The princess is poisonous [rebirth]

In the autumn of the first year of Jianping, it rained heavily for seven days.

Lu Ying sat on the stone chair in the pavilion in the center of the lake, staring at the tiger-headed bronze dagger in her hand in a daze. The autumn wind blew and the raindrops fell on her face, which was icy cold. She looked up at the lake, but her eyes were full of autumn colors and depression.Autumn wind, cold rain, green lake, Lu Ying thought of the tall and straight figure that often appeared by the lake. Losing it will realize how precious it is. Maybe, she is really wrong.

Several nights of insomnia disturbed Lu Ying's mind. Looking up at the dark cloudy sky, she always felt that something was about to happen.It was almost dusk, Lu Ying felt a little chilly, and just got up together, but felt dizzy under his feet.

The body was supported by a pair of slender arms. Lu Ying just stood firm, closed her eyes and rested for a moment, a scarlet cloak was draped over her body, and she stretched out her hands tightly to drive away the slightest chill.

"It's cool, you don't want to catch the cold." When Bi Luo saw the tiger-headed dagger in Lu Ying's hand, she knew it in her heart. These days, Lu Ying slept lightly and dreamed, and woke up in the middle of the night, still calling "Daddy". Bi Luo is nine years old After entering the General's Mansion, he grew up with Lu Ying, and then married to the Qi Wang Mansion, and served Lu Ying for more than seven or eight years. The relationship between them has long been more than a master-servant friendship. "Your Majesty misses the general again? The maidservant is daring, and the Empress is more open to everything. Taking care of your health is the most important thing. The General will be more relieved when he finds out in the sky."

Lu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, the past is gone, "Forget it...does the prince have any news?"

Biluo shook her head.

Lu Ying lost her appetite after only a few sips of herbal porridge at night. Bi Luo served her with tea and rinsed her mouth, and said thoughtfully: "If your mother is not feeling well, go to bed early."

Lu Ying stroked her forehead and nodded. There was some wind today, and she was indeed ill. She was not so weak. When she was 15 years old, she was exposed to heavy rain, and the cold and humidity invaded her bone marrow. Even though Lu Yuanshao took great pains to seek medical treatment and medicine, there was no improvement.At this moment, I remembered that her father cared for her in every possible way back then, but she never gave Lu Yuanshao a good look. If Lu Yuanshao had cared a little bit about his body back then, it wouldn't have been...

"...Ying'er, Ying'er, come with me."

Closing her eyes, Lu Ying fell into the familiar nightmare again. For seven nights in a row, she saw her father waving to her, with a faint glimpse of the romantic past on his slightly vicissitudes face, "...Follow me."

"Yinger, my Yinger..."

"Mother...don't leave Ying'er..." With tears in her eyes, Lu Ying groped and ran towards them, but she was stuck in the same place and could not get close.

"Ying'er, when you get older, how about my brother take you south? Beat the barbarians without leaving any behind!" Lu Kang said arrogantly, but his originally handsome and handsome face twisted suddenly, with a painful expression, and no hair. Omenally cut down with a machete!

A splash of hot blood splashed on Lu Ying's face, the scene in front of him turned red, Lu Kang's neck rolled to his feet, with a smile on his face, Lu Ying pierced the night sky with a shrill scream, "... ...Brother...Brother!"

Lu Ying experienced the torture of exterminating the family every night. She clutched the brocade quilt tightly with both hands, the delicate embroidery on the silk pillow was wet with sweat and tears, and sobbed softly in her throat, "Mother...Father... elder brother……"

"Ah..." With a mournful cry, Lu Ying suddenly turned over from the collapsed bed, the tip of her nose was filled with the familiar incense of mugwort leaves, and a few wisps of green smoke curled up from the incense burner, and she looked at her surroundings in a peaceful environment In the familiar environment, she breathed a sigh of relief and stroked her forehead with her hand. Cold sweat dripped from her palm to her wrist. The scene in the dream was too real.

