddha, and their heads.

Wherever the blue moon goes.

The head of the majestic Buddha falls to the ground.

All the companions around her also fell to the ground, including several noble people whose status and power made her look up to them with great humility:

Wei Shaoqi, Lin Cheng, Wang Lengran, Shen Bingqiang next to him, and everyone else standing on the field.

Their heads slipped from their necks. In front of the blue moon, all living beings are equal.

Suddenly, at the foot of the Buddha, heads were rolling and blood was flowing all over the ground.

Finally, this blue moon hovered above her head.

Under the blue light, blood began to spread all over her vision like paint on a wall.

Pei Shisanniang was stunned, and suddenly her eyes felt sore.

She raised her hand and wiped it. It turned out that the blood of her companion Shen Bingqiang splashed from her neck into her eyes, dyeing the world in front of her red.

Just when the world was soaked in blood and occupied, she tried to open her eyes wide and saw that everyone's heads were on the ground, and there was a figure standing alone in the distance, seemingly watching with cold eyes.

It seems to be...Ouyang Lianghan.

The next moment, the bright blue moon hanging upside down fell towards her head.

Pei Shisanniang's liver and gallbladder are about to burst.

My eyes suddenly fell into darkness.

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"Ah - help -!"

Pei Shisanniang woke up in the darkness, looked around, and trembled: "Where...where is this?"

She looked confused and found herself lying on a bed in the dark.

There were two waiting female officials around, one was packing the tray and the other was preparing to light the lamp. At this moment, they turned their heads to look curiously.

Pei Shisanniang suddenly felt a chill on her back, which was soaked with cold sweat. She lowered her head and saw that she was wearing a white underwear, which was quite tight and highlighted the waist and hips of a widowed woman in her thirties.

Her plump curves, especially her half-kneeling movement at this time, increasingly highlighted her peach buttocks wrapped in underwear.

But she didn't pay attention to this. There was a bitter taste like rust in her mouth. She turned her head blankly and found that the medicine bowl in the tray that the female officer had collected was empty. She must have just finished giving her Chinese medicine.

"Hey, you're awake?" A female historian said in surprise, leaving one person behind while the other quickly went out.

Pei Sanniang had a look of shock and confusion on her face. She came back to her senses only after being patiently comforted by a gentle female historian next to her. The female historian said warmly: "President Pei, this is the Supervisory Yuan. You are safe now."

Pei Shisanniang struggled to swallow her saliva: "How long have I been unconscious? Now... what time is it now?"

Wen Wen, the female historian, reported the date. When she was in a daze, she asked again: "President Pei, do you still remember the scene on the day when the Buddha's head was reunited?"

Pei Shisanniang hugged her knees, her face was lost in thought, and she did not answer.

Upon seeing this, the gentle female historian took the initiative to talk about what happened after she fell into coma, as well as the current situation.

"Young Master Wei, Young Master Lin, and Mr. Wang are all dead? And Vice President Shen, only... I am the only one who is still alive?"

Pei Shisanniang murmured to herself: "Vice-President Shen is dead, but I am not dead, so I walked around alone... Also, the murderer was the blue moon... Wait, Meng... Meng?"

After a while, she didn't know what she thought of, but she suddenly shivered and tried her best to shrink back into the quilt.

Evening has just arrived, and it's pitch black outside, and the lights haven't been turned on in thousands of houses.

The gentle female historian lit an oil lamp and went to open the window.

But she was stopped by Pei Shisanniang, her eyes full of horror: "Don't light the lamp, close the windows, cover the moon, cover the moon, don't let it in!"

The gentle female historian frowned, quickly turned off the lights, and closed the window at the same time: "Are you afraid of the moon?"

Pei Shisanniang looked hesitant, "Who is in charge of you? Who is in charge of the city now?"

"Rong Zhen Nv Shi and Deputy Supervisor Song Zheng, Rong Zhen Nv Shi will be here shortly, don't worry."

"That female historian..." Pei Shisanniang muttered to herself, then suddenly raised her head and begged:
To be continued...