Jiang Songyu felt that his body was light and airy, but his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds and he could not open them at all. This feeling seemed familiar.
After all, he underestimated the enemy.
If it was Yuan Hongxi who was really doing good things, he would have pointed his nose at him and scolded his eighteen generations of ancestors, and then tortured him so hard that he cried for father and mother.
Jiang Songyu obviously ignored that the emperor was also included in the eighteenth generation of Yuan Hongxi's ancestors.
Slowly, he began to gain consciousness.
But his body was still soft, and he wanted to check his veins carefully to know his condition.
Jiang Songyu gently moved his left hand to the pulse of his right hand, and found that his chest was soft and something seemed wrong. He touched it randomly a few times, struggled for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes.
"His uncle and grandma have such bad legs!" Jiang Songyu couldn't sit still. The voice was like a clear spring, sweet and mellow, and seemed to make people feel numb, but the words he spoke clearly did not fit the style of the voice.
This was a woman's voice...it came from his mouth! Jiang Songyu touched his face blankly, confused.
Very tender, this is not a dream!
He looked around. The gauze curtains hung down to the floor, the red lacquered hollow-carved dressing table, and wisps of incense floating in the air. It was obviously for his daughter's house...
Jiang Songyu staggered out of bed, tried his best to suppress his clenched fists, walked towards a large bronze mirror in the room, and saw clearly what he looked like now.
Perhaps the owner loves beauty so much that even the bronze mirrors are larger and higher than those installed in ordinary boudoirs, reflecting the entire figure.
He took one look and took a breath: the human skin in the bronze mirror was like gelatin, without any powder, it was like morning glow reflecting snow, and the dark eyes were like autumn water, as clear and shining as the stars.
Her dark black hair fell vertically, making her palm-sized oval face even more attractive. However, her lips looked a little pale, but it did not affect her appearance at all, and instead added a touch of pitiful color.
Her body has not yet grown out, and she looks about thirteen or fourteen years old. If she reaches the age of hair extensions, it will be great. Even Jiang Songyu, who is used to seeing her face, can't help but be stunned.
After being dazed for a moment, Jiang Songyu suddenly seemed to remember something and rolled onto the bed: "Grandma, my legs have become like this, how can I control them! It's so crazy!"
Just as he was about to hug the sheets and roll around, the door opened.
A slave in green clothes came in. She looked at the woman in the white gauze tent and said "Ah!" in surprise. She ignored the movements in Jiang Songyu's hands and hurriedly walked forward. There was a vague worry between her eyebrows: "Miss, you
I’ve been in a coma for several days, but Xing’er was scared to death.”
Myolie? Jiang Songyu put down the quilt and looked at her puzzled: "Who is here? Why am I here?"
Just after she finished speaking, Xing'er's pretty face fell down, and she hugged Jiang Songyu and burst into tears: "Miss! Don't you even know Xing'er? Xing'er has been your slave in the Prime Minister's Mansion since she was a child.
,嘤嘤嘤…”
Prime Minister? Jiang Songyu raised his eyebrows. Besides Mu Huaishu, who else could be the prime minister of Yuan Ye? Mu Huaishu was the veteran of the dynasty who had always been against him!
Tsk, we met on a narrow road, and he actually became that old man’s daughter!
Jiang Songyu frowned unhappily and muttered: "His grandma's fault, this time it fell into the hands of this old man."
Myolie's eyes widened when she heard this, and she looked at her young lady in disbelief. The next second she cried loudly: "Miss, I know you are wronged, and the Prime Minister has really tried his best to help you tell the prince."
What nonsense? What kind of prince?
Jiang Songyu's whole body tensed up when he heard the word "Prince". His grandma's fault, if the prince hadn't sent someone to assassinate him, would he be like this now? It feels good but not good.
Perhaps hearing the movement in the room, a young woman in luxurious clothes hurried in. When he saw her, he was stunned for a moment, and then he rushed over to her, hugged her and sobbed softly: "Yin'er... Mother, you have been wronged.
"
Her beautiful eyebrows, jade cheeks and cherry lips have obviously been carefully cared for. Even though she is a mother, her charm is still there. To think that her wooden voice is so charming, this inheritance cannot be underestimated...
…
Muyin, this is the name of the only legitimate daughter in Prime Minister Mu's house. Because of her beauty, the young masters from various families stepped across the threshold just to see her, but Yuan Hongxi looked at it with disdain. As a general, Jiang Songyu had previously treated this muyin
The sound is even less impressive at all.
well……
He sighed, it was still like a dream, everything seemed unrealistic.
But the tearful lady in front of him was so real...and the figure, appearance, and figure he just saw, it was strange not to believe it!
No matter what, don't let anyone find out the clues first, lest they treat him as a monster.
It is his nature to be content with the situation and not surprised by changes.
Jiang Songyu thought a little more. Since this woman's body was given to him by God, he wanted to see who killed him. He would never tolerate it!
Thinking of this, he became a little more energetic. He looked awkwardly at Mrs. Mu, whose face was full of tears in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Mother..." This "Mother" cry was extremely aggrieved, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
"The sound won't bother you."
Damn! It’s no surprise that nothing happened!
"Na Yin'er, are you really going to give up on the prince now?" Mrs. Mu, also known as Wan Peining, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, her face was sad, but she didn't know that she was now happy in her heart.
Her daughter was born like a flower, but she turned a blind eye to how many princes and grandsons were interested in her. However, Muyin had a soft spot for Prince Xi who had a sullen face all day long, and asked her to discuss the matter with the queen. The queen followed
She was a close friend of hers, and she immediately promised that this would happen, but unexpectedly she was ruthlessly rejected by Yuan Hongxi.
