Dressed as the real daughter of the wealthy control group

When Mu Qingyi died of illness, the government and the public mourned. At that time, Changge was by his side.

Mu Qingyi took off his court clothes and only wore plain clothes. He sat in front of the window, looked at the deep night outside, and whispered: "This life has finally come to an end. Didn't you sleep tonight?"

"I know you are sleepy. You are asleep for seven or eight months of the year. When you are asleep, the scroll will be gently rolled up. When you wake up, the scroll will glow, and occasionally you will turn over. It is very cute. "

He said with a low smile, stroking the beauty on the painting scroll with his terminally ill skinny fingertips: "I've known you for so long, I haven't seen your face, I don't know your name, but it must be extremely beautiful."

Changge felt the heat of his fingertips. In this life, he has been an official for ten years. He is deeply loved by the people and has benefited countless people. He has accumulated more merit than the previous two lives. It is very comfortable to be touched by him.

She reached out to touch him across the scroll, and wrote stroke by stroke on the scroll: "Long Song."

The handwriting quickly disappeared in the night.

Mu Qingyi's eyes sparkled, and he said softly, "Goodbye, Changge, see you in the next life."

He caressed the scroll, and passed away suddenly.

Soon there were cries from Shoufu's mansion. After Mr. Shoufu died of illness, the picture of beauty disappeared. Mrs. Tai raised her adopted stepson alone, and continued to support the Mu family. Officials are full of dignitaries.

The third world ends.

After Mu Qingyi died of illness, Changge lived a life in the mountains. The magic weapon lost its owner and became dim in an instant. It turned into a Taoist wind chime and hung in the deserted Taoist temple in the mountains.

Whenever she was about to fall asleep, she would be woken up by the mountain wind, and the wind chimes would ring cheerfully.

There are no years in the mountains, and she doesn't know how much wind and sun she has experienced, until the wind chime gradually aged, even if it was blown by strong wind and rain, it could not make a sound, and she turned into a dumbbell.

I thought I was going to bury myself in this desolate mountain, until one day, a pair of master and apprentice went up the mountain and stayed overnight in the Taoist temple.

"Hey, master, here is a Taoist bell, so cute." A childish voice sounded, and then a small hand pulled her out of a pile of discarded sundries.

With a pink face, small arms and legs, and skin so tender that water can be squeezed out, she looked at her with big black eyes.

When Mu Qingyi was a child, she was a tiny one, cuter than Fei Zhang.

She bent her eyelashes, and couldn't help reaching out to pinch his cheek.

Mr. Xiao Lang took a step back in surprise, covered his face, his face was flushed, and said weakly: "Master, Bell kissed me."

Changge: "?"

The Taoist laughed and said, "Then it is destined for you, and it will be your magic weapon in the future."

Xiao Langjun's eyes brightened slightly: "Then I will take her with me when I want to eat or sleep."

So Xiao Langjun hung the rusty bell that could not even sing around his neck, and regarded it as a treasure from then on. He would bathe her every day, wake her up, do morning lessons with her, and sleep together, as if he would She became a companion.

Changge saw that he was a milk doll, followed by such an unreliable master, full of merit, running in the wilderness, fearing that he would attract the covetousness of the monsters in the mountains, so he forced himself to sleep and stayed awake for a period of time every day , like raising a baby.

When she was raising Fei Zhang, she didn't spend so much effort.

The Taoist took Xiao Langjun to dig the soil for a period of time in the mountains, gathered some herbs, and then left the Taoist temple to exchange wine in the town at the foot of the mountain.

This Taoist is poor and addicted to alcohol. He exchanged herbal medicines for wine money, and then got drunk. Regardless of the world, Xiao Mu Qingyi supported a family at a young age.

Fortunately, he is young, looks cute, and his eyes are like stars when he smiles. He is deeply loved by women and children of all ages in the town. If one family stuffs sweet potatoes and another house stuffs steamed buns, he will not be hungry for three meals a day.

Mr. Xiao Lang himself was very successful, and saved all the money he exchanged for the herbs he dug, and then set up a stall at a young age, writing family letters for people in exchange for money.Making money during the day, studying at night, and going to the mountains to dig herbs every now and then, the small life is very prosperous.

When she saw him go to the mountains to dig herbs at night when he was young, she lit the bell to illuminate him. The little man opened his eyes wide, blinked in surprise, held her in the palm of his hand happily, and whispered: "Little Bell, someone We can't show up when we are here, it's a secret between us."

Changge who was nicknamed: "?"

