The Princess Wei Yang

It is now Feb. 12, 31 of the Yongming Emperor, which means that she returned 23 years ago, when she was 13 years old.

All night, Li Weiyang was tormented by the memory of “previous life". He wanted to cry loudly, but because the house was too small, he could not cry if he made a sound. She was afraid to blink and turn herself into an abandoned person in the cold palace, afraid to hear the name Li Fu, but thinking that the two people she hated lived in Kyoto, she couldn't help but immediately grab the knife and flush them over... cried in pain and happiness for a moment, the exasperated emotions slowly calmed down, Li Weichuang looked up out the pitch-black window, her eyes became dark and unclear. In her previous life, she thought that if she did her part and did everything she could to make it the best she could, she would suffer and die in the spring. But who would have thought that everything was nothing more than a mirror flower and a moon, and that she traded goodness for waiting was nothing more than a terrible betrayal. By the heartless father, by the ruthless husband, and the person who is wholeheartedly regarded by himself as a good sister... Although he cannot compare to the beauty of Li Changle, he is wholeheartedly oblivious to Tao Jo. If it weren't for himself, Tao Jo would have died a few times earlier. Where was his turn to ascend the throne, and he was thrown into the cold palace as trash.

If God gave her a chance to be reborn, Li Weichuang took a deep breath and her eyes were firm, why should she let them go? Someday, the bill, she'll get it all back from these people, one by one!

At night, the day passes and the new day is close to sight.

Ma Shi was a little hesitant. I don't know if I should call Li Weijiang to wake up. He was about to sound like a chicken. If he was still lying like this, he would only be scolded by Liu Shi.

She thought about it and walked into the house with hesitation, but found it empty and suddenly frightened.

Where's the central man? She was surprised to see the tidy, clean room.

In the kitchen, Li Weijung rushed to the kitchen to cook the soy milk, then poured the hot rice porridge into everyone's bowl, prepared the black sauce, carefully placed in a small dish, and then served the porridge to the table. When she saw Mars walking in, she was surprised and smiled: "Sister Lotus, I'm ready for dinner. ”

Ma's girlfriend's name is Lotus. It's just that the central government has never called her so affectionately. She was always frightened before, as if she could cry at any time.

Li Weiyang did not know what was in the other party's mind. He was still cared for before he was seven years old. He was suddenly thrown into a family farmer to destroy himself. Of course, he couldn't stand it. Especially since Liu's family couldn't receive the money for the past six months, he had become more and more bitter and poisonous. In the past, he was scared to death every day, almost like a bird in a bow. But now-- after a long journey, really ruthless, after 12 years of broken legs and grinding in the Cold House, the Liu Clan? It's just a little obstacle. No, not even a little obstacle. It's just a little rock on the road. What's to be afraid of? Thinking of this, Li Weijung smiled: “Aunt Zhou will be awake soon. Sister Lianzi, get ready. ”

There are five people in the family. Zhou Qing, the owner of the family, was the manager of the external hospital of the Reed family who adopted him. He is usually not home. His wife, Liu Shi, then his eldest son, Zhou Jiang, and his daughter-in-law, Ma Shi, and finally his youngest daughter, Zhou Lanxiu.

The more confused Mars looked at her, she smiled and turned away.

In Zhou's broken courtyard, the gate slowly opened, and a girl about 12 or 3 years old walked out with a wooden pot. The pot was full of clothes. The girl was wearing a blue dress, which was dirty and washed, dirty and turned a little dark, with patches on her waist. The head was also just loosely twisted with a twisted hemp rope. She was dressed so badly, but she looked so clear, a gourd face with a very white skin, a pair of elongated eyebrows, with her black and white clear, spinning phoenix eyes, with a small, sophisticated nose and a small mouth, a dark hair was also bright and eye-catching, and the clothes were all cute. Compared to most of the girls in the village, this little girl is undoubtedly a little too pretty. So she came all the way out and drew countless people's eyes.

Li Weichuang, dressed in cold and sour clothes, had been calm, as if she didn't feel everything, she carried the wooden pot in her hand and walked to the river step by step.

Beautiful stuff. What's that supposed to mean? I used to feel great, but then I came to Kyoto and saw Li Changle before I knew what a true beauty was. Compared to her, my appearance was very ordinary.

Li Weichuang walked to the river and squatted down and slapped his clothes with a stick hammer. The hammer smashed into her clothes and made a "pounding” sound. Dirty water continued to spray on her clothes and face, but she was always serious about this, not a bit displeased.

Several girls in the laundry found her, stabbed each other in the arm, then glanced at her with an eye angle, laughing and talking, squeaking like a bunch of sparrows.

“Look, the lady is laundry again. ”

“Poor thing, look what she's wearing. It's better than ours. ”

“Is she really the prime minister? Why didn't you see who came to see her? ”

“Geez, don't you know? She was born in February. They said she had a father! They're busy sending her out, they just don't want to see her! ”

“Oops... this lady is better than our village aunt. If I were you, I wouldn't die of anger! ”

“Yes, a lady like that, give it to me and I won't do it! ”

These words reached his ears, and Li Weijung had to think about what life would be like if he could return to Kyoto one day, even when he was very young. But every fantasy can only give her such a profound sense of her own misery, adding a lot of sadness... Li Wei Li hooked up a smile, she was born to cry behind her back for the discussion of these people, but now - she stood up and held her clothes upstream.

This is Liu's stinky, long footcloth wrap. Li Weichuang banged it with a long cloth strip and let the dirty water flow into the girls' basin. Those people were still banging and didn't even notice.

After washing the clothes, Li Weichuang stood up with a full pot.

Everyone looked at her strangely, always felt that she was different. Whatever they said to laugh at her, she was that faint look, like, like children who adults couldn't read the mess...

When he returned to Zhou's house, it was still early. Liu Shi had just used breakfast and was sitting in the hallway choking his teeth. He saw her, frowned and wrinkled. He was about to say something, but somehow he withstood it. He lifted his ass into the house.

Mars walked over and snuggled a piece of cake into the middle of nowhere, whispering: “My lord is back. ”

Li Weizhong raised his eyebrows and looked at Mars.

Mars was stunned, Mihong, the child is not yet old next year, why this look... seems to have added a slightly different momentum, maturity and cold.

No wonder Liu did not shout and curse today... Li Weirong's face was already spring-flowered smile. She thanked Mars, lowered her head to eat coarse cake, swallowed chewed cake, her voice hurt hot, but she ate very fragrant and smelly.

Because cleaning up the Liu family is a great opportunity.