The daughter of the emperor is reborn to be beautiful and cool, and the King of Zhenbei loves her wi

Shen Nanzhi woke up with a splitting headache.

She clearly remembered that she was murdered by her cousin Jiang Yanran and the seventh prince Xiao Qian'an. She was forced to drink poisoned wine and replace a concubine who was to be buried alive. She was nailed into a dark and heavy coffin, struggled and suffocated to death. When she opened her eyes again, she was on a bumpy carriage.

She could even faintly smell the rotten smell of the vermilion lacquer and pine wood emanating from the coffin.

But in front of him, he was actually in a luxuriously decorated carriage.

Shen Nanzhi was still a little confused, but suddenly heard a clear female voice.

"My dear sister, I will be attending the flower-viewing banquet at the Princess's residence in a few days. Can you lend me your red agate and coral headpiece?"

Shen Nanzhi calmed down and finally saw clearly the person who was speaking in front of him.

It turned out to be Jiang Yanran, her cousin when she was a teenager.

At this moment, Jiang Yanran's facial features were lively and her tone was gentle, not at all like the cruel look she showed later when she was drugged and poisoned.

Shen Nanzhi looked around and combined with Jiang Yanran's words, she finally came to a conclusion that was incredible to her.

She was reborn and returned to the origin of all disasters, on her way back to Beijing with her mother!

In her previous life, it was the same situation. Jiang Yanran asked her to borrow the set of red agate and coral headpiece, hoping to outshine all the other beauties at the flower-viewing banquet hosted by the eldest princess.

But before returning to Beijing, Shen Nanzhi had already inquired about it. She found out that the eldest princess's daughter, Princess Jiahe, usually liked to wear scarlet dresses, and even the red hairpins and jewelry she used were all bright red. She also boasted that she was the most beautiful and charming person in Beijing.

As a guest, he naturally could not steal the limelight from the host. What's more, Princess Jiahe was also a very difficult person.

At that time, Shen Nanzhi rejected Jiang Yanran's request for her own good, and chose another set of jewelry for her that was equally expensive but more elegant. It matched her elegant and refined appearance, and created a completely different style from Princess Jiahe. Naturally, she avoided Princess Jiahe's edge and the trouble that might bring her trouble.

But unexpectedly, Jiang Yanran mistakenly thought that it was Shen Nanzhi who suppressed her, and blamed Shen Nanzhi for her missing the third prince Xiao Qian'an.

Jiang Yanran had always thought that if she could shine at the eldest princess's flower-viewing banquet, she would naturally have attracted Xiao Qian'an's attention early on, so that they would not miss the opportunity again.

But what she didn't know was that the eldest princess and Xiao Qian's biological mother, Concubine Zhang, were in the same camp. Not to mention that the ambitious Concubine Zhang would never allow the daughter of a minor official who was of no use to Xiao Qian's succession to enter the house, even if Jiang Yanran had offended Princess Jiahe and displeased the eldest princess, Concubine Zhang would definitely not risk offending the eldest princess and appoint her as her daughter-in-law.

Even though Shen Nanzhi had already explained the pros and cons, in Jiang Yanran's eyes, Shen Nanzhi was just making excuses and looked down on her.

She hated Shen Nanzhi to the core.

Not only did he set up a trap with himself, he also framed Shen Nanzhi, wasting her skills and destroying her appearance.

The previous emperor passed away and the prince ascended the throne. Shen Nanzhi, who was supposed to be the crown princess, was forced to drink medicine by Jiang Yanran, who replaced her with a concubine who was buried with the previous emperor and put her in a coffin. Not only would she fall into darkness forever and never be reborn, but even her family would not be able to find her body.

The last thing Shen Nanzhi saw before she was nailed into the coffin was Jiang Yanran wearing her Crown Princess uniform and her makeup. She smiled at her with a smug look on her face: "Good sister, go with peace of mind. I will take good care of your family."

She had a smile on her face, but she said the word "take care of" with gritted teeth. How could Shen Nanzhi not hear the cold murderous intent in it?

"How dare you! Jiang Yanran, you will not die a horrible death! Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Shen Nanzhi's eyes were filled with tears, but she couldn't utter a single word. The medicine that Jiang Yanran gave her was not meant to take her life, but to make her lose her voice.

The tendons in her hands and feet were all cut by Jiang Yanran. Even though she wanted to tear Jiang Yanran's face apart and die with her, she could not do anything.

Jiang Yanran wanted her to despair and suffocate to death in the coffin.

She was unable to make any sound either from her body or her throat.

In the end, as Jiang Yanran wished, she became the Crown Princess Shen Nanzhi, and soon she joined Xiao Qian'an in taking action against Shen Nanzhi's mother and grandfather's family.

