I have lived for twenty years. Although I have read countless time-travel novels and time-travel dramas, I never believed that "time-travel" really happened in this world. However, one day, it really happened...
In a beautiful season between spring and summer, I traveled through.
"Mei Yan, don't scare me. Mei Yan, what's wrong with you? You must never let me send someone with white hair to someone with black hair. Wake up quickly." I vaguely heard a woman's voice,
Then I was woken up by a violent shaking. Wow, what kind of pervert was this? He was so strong that he ran to my aunt and my bed in the morning. I decided to open my eyes and see who the culprit was.
"Miss, don't scare Xi'er. Miss, wake up quickly and talk to Xi'er." What's going on? I looked at the group of people around me strangely, especially the old woman in front of me.
, grabbed me and cried incessantly. People who didn’t know it thought she was mourning me.
What the hell are you dressing up like? It's not a rehearsal for a party, why are you all dressed like this? Taking a deep breath, I decided to find someone I knew and asked. However, it seemed that I couldn't find a familiar face. I lowered my head and rushed
The old woman who was holding me tightly said: "Well, auntie, please don't cry first. Can I ask you a question?" Oh, what can I do? Look around, even if this old woman looks better
Be kinder.
"Mei Yan, you, are you okay? What's going on? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Tell your mother, don't hold it back..." After saying that, he started crying very tragically. What's going on?
, Now that things have happened, I finally understood that idiom, and the so-called playing the piano to a cow is probably nothing more than that. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, and suddenly my vision went dark, and I lost consciousness again.
When I woke up again, I found myself sleeping in a strange bed. This bed was really luxurious. Is there anyone hanging a bed curtain in the 21st century? It’s incredible. I couldn’t help but make a tut-tsk sound. “Ah, Miss,
You finally woke up. It's all because of Xi'er's bad health. He didn't have a good life to take care of you. Wu... Wu... You scared Xi'er to death. Madam cried all night. The master also came to see you several times yesterday..."
A girl was muttering beside the bed.
What was this little girl talking about? I stared at Xi'er in confusion, and then I realized something was wrong. Well, why didn't I have any impression of this girl? Could it be that the freshmen of this class are not so young? It looks like
But at fifteen or six years old, I guess he must be a young genius who has skipped a lot of grades.
Oh, and this room? Oh my god, why does it look so much like the decoration in a costume drama? The elegant murals, antique bookcases, and even the tables and stools all have a vaguely scholarly atmosphere. It opened my eyes. It’s so majestic. No, it should be.
Speaking of exquisite, wow... I stood up, walked to the table, sat down, and touched the teapot for pouring water. It was made of mahogany and had some beautiful patterns carved on it. If I looked carefully, I saw that it was a picture of a naughty child playing in the water.
, it seems to be a priceless antique, I couldn’t help but let out a series of admirations.
Dizzy, what kind of look is that? Then I realized that Xi'er was observing me for a long time in surprise: "Miss, you won't have a broken head, right? Miss, do you know who I am? I am Xi'er,
Xi'er, who has been with you for 7 years, do you still remember that when you were a child, you often took me to pick persimmons in the west courtyard, and then we hid behind the garden to eat them. Later, when we were discovered, the wet nurse wanted to punish me, but you always interceded for me.
…”
What's going on? Can any kind person tell me? "Xi'er? Xi'er, what kind of dynasty is this? Uh, what's going on? I think I may have a concussion. What's going on?
I can’t even remember.” I held my head in my hands and shook it desperately.
"Miss, it's all my fault. It was me who didn't stop you. You were hit by a carriage and became like this. It's all my fault. This is the capital, and it's the year 127 of the Shengyuan Dynasty. It's the age of peace and prosperity. Miss, you belong to the Fu family.
Miss, you have an older brother..." Xi'er looked remorseful.
I roughly understand: there are two richest families in the capital, known as "the two richest families in the capital". They are Song and Fu. My name is Fu Meiyan, and my current father, Fu Tianheng, owns six families.
A silk and satin shop, eight restaurants, four pawn shops, and five properties each in the eastern and western suburbs. Not bad, and worthy of me. It is said that my mother-in-law’s wife has a son besides me, who is my biological brother.
Fu Luoli is very personable.
He served in the imperial court, and I couldn't figure out what kind of third-grade general he was. In addition, there was also a second mother, Liu Yue, whom Fu Tianheng met when he was fooling around in a brothel. Later, he took her as a concubine and gave birth to a daughter.
That is my half-sister Fu Meijiao.
"Xi'er, how did I faint? Did something happen? Let me know." Although I can't figure out the situation, even an idiot knows that there is a saying called "Know yourself and your enemy." I have to figure it out.
Why did you faint? Maybe you were framed by a villain. At any rate, you have to distinguish between friends and foes. This is my Su Yu style.
Why is Xi'er hesitating at this moment? Have I done something shameful? No way, I have gained a bad reputation since ancient times. "Xi'er, please tell me, I won't blame you.
.If you don’t say anything, I’m going to be angry.” I glared at Xi’er.
"Miss, you still remember that you once wrote a note, and you always wanted to find an opportunity to give it to Mr. Song. Yesterday you took me to the street to buy rouge, and I happened to meet Mr. Song, and then you secretly gave the note to Mr. Song.
Young Master, but the Second Miss saw it and wanted to see the note, so," Xi'er glanced at me nervously, I looked at her and motioned for her to continue, "Later, as a last resort, Young Master Song
I read it out on the spot, and then, Miss, you ran away and were hit by the carriage. Madam happened to come back from the silk shop and saw..."
What kind of note? Writing love letters has been popular in ancient times. The key is that the protagonist is still me. Oh, it’s so embarrassing. How can I go out to meet people?
It seems that my life here won't be any easier, and I have to work hard to re-establish a new and beautiful image. Well? I said I shouldn't be so ugly. Listen to Xi'er, I was rejected so quickly.
She is probably not a beauty. Thinking of this, I hurried to the dressing table. Is that me in the bronze mirror? My cheeks are a bit fleshy and bulging, and there are a few small freckles scattered next to my nose. Oh, this figure
Rong, I really can't get along with beautiful women, but damn, she is also very fat, and her height is actually five or six centimeters shorter.
Hey... I admit that my life is miserable. At this time, the door opened, and the old lady from yesterday walked in hurriedly, "Mei Yan, as soon as Mom heard that you woke up, she came to see you. Are you okay?
But it scared my mother. I won't do such stupid things again." This is my mother. Oh my God, I can tell at a glance that this lady must have been as beautiful as a flower when she was young. Why do I look like this?
, could it be a genetic mutation? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel depressed for the owner of this body, and I immediately hugged my wife and cried loudly. "Oh, Yan'er, what's wrong with you? You're injured somewhere. Do you want to call Dr. Liu to take a look again?"
"The old lady thought I was seriously injured.
"Wu...Mother, why am I so ugly? Why, why are you so thin and I am so fat? Wu..."
The old lady was shocked. She didn't expect that I would say such a thing. Then she thought about it, probably because she was hit by what happened yesterday: "If Yan'er doesn't cry, your mother is here, isn't she the young master of the Qi family?
With our family's status, Mom will make the decision for you to find a better family, but please don't do anything stupid again..."
Although I don't know what kind of good guy that surnamed Song is, I still know it well: with my current appearance, if I want to find a good wife, I guess I have to use the temptation of money.