"Little Bell, little Bell, you must be a little fairy sent from heaven."

"Little Bell, let's grow up together."

Changge, who was already hundreds of years old, closed his eyes lazily, reached out and touched his cute little head, and took it as a promise.

"Little Lingdang, don't kiss me casually in the future. Master said, if you kiss, you will be responsible."

Changge: "..."

She looked at the cold moon in the mountains, she didn't kiss him, she just pinched his little cheek, in this life, he was so lively, she was very happy.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye, and in three years, that Taoist was still as drunk as mud, and the little man was still Yuxue and cute, and he had become the most sensible and lovable little man in the town.

The bell attached to Changge also faded from the rust, revealing the original blue color, half blue, half golden, because it was too ostentatious, Xiao Langjun hid her in a sachet and wore it around his neck. It's very strict.

In fact, she is now gradually able to use some power, such as lighting up the bell, such as hiding the original color, but she is still very happy that he is so cautious.

In the spring of the fourth year, a group of red-clothed armored guards entered the town, dragged the drunken Taoist out of the winery, and invited him back to the capital. Jin Yi suddenly became the little prince left behind by the emperor.

It has been 300 years since the Dasheng Dynasty, and the court has changed three times.She looked at the handsome young man who had faded from his immaturity and revealed a calm expression, and then she realized that he was actually an emperor in this life.

The little prince in front of the person is very gentle and calm, but the queen is still the little gentleman who has fun in the mountains, hiding under the covers every night, poking her and whispering to her.

"Little Bell, I won't be able to take you with me every day, so I'll just hide you in the dark cell. I'll come back to see you at night."

"Little Bell, did you sleep all day today, and you are not shining anymore!"

"Little Lingdang, Taifu has taught me a lot of homework, but do I have to study such a simple homework seriously?"

"Little Lingdang, why are those people always so stupid? How did those stupid people get into the official examination?"

She was woken up by him laughing in her sleep and turned over. He thought everyone had his talent?This life is a bit talkative, but very cute.

In the blink of an eye, he grew into a gentle young man with a more stable personality. He began to take over the government affairs of the court. They would take her out of the dark compartment, wipe the little bell lightly, and wait for her to light up before going to sleep contentedly.

Once she ignored him when she was half asleep and half awake, and when she woke up, she found that his eyes were red and his face was tense. He insisted on staying up all night without sleeping. outside.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't sleep every day. During the day, he went to study and deal with government affairs normally. When he came back, he didn't eat, drink or sleep. Even His Majesty was alarmed. The whole imperial palace was in a panic, fearing that something might happen to the only heir to the throne.

Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been living among the people since he was a child, he has shown amazing talents after returning. Not only is he extremely intelligent, but also has a rare gentle temperament. He treats the palace people very generously and kindly. All praise.

As a result, His Royal Highness suddenly stopped eating, drinking, and sleeping, as if possessed by an evil spirit, but other than that, everything was normal. From His Majesty to the palace people, everyone panicked.

Seeing that his eyes were flushed, Changge was stunned for a moment, then turned on the small bell, and then saw the young and handsome prince showing a smile, asking the palace servants to serve the meal, and went to sleep after eating.

Everyone in the imperial palace wept with joy.

Changge: "..."

Since then, every time she called her, even in her sleep, she would answer and light up the little bell, so as not to wake up, and he would die suddenly because he would not eat, drink or sleep.

After a few years like this, Mu Qingyi stopped calling her every day. The young emperor became more and more busy after he ascended the throne. In January, he only called her when he was in an extremely bad mood, and most of the time he would silently wipe the little bell. .

Occasionally she would wake up and see him wiping the bell without saying a word, she would turn on the bell, and then see him smile.

The two of them depended on each other for life and depended on each other in countless late nights in the imperial palace, but the good times didn't last long, and the young emperor's fate faded before he reached thirty.

Changge already knew that he would not live more than thirty in each life, died young, had a lonely fate, had no wife and no children, and all his merits and virtues were used as wedding dresses for her.

In the fourth generation, Mu Qingyi died of illness in the imperial palace.The imperial palace that she once cited as a nightmare was brightly lit. The former Chaohua Hall had long been abandoned, and the sleeping hall of Emperor Zhaoxin also collapsed in an earthquake, and it was rebuilt into an imperial garden. The little white flowers seem to be saving the innocent souls who died hundreds of years ago.

Because of the planting of such small white flowers, the yin energy in the imperial palace seemed to have dissipated. During the day, the sunlight reflected from the blue glazed tiles, and the inside of the palace was no longer eerie.

