this widow is not straight

Chapter 3 Losing is not wrong
"Elder sister, didn't you say that you would scratch her face and send it to the family temple? Why did you just give up halfway like this?" Seeing Wang Xiange being escorted away by the servant woman without any resistance, Liu Jia complained very unhappy: "Just her Keeping that face is a disaster!"

"Second Sister..." Liu Qian paused for a moment before she said: "You see, she behaves insanely, and resists desperately when she hears that she will hurt her face—you don't know that she is famous among her boudoirs." Brute force, how can we weak girls be her opponents?"

"If it's been delayed for a long time, and those troublesome people from the first and third bedrooms see it, they might say something sarcastic."

"What do we have to be afraid of them!!!" Liu Jia said disdainfully: "The younger brother has gone, and we two sisters are protecting him, just because...the uncle of the eldest brother-in-law's family is in the court, and the two Your Highness is here, let me see who dares to make a mistake!"

She originally wanted to say that with the status of the Second Highness, no one would dare to make mistakes, but then she remembered that Liu Qian's husband's family was more capable, so she immediately changed her words.

"Second sister, no matter how powerful you and my husband's family are, it is always caused by external forces." Liu Qian stretched out her hand to block Liu Jia's rebuttal, and explained: "If a married daughter wants to live smoothly in her husband's house, she needs the help of her mother's family." Indispensable—Right now Dafang and Sanfang don’t show off their mountains and dews, but their strength should not be underestimated.”

"Think about it, Wei Ge'er from the first house and Jing Ge'er from the third house are good seedlings with both civil and military skills! Right now, father, we can only choose one of these two to be our heir."

"Bah!" Liu Jia let out a bah, and she didn't say anything bad about those two rooms because she knew how deep she was.At that moment, he only said resentfully, "Eldest sister, I don't care, I will destroy her charming face, you don't even know... Second Highness calls her name in her dreams..."

"How can a sister not know about my sister's difficulties?" Liu Qian gently pulled Liu Jia to sit on the knees where Wang Xiange had just fallen asleep, and whispered: "Originally, we thought that she would marry my brother. No matter what, you have to save face for the Wang family."

"But right now~~" Liu Qian let out a long sigh, and said in a cold voice with her mellow face tensed, "She still wants to climb another branch, so I can't let her do it!"

"Sister, what do you mean?" Liu Jia's eyes lit up, and she asked in a low voice, "Would father agree?"

"Father will naturally not agree, so what does that matter?" Liu Qian picked up the paper money in front of her and threw it into the brazier that was about to be extinguished: "Sister Suwen's dowry wife has a surname Fei, who is very good at making money." Xiang, would my sister let her serve her siblings for two days?"

"Elder Sister, you are too polite. This is our natal family, why would you like it or not!" Liu Jia was overjoyed, and immediately stood up and called for the lady Fei to come over, but Liu Qian stopped her.

"Sister, you don't need to be so anxious. It's not too late to call someone in the next afternoon."

It's true, it's really not easy to do it in broad daylight - as long as she thinks that that bitch won't live for two days, she will feel extremely happy!

This matter was not visible, the two of them spoke very quietly, a few servants who were close to each other stood far away, only saw the eldest girl coaxing the second girl into smiles, but they didn't know how to coax them.

Except—the one in the coffin.

. . . . . .

Naturally, Wang Xiange didn't care about these things. She looked around the small temple where she had lived for half her life. The warm touch from the tip, the throbbing beating in the chest, fell into deep thought.

Logically speaking, shouldn't a dead person have no pulse, no temperature, and no breathing?
Why do I have all of them?

Is this a dream, or is he not dead at all?
That would be unbelievable, right?
Who can survive being stabbed like a hedgehog?
But how to explain all this?
She stretched out her hand to caress her smooth face, and the idea of ​​resurrecting the dead flashed through her mind, but she felt that it was not feasible.

