The person in the mirror was extremely unfamiliar to Xia Yao. She stood there blankly, lowering her head and looking at the bronze mirror that was half stepped on by herself. She couldn't help but feel the fear in her heart, and her body started to tremble slightly.
An almost impossible idea entered Xia Yao's mind. She bent down slowly, picked up the bronze mirror, looked at the face inside with flickering eyes, and then looked around suddenly.
The other courtyard where I am now.
Lu Zhiyao?!
Thinking of the names the two people just said, Xia Yao suddenly felt suffocated. Could it be that she...
Although Xia Yao felt the pain in her body from what she had just encountered, she still couldn't help but reached out and slapped herself hard. The slight pain in her cheek made Xia Yao once again confirm that she was not in a dream, but this time
How to explain this weird thing?
She has become Lu Zhiyao?!
The wind blew past her ears, and Xia Yao looked up at the sky with misty eyes. As if time had stopped, she stood in that posture for a long time, then sighed leisurely, forcing herself to accept this new identity.
From this moment on, she is Lu Zhiyao. The former Xia Yao is dead. She was killed by Lin Yixiang.
The adventure of being reborn after death made Lu Zhiyao unexpectedly calm down. She looked down and saw that her two exposed arms were covered with scars. After being beaten again and again and soaked in salt water, they had begun to become inflamed.
.
Maybe this is the reason why she became Lu Zhiyao... The poor owner of this body must have died tragically in this courtyard because of being whipped. God had mercy on her and allowed her to not die. Then she had to accept it all.
, including this ridiculous and tragic identity, and everything that will be faced next.
Lu Zhiyao turned her head and looked at the only room in the courtyard. She walked slowly over, opened the door, and scanned everything in the room.
It was a very simple room, and could even be called simple. Lu Zhiyao walked around the room, and after confirming that this was where she would live in the future, she locked herself in the room, like a trapped animal.
Like a bird in a cage, although one's heart is eager to escape from here, reality can easily dash one's hopes.
Lu Zhiyao sat in front of the dressing table, brushing the side of his face with his right hand. This was a face that was obviously sallow and thin due to malnutrition, but if you look closely, you can still see its softness.
She has slender eyebrows and gleaming eyes. If she dresses up well, she will definitely be a beautiful woman.
What kind of life can torture a person to such an extent? Xia Yao, who was once the eldest lady of the General's Mansion, could not imagine it at all. Her slender wrist seemed to be broken with just a slight force. To use this kind of
The body wants to avenge a bloody sea of blood? How is this possible?
"Lu Zhiyao, Lu Zhiyao, should I thank you or blame you?" After muttering to the person in the mirror, Lu Zhiyao fell into deep thought, remembering that he had already
The family under the Nine Springs.
Her marriage to Lin Yixiang broke their hearts. They had told her more than once that Lin Yixiang had a purpose for approaching her. It was her youth and ignorance that made things become like this...
The corners of her eyes were dry, but Lu Zhiyao couldn't cry. She sat there motionless with empty eyes, like a soulless puppet, ignorant of joy and sorrow.
How should she avenge this revenge? Lu Zhiyao secretly asked himself in his heart. Not to mention revenge now, maybe even food and clothing is a problem. She has heard the name Lu Zhiyao before, and the reason why she can remember it in her heart is
Because this name is always mentioned on people's lips inadvertently, and at the same time, there are also those words that are not very flattering.
Lu Zhiyao was originally the eldest daughter of Prime Minister Lu Yuanzheng. Logically speaking, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family should be someone that many people would want to marry home. But on the contrary, she was something that all the men in the capital were afraid of.
.There are many rumors about Lu Zhiyao. Some people say that she is a broom star who killed her mother and brother. Since then, she has been completely ignored by Lu Yuanzheng, and her status has been as low as a slave. Some people say that Lu Zhiyao is as lowly as a slave.
Yao was a frivolous woman who had slept under countless men and had many abortions for them.
When Xia Yao first heard these rumors, she was just a little curious. What kind of woman could make people so annoyed that they would destroy her reputation secretly and spread rumors about her without thinking?
The corners of Lu Zhiyao's mouth slightly raised, revealing a rather helpless smile. From now on, she will be the broom star, the free-spirited woman. Yes. Very good.
Lu Zhiyao stayed quietly in the room, and Lu Zhiqing and Ye Lianrong did not come to trouble her again. It seemed that they were really frightened by her actions. Otherwise, how could such an arrogant woman let go so easily?
