The lucky star of rebirth

Chapter 3 Rebirth
Feng Songxian only felt the heat in her abdomen tighten, and then, the heat turned into burning pain, she almost wanted to roll in pain, and something seemed to melt, she felt that her internal organs seemed to be burned by something. melted.

This kind of pain actually killed her alive.

Feng Songxian was raised up delicately since she was a child, how could she have suffered such hardships, but if she was asked to choose again, she would definitely swallow the pearl, and would rather die in pain than leave it to the married family.

Not to mention Song's care and upbringing for her these days, but the selfishness and greed of the married family, Feng Songxian will not let them get cheap for nothing.

After the pain, she only felt that her whole body was tight and comfortable, as if she was going to fly lightly.

In an instant, Feng Songxian realized that she had indeed flown, and now she was watching Cheng Pingan looking for a knife with cold eyes in mid-air, and then looking at the dead body that was exactly like her lying on the ground, she understood that she was completely dead , now she is probably in a soul state.

Feng Songxian smiled, that's fine, once she dies, she will be completely relieved, she won't have to deal with Cheng Ping'an, and she won't have to look at the messy backyard of Duke Cheng's mansion to get headaches and irritability.

Then, she just watched Cheng Pingan cut open her belly with a knife, and watched Cheng Pingan search for the bead in her stomach without changing his face, but, no matter how Cheng Pingan searched for it, how he got covered in it Dirty, he didn't find it.

In the end, Cheng Pingan sat down on the ground exhausted, muttering to himself: "Why not? It was clearly swallowed by her?"

"what!"

A scream sounded, Feng Songxian was startled, looked over, and saw Qiu Hong brought tea into the room, when she was lying on the ground being disemboweled, she was so frightened that she threw the teacup on the ground, and the boiling hot tea Sprinkled all over the floor: "Grandma..."

Qiu Hong screamed, turned around and was about to run out, calling out, "Help!"

As soon as the word ah came out of her mouth, Cheng Ping'an stepped forward and grabbed her neck tightly. With a turn of the knife in her hand, Qiu Hong's young and fresh life was ended like this.

Feng Songxian felt a dull pain in her heart, and wanted to rush down and grab the knife again and again, but she couldn't move at all, and could only watch Qiuhong being murdered, and finally tears fell from her distressed eyes.

Suddenly, it started to rain outside, as if even God felt her grief.

At this time, Cheng Ping'an also came back to his senses, looking at the dead body of Feng Songxian who had been trampled by him, he was startled at first, and then his face was full of anxiety. manage?"

Although Feng Songxian has no father or mother, she still has relatives in the Rongwei Hou Mansion. Seeing that the Rongwei Hou Mansion and Cheng Guogong Mansion have not moved around much these years, the people in the Hou Mansion still care about Feng Songxian secretly. If they know that she has gone ...

Cheng Ping'an turned around several times, and finally gritted his teeth and found sewing needles and embroidery thread from Feng Songxian's house. He sewed skillfully, but he did not follow the usual stitches for sewing materials, but used a novel stitch that Feng Songxian had never seen before.

It didn't take long for Cheng Pingan to sew up the corpse. He opened his mouth and smiled: "After all, it's an old job. It hasn't been done for many years, but it's not bad."

"What old business?" Feng Songxian couldn't understand, Cheng Ping'an was obviously a scholar, what's the matter?How could it be said that stitching corpses is his old profession? Could it be that he had done sewing before?

Shaking his head, Feng Songxian vetoed this conjecture. Cheng Ping'an's family background is not bad. Although his dead father is not as powerful as Cheng Guogong, he can be considered a wealthy family. He would never ask Cheng Ping'an to be his boss. Then...

Feng Songxian couldn't figure it out for a while, so she didn't think about it anymore. She just floated in the room, watching Cheng Pingan change her clothes, wipe off the blood on her face, and tidy her up with calm and skillful skills. , and fixed Qiuhong’s body, and then called people in, and said to the servants with a sad face: "Grandma... She, she, I don’t know why she can’t think about it, but she committed suicide by swallowing gold. Qiuhong is a loyal servant." , Seeing Grandma go, wipe your necks and follow, you guys, go prepare the coffin and restrain yourself."

Feng Songxian watched her body being put into a mahogany coffin, and watched the mourning hall being set up in Duke Cheng's mansion. His servants were busy informing relatives and friends. Naturally, Marquis Rongwei's mansion was the first to be notified.

She also saw her grandmother, aunt and aunt weeping in condolence, although she said that when she was alive, these relatives looked down upon her, and because her insistence on marrying Ping An made her relatives cold and put down their words I don't care about her anymore, but after she went, it was these relatives who really shed two tears for her. After all, blood is thicker than water, no matter how alienated they are, they are always better than outsiders.

