It is solemnly recommended to the princess to publish fairy tales with 1.6 million words: [e="The Fairy Road of a Concubine"]
"don't want!"
A shrill cry broke through the silence of dawn, reaching straight to the sky, startling the birds that were perched outside the window and flew up.
"Miss, have you had a nightmare again? How many times has it happened this day?" A gentle female voice full of worry and extreme concern came to her ears, and a soft wet cloth was gently wiping her sweaty cloth.
On the forehead, Lingxi's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
Is it a nightmare? Or a hallucination? She looked at the woman in front of her. She was beautiful, but she looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. The personal maid Gao Xiaoxiao was wearing a green blouse and gauze, and her appearance was vaguely a smaller version of her when she grew up. Her face
The whole thing is full of worries. What is going on? Am I not dead? Why am I here again? Although Xiaoxiao is not as pretty as she was when she grew up, she is already a beautiful little embryo, but at this moment
She has pure eyes and a childish look, just like she did when Lingxi was always by her side before leaving the palace.
After waking up several times and falling asleep again, Lingxi finally confirmed one thing after waking up this time, that is, she was reborn. She was reborn until she met that unlucky man, and all tragedies were over.
when it happens.
However, when she dreamed back at midnight, she repeatedly recalled the miserable scene when her Jian'er was framed and fell off the horse, as well as the vicious woman's bitter and sarcastic look:
"Sister, do you think I look good in my princess's gorgeous clothes?" Roumei giggled, with a showy and provocative look on her face, and her beautiful face bloomed with charming grace. That poppy-like beautiful face,
Gently leaning towards Lingxi's ear, she will never forget those vicious words in her life. "My good sister, I forgot to tell you. Just now, the prince has announced that Jin'er will be the future Crown Prince Jin."
.From today on, your position is already mine. Hehehe..."
She will never forget that fatal punch to the chest.
"You crazy woman, are you looking for death?" At that time, the man she loved most, the dignified Duanqing Wang Ning Huaiyuan, looked ferocious, mercilessly raised his fist towards her and hit her chest hard. But her body, which was already overwhelmed,
Then it flew away far away like falling leaves.
Her body rose into the sky, and the breeze blew up a corner of her yellow gauze skirt. There was a sad look on her beautiful face. Her eyes, the helpless pale color, and the despair in her eyes, anyone could see it at a glance.
She couldn't help but burst into tears. The tears in her eyes quickly merged with the water in the pool.
With a "bang" sound, her head accidentally hit the decorative black reef in the lotus pond.
The excruciating pain made her almost faint. The back of her head was hit directly. Red flowers suddenly bloomed in the green water. Those flowers slowly rippled and changed colors from time to time. It was shocking.
of red.
The red flowers quickly spread in front of Lingxi's eyes, turning into blood red. In an instant, most of the pool water was dyed red.
She smelled a strong scent of blood at the end of her nose, and the tingling sensation at the back of her head made her sober in an instant.
A suffocating feeling came over her, and her mouth and nose were filled with water, which was extremely uncomfortable.
Lingxi has had the experience of drowning since she was a child, so what she fears most in her life is water. However, she never imagined that she would die in such an uncomfortable way in the end.
After regaining her consciousness a little, her instinct for survival made her struggle desperately in the water, her body rising and falling.
She felt short of breath and her body kept sinking.
In a daze, Lingxi seemed to see Jian'er's cold and helpless body again, his closed eyes. There was also Jian'er waving to her, calling her affectionately: Mother, mother.
Thinking that Jian'er was killed by Roumei's own hands, the boundless hatred in her heart surged out again, and her heart felt like a knife cutting through life, making her unable to breathe.
If she dies, it will be settled once and for all, but it will give those two bitches an advantage.
Heartbroken, she murmured in her heart that she couldn't die like this, she wanted to live, and she couldn't let those bitches live happily. So she bit her tongue hard, and the smell of blood filled the tip of her tongue, and a straight line of blood
Pills spurted out of her mouth.
Her voice was like a ghost's voice, which spread far away: "Ning Huaiyuan, I, Feng Lingxi, have plotted with blood today, and the manzhu and sand are the proof. There are no leaves when the flowers and leaves stand out, and there are no flowers when the leaves stand out. I make this poisonous oath.
, If there is an afterlife, I would rather be with you Huaiyuan, where the flowers and leaves are intertwined, walking alone on the other side, and never seeing each other again in all our lifetimes..."
"Roumei, I curse you. You will never be able to get the love of a man in this life, the next life, and the next life!"
After swearing the poisonous oath and using up his last bit of strength, Lingxi closed his eyes peacefully.
But the moment she closed her eyes, she clearly saw a flash of orange-red light slowly emanating from her chest... The light grew bigger and bigger, and finally covered the entire water surface.
The exquisite dragon and phoenix pendant that had been worn around Lingxi's neck since childhood slowly floated up in the water. Countless whirlpools were generated around the dragon and phoenix pendant, sucking all the bright red overflowing into the water.
A huge vortex suddenly appeared on the water, like a constantly rotating spiral, slowly turning.
At this time, the dragon and phoenix pendant absorbed the blood from Lingxi's body and became brighter and brighter. The orange-red brilliance was so bright and boundless that it was refracted from the water and illuminated the entire palace as if it were daytime.
In that brilliance, there unexpectedly appeared a golden dragon soaring in the clouds and mist, and a colorful phoenix with flying wings. Their heads and necks met, and they cherished each other.
Then the jade phoenix screamed sadly, then opened its wings violently, a strange red light flashed in its eyes, and the body suddenly slammed forward, forming a light-shaped wind whirlpool, which shot directly into Feng Lingxi
on the forehead.
When the flying-winged colorful phoenix arrived at Feng Lingxi's body, they saw that the dragon and phoenix pendant, which was originally two halves of a crescent moon and had an arc shape, actually separated from the middle.
And from the other half of the dragon pendant, a black figure flew directly out.
Looking at the man's unclear face, he was a handsome young man with a face like a crown jewel and a very handsome appearance. His eyes were cold and stern, but his expression contained a sickly meaning.
He took a deep look at Lingxi, stretched out his figure, held half of the dragon pendant suspended in mid-air in his hand, then turned around and left quickly.
And Lingxi's body was strangely drawn into it by a flash of green light.
The originally calm lake surface suddenly rolled out a white vortex thousands of feet high. From the white vortex, a strange seven-color light appeared. The light reached the sky and took a long time to dissipate.
When the weather calmed down, the servants of the palace fished in the lotus pond for three days and three nights, but found nothing.
And the trace of bright red blood left on the reef is clearly visible...