Tragic death and rebirth, the daughter of a general poisoned the government and the country

The second lady led the young ladies of the Lin family, one by one, to kneel down and pray. They also had to take turns copying scriptures at night. Everyone would rest in the courtyard behind the Caihua Palace tonight.

Lin Yushu and Lin Fang lived in the two rooms in the west wing, Lin Qingrou and Lin Xuehui lived in the east wing, and the second wife and Liu Mei lived in the main room.

Dusk falls, the moon is dim and the stars are sparse. The nights in the mountains are a bit cooler than in the city.

Lin Yushu stood in the room, looking at the moon in the sky through the half-open window.

It's a full moon.

During a full moon, people become restless and prone to acting impulsively.

Nearing midnight, Nanny Zheng, who was by the Second Madam's side, came to invite Lin Yushu.

"Miss, it's your turn to copy the Buddhist scriptures."

Lin Yushu had already bathed and changed her clothes, and followed Nanny Zheng to the Scripture Copying Room behind the Caihua Palace.

The scripture copying room was very small, with only a table and a chair. On the table were writing brushes, ink, paper, an inkstone, a scripture, an incense burner, and nothing else.

Before Nanny Zheng left, Lin Yushu called her and waved her handkerchief in front of her, and a scent of magnolia wafted past.

"Madame Zheng, this room is a bit stuffy. Could you please bring some sandalwood?"

The incense burner had already gone out, and Lin Yushu spoke so politely that Nanny Zheng agreed casually.

Thinking about what was going to happen soon, Madam Zheng quickened her pace. She had to go back quickly so as not to get herself into trouble...

In the quiet sutra copying room, Lin Yushu was copying with great concentration, while Chuntao was standing behind her, yawning.

In less than a cup of tea, Nanny Zheng came back, holding sandalwood in her hand, looking at Lin Yushu with a dull expression.

"Thank you for your hard work, Madam Zheng."

Nanny Zheng nodded as if she had just woken up from a dream, "It's not hard."

"Madame Zheng, look..."

Lin Yushu pointed at the moon outside the window and said in a bewitching tone, "I have been copying for half an hour. It's time to ask someone else to come here to copy the scriptures."

"Half an hour has passed?"

Nanny Zheng was confused, but since Lin Yushu said so, it must be true.

"Miss is right, we should invite ..."

Matron Zheng couldn't remember which young lady to invite.

Lin Yushu kindly reminded, "It's time to invite the fourth sister."

Nanny Zheng suddenly realized that it was indeed the turn of Fourth Miss Lin Xuehui to copy the scriptures.

"Miss, please go back."

Lin Yushu supported Chuntao and walked slowly back. Chuntao looked surprised, but as smart as she was, she didn't ask any more questions.

Lin Yushu had clearly only copied scriptures for a cup of tea, but Nanny Zheng actually believed her and thought she had copied for half an hour.

This is of course the effect of the Soul-Captivating Powder.

Pray for sisters who are about to get married, recite scriptures during the day, and copy scriptures at night.

But those who have never copied it don’t know what scripture they are copying.

But Lin Yushu had been here before she got married in her previous life, and she knew that what was copied in Baohua Temple was the Heart Sutra.

Each person copied for half an hour, which was enough to finish copying the scriptures. Lin Yushu was just pretending just now. She had already copied the scriptures in advance and just needed to put them in.

According to convention, the young ladies in the mansion should copy the scriptures in order of age. The first one is Liu Mei, the second one is Lin Yushu, and the third one should be Lin Qingrou.

But Nanny Zheng had obviously received orders, the gist of which was that before confirming that Lin Yushu was in trouble, other young ladies should not be allowed to approach the Scripture Copying Room.

That's why Nanny Zheng looked so confused just now, not knowing who to invite.

Lin Yushu asked Nanny Zheng to invite Lin Xuehui. Naturally, she had some guesses in her mind and knew roughly what they were going to do.

It would be a relief for Lin Qingrou to destroy her at this time, after all, "good things" take time.

Lin Xuehui hated her to the core, and sooner or later something would happen. It was time to remove this thorn in her side.

As the night deepened, Nanny Zheng gently knocked on Lin Xuehui's door.

"Fourth Miss, it's your turn to copy the Buddhist scriptures."

Lin Xuehui's hair was messy and she was yawning. "It's my turn so soon?"

She didn't think much about it, changed her clothes and followed Nanny Zheng to the scripture copying room.

While copying, he cursed in his heart, Liu Mei was just a bride who was going to marry into the Eastern Palace to be the prince's bride, yet it was such a shame that they had to mobilize a large number of people to come to Baohua Temple to pray for her.

Bah! How could she be worthy of that!

She's just a bed-climbing bitch, as annoying as Lin Yushu. It would be better if they all died!

Lin Xuehui kept cursing in her heart and didn't notice a dark shadow coming to the door of the scripture copying room.

Qiu Chan, who was standing at the door, saw the person coming and was about to scream when she was struck unconscious.

With a thud, Qiu Chan fell to the ground, startling Lin Xuehui. "Who?"

Lin Xuehua limped to the door, her foot still lame.

Standing at the door was a tall, ferocious, and terrifying middle-aged man.

"Who are you? How dare you attack my maid?"

It was dark, and the candlelight in the room was dim. Lin Xuehui did not see the dragon pattern on the visitor's body.

King Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at the thin woman in front of him, "Are you the young lady from the general's mansion who loves me and wants to marry me?"

"Bah, a toad wants to eat swan flesh, why don't you take a piss and look carefully, I admire you, dream on!"

Veins popped up on Prince Zhao's forehead, but when he thought that the person in front of him was the young lady of the general's mansion, he suppressed his anger.

"Well, you are so good at the General's Mansion, how dare you tease me."

The king?

When Lin Xuehui heard his self-introduction, she hesitated for a moment.

Then he thought about it and realized that no prince in the capital would break into a temple at night to tease a young lady from an official family. This man must be trying to scare her!

"Just wait, I'll get someone to arrest you. You ignorant toad, dare to call yourself 'this king'? It's really laughable!"

King Zhao's reason was constantly being licked by anger and was on the verge of exploding, but he still tried to restrain himself.

However, Lin Xuehui turned around and walked out, and she was limping...

"How dare you imitate my way of walking? You are such a fool!!"

The next second, King Zhao's sandbag-sized fist landed on Lin Xuehua's head...

……

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Qiu Chan's sharp explosions echoed throughout Baohua Temple.

Nanny Zheng was the first to rush over after hearing the noise. When she saw the blood at the door of the Scripture Copying Room, she knew that tonight’s plan was accomplished!

Looking at Qiu Chan at the door again, a vague memory flashed through Zheng Ma's mind. Could the person in this room be...

Before she could recall, the Second Madam came over with her people, her face full of excitement. Behind her, Lin Qingrou, Liu Mei and Lin Yushu were also woken up, put on their clothes and followed.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Looking at the Second Madam's face full of expectation, Nanny Zheng suddenly choked. She always felt that something was wrong, but her memory was like overcooked batter, chaotic.

The Second Lady pushed Nanny Zheng away impatiently and rushed into the Scripture Copying Room with a dozen maids and servants.

The scripture copying room was too small. Except for the Second Madam and Lin Yushu, everyone else stood at the door, standing on tiptoe and craning their necks to look inside.

“Ahhhh, this is!”

The room was covered in blood, the copied scriptures were scattered on the ground, and the tables and chairs were broken into pieces of firewood.

Lin Xuehui, with her clothes in disarray, her limbs twisted, her head, face and body covered in blood, fell in a pool of blood, not knowing whether she was dead or alive...