The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

Mingjin still didn't know what was happening outside.

When she woke up, it was already dark outside. She seemed to have had a long dream in which everyone seemed to be covered by black fog.

She couldn't see clearly, she just remembered that it was very noisy around her.

The noise is a headache.

Everyone was reaching out their hands to her, crying, confessing, trying to hold her and stop her from leaving...but she was held by a tall man, moving away from the center of the crowd little by little, leaving those people behind her.

She didn't want to care about the people behind her.

She just wanted to see who the man holding her was.

She tried to see, but she couldn't see clearly. She only remembered that it was snowing and the man's arms were warm.

Until she saw a ray of dawn and the mist in front of her eyes gradually dissipated, she subconsciously raised her head in the man's arms, but just when she was about to see the man's face clearly, it was as if her soul was suddenly taken away.

Mingjin woke up suddenly.

She was lying on the bed and suddenly opened her eyes. Because of the palpitations, she was still gasping for breath.

His forehead was sweaty and he was sweating coldly.

Especially when she saw the current environment, she felt even more uncomfortable.

The room was very dark without any candles, which made Mingjin's heart beat faster.

This dark environment reminded her of the suffering she had endured in Tatar.

Those Tatars knew her identity, and although they didn't dare to do anything to her directly, they still played tricks on her in private.

They made fun of her.

He tormented her in different ways every day.

Not giving food and water is just a trick.

They would also deliberately put her in an airtight, pitch-dark room to gradually break down her defenses, causing her to become afraid and collapse.

more than.

They would also leave her in a house full of rats.

Mingjin still can't hear the squeaking of mice. Every time she hears the squeaking of mice, she can remember the month when she was locked up. She remembers how the mice crawled over her body and gnawed her toes and fingers after she was so sleepy that she accidentally closed her eyes.

When she woke up, she was screaming.

Those years were even more terrifying than the time she spent in Xiu Li Lou.

Although Xiuli Building was also a place where people were eaten, at least there were people with flesh and blood inside. Moreover, she had Man Niang to take care of her at that time. Although she was always scolded, she just suffered from cold and hunger at most.

They are not as perverted as the Tatars.

Using the most primitive and terrifying method, she was forced to live in pain and uncertainty about the future every day.

Thinking of these old events, Mingjin's heart suddenly began to feel uncomfortable again.

The whole body is stiff and the scalp is numb.

The pounding of my heart was deafening.

She covered her pounding heart, her face pale and her expression ugly.

"Somebody come!"

She suddenly gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and shouted outside.

Someone was whispering outside, discussing why she hadn't woken up yet and whether they should wake her up directly.

Suddenly, Mingjin's voice was heard behind me, and someone immediately opened the curtain and came in.

The person who came was none other than Mother Cui.

She had been guarding outside since Mingjin fell asleep and never left.

Mother Cui had just come in from outside, and it took her a while for her to get used to the darkness in the room.

She stood there for a while, then said with a smile: "The girl is awake."

"It just so happened that Madam sent someone to tell you that it was almost time for dinner and the Marquis would be returning home soon, so she asked you to pack up and go over for dinner."

After Mother Cui finished speaking, her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness in the room.

Seeing the woman sitting on the bed, Mother Cui couldn't see Mingjin's appearance clearly because she was far away and in the dark. But when she saw her half-sitting with her hands covering her chest, she was shocked.

"What's wrong girl?"

While calling for someone to come in and light the lights, she walked quickly towards Mingjin. When she got closer, she could see the girl's sweaty forehead and her face that looked obviously a little abnormal.

"What's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?" Mother Cui looked nervous and her tone became very worried.

It happened that a candle was lit in the room, and the originally dark room immediately became bright. Mother Cui looked at the pale girl on the bed and hurriedly asked someone to pour some water.

He sat aside, holding a handkerchief, and wanted to wipe Mingjin's forehead.

But as soon as she stretched out her hand, Mingjin suddenly dodged to the side.

This sudden action made Mother Cui stunned. Her hands froze in mid-air and she forgot what to do for a moment.

"Girl, water."

It was not until the maid brought her warm water that Mother Cui came to her senses again.

She quickly gathered up the messy thoughts in her mind, took the teacup, and handed it to Mingjin: "Miss, drink some warm water first."

I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, but Mother Cui’s voice was obviously softer than before.

Ming Jin didn't say anything. She took the teacup, held it in her hand and took a few sips. Her rapid heartbeat finally eased a little.

He finally regained consciousness.

Looking at Mother Cui beside me, she had a worried look on her face, and even if she was hiding it, she could still reveal a bit of pity and heartache in her eyes.

Mingjin knew that Mother Cui must have been thinking something wrong.

But she was too lazy to explain, and only comforted her with a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm fine, I guess I was just too tired from traveling, and I had a nightmare."

When you are physically tired, you are more likely to be haunted by nightmares, but the dream is not entirely a nightmare.

