Chapter 1 The common girl returns home

Daxiang Xuande for nine years. The imperial capital is Chang'an, the prime minister's mansion.

The sun sprinkled a piece of golden light, split the flowers and brushed the willows, and fainted one halo after another.

Murong Xun knelt on the cold bluestone floor, and there was bursts of tingling in her knees. She lowered her head, like a waterfall-like green silk hanging from her ears to the floor, blocking her face and blocking the cold and murderous spirit in her eyes from time to time, making her whole body look gentle and obedient, like a It's like a sheep with any harm.

In front of him is a tightly closed door, blocking the eyes of the world, and he doesn't know how sinister the owner inside is at this moment. Surrounded by people's pointing and whispering, they are all indifferent and dead water-like silence. Not long after, she watched the door open and a middle-aged woman in her forties came out of the dim light and shadow. She wore a semi-new embroidered cloud skirt and combed the most new near-cloudy temples of the woman in Beijing. Her expression was serious, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, which looked fierce and mean.

Step by step, she picked up Murong Xun's chin, her eyes glowed with a faint resentful light, and said sarcastically, "The appearance is a little similar to that fox Meizi, and even the coquettishness and strength on her body are the same!"

After a pause, the woman smiled and said, "The master has gone to the northwest and hasn't come back yet. Your identity is to wait for the master to come back and make a final determination. Before that, you can stay in the house first!" Her index finger scratched from Murong Xun's white face, leaving a clear red mark. Her lips were close to her ear, and she said coldly and sarcasticly, "From today on, you are the lowest slave in our Murong's house!"

The woman waved her hand, and a maid in a pink shirt stepped forward and said respectfully, "What do you want, madam?"

The woman said, "Chuntao, take this little bitch down!" She looked at the maid with deep intent and said, "Have a good arrangement!"

With that, the woman slowly left with the help of the other two maids.

At this time, Chuntao straightened her chest, took a look at the servants in the yard with a smile, and said, "You can hear it clearly. From today on, this person is the lowest maidservant in our house. He said that if she dares to give her a good face, she will have a hard time with his wife, okay?" After a pause, Chuntao is still high again. Looking down at Murong Xun on the ground, he said, "Don't get up yet. Come with me!"

Murong Xun lowered his eyes and smiled faintly. The smile did not reach his eyes, and a piece of cold overflowed. He got up, in the indifferent eyes of everyone, and left with the maid who called Chuntao.

Chuntao is the eldest lady's confidant. The eldest lady often only needs one look, and she already knows how to do it. At this moment, Chuntao took Murong Xun to the front of a dark and damp small dark room. He pointed to the room in front of him and said, "You live here for the time being. Take a short rest and start working. Later, Hui Niang will come to tell you what you should do. Don't be lazy. Also, don't leave this yard casually, and don't scare the noble young masters and ladies in the house, you know?

Murong Xun nodded gently and said faintly, "I know!"

Murong Xun's nails scratched the mottled wall. Here, it overlapped with a small piece of blurred light and shadow in the memory. It seemed that the poor woman was found adultery here. Now, the old lady has let her live in a place where her mother had been humiliated. It can be seen that the cancer in the old lady's heart has not improved because of her mother's expulsion, but has become more and more serious.

Stepping into the room, a musty smell of not seeing the sun for a long time broke into his nose. Murong Xun wrinkled his nose, casually turned away the burden on his shoulders, gently touched the dust on the broken bed, and a sneer bloomed on his lips. "What kind of master is the kind of dog!"

At this moment, the door was recklessly pushed open, and the old and disrepaired door squeaked, like an old man approaching old age, just like this dead Murong Mansion. Murong Xun looked back and glanced at a middle-aged woman standing at the door, with a horizontal face, which looked very fierce. She stared at Murong Xun and roared loudly, "Newcomer, you have enough rest and start working!"

Murong Xun gently raised the corners of his mouth, and his smile was a little cold and mysterious. He slowly walked to the woman and raised his eyebrows and said, "Hui Niang?"

The woman narrowed her eyes, stepped back half a step, and said doubtfully, "Do you know me?"

Murong Xun followed a step forward, put his head close to the woman's ear, and whispered, "Of course, eight years ago, because of your shameless betrayal, an innocent and poor woman died in a foreign country! Therefore, today, you will also die. It is up to you to forgive your own sins!"

The woman's pupils shrank, and she only felt a chill hitting her back and said, "What are you talking about?"

Willow branches are Yiyi, and hundreds of flowers are competing for beauty. In the red and green flowers, I saw a woman who was in a hurry and running towards the Shangliu Pavilion where the eldest lady lived.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the eldest lady sitting on the teacher's chair drinking hot tea. She raised her eyes and gently looked at the panicked woman in front of her. A trace of contempt slowly rose from the bottom of her eyes and scolded, "Flaze, what's going on?"

The woman is about 30 years old. She is wearing a purple tassel skirt. She is graceful and slightly beautiful. She is the third aunt of Murong Hua.

