"Hua Meiniang, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost, and I won't let you go..."

With a scream, the person on the bed opened his eyes and sat up straight. She covered her chest with her hands, scanned everything familiar in the room, and then slowly calmed down her breathing.

It turned out to be a dream.

She wiped off the sweat from her forehead, let out a breath of turbid air, and after she calmed down and got off the bed, she walked to the dressing table with the crabapple-wrapped branches.

The candle burned on the dressing table, the wick was only as big as the little finger. She picked it up with a slight flare and burst out loud. There was a water-patterned copper mirror on the dressing table, reflecting her image.

It was a delicate and beautiful face, but at this moment, there was still fear and helplessness on that face, but soon, the remaining traces were gradually replaced by the increasingly clear endless hatred.

Tears hanging from the corners of his eyes slowly slid down. The person in the mirror curled the corners of his lips at her. She reached out to wipe it off and smiled and said, "Good Girl, why are you crying? Is it just a dream that scares you to cry?"

Immediately afterwards, her smile suddenly subsided, and her voice sank, "Crying is the most useless thing. Didn't you cry enough in your previous life? But who will save you in the end?"

She stared at the person in the mirror and let out a slight grin. The light emitted from her eyes was like a demon coming from hell.

Yes, she came from hell.

She remembered that the raging fire swallowed her like millions of ants eating her body. She was powerless to move and just kept struggling and howling until the darkness in front of her eyes.

She thought she was finally dead and no longer had to bear the torture of being desperate, but who knew that when she opened her eyes again, she went back to the past.

The maid next to her told her that on the way to see the funeral of her aunt, she fainted because of her excessive sadness.

Who believes this kind of thing?

But she believes it!

She believed that God gave her a chance to avenge her. She would not let anyone who hurt her go! She would personally send them to hell with her.

"girl."

A summoning interrupted her thoughts, the door was gently opened, and a maid walked in, mysteriously walked to her side, and whispered in a low voice: "They are here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a noise coming from outside, and the dark courtyard was illuminated by the lights of fire.

The maid was a little anxious, "Girl, what should I do?"

Compared with the maid's impatientness, the girl seemed much more calm. She closed her hair that was scattered and said slowly: "Why are you anxious about Qinghuan? I always ask the girl to dress up and greet those people."

She raised a smile in the mirror. What should come is always coming. Some people are looking for death. Could it be that she still stops her? In an instant, she looked fierce and stood up and walked out.

As soon as the door opened, I saw that there were about a dozen servants outside. An old man in the middle shouted and directed, "Clog all the doors, and look at the corner door at the back, even a fly cannot fly away."

The sweet girl looked at this scene coldly, and the overlapping memories made her unable to tell whether it was her past life or this life for a moment.

She recalled the night of her previous life. That night she drank a bowl of calming soup and went to bed. She was woken up by such movements in the middle of the night. Before she could fully wake up, Mrs. Liao had already taken her people into the house. It was not until that time that she realized that there was a man next to her.

The girl shook her mind and said, "Mom Liao, it's the big night, what are you doing?"

The lady Liao turned her back to Jiao Niang. She was shocked when she heard her voice. She quickly turned around and saw Jiao Niang standing at the door in a neatly dressed manner. She was shocked and said stutteringly: "Miss Wu... Why are you awake? "

The girl smiled and said, "You have such a big battle, I am afraid that I will not sleep well after drinking the Anshen Soup."

Mrs. Liao looked at her smile and felt inexplicably furious. She stretched her neck and looked into the room hard.

The girl raised her eyebrows slightly, "What are you looking at? Do you think someone is hiding in my room?"

Mrs. Liao looked embarrassed, "No—No."

Her upside down triangular eyes were dripping around and she thought to herself: Could it be that the person who was arranged was locked by the fifth girl? Not afraid, as long as the person is in the yard, the fifth girl will be unable to speak.

Thinking of this, I felt at ease in my heart, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, "Miss Five asked me what I was here to do, you will know in a while." Hur became arrogant.

Jiao Niang looked at her expression and snorted coldly. Qinghuan looked up at the door and quickly reminded her, "Girl, the eldest lady is here."

Jiao Niang looked at the door as she said, and saw Ji's steps had already crossed the threshold. The maid and servant behind her were walking towards her like stars holding the moon.

She was wearing a red peony dress with a jewel on her head and her bright red lips added a bit of majesty to her. Her appearance was somewhat similar to Hua Meiniang, especially her eyebrows and eyes, which were almost exactly the same.

Time is really not bad at all. Jiao Niang clearly remembered that as soon as the lady Liao pressed the man, Ji arrived immediately. She cried so hard that she broke her heart and knelt at her feet and called for the wrongdoing, but Ji ignored it at all and insisted that she had an affair with others.

She also found a man's sweat towel, shoes, socks and love poems in her room. What's even more ironic is that the maid around her came out to report her, proving that she had a secret conversation with the man and had a miserable relationship. No one believed her if she could defend her again.

Her life was destroyed like this. When her father found out, he was so disgusted that he didn't want to look at her. His brother was also snatched away by Ji. Her status in the Hua family plummeted, and Ji let her be pinched and flattened her. Finally, he gave her to King Rui as a toy.

Those memories were like sharp steel needles pierced into Jiao Niang's heart. She swallowed hard, loosened her clenched fists, and smiled and greeted her, "It's so late, why is my mother here?"

After crossing Ji, he glanced at the maid behind her. The maid was so guilty that she saw her and quickly turned her eyes away.

The girl held a sneer on her lips and turned back to her gaze.

Ji had a dark face tense. As soon as Jiao Niang finished speaking, she raised her hand and slapped Jiao Niang hard in the face, "You still have the face to ask, it's all good things you did!"

The girl covered her painful face and tears rolled in her eyes, "My daughter really doesn't know what made her angry with her because she did something wrong?"

Ji pointed at the girl's nose and cursed: "You are still stubborn, shameless little prostitute, you have the shameless one, I have no shame to say it! Guyu, you say it!"

Then a maid walked out from behind Ji, glanced at the girl quickly, then lowered her head, and said, "At the first time I got up to go to the toilet, I saw a man sneaking into the girl's house. I suddenly thought of the man's sweat towels, shoes and socks he saw when he packed things for the girl a few days ago, and some poems about love and love. I was afraid that the girl would make a mistake and make a destruction of the Hua family's reputation, so I quickly told her wife."

The girl pretended to be angry and shouted at Guyu: "You are talking nonsense!"
Chapter completed!