Chapter 2 Is That All You Can Do?
In the darkness, the sense of oppression that spreads everywhere hits one after another...

Accompanied by a feeling of suffocation that cannot be breathed...

It was as if he had been trapped in an endless void, but his body no longer felt the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

It's just that An Zijin felt that he was sinking, constantly falling...

Suddenly, I heard the sound of splashing water coming from above.

Suddenly, the body stopped the sense of emptiness that kept falling.

A warm feeling came from behind.

It's like the last hug Gu Jing gave her before she died.

The warmth quickly squeezed away the icy cold drifting behind him.

Then a force lifted him up...

The huge sense of oppression instantly took away her consciousness.

When she gradually regained consciousness, Bai Junyou's voice seemed to be still echoing in her ears.

Killing the king and plotting chaos... Destroying the Nine Clans...

"stop!"
An Zijin suddenly opened his eyes.

Then there was a sound of broken porcelain.

A servant girl took half a step back, covered her mouth and let out an exclamation.

open your eyes...

Light purple curtains, rosewood gilt canopy bed with auspicious cloud patterns...

Just when she was about to speak, An Zijin coughed violently, and the fishy smell of aquatic plants was still lingering in her mouth.

what happened?

Didn't he die in front of that man? !

The poison that he swallowed before he died really made his internal organs feel like they were being torn apart.

That's all there is to a thousand cuts, right? !
But here...

Could it be that his sin is so deep that he cannot even die in peace? !
His eyes turned to the house.

Not far away is a rectangular table with huanghuali inlaid with mother-of-pearl, dental stone, flowers and birds, and several sandalwood banzhi lotus chairs neatly arranged.

There are three-color lions, three-color duck cups and a three-color tower jar on the small cabinet with three-color decals.

Everything is extremely strange!

Where are you? !

Hearing the sound of porcelain hitting the ground, a woman rushed into the inner room in a panic.

When she saw An Zijin, whose face was flushed from coughing, her heart ached.

The woman sat on the edge of the bed with her body tilted, and quickly supported An Zijin against her body.

While patting An Zijin's back, she glared at the maid.

"How did you serve?! Seeing that the lady is awake and still standing there stupidly? Hurry up and tidy up here, you have borrowed the guest room of the Third Prince's Mansion, and you want the lady to be charged with reckless behavior and lax discipline?!"
But An Zijin was holding back sobs of great grief in the woman's arms at this time.

This nanny is really too familiar, but it seems like a lifetime away.

This is Mother Ji, the nanny who married into Taishi's residence with her mother.

But... isn't she already dead? !

The maid standing by the side had erratic eyes. She glanced at An Zijin, then quickly fell down on the ground, and hastily wiped the medicinal juice on the ground with the handkerchief in her hand.

An Zijin, who was already confused, suddenly changed his face when he saw the maid's face.

After he returned to Taishi's mansion from Ji's house, this red medicine was given to him by An Xianglan's personal servant girl.

Now she should be out of slavery under her own grace and become an official wife, why is she still knelt on the ground with her hair bun combed?
I remember clearly that before my death, it was her Hong Yao who borrowed the power of her husband's family to bring An Xianglan into the well-protected Duke An's Mansion.

If not, how could I rush into the turbulent palace like that after listening to An Xianglan's words? !

It seems... Hong Yao was in An Xianglan's hands from beginning to end!
wrong!

Thinking of Nanny Ji's words, she trembled suddenly.

This is the guest room of the Third Prince's Mansion? !
Every time I move, I feel endless powerlessness...

She bit the tip of her tongue heavily, and a burst of pain hit her!Stimulate her!
An Zijin swallowed the cry that seemed to be gushing out of her throat!
That's right...it's me who came back to life!

That's right...

I really came alive!

Those people have been plotting and plotting openly and secretly for their entire lives!
They can't count!

I can come back to life myself!
She suppressed the sorrow in her eyes, and a wicked smile filled her delicate face.

That kind of smile as if crawling out of Shura's purgatory...

In this life, I will never give these people the slightest chance again!

Do you want to step on me?
Over there, let's see if your lives are tough enough!

Hong Yao secretly raised her eyes to glance at the eldest lady, but she met those extremely cold eyes!
She trembled in fright and fell to the ground.

An Zijin did not miss the silver bracelet on her wrist.

