My family's alluring concubine

Chapter 4
Thinking of the death of old man Nalan and those people in the Budokan, her heart began to throb.

For her, the greatest helplessness in life is that the person you want to protect dies in front of you, and you can only watch helplessly, powerless to save their lives.

This is the sore spot, this is Nilin, and it is also a dark thorn.

Nalan Zhenyue was immersed in her emotions, and the frame of the reincarnation mirror in her hand was squeezed tightly by her.

Her gaze was also fixed on the frame of the reincarnation mirror, gradually turning red.

However, at that moment, Nalan Zhenyue seemed to feel something, and her whole body suddenly stiffened.

As soon as she let go of her hand, the frame of the reincarnation mirror fell down.

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Just now, she felt a vicissitudes of life and simple desolation from the texture on the frame, just like the temperature on the frame, cold to the bone, made her feel a little uncomfortable in the body, and even panicked in her heart.

Nalan Zhenyue's eyes fell again, and she stared for a moment before moving away.

She didn't die, and her soul still traveled through, 90.00% of it was probably because of the reincarnation mirror.

Reincarnation mirror, reincarnation mirror, isn't this called reincarnation?
At the moment when Nalan Zhenyue was meditating, footsteps approached.

She quickly put the mirror of reincarnation into her arms, and her narrow eyebrows looked in the direction of the door.

The door was opened, and a slightly obese woman walked in, holding a porcelain bowl in her right hand, which contained the leftover food from the previous few days, and the color of the rice had already turned yellow.

This woman is one of the two servants who have been serving her, and she is called Mrs. Chen.

She gnawed on the greasy chicken leg with one hand, and threw the porcelain bowl on the straw with the other. Because there were more straw, the porcelain bowl was not broken, but all the food spilled out.

"Smelly beggar, hurry up and eat, my mother has something else to do." Sister-in-law Chen gnawed at the chicken leg in her hand regardless of her appearance, and muttered: "That cheap little Xiuyun, ran to the martial arts field by himself and asked my mother to bring you food. When I see her later, I have to scold her!"
Xiuyun is another servant who was assigned to serve Nalan Zhenyue together with Aunt Chen.
Nalan Zhenyue didn't move, there was not much expression on her face, but her eyes were looking at Mrs. Chen.

When Mrs. Chen finished speaking, seeing her like this, she scolded: "What are you looking at, you stinky beggar, I won't give you food after seeing it. My mother is depressed, why aren't you thrown out? You should be thrown out." How good it is, to be a beggar, and my mother can be assigned! There is nothing here, no rewards, and no farts during festivals. Why is my life so hard? Years have passed." Mrs. Chen took a bite of the chicken leg, suddenly stepped forward, and chewed: "Why don't I take you out? At least it's better for you to be a beggar on the street than to stay in the house. Look, No one bullies you outside!" After finishing speaking, she laughed out loud, the corners of her mouth were still greasy, she looked extremely disgusted.

Mrs. Chen and Na Xiuyun were so eager for Nalan Zhenyue to disappear that they would whisper such words in her ears from time to time.

Because of her presence, they couldn't leave this ghost place, as she said just now, there was no reward for them.

In the past few years, it was fine. At that time, the steward in charge of the monthly regulations in the mansion did not deduct her monthly regulations, and the two of them benefited from it. But in recent years, there is nothing. These two people just want her to die.

Two days ago, the children of Nalan's mansion came to trouble her when they had nothing to do. This is how she got her new injury. If it wasn't for the soul of Nalan Zhenyue coming through, she would really be like these two. The servant's wish is fulfilled!

(End of this chapter)