She didn't feel any discomfort in that dream.

On the contrary, on that cold snowy day, the man's arms gave her a lot of warmth.

In that warm embrace, she felt like she was in hot spring water and spring. She felt warm all over and very comfortable, which made her want to stretch her body.

My mood and health felt much better immediately.

In the bright room, Ming Jin stopped thinking about the horrible past events for a while, but couldn't help but think of that man.

Is the man in the dream the same man she met after her death?

But who is he?

Ming Jin held the teacup and thought to himself, but he still couldn't think of a suitable candidate.

Is it someone she knows or someone she doesn’t know?

But looking at the identity of that man, he was able to enter the palace at that time, and came with Gu Changye and others. Could it be that he was Gu Changye's confidant?

As far as I can remember, I did hear Zhou Que say that there seemed to be an expert by Gu Changye's side.

Gu Changye still trusts him very much.

Otherwise, if it depended on Gu Changye himself, it would be impossible for him to reach the capital and force Gu Changxuan into that state in just half a year.

But who is that man?

Why did he take her away? Did he know her before?

Ming Jin frowned and thought about it.

Mother Cui watched from the side and thought that she was just remembering the hardships she had suffered in the past, and she felt sad.

Thinking of the girl's appearance just now, she wanted to hold the girl in her arms, but she was afraid to bring up the past and make the girl sad.

Mother Cui had no choice but to calm down and comfort Ming Jin softly, "I'll have someone prepare some calming incense and tea for you later, and then some ginseng pills for you to replenish your blood. You look too thin."

Ming Jin nodded lightly and did not refuse.

Her health is really not very good now, especially the palpitations caused by the painful memories of her past life, which make her feel very uncomfortable.

My heart seems to be feeling a little uncomfortable at this moment.

She wants to live a good life, peacefully and healthily.

Seeing that her complexion had almost recovered, Mother Cui talked to her about business again: "By the way, young lady, the lady just sent someone over to ask you to come over for dinner."

"Should I ask someone to help you dress up?"

When Mother Cui said this, she was actually a little unsure whether the girl next to her would agree.

After all, what the lady did today was really too much and really hurt the girl's heart.

It is normal for a girl to feel resentful, unhappy and uncomfortable.

Mingjin didn't think too much about it.

If Ming Jin had known there would be such a segment, she would have been prepared long ago, although she was too lazy to get along with the Ming family.

She nodded.

Mother Cui didn't expect that she would agree without any hesitation. She immediately smiled and asked someone to come in to serve her.

Wash and dress up.

The people carefully selected by the Marquis' Mansion, even if they were not born as maids, were much more clever and skillful than those maids in the Yuan family.

Soon, Mingjin was dressed up.

A woman wearing a purple Liuxian skirt and a flying fairy bun appeared in the bronze mirror.

Even an old lady like Mother Cui, who was used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't help but reveal a look of amazement in her eyes at this moment.

The girl next to him didn't actually wear much makeup. She just used black ink to lengthen her eyebrows and used rouge to bring out some complexion, but she was still bright and stunning enough.

"The girl is really beautiful."

"At first glance, I thought I saw Madam when she was young."

When she was young, Zhou Zhaoru was a famous beauty in the capital.

Ming Jin and Zhou Zhaoru do look very similar, but Zhou Zhaoru is more beautiful and flamboyant, while Ming Jin sees her as being more cold and elegant.

Speaking of this mother and daughter, one is a graceful peony among flowers, and the other...

Mother Cui subconsciously thought, what kind of flowers would be suitable for the girl? But after thinking carefully, she felt that no flowers were suitable.

No matter how precious a flower is, it cannot escape the fate of being picked and played with by people.

Even if you are a person who cherishes flowers, you have to trap them in one place and let others admire them.

But the girl beside him didn't look like a flower that could be picked and admired at will. Instead, she looked more like...

Mother Cui was still thinking, when suddenly her eyes fixed on the girl's neck.

There is a noticeable scar there.

When she returned home today, the clothes she was wearing just covered up the scar, so it could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, because of the collar of the clothes, the scar became faintly visible and could not be covered up.

Although Mother Cui didn't know how this scar came about, which was obviously the result of several years of aging, she could guess from it that the girl must have suffered a lot in the past ten years.

Her nose felt sore as she watched, and tears welled up in her eyes almost immediately.

Not daring to let the girl see, she just winked at the maid beside her before turning her back.

The maid understood.

Just as she was about to apply powder on her neck, Ming Jin stopped her: "Okay, that's it."

The maid stopped what she was doing and looked towards Mother Cui helplessly.

Mother Cui had just wiped away her tears. She had calmed down and turned around. Upon hearing this, she began to look hesitant and tried to persuade Ming Jin.

"girl……"

Ming Jin looked calm. Before Cui's mother could persuade her, she spoke first, "Some things will disappear if they are not covered up. Rather than hiding them and being discovered and embarrassed, it is better to leave them as they are."