Dressed as the real daughter of the wealthy control group

During the New Year's Eve banquet, there was the biggest snowstorm in Shengdu in ten years, and the entire imperial palace was buried deep in snow.The ministers were waiting for news that His Majesty's old illness had relapsed in the palace.

The imperial doctors knelt on the ground and listened to His Majesty lying paralyzed on the dragon bed, shouting piercingly and gibbering. The information revealed in his words was shocking.

No one dared to come forward to see His Majesty.His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is sitting in the palace. The young prince of the Xiao family and the famous young master in Tsing Yi are standing outside the palace under the snow-covered corridor. The armored guards control the entire imperial palace.

It snowed all night long, and Emperor Zhaoxin howled all night long. The imperial doctors knelt outside the palace, shivering from the cold, feeling that this winter should be the coldest in ten years.

After the weak imperial doctor fainted, he was immediately taken down by the armored guards.

After dawn, His Majesty breathed his last in the palace, and this palace incident was truly over.

The bells of the emperor's death resounded throughout the capital.The first thing that Prince Yan did when he ascended the throne was to issue a criminal edict against Emperor Zhaoxin. The country mourned for one year, not because of Emperor Zhaoxin, but because of the legendary empress Changge.

The little Emperor Ji did not live to adulthood and died of illness in Jiangnan Mansion. The civil and military officials of the court mourned her.

Changge had no idea what happened next. After Emperor Zhaoxin died, Qiu Moyan cremated her body. This was something they had agreed upon before.

If one day she dies first, she hopes that Qiu Moyan can cremate her body and bury it under the osmanthus tree in the cold palace. She will turn her body into mud to nourish the century-old osmanthus tree.

When the sweet-scented osmanthus falls from the trees next year, it will be regarded as her echo.

After Qiu Moyan cremated her body, Chang Ge's soul finally returned to the magic weapon space.

In the space, on the huge blue mirror lake, Qi Ling did not fish for memories in the lake this time. Instead, he sat cross-legged next to the little donkey and took a nap.

Seeing her waking up, Old Qi Ling opened his eyes but stopped talking.

Chang Ge looked at the memories of the eighth generation. A few years after Qiu Moyan ascended the throne, he died of illness without a wife or children. The Qiu dynasty ended with him.

Then Xiao Ji proclaimed himself emperor, and the rest was history that she was familiar with.

She looked at the old stories of her old friends and saw Mu Qingyi, whose bones were buried in the mountains. Mu Qingyi never left the Taoist temple in the mountains or took a step south of the Yangtze River. Qiu Moyan died and Xiao Ji died in the battle.Within ten years, all the old friends were dead.

She sighed quietly. In fact, she hoped that they could have a normal life, marry and have children, and enjoy their old age in peace, but she didn't know if this was a good thing.

Is the life that ordinary people live really a happy life in the sense of the word?Maybe they think this is good, just like she thinks her current life is good now.

Everyone's choice deserves to be respected.

"Little lady, you have cut off your own future." On the Mirror Lake, Old Qi Ling sighed.This is the first time it has seen such a host.She had been living in the magical artifact for hundreds of years, but she killed her predecessor in reincarnation again and again.

Chang Ge smiled slightly. She died of illness at the age of 12. In the future history of the Dasheng Dynasty, there will be no Emperor Ji of the Supervisory State. Unless she goes back to the first life, otherwise according to this timeline, she killed the previous life with her own hands. of myself.

"Is it worth it?"

"I don't know." Chang Ge said in a low voice, "But I hope they can be happy. This life is my happiest life."

It turns out that making peace with yourself is such a relief.

Old Qi Ling sighed lowly and said nothing more. He just waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, little lady. I hope you all have a bright future."

It was late at night when Chang Ge woke up.

It was quiet in the ward, with only a quarter moon hanging on the treetops outside the window.

She was confused by time. One second she was in the cold winter of the Shengdu City, and the next second she was in the scorching heat of the Imperial Capital.

She moved her hand and touched the mobile phone on the bedside. The battery of the mobile phone was full. It was 04:30 in the morning. It would be dawn in a while.

She put down her phone, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

At the same time, in the Hushu Villa, Song Xinghe suddenly opened his eyes, pressed his big hands on the bed, his chest heaved violently, and he gasped.

He dreamed of Changge.

He couldn't remember how many times he dreamed of Chang Ge, but this time the dream was completely different from the previous ones. He was the choice of Chang Ge in this life.

Song Xinghe's eyes were red. He stood up and looked at the quiet mountain scenery outside. He didn't turn on the lights. He just sat on the balcony and looked at the undulating mountains and the deep greenery in the courtyard. His heart was complicated and his emotions could not be calmed down for a long time.

About the time he first remembered his previous life, he had noticed every time Chang Ge was in coma, but her choices were different in each life. He could dream about plots related to him, but Mu Qingyi and Xiao Ji's He had no way of knowing the plot.

