On a night when the moon was bright and the stars were clear, a sudden thunder exploded in the sky, shaking the roofs of the palace, but there was no rain.
Qintian Supervisor was rushing to the Qiankun Palace, and knelt down in front of Emperor Tianwu with a plop: "Your Majesty, there is a strange movement in the sky, and in the northwest... the phoenix star is here!"
Emperor Tianwu's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly: "Northwest..." His eyes followed the half-open window and he said, "Speaking of which, Ming'er should be back."
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Thunder on a sunny day also exploded in a mountain col on the northwest border of Dashun, directly blowing up a female corpse in a mass grave.
Feng Yuheng struggled to sit up among a pile of corpses. After her head buzzed for a while, she finally woke up. But when she opened her eyes, she was startled again by the sight of dead corpses everywhere.
"Holy shit." She blinked, moved the head on her lap, and looked at her surroundings, "Am I dead?"
She clearly remembered that the helicopter she was sitting on exploded. There was no chance of survival at the absolute altitude. As a senior medical officer in the Marine Corps, she still maintained a clear mind at the moment of death.
, so Feng Yuheng was very sure that she had died.
That's right, he died and lived again.
She stood up among the dead, moved her arms and legs, and in the next moment, a strange memory suddenly flooded into her mind - Feng Yuheng, 12 years old, the legitimate daughter of Feng Jinyuan, the left prime minister of Dashun Dynasty. Three years ago
My grandfather's family was convicted and demoted to Huangzhou. My father was afraid of being implicated, so he teamed up with his grandmother to demote his mother, Yao, to the lower court, and then rehabilitated his aunt, Shen.
That's not the end of it. Then, a fortune-teller bastard appeared out of nowhere, pointed at Feng Yuheng and said: "This girl is destined to be evil. If she continues to stay in the house, sooner or later she will get Feng Yuheng."
The whole family is in ruins."
So, with a wave of her old grandmother's hand, Feng Yuheng, Yao, and their younger brother Feng Zirui, who had just turned three years old, were sent to a remote mountain village in the northwest to fend for themselves.
"I'm tired." After reviewing the original owner's life like watching a movie replay, Feng Yuheng had to accept the reality: "I have traveled through time!"
Different eras, different ages, different life experiences, different appearances, the only thing that is the same is one name.
"Don't worry!" She patted her right hand with her left hand and said comfortingly: "I understand your grievances. Now that I'm here, I won't make it easier for those who bullied you. Feng Mansion, right? This debt
I will take care of things for you!"
Suddenly, a soft sigh came from her mind, and then a girl's voice floated up, saying only: "Thank you." Her nerves trembled slightly, as if something was gradually going away.
Feng Yuheng raised her lips and smiled softly. It seemed that the original owner of this body was unwilling to die. He was only willing to leave after hearing her promise. But... having such a father and such a so-called relative in the family should be hated.
Yes!
She has always been a person who places great emphasis on commitment. Since she has taken over someone else's body, she will naturally have to take revenge.
Feng Yuheng patted the dirty rough cloth of Bala Ji, and climbed out of the mass grave neatly using a few dead people as weights. Before he could observe the terrain, he heard a burst of human voices coming over——
"That girl can get at least fifty taels of silver from selling her to Zuihualou in Fucheng. As long as we complete this deal, let alone marry Gouwazi, even two more young ones will be enough for me."
"What a beautiful idea you have! If you dare to offend the younger ones, I will go to jail with you and report this matter to the Yamen!"
"Okay, okay, I'm just going to say it casually, why do you, a bitch, talk so much nonsense!"
Feng Yuheng's eyebrows knotted, and the memory of the original owner came back again - her mother was seriously ill, and she went to a nearby mountain to collect herbs, and was suddenly knocked unconscious. Before she fainted, she looked back and forth, but before she could hold up the stick, she
The man who let go was Wang Shugen, a man from the Wang family at the east end of the village.
Behind her at eight o'clock, Feng Yu Heng's positioning ability was accurate. As the sound got closer and closer, she stood up, looked around quickly, spotted a mountain crevice with dense foliage, and got in...