Revenge of Rebirth: Intrigue

Chapter 3 The Moment of the Wheel of Life and Death

pain!
The whole body was in unbearable pain like being pricked by needles, and Mu Huaxian woke up from the pain all of a sudden.

Beside the bed, Qinghe looked at her with disgust, and said to Hongxiu who was twisting the veil beside him: "Tsk, this catastrophe's fate is really hard, and he woke up so quickly!"

Hong Xiu paused, and gave her a sideways glance: "Speak carefully! Second Miss is the master of you and me!"

Qing He pouted: "Sister Hongxiu, we are really pitiful, why did we assign her to be a servant girl! Not to mention being bullied by the Eldest Miss and the Third Miss every day, even the other servants look down on us!"

Hongxiu sighed, came over with a handkerchief, leaned over and gently wiped Mu Huaxian's face, and said softly to Mu Huaxian, "Qing He is still young and can't speak, miss, please don't blame her."

How can Mu Huaxian blame her at this moment, she is so shocked that she can't even speak!

Qinghe, Hongxiu?Aren't these two her maidservants when she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion? !

She still remembered that these conversations were said by the two of them after Mu Qiuli pricked her arm with an embroidery needle when she was 13 years old!

impossible……

Mu Huaxian came back to her senses, and hurriedly pulled up her sleeves and looked at her arms.

how come? !On my arms, there were actually fresh and small wounds, which were caused by the embroidery needles!
And this arm...is as delicate as a child's?
"Miss, what's the matter with you?" Hongxiu looked at Mu Huaxian's strange movements, and suddenly said: "Miss, don't worry, these injuries will heal in the future, and there will be no scars."

Mu Huaxian raised his head and stared at Hongxiu for a long time, then tentatively called out: "Hongxiu?"

As soon as it came out, the slightly childish voice startled Mu Huaxian.

"Are you confused?" Qing He squinted at Mu Huaxian contemptuously, and said, "Who else could this be?"

Mu Huaxian didn't care about Qinghe's attitude, and grabbed Hongxiu: "What year is it now?"

Hongxiu was stunned by the question: "Da Liang is 130 years old, miss, what happened to you today?"

How can this be?Mu Huaxian pinched herself, it really hurt.But she still couldn't believe it, and hurriedly lifted the thin quilt to look in the mirror.

In the bronze mirror, her immature appearance was reflected.

Mu Huaxian was completely dumbfounded. She married Tang Jing at the age of 16, gave birth to Tang Nuo at the age of 20, was sealed at the age of 22, and was already 25 years old when she was tortured to death by Tang Jing and Mu Qiuli. appearance?

However, it is also good.No matter what happened, at least it was certain that she, Mu Huaxian, was reborn!

In her previous life, her mother died due to dystocia, and she was named as a disaster star. Since then, although she is a legitimate daughter, she has been bullied by her aunts and concubines Mu Qiuli and Mu Donglin!

Later, relying on her status as a concubine, she married Tang Jing, the tenth prince at the time, who loved and loved her very much.She had naively thought that she could finally live a good life, but Tang Jing just used her to gain the support of the prime minister in order to win the crown prince!
But even after she found out about this, she still followed Tang Jing wholeheartedly, and even defended him from backstabs, assassinations, and poisoned wine time and time again...

After finally becoming the queen of over [-] people, with the lovely and well-behaved Nuo'er, Mu Huaxian finally heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that this is the greatest happiness in her life.

It's a pity that Mu Qiuli's repeated framing made Tang Jing's trust in her less and less, and in the end, he... was able to do such a cruel thing to her!

"Miss, your injuries are not healed, so don't move around."

Hongxiu pulled her back from her thoughts, Mu Huaxian smiled at her sideways, and lay on the hard and cold bed. The quilt had been mended countless times, and the cotton inside was pitifully small. Cover almost.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, she was frozen like this every winter in the past.

(End of this chapter)