Presumably the other party is too.

He just didn't expect that Changge would choose him in this life.

She was still as naive and soft-hearted as in her previous life. She should not have forgiven him or given him such a life.

How did this make him become darker, and how did he insist on being the scheming and dark Song Xinghe!

Song Xinghe sat on the wooden bench and laughed softly. He turned off all the lights, but she chose to hug him to keep warm in the dark. It was so stupid!

He hates all bright and brilliant words. He just wants her to sing that cold and powerful autumn song, standing alone in the cold clouds, with no one approaching, so that he is not alone.

He doesn't want her to be gentle, tolerant, and relieved. He wants her to walk that lonely road without hesitation and not forgive everyone who has hurt her.

Song Xinghe felt that his memories began to be confused, torn apart, and merged.After dawn, the memory of the eighth reincarnation will leave an indelible imprint on his memory, subtly affecting his character in this life.

Song Xinghe's eyes were red, and he reluctantly took out a thick diary and quickly recorded his reluctance in the light of the sky. Half of the thick diary was already written.

He should not forget the loneliness and pain of his previous life, and should not let the gentleness of this life cover the pain of his previous life. This is the price he has to pay and the path he has to take.

Some people don't deserve to be forgiven, he does, and so does Lu Xize.

After Song Xinghe finished recording, he looked at the brightening sky in the east and smiled sadly.

*

When Chang Ge woke up again, it was already broad daylight, and Fu Heyu's voice came from outside the ward, chirping and full of youthful energy.

"Speaking of which, your sister is really the spokesperson of beauty, strength and misery. A passerby would be turned into a fan. I remember when I first met your sister, she was ostracized by Qiu's family and they didn't even take her with her on her birthday. It's obviously her birthday, but she insists on throwing a birthday party for a fake daughter.

But this year I have my little uncle. Well, my little uncle will definitely give your sister a birthday party she will never forget. "

Assistant: "But Sister Changge may hold a birthday party this year to spend it with her fans."

Fu Heyu: "Oh, don't you have enough time? Isn't your birthday this month?"

Assistant: "I don't know if Dr. Fu's birthday is the same as my sister's. How should we distribute it?"

"My brother-in-law never celebrates his birthday, just celebrate it with a song for autumn."

"Then your little uncle is quite down-to-earth. I thought that wealthy young men usually have birthday parties on yachts or have dinners at home."

Fu Heyu waved his hand and said: "It's not that exaggerated. You may be talking about the nouveau riche. If I do this, my grandma will break my legs. As far as I know, the children of other aristocratic families will at most hold a party for young people. If they are in Having a dinner party at home is very troublesome.

If you invite the Zhang family but not the Li family, it will be very offending. If you invite both of them and no one else comes, you will lose face, so why not have a hot pot meal with your friends?

We are all human beings, my uncle often said, and no one is nobler than anyone else. "

The two of them were like chirping little sparrows, sitting at the door of the ward chatting.

Chang Ge couldn't help but smile, it's so good to be young.Fu Heyu's character is sometimes more like a lubricant, like a brick. He moves it wherever the Fu family needs it. It seems carefree, but in fact he has a good personality.

"By the way, when will your sister wake up?" Fu Heyu said, turning back and glancing into the ward. When he met Qiu Changge's deep eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up like his butt was on fire, "You, you're awake?"

The next second, Fu Heyu rang the bell excitedly and called the doctor and nurse to give her a comprehensive examination.

Fu Huaijin has a medical consultation.

When Chang Ge saw him, it was already an hour later.

This time, she was in a coma for three days as usual. She learned that Fu Huaijin had been awake for a long time, and the previous car accident was more like a false alarm. However, Chang Ge was vaguely aware that all this was not a coincidence.

After regaining consciousness, she directly asked her assistant to go through the discharge procedures.

An hour later, the assistant completed the formalities, and Chang Ge also got in the car and returned to the manor.

After dismissing everyone's visits, she sat in the teahouse in the courtyard, smelling the fragrance of fallen flowers, looking at the greenery all over the courtyard, and took a deep breath.

"Changge, I bought you some light white porridge, and there's still fish soup in the pot. It'll be ready in half an hour. I'd better stay with you." Du Min told his assistant to go back, and he stayed. Talk to her softly.

Now Changge has become fragile in her mind. This time, she almost died from the coma. Sure enough, God gave her ultimate beauty and talent, but took away her health.

Du Min was cautious when looking at her now, not even daring to speak louder.

Changge had already smelled the aroma of the fish soup, and his appetite was greatly increased. He felt that he was indeed a little hungry. He hugged the little fur ball that he had not seen for a long time, touched its puppy head, and whispered: "Tell me, tell me about the period when I was in coma. What happens in time.”

Du Min nodded and briefly told her the recent events.

She took half a month's leave from the crew. Except for Qiao Xi and Qin Yang, no one knew about her coma. There was no big commotion for the time being. Fans thought she was too tired from filming some time ago and returned to the Imperial Capital to recuperate.