"Bi Luo... Bi Luo?" Lu Ying got up and got out of bed, feeling the need to send a letter to Lu Kang's family. The Seven Day Nightmare seemed to indicate something. Her brother was her only relative, and she couldn't tolerate any mistakes. "Biluo? Someone..."

Lu Ying yelled three times in a row, but no one answered. She put on her robe and walked a few steps. There seemed to be some voice coming from her ears. She listened quietly, but it was not real.

The night was filled with killings, even the full moon in the sky was blood-colored. At midnight, all the soldiers in Prince Qi's mansion were slaughtered, and blood flowed into rivers inside and outside the mansion. It goes on and on, human life is as cheap as an ant.

Lu Ying always likes to be secluded, the building is located in the northwest corner of the palace, surrounded by mountains and rivers, quiet and far away, at this time, the Qi Wang mansion seems to have become a bloodthirsty Shura field, but Lu Ying can only hear small noises, until the fire in the east illuminates half of the sky In the air, the sounds of grief brought about by the killing became louder and louder, Lu Ying was startled, and pushed the door out...

problem occurs.

The smell of blood overwhelmed the fragrance of wormwood, and the winding corridor was as bright as daylight under the moonlight, and a blood-stained woman stumbled towards her, "My lady... let's go... my lord... I'm afraid my lord is not good..."

"Bi Luo, Bi Luo..." Lu Ying supported Bi Luo, who was about to collapse, her clothes were soaked with bright red blood. She had never seen so much blood, and she was completely confused for a while.

"Your Majesty, leave me alone..." Bi Luo pushed Lu Ying away and shouted with tears in her eyes, "Go, go!"

Her thin body couldn't withstand such a push, Lu Ying fell to the ground, watching Bi Luo's weak body pounce on the cheeky man holding a big knife, it was undoubtedly a moth to the flame.

A beam of white light flashed past, shaking Lu Ying's eyes sorely, it was the blade of a knife, and Bi Luo fell down with just one blow.

"Presumptuous! I am Princess Qi..." Even so, Lu Yingzhang spoke, but it was as pale as the moonlight tonight.

"The one who killed is Princess Qi!" The cheeky man sounded like thunder, and laughed wildly up to the sky, as if he was crazy, and threw the bag in his hand towards Lu Ying, "Hahaha, now the traitor Lu Kang is also dead in my hands, the world wants to kill you!" Everyone knows me, Luo Dong!"

"The Lu family followed the ancestors to expand the territory, loyal and good from generation to generation...how can there be rebels?!" Hearing that Lu Kang was dead, Lu Ying's heart suddenly turned cold.

The point of the knife came straight to Lu Ying's neck, and Lu Kang's neck rolled down at her feet, just like the dream, she even wondered if she was still in the dream?If it is a dream, why can't I wake up?Desperate and fearful, blood oozes from her bitten lower lip, and a rust-like smell spreads from her mouth. The pain makes her realize that this time, she is really on the brink of death.

"Brother...why...uh..."

Before the words were finished, the cold blade plunged into her body and pierced her heart, only tears were shed, not because of pain but regret. For 18 years, she just wanted to live a normal life. Maybe she had never been sober in her life. She once asked Lu Yuanshao, why didn't she go back to the field and stay away from troubles?Lu Yuanshao told her that there is no king in the world. In a troubled world, how can one live and live in peace?

Lu Ying originally thought it was just her father's excessive obsession with power, but at the last moment of her life, she realized how helpless it is to be unable to get off a tiger.Just because you are indifferent to everything does not mean that others are also indifferent to everything; if you have no intention of calculating, it does not mean that others have no intention of calculating you; just because you have nothing to do with the world does not mean that others will not fight over you.

Perhaps, all the bitterness lies in the fact that she believes in fate too much, and she can't escape the troubles of troubled times by going with the flow.The moment she closed her eyes, a last tear rolled down the corner of Lu Ying's eyes. If there is an afterlife, will she...will there be an afterlife?

According to historical records, in the first year of Jianping in Dazheng, there were droughts and floods, and the vassal kings were separated. , The fire lasted for three days, and there was a lot of mourning.

