Concubine Ben Xianliang

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Zixuan felt more and more comfortable as people manipulated her, but she couldn't breathe hard, and when she was trying to signal to people that she had woken up, she heard Mrs. Ding sigh: "Oh, what a disaster, what a disaster."

Zixuan couldn't open her eyes and felt strange when she heard this, because the voice was too unfamiliar and not someone she knew: where is she now?Because I couldn't see her, I tried to sniff with my nose. I didn't feel like I was in a hospital, because there was no hospital-specific smell of disinfectant.Subconsciously, she began to listen carefully to the people around her, trying to figure out where she was from what they said; there were people around her who took it for granted that they were saving her, which made her feel at ease. .

But the more she listened, the more confused she became, and the more she couldn't figure out where she was: did she hang herself?Mrs. Tai, Master Hou?It was all a mess, and then she passed out again for some reason.

When she woke up again, she could already move her fingers slightly, but it took her whole body to do this; but her hearing was better, because of the doubts when she just woke up, she listened more seriously, because she Now I want to know where I am even more.

Listening carefully to the conversations between Mrs. Tai, Lord Hou, and Aunt Fang, she slowly heard a general idea; then, she thought of an impossible thing in a daze: she, is she wearing it?Won't.

It took a while for Zixuan, who was deeply shocked, to remember what she heard: the people around her thought she was dead, and they were discussing how to deal with the aftermath.

She didn't want to be buried alive, so she wanted to remind people around her that she was still alive. Although she hadn't fully recovered from the shock of time travel, she didn't want to be treated as a dead person; She couldn't make a sound at all, because she clenched her hand even more tightly, and she realized that her left hand seemed to be holding something.

She couldn't see it, but felt it was something hard with a rough surface; big or small, something suddenly flashed in her mind: the small stone that tripped her.Thinking about it this way, she felt that the thing in her hand was more like a stone, the one that tripped her - when she was tripped, she still didn't believe that such a small stone could trip someone up.

When she thought that it might be the stone in her hand, her eyes became moist for a moment: Can a stone wear it?

If it was really that stone, it really had to come with her, why didn't her body come with it?She still wants her own body - although she is not too young, she is still very used to using her own body, and it is very comfortable to look at her own face.

She can tell that the current body is not her own because the people around her are obviously familiar with her current body: if her body comes together, it will definitely be in modern attire, which will definitely surprise the ancient people around.

At this moment, she heard a shrill voice saying: "Mrs. Tai, don't criticize Lord Hou. It's not a bad thing for her to die. It's really a big disaster for us to go to our house; and it's not us. It's her own short-sightedness who can blame her for killing her."

When Zixuan heard this sentence, she ignored the stone in her hand for a while, and remembered that she was about to be buried alive: Uh, it's too early to be worried about being buried alive, and she should be put into the coffin first.Thinking that she would lie in the coffin before she could speak, she felt chills, and wanted to tell the people around her that she actually preferred and was more used to sleeping in bed.

This person with a high-pitched voice disliked her very much. From what she said and what she heard before, Zixuan had guessed a lot of things. After thinking about it, she decided to listen quietly to what else the family would say, because She was really curious: How did the deity harm these people around him?

She really doesn't understand: people commit suicide, how can they harm others?Aren't those who harm people always force others to hang themselves?Her intuition believes that the deity should be innocent, and she also wants to know who forced the deity to hang himself-you must know that the only death is through hardships through the ages.

Now that she is the owner of this body, it is of course better to know more about the original owner, at least to make sure if someone is going to harm the deity?People always have some scruples when speaking in front of the living, but in front of the dead, people will tell the truth; therefore, she wanted to pretend to be a dead person first, and then speak when she really has the strength, so as not to say that she is alive now, and then be caught. Some people who hated the deity were strangled to death.

When Zixuan heard that there would be a coffin for her to sleep in tomorrow, she was even more relieved and eavesdropped; therefore, she deliberately slowed down her breathing—she didn't have to worry at all, those maids and women were in a hurry. Busy, sad, and frightened, who would have thought that the dead would come back to life?Just now she really lost her breath, even the doctor couldn't feel her pulse, so naturally no one thought that the person on the bed was already a living person again.

Now she can open her eyes a crack, but she can't open them right now.

Mrs. Ding Tai snorted coldly, her angry voice really didn't look like an old man: "Shut up! You are an aunt in front of juniors, so don't speak indiscriminately if you don't understand." Originally, under Fang Fei's appeasement, there was no rebirth. She was annoyed, but she was made even more angry by the person with the high-pitched voice.

Fang Fei looked at Ding Houye and whispered to Mrs. Ding Tai: "The emperor and our Hou Ye grew up together since childhood, and our friendship is unusual. Maybe there are still things..."

"Even if the emperor wants to protect each other, he must take care of all the people in the world, not to mention Zhu Zixuan committed suicide in our Marquis's mansion. You must know that she and your marquis were married by the emperor himself. Now that she committed suicide and died, it is our little brother." The family slapped the royal family in the face; besides, you know something about the affairs of the court, there is a group of people who stare at our Ding family every day, wishing to pick the bone out of the egg, do you think they will let go of such an opportunity?"

Mrs. Ding rubbed her forehead while talking: "No matter how much the emperor thinks highly of you, Lord Marquis, I'm afraid that our Ding family will be hurt this time." When she said this, she couldn't help but sighed: "I knew her temperament would be more serious." If it's so strong, don't..." The words came to an abrupt end here.

"Why should mother blame herself so much?" Fang Fei said softly: "It's my sister's fate. She has been sick and bedridden for a long time because she missed her dead parents. Our Ding family often invites doctors to come, but every doctor looks at her." Everyone knows about my sister's illness; in short, there are medicines for heart disease, and our Ding family's great ability can't save my sister's parents."

She glanced at Mrs. Ding Tai's face: "Besides, Lord Hou has never blushed with his wife, and everyone in the capital knows it; now my sister is just following her parents, I think the emperor will understand. "