"The crew was filming normally. I only found out later that Dr. Fu had a car accident some time ago, but he woke up earlier than you, so nothing happened. I really want to thank the Fu family this time.

When you were in coma on the small terrace on the top floor of the hotel, the medical treatment in that place couldn't keep up, so I had to call Dr. Fu. It was the young master of the Fu family who answered the phone and arranged a special plane to pick you up. Before dawn the next day, you He was transferred to the hospital in the imperial capital.

During your coma, the Fu family took turns with us to watch over you. Fu Huaijin usually watched over you at night and slept outside your ward. "

Du Min said as he glanced at Chang Ge and hesitated to speak.

They say that only when something happens can you tell whether someone is trustworthy or not. The Fu family is very reliable from top to bottom, and everyone in the family is emotionally stable.

Changge's body, like a broken sieve, really needs a doctor by his side.

"When you were discharged from the hospital, you saw that Dr. Fu didn't even speak, which was a bit hurtful." Du Min poked her gently, "I saw that Dr. Fu was very disappointed. When he comes later, you have something to say to him. Speak nicely and pay attention to him."

Du Min pursed his lips as he spoke and looked at Fu Huaijin who came in from outside.

Changge followed her line of sight and saw Fu Huaijin coming over with a food box. In the hot summer season, the sun was dazzling. He only wore a simple white shirt and trousers. His face was fresh and handsome. The sun reflected on him, leaving a shadow. shadow.

Like the deep greenery in summer.

Fu Huaijin entered the courtyard, opened the food box, took out the light side dishes and porridge one by one, and looked at her with a deep look: "You just woke up, you can only eat some light liquid food, the fish soup is almost ready, I will give it to you Serve a bowl.”

Chang Ge looked at his fair and delicate jawline, lowered his eyes, nodded and said, "Yes."

Fu Huaijin's tense mood finally relaxed and he went to serve her fish soup with gentle and elegant movements.

Du Min was amazed when he saw it. Whatever a handsome man does is pleasing to the eye. Having a boyfriend like this is not a bad idea.

"As your agent and female friend, I sincerely suggest you find a partner. Whether it's your beauty or Dr. Fu's beauty, being single is a waste of money."

Changge said nothing, watching Fu Huaijin bring the fish soup, blowing on it, and then she lowered her head and drank it in small sips.

After eating half a small bowl of fish soup, Chang Ge felt that he was half alive.

"Do you want more?" Fu Huaijin stood aside and watched her finish the drink, then reached out to take the bowl at the right time.

"Ah."

Du Min felt like a thorn in her butt. Why did she feel like she was unnecessary?The two of them didn't even make eye contact, just having a simple conversation, and she felt like she shouldn't exist.

Fu Huaijin served her another half bowl of fish soup.

After Chang Ge finished drinking, he couldn't eat anything anymore. He hugged the little fur ball and sat on the sofa, looking at the falling flowers in the courtyard.

Fu Huaijin went to the courtyard, picked up all the fallen flowers, and then went to the living room to continue the medical seminar.

Du Min looked at the two people, one looking at fallen flowers and the other picking up fallen flowers. He didn't speak openly, but his words and deeds fit together so well.

"Are you two okay?" Du Min was dumbfounded.

Why do you feel like you haven't broken up yet?They obviously broke up before, and Dr. Fu lived in the film and television city for half a month. Is everything okay now?

Changge had not left her sight since she woke up, and the two of them had never spoken alone at all!

9 lives, she will faint.

Changge looked at the fallen flowers that Fu Huaijin picked up. The petals fell on the long wooden table with beautiful texture. The deep red contrasted with the walnut color. They were indescribably beautiful, as if they had retained spring.

"It's probably okay."

"So did you really break up before?"

Changge nodded: "He didn't say it, but I did."

"Then when did you reconcile?"

"Just now."

Du Min looked at her in disbelief, and then at Dr. Fu in the living room. He took a deep breath. She must have lost her memory. The two of them drank two small bowls of fish soup, picked up some fallen flowers, and reconciled. ?

Chang Ge smiled slightly, she was actually not sure whether she wanted to reconcile or not.

But Fu Huaijin did all this very naturally.Send her home, serve her fish soup, see her looking at the fallen flowers, pick up some petals and come back, and then go do her own thing.

His eyes were firm and hot, with no worries about gains and losses as before, and no regrets about the past, as if reconciliation was a matter of course.

Changge accepted it calmly.

But did Fu Huaijin think of the past?

Chang Ge squinted his eyes thoughtfully. The aura on his body changed and became softer and gentler. He looked very much like someone who had been a Taoist priest, a monk, a scholar and an emperor after several reincarnations. The characteristics of those people were mixed in Together, he became Fu Huaijin, who was as transparent and radiant as he was restrained.

At this moment, the status between them became truly equal.