Under the silver bracelet, the petals of the beautiful hibiscus flower are all black...

Even used poison?

Glancing at the yellow-brown concoction spilled on the ground, An Zijin's eyes gradually became colder.

Nanny Ji waved impatiently: "Clumsy! Get down quickly."
After the red medicine was withdrawn, Nanny Ji said to An Zijin: "Miss... you usually indulge your temper, and the old slaves will follow you, but today you went to meet the foreigner privately, and...you fell down." Hu! If there is a mistake...how can you make this old slave feel sorry for his wife who died young!"
These words suddenly pulled An Zijin into his memory for many years.

The third prince of Luoyang is elegant and elegant, with unparalleled poetic sentiments, and when he first returned to Luoyang, he caught up with the flower viewing party in the residence of the third prince.

Because the elder sister was already engaged, she didn't bother to come to this kind of flower party, but the third sister, An Xianglan, dragged herself to the third prince's residence.

But he was tricked to go to the lake at the flower festival, and finally fell into the lake!
"Mommy, who saved me?"
Mother Ji was interrupted by this clear voice.

She hurriedly lowered her head, but saw a pale but extremely indifferent face.

Second Miss has always been bright and charming, and has a spoiled temperament.

But now, this tone is extremely calm, it seems to be a different person!
"Miss, you were by the lake when the old slave arrived..."

Mother Ji was about to speak, but a figure rushed in quickly.

An Zijin raised his eyes, only to see that very familiar figure was already standing in front of him.

An Xianglan has loved bright and colorful clothes since she was a child, and she is no exception today.

She was wearing a pink-purple floor-length dress with dark purple silk around her waist, outlining the girl's soft and slender figure.

Looking closely, the pink-purple dress was embroidered with blossoming red plum blossoms, and the embroidery was extremely exquisite.

She was combing a flowing cloud bun, with a few gilt plum blossom-like hairpins in her hair, which made her face as white as snow.

The bright red plum blossom-like flowers between her eyebrows complement her delicate and charming lips.

What a delicate and charming beauty...

Seeing a coral gold hairpin with carved flowers and inlaid rubies on her hair bun, An Zijin sneered for a moment in his heart, her clothes, this precious hairpin...

An Zijin sneered inwardly, all of these...all came from him.

"Second sister... how can you be so confused?!"
An Xianglan's face was full of pain.

Then following up in the inner room was a woman in palace attire dressed in rose red embroidered with peony patterns.

The outer cover is palace gauze woven with gold and silver threads, and the gold butterfly patterns on the cuffs are extremely delicate.

A gold silk peacock hairpin inlaid with rubies made the black hair into a willow-leaf bun, and the sporadic hairpin flowers on it were shining with nobility.

This woman is as beautiful as she is beautiful, but the haughty look on her face made her brows and eyes a little bit insane.

An Zijin frowned.

Naturally, I know this woman, this is Bai Junyou's younger sister—Princess Yongjia.

Princess Yongjia looked at An Zijin who was pale on the bed with disdain on her face.

"Second Miss An, you met a man in private at the third prince's mansion...and fell into the lake. Where are you going to put my brother's face?! If you are not severely punished...the face of the royal family is considered It's gone!"
If this matter gets out like this, all the noble ladies present today will suffer from their reputations!

This flower banquet also has half of my own meaning in it. When the time comes, where should I put my face? !

An Xianglan immediately knelt down, wiped her tears and said sadly: "Your Highness, you must not blame my second sister, she has only been back to Luoyang for the first time... she is not familiar with the place here, she must have been caught by that villain." I was deceived, otherwise how could I do such a foolish thing! I beg you, for the sake of the Taishifu, please forgive me."
This kind of stupidity?What is written between the lines is immoral, right? !

If I remember correctly, at this time, because of his father's letter to severely punish Xue Qi, who is greedy for ink, the Grand Master's Mansion and Concubine Xue have already formed a relationship.

Princess Yongjia has a domineering personality, how could she not take the opportunity to step on her?
At this time, An Xianglan still didn't forget to bring up the Grand Master's Mansion to add fuel to the flames, so it can only be said that she is still a little smart.

It's just that An Xianglan...

Is that all you can do?

An Zijin sneered in her heart, then she restrained the coldness in her eyes, and said lightly, "Help me up."
(End of this chapter)

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