First of all, the ages of Liu Qian and Liu Jia are extremely unreasonable. If she comes back to life, then the two of them should be women in their 30s. How can they look like they were young?

And Hong Ling, she has been dead for seven or eight years——

You can't go back to the past, can you?
Thinking about it this way, everything makes sense!
Didn't everything that happened just now happened after Liu Su's "death"?At that time, Liu Qian and Liu Jia forced her to destroy her appearance in this way. The woman who did it at that time and the arrangement of the mourning hall around her... everything seemed to overlap in one place.

The only difference is that I obeyed their words back then, and cooperated with them without any resistance to ruin my appearance...

It would be great if it was a new life!
Wang Xiange touched his long-lost face inch by inch, and his mind gradually became in a trance.

. . . . . .

As the night was dark, the Grand Prince's army had already invaded Miyagi, and the whole of Shangjing was surrounded by crying and screaming.

Wang Xiange stared at the broken body on the ground, unable to speak for a long time.

After all, it's all too weird.

She went back to the past in a dream!

That dream is so real, so beautiful!
She couldn't help but go forward to caress the body covered with arrow branches, and seeing her face covered with scars, her heart felt like a knife-cut pain—she always thought that she didn't care about her appearance, but she didn't. After thinking about death, it became an obsession!
It should be driven by her obsession that made her go back to the past and feel her perfect face, living pulse, and strong heartbeat.

She watched her body slump to the corner of the wall icy cold, and the arrow branch that pierced her body supported her in a strange posture.

My heart slowly turned cold, I didn't expect that I had endured it for the rest of my life, and in the end, there was not even a person to collect the corpse...

Huh? ...Since my body is lying there, who am I?

She was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the soul leaving the body in the miscellaneous books and strange talks.

So, have you become a ghost now?
Then, is it possible to fly thousands of miles through the wall?
Thinking about it this way, she actually floated up. Perhaps because of her obsession, she floated straight into the palace.

Unexpectedly, in the hell on earth outside the imperial city, the inside of the imperial city is actually peaceful.

In the Qian'an Hall where Emperor Qianyuan handled political affairs, the lights were bright and the figures were shaking.

The great prince sat behind the imperial table dealing with government affairs, with a hundred dishes of delicacies, delicious in color, fragrance and taste in front of him.

The owner of the imperial table, Emperor Qianyuan, stood by the side with a smile on his face, serving the grand prince's meals attentively and thoughtfully.

"Brother, back then I said that my father shouldn't have surpassed your eldest son to make me emperor..." He picked up a piece of venison with chopsticks, and respectfully put it on the plate in front of the great prince: "Try this~~~, Alas, it's all my fault for being too mediocre to manage our entire Great Zhou into such a mess, I have truly let down the painstaking efforts of you and your father, I really deserve to die!"

With chopsticks and vegetables in his right hand, when he said damn, he slapped himself with his left hand very neatly.

Several fingerprints had emerged on his left face—it should have been slapped many times before Wang Xiange came.

She suddenly felt relieved, and she no longer blamed him for ordering to hang herself on the tower to threaten Liu Su, after all, he had never been soft on himself.

But, as an emperor, he humbled himself so much in order to survive!
It's a pity that Xiao Yu, who swore to the death and refused to abandon the city and flee, has to suffer from such a biological father who is greedy for life and afraid of death!
"Brother, this big week will soon be yours, and the people outside the palace will also be yours, you see..." Emperor Qianyuan bowed his body even lower: "It's really not true that this plea comes from me. Sure, I'm just worried about big brother, if Liu Su is allowed to kill innocent people indiscriminately, it may damage your reputation."

"Ah Yu really knows how to be an emperor. It's hard to protect yourself, and I don't forget to buy people's hearts." The great prince Xiao Sheng picked up the food in front of him with a smile, and said while eating: "Brother Yu really didn't deserve the loss back then! "

(End of this chapter)