Tong Yan didn't know where he was at the moment. His surroundings were covered by thick fog. There was nothing but himself. Moreover, even his consciousness and sight could not penetrate this fog.
She tried to walk forward, walking back and forth and always staying in the same place. Suddenly, the fog in front of her eyes dispersed, and a scene unfolded like a scroll.
A five- or six-year-old kid wearing a gray robe and pink makeup was being sold to an old woman by a well-dressed woman.
The woman collected the money, slammed the door after entering the yard, and the old woman outside took him away.
When I saw this, the scene changed and I came to a backyard. A row of beautiful little boys were standing in a neat manner, waiting for a man and a woman in front of them to lecture them.
Both of these two people were carefully dressed, wearing gold and silver, and were well-dressed. Tongyan couldn't hear what the people in the picture were saying, but as the woman spoke, despair and fear gradually appeared on the faces of these little boys.
The scene in front of her suddenly sped up. She couldn't help but feel sick in her heart as she watched them being taught how to play music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and how to please others day after day.
I'm disgusted with those who buy and sell children, and I'm disgusted with those men and women who train children to become their money-making tools for their own selfish desires.
She figured out where this place was. It was a Nanfeng Pavilion.
Moreover, if she guessed correctly, these scenes were probably someone's memory, but she didn't know why she saw them.
I don’t know how much time has passed in the picture, but the boy who first appeared has grown a lot taller, and his face is already showing his stunning appearance as an adult.
It was estimated that it would take at least two years for such a big change. Because it was a memory, the picture was very incoherent. She only saw this young man burning down the Nanfeng Pavilion after killing someone one night and escaping in the chaos.
After that, he was begging and wandering all the way. Tong Yan initially thought that he had nowhere to go, but after watching, he realized that he had a goal all along.
He returned to the door of the yard where he was sold, but at this moment, the yard was covered in raging fire.
Without much hesitation, the young man poured himself into a basin of water and rushed in. With a clear goal in mind, he ran straight in one direction. The place became more and more remote, and finally stopped in a dilapidated courtyard that had been in disrepair.
He dug around in a corner and finally found a delicate box. After opening it, there was a crescent-shaped pendant inside.
With just one glance, the box was closed again, and the boy ran out with it.
The fire spread to the next door, and no one came out to put out the fire, not even a shout.
As the screen jumped, I realized that the people in this place had already been massacred.
The last scene shows the young man being beaten by a group of beggars. In order to protect the things in his arms, he did not resist. The beggars beat him for a long time. They stopped when they saw that the man was motionless and they were worried that the man was dead.
After they stopped, the boy moved with difficulty. The beggars no longer beat him, but dragged him to the stinking ditch and threw him down.
After a burst of laughter, they dispersed. The young man climbed up bit by bit from the dirty water that was not deep with an expressionless face. When half of his body was still in the water, he fell to the ground exhausted.
He turned over and lay there looking at the sky. The thing in his hand was the box from before, which was held tightly in his hand.
Tong Yan felt indescribably uncomfortable when she saw the look in his eyes. It was dark and lightless, as if it was an abyss without hope.
Someone was pouring foot-washing water into the smelly ditch. When he saw a dirty beggar, he spat in disgust and poured the remaining dirty water in the basin over.
Dirty water splashed on him, but he seemed to feel nothing. His dead pupils stared blankly at the sky, without any unnecessary fluctuations.
A light rain began to fall in the sky. Pedestrians tightened their clothes to resist the cold wind and hurried back, without giving a spare look to the little beggar in the stinking ditch.
The scene came to an abrupt end, and Tong Yan only remembered those eyes full of deathly silence before fainting.
The early winter in Jiangnan is already very cold.
In the small courtyard with carved railings and jade walls, a well-behaved and clever maid came carrying a food box.
Arriving at the door of the main house, he raised his slender hand and knocked lightly on the door.
"Tangju, are you up, Miss?"
The door opened a moment after her words, and Tang Jue popped out, "I just got up. I was going to prepare hot water for the lady to wash up. You go in first."
"Okay." Hongyou went in carrying the insulated box and saw her young lady still wrapped in a quilt and lying on the bed. She chuckled, "Miss, it's already noon and you haven't had breakfast, so be careful and hurt your body."
"Hongyou, close the door quickly, the cold wind is coming in." Tong Yan sat on the bed and urged her to close the door, but he thought in his heart that the clothes in ancient times were too thin. It was only early winter, and it would be useless to wear four or five pieces.
It's snowing, but she won't freeze to death.
Tangju came in just as Hongyou closed the door, "Miss, the hot water is here."
She put down the basin, made a wet towel and wiped Tong Yan's face. After that, she put her clothes on again.
Tong Yan whispered, "Actually, you can teach me how to wear it."
Tangju smiled and said, "It is the slave's duty to serve the young lady. If the young lady has done such small things by herself, what else should the slave do?"
Tong Yan touched his nose and found that he seemed unable to refute these words.
She turned out to be a modern college graduate, but when she woke up, she became the young lady in this family who has everything she needs to wear and food to eat.
She sleeps until she wakes up naturally every day, and doesn’t have to do anything. It’s simply the retirement life she had dreamed of before!
I didn't expect that once time traveled, it would be so easy.
She had been in this world for less than a week. At first, she was worried that she would be found to behave differently from her original owner, and that she would fall off her horse or something. However, she gradually discovered that the maids did not notice anything different about their young lady.
Tong Yan couldn't help but wonder if the original owner's temperament and behavior habits were similar to hers?
Or even if they discover differences, as maids, they have no right to question their master?
After she had washed up, Hongyou laid out the meal, which was a bowl of hot meat porridge and several plates of side dishes.
Hongyou said: "Young lady, please eat these to warm your stomach first. After half an hour, my slave will bring you lunch."
Tong Yan walked to the table and sat down, eating slowly while thinking about other things in his mind.
This body seems to be that of a young lady from a wealthy family. Her parents live in Kyoto. She had to be sent to Jiangnan for careful cultivation because she was weak since she was a child. The disease was only cured last winter.
My father is a high-ranking official in the court and is very busy with official duties. My mother has to take care of the entire mansion and take care of my father, so I rarely see them twice throughout the year.
Usually I would send her some letters and money at most, but only during the Chinese New Year I would take her to Kyoto for a gathering, and then send her back after the Lantern Festival.
In this way, she would not have to worry about dealing with the original owner's relatives, nor would they find out that her core had been changed.
Although she did not take the initiative to cause it, the guilty conscience is still there.