Pass her.
Lu Zhiyao used this rare calmness to simply tidy up the room and found some things that she could use.
There was an old medicine box in the closet, which contained some fresh herbs. Lu Zhiyao looked through it, and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes. These herbs were just picked these two days, and they are of little use on weekdays.
The only use is to reduce inflammation and swelling of injured wounds.
Lu Zhiyao treated his wounds resignedly, and after it got dark, he stood up from the chair and walked out of the room cautiously.
The feeling of hunger made Lu Zhiyao unable to endure it any longer. She looked at the sky and stepped forward.
Lu Zhiyao had been to the Prime Minister's Mansion once before, with her eldest brother to help her father deliver a letter. But that was a long time ago, and she had only been to the front hall.
Relying on his own feelings and guesses, Lu Zhiyao walked lightly according to the distribution pattern of the General's Mansion. After a while, she actually found the location of the kitchen.
The aroma coming from the kitchen made Lu Zhiyao swallow involuntarily. She pressed her body against the wall and hid in the corner. After finally waiting for the people inside to leave with plates of delicious food, she
In a flash, he quickly entered the kitchen.
Not daring to stay here too long, Lu Zhiyao took a few steamed buns and hid them in his arms, then followed the original path back to where she should be.
After filling her stomach, she took a few mouthfuls of herbal tea that was so bitter that Lu Zhiyao almost vomited it out. She lay on the hard and cold bed, not feeling sleepy at all.
A strange environment, a strange identity. If you want to live here, you have to be familiar with the situation here. Just like leading an army in a war, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. She can't let others find out that something is wrong with her. If they know that she is not
In the past, Lu Zhiyao would definitely treat her as a monster and beat her to death.
Lu Zhiyao thought this and left the room. At least for today, she had to familiarize herself with the general route of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Lu Zhiyao walked agilely in the darkness. Because she had enough time to rest, she had recovered a lot of physical strength compared to when she just woke up. Lu Zhiyao walked toward the center of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
She walked to the location, and as expected, she found the prime minister, Lu Yuanzheng, where his father lived.
After avoiding the patrolling servants, Lu Zhiyao hid in the yard, listening to the low voice coming from the room where the lights were not turned off. After hearing nothing useful about her, Lu Zhiyao turned and left.
Already.
Lu Zhiyao wandered around the courtyard. Just when she decided to go back, she unexpectedly heard a somewhat familiar voice saying her name.
Lu Zhiyao tiptoed to the window, curled up and squatted there, listening carefully to the conversation between the two people inside. But the more she listened, the more she felt something was wrong, and she felt cold and scared.
It turns out that the most terrifying thing in this world is not ghosts and gods, but the human heart.
After Lu Zhiyao listened to the conversation between Lu Zhiqing and Ye Lianrong in the room, he suddenly felt similar emotions.
"Mom, what do you think happened to that bitch today?" Lu Zhiqing lay on the bed and asked Ye Lianrong to rub her twisted waist. "Did she take the wrong medicine? Or did she really let us beat her stupidly?"
You don't even dare to say a word to us, but today you dare to hit us! The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and I can't swallow this breath!"
"I don't know. I bumped into him." Ye Lianrong also looked confused. She couldn't figure out what happened to Lu Zhiyao today. She had watched that girl grow up, and she usually spoke in a low voice to everyone.
He is light-tempered and languid, looking like he cannot live in a refined society. Could it be that he finally couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to break the pot?
"Mom, do you think that if we kill this little bitch, dad will treat us differently? How many years has it been since Yang Xinyuan died? How can my dad still remember her!"
"You don't understand this." Ye Lianrong exhaled with a complicated mood, and said quietly: "Even if some people have been dead for many years, they still won't forget what they should remember."
"Mom, this is all your fault. You said that since you took action back then, why didn't you poison that little coquettish Lu Zhiyao to death as well? It will save us from feeling uncomfortable seeing her causing trouble today! I saw
Her charming look makes me uncomfortable!"
"You damn girl, what are you talking about!" Ye Lianrong hit Lu Zhiqing hard on the back, looked back at the direction of the window with lingering fear, then lowered her voice to warn Lu Zhiqing, and said: "I tell you
, you are not allowed to say this thing again in the future, do you hear me!"
"Oh, I heard it, why are you hitting me!" Lu Zhiqing yelled dissatisfied, and continued to let Ye Lianrong rub her uncomfortable waist. "I won't say anything anymore! I just won't say anything anymore!"
