The first lady is sweet and sweet

Chapter 1
The little swallow, holding the mud, and the branches and grass, worked hard to build his own comfort nest under the eaves.

Occasionally, the little swallows watched the cozy little nests built up little by little... chirp... chirping happily.

What a picture of Chunyan holding mud, the slightly warm wind blowing gently on the window lattice.

The little girl Pomegranate carried her skirt over the threshold and tapped on the door frame a few times with brisk steps. No one responded, she opened the curtain and walked into the room.

In an instant, "Ah..." A shrill, sharp and thin shout broke through the roof, breaking the silence.

A trembling voice overflowed from Pomegranate's lips, "It's dead, the young lady is dead. Hu... Husband... Madam, please help!"

Pomegranate ran out of the house with a panic-stricken face, tripped over the high threshold with a loud bang, and got up, ignoring the pain, holding on to his knees, limping out of the yard, "Hu... …lady."

The flustered footsteps went from near to far, and gradually became silent.

The bright sunlight shone through the half-opened window on the face of the young woman on the bed.

The little woman's face was twisted abnormally, ferocious and scary, and her mouth was open enough to stuff an egg.

Paotu's eyes were wide open, and the black pupils almost filled the entire eye sockets, and there was no response to the direct sunlight.

There was no ups and downs in the chest, and the man fell straight on the bed, his legs drooping under the bed.

Suddenly, the dark eyes of the man on the bed moved, and the sun was dazzling. He wanted to close his eyes, but found that his eyes were not closed tightly, leaving gaps.

Qi Yao wanted to stretch out her hand to cover her eyes and block the sun, but found that her arms were numb and unwilling to do anything.

The sun shines on people's body warm and comfortable, but the dazzling sun directly hurts the eyes.

Qi Yao lowered her eyelids and listened, listening to the chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves blowing in the wind, the faint fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of soil between her nose...

It's not right, it's wrong!
Qi Yao's last memory was that the bullet passed through her neck and fell into the sea, the wet and salty water surrounded her, and she sank to the bottom of the sea.

I vaguely hear the screams of the comrades on the ship: Captain, Captain...

Then came the sound of thump, thump falling into the water.

People were escorting people at sea, receiving a mission from a superior, and pirates attacked a merchant ship. Qi Yao was ordered to rescue. How could there be a smell of flowers and soil?
Qi Yao eagerly wanted to see the current situation clearly, but she felt stiff, as if she was bound by someone, unable to move. Could it be that she was kidnapped by pirates.

Impossible, although there was a fierce exchange of fire with the pirates, but in the face of their powerful firepower, the pirates were captured by them and escaped.

Qi Yao tried to move to avoid the sun, so she couldn't see anything under the sun, and her eyes couldn't stand it.

Difficulty turned his head slightly, opened his eyes, but couldn't find the focal length, couldn't see anything clearly, it was blurry, what the hell was going on?

Calm down, calm down... This heartbeat is so fast, it feels like my heart is about to pop out of my chest.

Closing her eyes and concentrating, Qi Yao calmed down, concentrated her strength and shook hands slowly, feeling empowered, her hand moved while supporting the rigid object.

Phew... With strength, she was relieved, and again, she moved twice with difficulty, her head was held up, and she couldn't walk.

This time, Qi Yao, who avoided the sun, opened her eyes again. This time, with the focus, she was finally able to see clearly.

what is this?The whitish and yellowed cloth washed on the top of the head, rolling his eyes, like a bed, propped up the bed with his hands, and finally sat up against the wall.

With such a simple action, he exhausted all his strength, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

It's a bed, or a canopy bed, but it's a little worn. Not to mention the patch on the bed, the railings of this bed have fallen off and are mottled.

Wait a minute, are all pirate dens so Chinese?I was shot into the water in the Indian Ocean, right?