In the dark, that's what death is.It seems that she is in a long corridor, and she vaguely sees a spot of light. Lu Ying is walking aimlessly. At this time, she is a lonely ghost. What will be at the other end of the corridor?

I don't know how long she walked, she was light and light, and she was not tired. She had seen it in the unofficial history and anecdotes. It was bright, dazzlingly white, and Lu Ying lived in the darkness for a long time, at a loss as to what to do, only felt a twinge of pain in his eyes, and fainted.

When she opened her eyes, it was hazy. Lu Ying closed her eyes forcefully, rested for a while, and then opened her eyes again. The blurry green gauze curtain became clear, and the soft couch was under her body. She...how did she lie on the bed?

"Miss! Miss, you are awake!" Holding the tea tray in her hand, Bi Luo made a few types of snacks that Lu Ying usually likes to eat, and kept them ready at all times, in case Lu Ying wanted to eat but couldn't eat them when she woke up.

A clean and delicate face was reflected in Lu Ying's eyes, the flashes of swords and swords in the past were still vivid in his memory, and Bi Luo fell straight in front of her like that, now it seems that death is a kind of relief... Lu Ying felt her nose sore , with tears in her eyes, "Biluo...following me all these years, I have suffered for you too...I should have promised you a good man to marry, why bother you to die with me now."

Biluo was terrified when she heard the four characters of death in Huangquan, "Miss, it's so strange, what are you talking about?" After saying such thoughtless words, and hearing that Lu Ying wanted to give her a family, two blushes flew across her face, "Miss always likes to make jokes about slaves, you are still in your boudoir, how about slaves... besides, what about Biluo?" I don’t want to go either, I want to accompany Miss for the rest of my life.”

Waiting for word in boudoir?Biluo's words made Lu Ying puzzled. She lifted the quilt and looked around the surrounding environment. The layout was so familiar. When she looked up, she saw the landscape painting on the wall, which was left by her mother Chu... Is this the General's Mansion?How did she appear in the General's Mansion...

"Miss, just lie down! The last time you fell off the horse, you were in a coma for half a month. You don't feel sorry for yourself, but think about the general..."

Falling from horseback and being in a coma for half a month?As if she didn't hear Biluo's words, Lu Ying walked around the house wearing thin clothes, still muttering, "Impossible... Impossible... It's already..." Obviously died in Luo Dongdao Down.

"Miss...Miss, don't you want to scare the servant..." Bi Luo was crying, seeing Lu Ying as if she had lost her mind, could it be that this fall knocked out Miss's mind?

"Could it be? Could it be..." Lu Ying pushed the door open with bare feet, a gust of cold wind pierced the bones, heavy snow fell in the sky, and the world was covered in silver. If it was just a nightmare, how could she suddenly appear in the general's office? How could it be so cold, a world of ice and snow before late autumn?

Biluo hastily took a rabbit fur cloak from the house and wrapped it around Lu Ying's thin body. Looking down, she saw Lu Ying's slender feet stepping on the bluestone floor, which were already red from the cold. Heartbroken, she burst into tears, "...Miss, you...what's wrong with you..."

"Now... what year is it now?!" Lu Yingyuan opened his eyes, pinched Bi Luo's thin shoulders with both hands, and asked straight.

"Miss..." Bi Luo was frightened by Lu Ying's eyes, as if she was a different person.

"Tell me... what year and month is it?"

Bi Luo replied with a trembling voice, "Now...it is the first month of the 27th year of Ning Xuan."

"Nonsense! Isn't this the first year of Jianping?!" Lu Ying scolded her.

Bi Luo knelt down on the ground, her face full of tears, "Slaves, how dare you talk nonsense, miss, you should go back to the house first, your body is weak after recovering from a serious illness, but you can't blow the wind...Xiao Qing, go and report that miss general is awake..."

In the 27th year of Ningxuan, she fell into a coma for half a month after falling from a horse. She was 15 years old that year, and she still remembers the heavy snowfall.

Back to... three years ago?

It wasn't until Lu Ying saw the face in her memory again that she realized that all the absurdities had become true.