Fengwu Tianjiao: Juefei Concubine

On a severe winter day, the cold wind pierced into the bone marrow, and the whole night, at this time, thick white snow had already accumulated on the ground.

There is an extremely dilapidated small courtyard in a luxurious mansion. Even though it is dressed in the silver dress of Miss Dong, it is still out of place with the luxurious and majestic mansion.

A girl in thin and shabby clothes is struggling to carry a bucket, leaving a string of delicate footprints of different shades on the thick snow.

No one would have imagined that the Feng family, the most prominent first family in the Cangming country, would have such a shabby and dilapidated corner.

The girl stopped and took a breath in the palm of her hand, rubbing her hands together.

In this weather, it was fine yesterday and it turned into a vast expanse of whiteness overnight.

"Cough, cough, cough..." After finally reaching the dilapidated wooden door, he heard a heart-piercing cough coming from the room.

The girl immediately put down the bucket and pushed the door open.

"Mother, are you okay?"

A pale woman was lying on the wooden bed, her beautiful face was full of pain.

"Ya'er, you're back! Cough cough cough...you must be freezing, come to bed quickly."

The woman's face was full of kindness, and she would only show such a gentle smile when facing Wu Qingya.

Unable to bear to see her disappointed expression, Wu Qingya nodded and trotted a few steps to the wooden bed, took off her shoes and got under the covers.

Although the quilt was very thin, it was already the warmest place in the entire broken courtyard.

Nalan Yuechi rolled over with difficulty, and hugged Wu Qingya sideways, this child is really thin.

Wu Qingya froze, she had never been so close to anyone before.

Before that, she was not Wu Qingya, she was a special female soldier from the 21st century, who returned from arduous and dangerous training, but unexpectedly the plane crashed.

She jumped, but the damn parachute didn't work.

When she woke up again, her soul lived in this thin body, so, who she was in the past is no longer important. Second Miss, a good-for-nothing dancer.

In fact, Wu Qingya was not born to the head of the dance family, but the daughter of Wu Liming, the younger brother of the head of the dance family, Wu Xingming. It's just that the short-lived father died early, leaving behind the miserable mother Nalan Yuechi, but Nalan Yuechi was born again. It's a stubborn person who insists on sticking to the place where this person takes his tea.

The dance star Ming is the prime minister of the court, and a family with such a prominent and pretentious family like the dancer will never allow a trash like her to tarnish the glorious reputation of the dancer, so she is not treated well.

Her body gradually warmed up, and her thin body softened. She was really sleepy.

In such a cold day, this mother's embrace is really too warm, I really want to have a good sleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he heard a few footsteps outside.

Wu Qingya frowned slightly, her ears moved, the three of them. . .

The originally dilapidated wooden door was kicked open with a "slap", Wu Qingya thought to herself: Damn, kick it a few more times and the old lady's door will be broken.

"You don't get up to salute when you see me, are you too sick to get out of bed like your sick ghost mother?" The sour voice of the eldest lady of Wufu sounded, it was really ear-piercing.

The other two put their arms around their chests, gloating on their faces.

Wu Ling glared fiercely, and she said that this slut is deadly, even if he can't be beaten to death like that, a slut is a slut!Let's see how my mother treats you for a while.