This thing is so weird, what's going on with these eyes?It hurts, stretch out your hand, who is this pale hand like a chicken's paw?Spread out my hands, why are the calluses that my tiger's mouth often grinds with a gun gone?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh he was still dislocated.

She didn't feel the pain when she was stunned, but now she feels the pain. How can I take it off? I often do it myself, and if I can take off, I can of course take it off, but now my hands are weak, so I can't work hard!

And this heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and the heart is beating in a panic. Qi Yao looks down at the hands that are weakly falling on her legs. First, check the pulse of this body!

The heart, liver and kidney in the left hand, the laborious right hand rests on the wrist of the left hand.

With this hand, a dim light flashed across her eyes, her blood pressure rose, and blood circulation hit her heart like a flood.
How could a good person be scared to death, just when Qi Yao was puzzled.

He heard the voice of a terrified, trembling young woman from outside, "Madam is real, people are really dead, her face is twisted, beyond recognition, her eyes are bulging out of their sockets, her mouth is wide open, her tongue is sticking out. long."

Qi Yao's black eyes in the room shook slightly, she was talking about herself, how could it sound like she was describing what she looked like after being hanged.

What is the name of the lady?
I have to quickly take this chin back, but now I have no strength in my hand, what should I do?
The time was too late, so she could only do this, control her strength, she fell down the wall, her chin touched the bed board, and only heard a 'click...'

call!After taking it, she opened her mouth and tried it. Fortunately, there was no deviation.

She propped up the bed board with her hands and sat up laboriously, leaning against the wall panting, and dense sweat on her forehead.

"What nonsense?" Madam Chen's voice was anxious and angry, "How can a good person die, although she is a little timid, doesn't speak, and doesn't like to go out of the house, but she won't miss it. There is someone in the capital just now. Here's something for her."

Chen shi trembled in panic and then said, "People absolutely can't die, we all have to die when we die, don't talk nonsense!"

There was a cry in his voice, and the person who came slammed open the curtain, walked over quickly, and sobbed, "Qi, you can't die! We have to accompany you when you die..."

The funeral words were not called out, but they found that Qi's people were sitting on the bed against the wall, and they were fine.

Chen Shi patted his thigh and shouted excitedly, "I'm a mother." She rubbed the sleeves of her jacket and wiped the corners of her eyes, "I'm not dead, why are I still crying!" of.

"Pomegranate, pomegranate, come here, this person is fine, why do you say he is dead?" Chen shi shouted outside the house, his voice high and bright.

Qi Yao on the bed looked at the so-called lady's clothes in horror, wearing an ancient costume, a jacket and a skirt, and her black eyes rolled.

The clothes are plain and white after washing, with raw edges on the cuffs and neckline.

Her hair was meticulously combed into a round bun, with a smooth silver hairpin inserted, and small silver earrings on her ears.

The visitor was about forty years old, very thin, with a small and narrow face, and his cheeks were sunken.

The eyebrows are thin and hanging, and the dark pupils are sizing up and down. At this time, the thin lips are tightly pressed, the corners of the mouth are drooping, and the deep decree lines are not good for people.

The skin is a little rough, and years of hard work have left a shallow fishtail mark on the corner of her eyes.

The little girl who was called Pomegranate walked in with her head shrunk, stood behind the Chen family and said shiveringly, "Young... young lady, live... live."

"Pomegranate, see for yourself, this is not a good life." Chen shi pointed to the humane on the bed, patted his chest, "I'm really going to be scared to death by you."

"But when the maid came to ask the young lady to go to the kitchen, she lay upright on the bed, silent." Shiliu glanced at the young lady on the bed with a puzzled face, daring not to meet her.

"The servant called several times, but there was no response, and the servant stepped forward." Shiliu's voice changed because of fear, "The face was deformed, and the servant dared to put his hand under the nose, no... no... angry. "

When the words fell, Pomegranate quickly hid behind the Chen family, "The slave did not lie."

　I work hard, keep going!
　　Babies, a new book is open again!Hope for more support! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)