Reborn Miss Against Heaven, she is beautiful and sassy

The mountains and hills in the distance accompany you, the smoke from the cooking pots curls quietly, and the streams pass through the fields, sketching out an unforgettable picture that only the natives can appreciate!

In front of a deep pit, Su Waqiu waved slightly, and the wheelchair stopped in front of the pit. The residents here rumored that there had been a tragic war here, and that was a history passed down orally by the older generation.

The fighting lasted for three days and three nights, and the whole land was soaked with blood. Even the stream stopped flowing, and the blood flowed for a whole month without dissipating.

Later, the people here dug this deep pit and buried the unknown soldiers who died on the battlefield. For thousands of years, the vicinity of the pit has been overgrown with weeds, and this period of history has long been forgotten. forget.

Yu Wenlian thanked the guide. The guide didn't understand why the three city dwellers stopped in front of this pothole, so he hummed a tune and left with the money.

When he first heard the tune of the song, Su Wanqiu's pupils shrank. It wasn't until he turned around that he realized that it was humming from the guide's mouth, and the sadness in his eyes became more intense.

"The tune just now is the military song of the Nihuang Guards. It was originally written by you, the prince, and composed by Sister Hongling!"

Lin Qingqing's eyes were sore, and the circles under her eyes, which were originally strong, were completely red.

Hearing the tone of the past again, the old friends have long since disappeared, leaving only the two of them as lonely ghosts, meeting again in this future time and space.

Those vivid smiling faces, love, hate, obsession, anger and resentment are still engraved in Su Wanqiu's mind.

She remembered the maid who liked to wear a red dress. She was her first maid. The sound of the wind was faint and almost hissing. Even the sunlight gradually faded away, and the vast land seemed to be returning to silence.

Su Wanqiu's voice was like the sound of a flute, like complaining, and seemed to be telling a very ancient story.

"Hong Ling is a good girl. Compared to you, Ah Lian, she actually had no choice. Her homeland was destroyed when she was still young. As a princess of the subjugated country, she had no choice at that time!"

"When I first met her, she had been taught music by the people in Firework Alley for eight years. It was the day when she was old enough to have hairpins, and the madam made an appointment to sell her to the wise king."

"When I arrived, Hong Ling was holding a knife in her hand, her clothes were messy, even her underwear was exposed, and King Xian was stabbed eighteen times by her, killing him on the spot!"

"Actually, I didn't save her. She still suffered the punishment she deserved. When Qingmei entered the mansion, Hong Ling either covered her face with red gauze or wore a mask every day. In fact, it was just to cover up the tattoos on her face."

"The word "slave" on that face is the pain in Hong Ling's heart all her life. It's also the reason why she doesn't want to be an official in the court and only wants to be a maid by my side!"

Under the outline of Su Wanqiu's voice, the two girls gradually recalled the face of that girl, a girl who never saw her true face in her life, but who was a nightmare for both of them.Although Su Wanqiu was strict, he was soft-hearted after all and could not bear the grievances of other people's coquettishness. Therefore, Yu Wenlian should have been punished many times, but he just pretended to be a good boy and fooled him!

In contrast, what Yuwen Lian is most afraid of is Hong Ling, because Hong Ling has always had a business-like attitude. If she wants to fool her, Hong Ling will immediately pour a basin of cold water on her.

Lin Qingqing has more memories of Hong Ling than Yu Wenlian. When she first entered the palace, it was Hong Ling who took her in person!

At that time, Su Wanqiu was in the limelight, and Hong Ling's status was sensitive. The royal family did not allow a slave who had killed the prince to serve with the Qing Huang King, so Hong Ling personally trained the maid Qing Mei.

From then on, Hong Ling became Su Wanqiu's shadow. As long as Su Wanqiu was not in the palace, everything in Qinghuang Palace or Nihuang Guard would be taken care of by Hong Ling herself!

Qingmei remembers that when she followed Su Wanqiu into the palace for the first time, the emperor smiled and asked them to stay in the palace. At that time, Qingmei didn't know what this meant.

When it turned dark and Qingmei was about to take a bath with Su Wanqiu, Su Wanqiu stopped her and took her out of the palace. Not long after, the dormitory where they stayed was flooded. There was such a big fire that almost It swallowed up the dormitory in an instant!

That was the first time Qingmei realized the ruthlessness of the struggle for power, and it was also the first time she saw Hong Ling wearing military uniform.

Hong Ling, who was dressed in red armor, personally led five thousand Nihuang Guards to the palace, and confronted the imperial guards in front of the palace gate. Finally, the emperor found an excuse, executed several innocent eunuchs, and released them from the palace.

That day, it also snowed heavily in the palace.

There are a total of nine thousand steps from Qinzheng Palace to the palace gate. Qingmei feels that she has walked for a whole century.

The sound of horns and drums at the Meridian Gate fluctuated until the last arch. Qingmei saw Hong Ling wearing a bronze mask, dismounting and taking off her helmet, standing in the distance waiting for them. The red-maned horse beside her neighed slightly and blew out white smoke.

There were hundreds of steps between them, and every step was flanked by the swords of the Forbidden Army!
At a certain moment, just as Su Wanqiu's footsteps were about to fall, a member of the imperial army was ready to move, wanting to share your worries!
At this moment, a red shadow passed by, and the blood soaked the white snow on the ground!

"Hong Ling welcomes the master respectfully. If you dare to go to the former, you will be killed without mercy!"

Under the cold wind, the sword was sharp, and drops of blood hit the snow with the full moon scimitar!
It also hit the heart of the deep palace watching all this!