She looked at Cheng Pingan's concubines and aunts in the mourning hall who were more able to cry than one, and cried more painfully than the other, as if she had a good relationship with them before she was alive, and she heard Cheng Pingan comfort those aunts, saying that their sisters love each other deeply, But after all, the dead are like this, and the living still have to live well, and I heard Cheng Pingan praise others that his backyard is safe, and that both his wife and his aunt have a very good relationship, and he truly loves his sisters.

Feng Songxian wanted to laugh, really wanted to laugh out loud.

Cheng Ping An...

She simply didn't know how to say it, that Cheng Ping'an, who was brilliant in writing, shrewd in dealing with things, and good at business, actually naively thought that the wife and concubine could live in peace and behave like sisters?This seems a bit ridiculous.

If it's really good, how did she lose the child in her stomach in the early years?
Who killed that Aunt Fang who died in the backyard a few years ago?How did Aunt Song's daughter get sick and die?It's really funny.

Later, Feng Songxian saw her grandmother crying and saying that she wanted to see her for the last time, but the servants of the Cheng family nervously stopped her.

At this moment, all the grievances of Feng Songxian came to her heart. She wanted to prevent her relatives from being deceived, and wanted everyone in the world to know how Cheng Ping'an, a famous man with a family, killed his wife viciously, and Even more vicious, he cut his first wife open.

Feng Songxian concentrated all his strength to slam into the coffin, slamming hard, slamming tirelessly.

Then, she saw her aunt, whom she always disliked before, supporting her grandmother with one hand, and pushing the lid of the coffin with the other hand. Presumably, the aunt probably also thought that her death was weird.

For some reason, Feng Songxian felt that her impact had an effect, the lid of the coffin suddenly fell to the ground with a loud bang, and then her pale corpse appeared in front of people with such a big thorn At the same time, a strong smell of blood wafted through the mourning hall, and accompanied by the smell of blood, there was also a strange fragrance of flowers.

"Xian'er." The old grandmother stretched out her hand tremblingly to caress the face of the corpse: "Xian'er, grandmother's sister..."

"Blood, blood..." The little aunt pointed at the bloodstain that appeared in the coffin at some point and shouted.

Feng Songxian floated in the air with a sneer, watching the old grandmother suddenly turn around and question the people in Cheng Guogong's mansion: "How did my virtuous sister disappear? Is there no one in Cheng Guogong's mansion? Tell the good grandma to swallow the gold." Suicide? How have you treated my sister Xian all these years? How can a good person be so tempted to commit suicide? What about Linglong, isn't she the dowry of Mrs. Xian? Ask her to come see Laoshen."

"Grandmother." Feng Songxian saw the old grandmother's angry look and tears fell drop by drop. She wanted to kneel in front of the old grandmother to repent, and wanted to talk to her grandmother, aunt, and aunt, saying that she regretted and regretted not listening to her elders. She regretted not having done a little filial piety in front of her elders, and regretted being fascinated by Cheng Ping's sweet words and lost her soul.

It's just that she shed a few tears before she felt dizzy for a while, and then, she didn't know what was going on.

Feng Songxian opened her eyes again, and saw a bed curtain made of floral and blue cloth. She raised her hand to touch it, but she raised her hand slightly and then lowered it. She had no strength at all, and felt that her arm was as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold.

The throat was dry again, Feng Songxian opened his mouth hard, and a hoarse voice came out: "Water..."

"Girl, girl." A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in a peach-pink cotton dress walked over, her face full of surprise: "The girl is awake, I will call the master and wife..."

"Water." Feng Songxian called again, the girl finally woke up, poured a glass of water and handed it to Feng Songxian in a hurry, when she saw Feng Songxian lying down and couldn't get up, she quickly put down the glass, first helped Feng Songxian up, and then She leaned against two pillows behind her to make her more comfortable, and then brought a water glass: "Girl, water."

Feng Songxian glanced at the girl's hand, saw that the girl's fingers were a bit stubby, and there were some calluses on her hands. She looked like a girl doing rough work, and she was a little puzzled, why was it that the girl serving her was a rough envoy?What about the girl next to her?
Afterwards, her eyes focused on the teacup in the girl's hand, and she looked at the teacup with a bit of disgust.

This teacup is just an ordinary white porcelain cup from folk kilns. It should be very good if it is placed in a common people's house, but Feng Songxian was born in the Marquis's Mansion and married into the Duke's Mansion. I don't know how many good things I have seen. It is the best official kiln porcelain, or white jade cups, even those rhino horn cups, and agate cups are just like playing utensils, even if they are thrown by a girl, they don't feel very distressed, but today...

Feng Songxian wondered where is this?

This should be a common people's house?Or is it that this girl is not favored and can only live in such a shabby place, even eating and using utensils are the worst?

Thinking of this, her head hurt for a while, and she yelled and fell on the bed again.

"girl."

The girl was taken aback, then became anxious again, and shouted at Feng Songxian: "What's the matter, girl? Don't scare me, girl."

Feng Songxian only felt that her head was about to explode, as if many things had penetrated into her brain, causing her brain to swell and hurt, and she passed out from the pain.

(End of this chapter)