The third aunt looked at the first lady and stopped talking. She opened her mouth several times but didn't know where to start. She walked around the room in a few times in a hurry, and then came to the old lady and said worriedly, "I heard that the little bitch Murong Xun is back!"

The old lady gave a gentle grace.

The third aunt lowered her eyes and turned her eyes and said, "I didn't kill their mother and daughter together in those years. At this moment, this little bitch will not come back to avenge us!" It's been eight years. Where did you think she has been in the past few years? Why didn't she come back early or late, but when Shan'er got married? Why don't you drive her away and let her come back?

The first lady's eyes flashed, showing a little coldness and murderousness. She closed the lid of the teacup fiercely and said coldly, "If I can kill her for the first time, I can kill her for the second time!" Revenge? Ha ha, she also needs to live until that time!"

The old lady held the bun and continued, "Fortunately, the master has gone to Shanxi. It's not the right time for this little bitch to come back, and she is unlucky!" We have to get rid of this problem before the master comes back!"

The third aunt was so stable that she said, "Are you paying attention?"

The first lady smiled coldly and said, "It's easier to kill her than to pinch an ant!" But I won't let her die so happily. I will slowly torture her to death to vent my hatred! I will add all the humiliations I have received to her! That's why I didn't drive her away!"

As soon as the words fell, they saw Chuntao rushing in. When the two wives saw the salute, they looked at the old lady, thinking that there was something to report.

The first lady said softly, "Say, the third lady is not an outsider!"

Chuntao said, "Madam, something happened! Just now, a dwarf said, Hui Niang, Hui Niang threw herself into the well!"

The eldest lady was shocked, and the blue and white porcelain teacup in her hand was heavily placed on the table next to her. She stood up and said urgently, "What's the matter? Can it be related to that little bitch?"

Chuntao said, "Miss Five... No, although Murong Xun was also at the scene, everyone watched Hui Niang jump into the well and commit suicide! Before she committed suicide, her mind seemed to be a little abnormal. She said that she was sorry for the fourth aunt, and the fourth aunt came back to revenge. Now the people in the house are panicked, and it is said that the ghost of the fourth aunt is back! Madam, you have to figure it out!"

The old lady smiled coldly and stared at somewhere fiercely, but she didn't say anything. At this time, the third aunt beside her couldn't sit still. Her face was a little embarrassed and impatient. She walked to the old lady and said, "What's going on?" Why did it happen in this stall!" She put her hands together and muttered to herself, "Fourth aunt, I'm sorry for you. If you want revenge, come to me. It's none of Shan's business..."

"Bang!" The third aunt was half a step back by a loud slap. The eldest lady looked at the third aunt and said coldly, "Is this scared? Even the ghost of that bitch is back, I will also call her never born! Give me a fight. The person Shan'er married is the prince of Daxiang, the emperor's relatives and nobles. As soon as she marries, she will be the princess of ten thousand people under one person. If something happens to your mother at this time, I'm afraid she will marry disgraceful!"

When it comes to the marriage of his daughter who is regarded as life, the third aunt calmed down a little and stroked her chest and said, "You're right, you're right! I can't mess up at this time. Shaner is everything to me!"

"Ghost?" The first lady stroked the trimmed round nails painted with cardamom, "You can't beat me when you are a man. Can you turn up the wind and waves when you are a ghost? I just want to see if you are a 'ghost' or me! And eight years have passed since then. The damn people are almost dead. What can she do?

As soon as the words fell, the third aunt nodded too much, "Yes, yes, it's been a long time. Even if the master pursues what happened in those years, he definitely can't find out anything!"

However, Chuntao beside her changed her face when she heard the words. She secretly glanced at the eldest lady's expression with a trepidation, and she had a secret idea in her heart.

The old lady snorted coldly and said to Chuntao, "If you continue to spread the order, if you dare to spread rumors again, cut your tongue and drive them out of the house!"

Jade hook high hanging. The moonlight is light. I saw a thin figure leaning against the window, and the white light shirt became more and more unreal in the silver moonlight, like a trance and soft dream, like a free and melancholy wind.

Murong Xun straightened his ink hair like a waterfall with one hand, but his eyes were empty, and his whole body was cold like the top of a snowy mountain.

The past is repeated in front of us over and over again. All love and hate will be reinterpreted. In front of the sharp blade of revenge, everyone will blur the flesh and blood and bones. Even if this is a double-edged sword that hurts others and yourself, since you have chosen revenge, there is no room for regret.

Murong Hua, the left prime minister of Daxiang, the great sage of Hongru, the minister of the humerus? You will know how selfish, cowardly and stupid you are, and how dirty and rotten the Murong family you have painstakingly supported and even the whole Daxiang Dynasty!

Murong, Huangfu, Li Jia, Shangguan, these four families that control Daxiang's fate, who can be alone in front of the invisible big hand?

"Who, come out!" Murong Xun's eyes changed, and he was cold and determined.

"It's me!" As he spoke, he watched a black shadow slowly step into the bleak moonlight.