At that time, the queen was willing to talk things over, but he looked cold and just came to say hello and then left.
Her daughter Muyin was also a lover. After hearing this, she was so sad that she hanged herself. The Prime Minister and her were so frightened that they immediately turned pale. Fortunately, her brother Muyan quickly rescued her and walked back from the road to hell.
Who in Yuanye doesn’t know Prince Xi?
It is said that Prince Xi is not a womanizer and does not even have any concubines. The eighth prince who is younger than him has many concubines and his children can even read and write love poems.
Prince Xi's methods were rather ruthless and he was already intimidating, but he had a good appearance, which made many young ladies from different families follow him one after another.
But he was lucky enough to look down on none of them.
Once, the emperor personally arranged a marriage for him, referring to Xu Ruiqin, a talented girl from Yuanye, who was inferior to Muyin. Xu Ruiqin was beautiful and talented, and was also one of the most popular beauties in Yuanye. Yuan Hongxi heard about it
He stayed behind closed doors, drinking tea and painting at home, which made the Xu family jump up and down anxiously.
The emperor's words are worth a thousand dollars. This Yuan Hongxi even dares to disobey the imperial edict.
The emperor made a decree for them to meet each other first to cultivate their relationship. Unexpectedly, Yuan Hongxi was sleeping lazily at home, and was carried to the palace by the guards with a bed.
Immediately Xu Ruiqin couldn't bear it anymore and proposed to break off the engagement. The emperor couldn't bear it, so he could only agree, but he couldn't do anything to Yuan Hongxi. Who knew in Yuan Ye that the emperor loved Prince Xi very much, and even the prince was not that close to him.
Even the Queen Mother and the Empress had pulled many strings for him behind his back, but he ignored them.
Prince Xi also has a very weird temper. He used to be smiling and kind to others. If you unknowingly feel that you have offended him, you will pay a heavy price!
Even the little kids in Huaxiang can sing: There was a sinister man in Yuanye, and his name fell into the prince's family. Who knows who this prince is, except for King Xi, there is no one like him.
It would be great if Muyin gave up on Prince Xi. The key point is that she is such a biological daughter, so naturally she loves her dearly. Wan Peining thought of this and coaxed softly: "Yin'er, where is Prince Xi?"
Well, if you marry him, I don’t know how much grievance you will suffer, my mother feels very sad.”
Damn! Jiang Songyu rolled his eyes when he heard this. If he was asked to marry Yuan Hongxi, it would be better to stab himself to death. He patted his chest and looked at Wan Peining with a look of assurance: "Let me marry now.
I won't do anything for you, even if he comes over in a sedan chair, I won't even take a look at it, so don't worry!" After saying that, he patted his chest twice more, secretly thinking that it's so elastic.
Wan Pei thought to herself, how could Yin'er's words be different after a trip to the underworld, and she was no longer as ladylike as before. But then she thought about it, her good-looking daughter was actually rejected, and she was also indignant. Muyin
He has not yet left the cabinet, so he will definitely be even more angry.
Thinking that this was understandable, she secretly thought that she would not let her daughter suffer such injustice again in the future.
After chatting for a while, Wan Peining reluctantly walked away, and finally told Xing'er to take good care of Muyin.
Jiang Songyu thought, if Wan Peining knew that the person in this body was actually a man, and it was still him, he didn't know how he would feel.
After Wan Peining left, he waved to Myolie to come over. Jiang Songyu imitated the tone of voice of the women around him: "Myolie, how do I treat you on weekdays?"
Xing'er nodded and said warmly: "The young lady treats slaves very well." Indeed, her young lady is not easily beaten and scolded, so she is a good master. However, the slaves under the other aunts are not so good, and they are always beaten or scolded.
Yes, life is miserable.
That's it. Jiang Songyu blinked and saw that Xing'er's expression didn't look like she was telling lies. Then this "Muyin" should usually be a good-tempered lady.
She hanged herself, but she was a loyal and honorable woman. But no wonder, that woman was not thin-skinned, but when he became Muyin... it was completely different.
"Did anything happen at the house while I was resting? How many people came to visit?"
Xing'er murmured in her heart, why was her young lady interested in these things? She didn't dare to neglect it. After thinking for a while, she said: "Miss, I'm here to rest for two days. The second aunt and the third aunt will come with the second and third young ladies to see them and then leave."
Yes, I have visited you several times since I came here, and the Empress also asked someone to send her greetings, and she also sent a lot of supplements to the young lady. As for the house, nothing has happened in the past few days."
Queen?
It seems that the relationship between Wan Peining and the Queen is really good. However, the marriage did not happen, so the Queen must feel a little guilty...
Jiang Songyu nodded thoughtfully, then waved his hand: "Xing'er, I have a severe headache. You go down first and I'll rest for a while."
"Yes." Xing'er whispered.
Xing'er obediently stepped back, closed the door and wiped her tears. She had been in the palace since she was a child, and she had no feelings for the young lady. The young lady was too pitiful, she was born like a flower, but she was ruthlessly rejected by the prince, alas...
Here, after Myolie stepped back, Jiang Songyu stared at everything in the room with wide eyes. After a while, a slight sigh came through the air. He should have to bite the bullet and continue with this wooden sound.
For no other reason than revenge. After thinking about it, he turned sideways and carefully stroked his delicate and smooth cheek. From now on, his identity will be Muyin.
The sound of wood is just like him.
But how do I survive? As a woman, he has never done this before. These customs, methods, and actions are completely different!
The more Jiang Songyu thought about it, the sadder he became. For a general like him to live in such a state, it was really...exciting! and terrifying.