On the night before the emperor passed away, Mu Qingyi led her through the imperial palace alone.

His face was pale, and he smiled and said: "Although I am in the imperial palace, I never seem to take you around here, little bell, where do you want to go?"

The bell, which had been silent for decades, made a clear and pleasant sound. Following her memory, she guided the direction of Chaohua Palace step by step.

Standing in front of the deserted Chaohua Palace, Mu Qingyi felt lost, "This is the palace of the previous dynasty, why is it so familiar?"

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the closed palace door, the vermilion door made a heavy sound, and dust flew up.

The young emperor coughed lightly, waved his sleeves to disperse the flying dust, and held the little golden bell in his hand to keep it from getting dust.

In the past, the palace had been abandoned for nearly a hundred years, and this place seemed to be forgotten. Changge looked at the familiar Chaohua Palace. The osmanthus tree in the courtyard had long since died. The curtains had rotted to dust, and the carved railings were covered with cobwebs.

Everything she was familiar with seemed to be just a distant dream. There was only an empty palace left, and the walls were covered with purple climbing vines. Hundreds of years had passed, and the Chaohua Palace, which used to determine life and death, had become these. A world of purple creepers.

She smiled lowly, a little sad and a bit relieved, and the wind chime made a sad sound.The dynasty that belonged to her, the love and hatred that belonged to her have finally passed.

This dark imperial palace is also under the rule of generations of emperors, and it shines into the sun.

The darkest and gloomy wound in the bottom of my heart was dug out together with the carrion, and the wind chimes were loud, and Changge burst into tears unconsciously, remembering the last words Taoist Xunhe said to her.

"The bell is your guide to get out of the dream. If the bell is broken, the old person is dead, and the past cannot be recovered."

It turned out that the reincarnation of the tenth life was not only to save her life, but also to heal all the pains of her previous life.

"Little Bell, why are you crying? Do you also know that my life is not long?" The young emperor sat under the steps of the dusty palace, looked at this strange place, and smiled, "Don't cry, maybe the next life We will meet again."

"Is this your home? I knew you were a different little bell when you didn't ring in the wind. That year, when I followed Master into the Taoist temple, I saw you. You sat on the beam of the Taoist temple She dozed off on the bed, her long hair reached the ground, her clothes were like flowing clouds, and her face was like a bright moon in the mountains. She disappeared in a blink of an eye.

I rummaged through that pile of debris for a long time before I found you.The master said that there are spirits in the mountains, and they love to eat the little man the most, but I waited all my life, but you didn't come to eat me. "

The young emperor's voice was low and hoarse, filled with unspeakable pain: "I don't even know your name, where you live, what you like to eat, and have you ever had a sweetheart."

A glimpse of it when I was young, and it will be a wound in my life.He knew that she was lethargic, lazy, impatient with everything on weekdays, liked to pinch his cheeks when she was a child, and didn't touch him very much when she grew up, only when he was in an extremely bad mood and hadn't called her for a long time, she would Light up the little bell to indicate she is there.

At that time, he was always extremely happy in his heart.

"Forget it. After I die, you can go back to the mountains. Don't be picked up by some unreliable people. I will come to you again in the next life. Then, tell me your name."

After the young emperor finished speaking, he closed his eyes with a smile, and the bell in his hand fell to the ground and broke into two halves, making a crisp sound.

A huge attraction strikes.

Changge looked at Lang Jun, who died in four generations, reached out and stroked the little cinnabar mole under his eyes, and shed a tear.

"The bell is broken, and the old man has passed away. Your Highness should also end this dream of reincarnation and return to the place where you came from." A loving and gentle voice came, and Taoist Xunhe appeared out of thin air, walking towards her from a distance. Bowing, "With the thought power of the old way, it can only carry these four lives, and it will disappear in smoke."

"Master." She bowed deeply, "Thank you, Master, for saving me. Is it really worth it?"

"Death is not the end, but another beginning. If you don't enter the gate of death, how can you see the great way." Taoist Xunhe said with a smile, "You have accumulated many merits and virtues, and your life should not die. .”

Changge was slightly taken aback, her karma?

Taoist Xunhe smiled without saying a word, and swung her sleeves to push her into the huge suction.

She was originally destined to be an emperor, and the three people who were entangled with her fate all became emperors one after another. Several people who were destined to be emperors died of depression all their lives, and the accumulation of hostility over many lifetimes was enough to destroy the world.

Her karma has not yet been fully resolved.