When the new emperor ascends the throne, the blood offered as sacrifice is from the Shen family.

Shen Nanzhi never imagined that God would give her a chance to be reborn.

This time, she will make them pay with blood!

In the carriage, Jiang Yanran was a little embarrassed because she didn't get a response from Shen Nanzhi. She smiled awkwardly and said, "If it's inconvenient for you, I can use other jewelry."

Shen Nanzhi's thoughts were pulled back. She looked up at Jiang Yanran, who was sweet-mouthed but had a sharp tongue, and smiled slightly, "How could that be? I also think that the agate coral headpiece is most suitable for Sister. The bright and vivid color is suitable for Sister with such a beautiful appearance."

"really?"

Jiang Yanran didn't expect Shen Nanzhi to agree so immediately. She was so surprised that she almost lost her composure and put her ambitions on the table.

Shen Nanzhi seemed not to see it. She had just woken up and was still a little uncomfortable. Her eyes subconsciously fell on her wrists.

There had been a knife mark deep enough to see the bone, left by Jiang Yanran when she had given her cartilage powder and cut her tendons while she had no strength left.

In the past, he once drew the bow, brandished the sword, and wielded the tasseled spear in one hand to intimidate the three armies. But before he died, he couldn't even touch the sleeve of his enemy.

Shen Nanzhi moved his fingertips.

Her body was fine, her kung fu was still there, but the piercing pain seemed to penetrate deep into her bones and was more vivid than her memory.

Shen Nanzhi quickly closed his eyes and quickly suppressed the deep hatred. When he looked up at Jiang Yanran, he had regained his usual composure.

She raised her hand and straightened Jiang Yanran's crabapple hairpin.

Her fingers seemed to accidentally stroke Jiang Yanran's neck.

She was so thin and fragile that with just a little force, Shen Nanzhi could immediately strangle her neck and end her life.

However, reason told Shen Nanzhi that it was not possible now.

Jiang Yanran has a complicated identity, and she cannot just die in her carriage, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

You have to take revenge, but you can't get yourself into trouble.

Moreover, it would be satisfying only if she were to pay back a thousand times the suffering she had endured.

Shen Nanzhi calmed down quickly.

She raised her eyes to look at Jiang Yanran and said with a smile: "Of course, my good sister is the most beautiful in the world."

Jiang Yanran was indeed very beautiful, especially with her rosy cheeks and the look of wanting to say something but not being able to.

She smiled and took Shen Nanzhi's hand, saying sincerely: "That can't compare to you, my sister. You are so naturally beautiful. I don't know how many noble men you will charm when you return to Beijing."

Shen Nanzhi said a few perfunctorily, then used the excuse of feeling dizzy to lean against the side wall and close his eyes to rest, trying to calm the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

Her mother was in poor health, and in recent years she had been taking her and her grandfather to the pleasant climate of Jiangnan for recuperation.

The reason for returning to Beijing this time was, firstly, because Shen Nanzhi had reached the age of 15 and it was time to choose a good husband for her, and secondly, to attend her grandmother's 60th birthday.

After all, these things happened too long ago for Shen Nanzhi after his rebirth. In addition, so many things happened later that Shen Nanzhi could not remember many of the details clearly.

However, there was one thing she was sure of.

It was on the way back to Beijing from Jiangnan with her mother that she met Xiao Qian'an who had fallen to the ground seriously injured.

At that time, Jiang Yanran had not met Xiao Qian'an yet, nor did she know his identity as the seventh prince. She only advised Shen Nanzhi not to meddle in other people's business, so as not to ruin their reputation.

Shen Nanzhi was kind-hearted, so she asked someone to take him back to the Shen family and rescue him.

For Shen Nanzhi, this was just a piece of cake. She didn't take it to heart and never mentioned it deliberately.

Before she died, Jiang Yanran, holding the cup of poisoned wine, told her that she was grateful to Xiao Qian'an for saving her life.

She also thanked Shen Nanzhi for helping them.

Thinking of this, Shen Nanzhi was so angry that he laughed.

The deep hatred almost burned her sanity to ashes.

Shen Nanzhi was afraid that he would lose control and strangle Jiang Yanran to death, so he opened the car window curtains and wanted to get some fresh air.

The sky is as blue as the sea and the lake is as beautiful as spring, it is so pleasant.

But when he saw this scenery, Shen Nanzhi's face turned pale as paper.

If Shen Nanzhi remembered correctly, they had already reached the border between Qingzhou and the capital, and would be able to reach Kyoto in another day's drive.

The carriage moved along the official road at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, and not far away was the sparkling Qingyun Lake.

Continue forward and in less than a quarter of an hour you will reach the boundary marker at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

In her previous life, it was there that she found the seriously injured and unconscious Xiao Qian!