Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

After opening his eyes, Ding Yi looked at his little arms and legs, which looked like pieces of lotus roots. He was estimated to be a baby with a body of three heads, less than two years old. What use was this tiny child?

"Yaoyao, what time is it now? How long can I live?" The voice was soft and not aggressive at all.

Yaoyao's voice appeared in his mind, "Yiyi, you don't have to say it directly, you can talk to me with your mind." He was not afraid of being mistaken for a monster and killed in advance by talking to himself.

"Oh!" He clearly had a cute chubby face, but at the moment he was frowning, with a melancholy temperament appearing, which looked incongruous.

"I'll pass the storyline to you. There are still more than three years until this body of yours dies. Come on, Yi Yi. I'm rooting for you."

Ding Yi seemed to see Yuanyuan jumping around awkwardly to cheer himself up, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Miss Jiu, you are awake. Are you hungry? I will bring you two snacks to fill your stomach."

Ding Yipang stuffed a piece of dessert into her hand. The dessert was not big, but her hand was too small and she almost couldn't hold it.

Such a young kid eats such big pieces of spicy food, no wonder he is so fat.

"Mammy, please go out. I want to be alone for a while." Although she wanted to give a command in a stern manner, the words came out in a cute baby voice.

"Okay, Miss Nine, I'll wait outside." The nanny went out and closed the door.

"No peeking!"

Ding Yi ran over to check and found only one person outside the door. He wanted to lock the door latch, but he was too short to reach it, so he had to give up.

The little hand clenched the snack and turned over to bed.

"Yayao, plot."

"Ok."

My head ached slightly, and a large number of insignificant memories flooded into my mind, including the memory of being a ghost.

The Bonan Marquis Mansion of the Anqing Dynasty is where Ding Yi is now. Ding Yi is Fan Qiongshi, the ninth lady of the Bonan Marquis Mansion.

The memories of the carefree early days, when the little kid Fan Qiongshi was being taken care of, running, jumping, and having fun, are not of much reference value.

Suddenly one day, not long after Fan Qiongshi turned five, the mansion was besieged. Overnight, everyone in the family, young and old, men and women, died in a pool of blood.

Ding Yi sneered, "Unreliable Yaoyao, what's the use of this."

Fortunately, the memory of being a ghost is supplemented.

Fan Qiongshi's soul floated above the Bonan Marquis Mansion and saw a group of men in black coming in and out. When she saw any living person, she would stab them with a knife.

She struggled to stop it and save her family, but she was unable to stop herself and drifted further and further away.

In a daze, I floated into a mansion and saw a beautiful woman. After hearing their conversation, I understood why this happened.

Fan Kangshi, the son of the Marquis of Bonan, was Fan Qiongshi's father. He was young and promising, and married Wang, Fan Qiongshi's mother.

The bad thing is that he is young and promising. Before he was unmarried, Fan Kangshi was the dream lover of all the girls in the capital. He was young and handsome, had a good family background, was ambitious, and at a young age, he not only secured the position of the crown prince, but was also the next Marquis of Bonan.

In addition, he was favored by the government and had a smooth official career.

While the women in the capital were fighting and secretly on guard, Fan Kangshi took a fancy to Wang, who had come to the capital with her father to report on her work. He fell in love with her at first sight and was determined to marry her.

The women in the capital were heartbroken. The best men in the capital had gotten married, and they had no choice but to get married. It didn't matter who they married.

It's really different. Some people turn love into hate, and use several years to weave a dense net to capture the Bonan Marquis Mansion.

If you can’t get it, just die.

The Marquis of Bonan's Mansion was reported to have rebellion, and the evidence was solid. No matter how good his relationship with the emperor was, he could not tolerate rebellion.

On the day when the Bonan Marquis's mansion was besieged, the Marquis and the Crown Prince were imprisoned, and adult males were arrested one after another and secretly executed at the suggestion of the government.

That night, a group of men in black entered the marquis's mansion at the suggestion of the official, leaving no one alive.

The beautiful woman An Wan was the imperial concubine of the current dynasty. She was also one of the people who pursued Fan Kang the most. Her lover married someone else, and she entered the palace and climbed up to the position of imperial concubine step by step.

This scheming woman started planning on the day she entered the palace, determined to take revenge on the Marquis Bonan's Mansion, especially the Marquis Bonan's eldest son.

What better way to take revenge than to make someone live a life worse than death? An Wan secretly arranged for people to place a large number of items needed for rebellion, including yellow robes, weapons, and letters, in the Bonan Marquis's mansion, waiting for the right time to expose the secret in one fell swoop.

The emperor was ill and had been treated for a long time without any effect. An Wan felt that the time was ripe.

An Wan whispered in the emperor's ear that he was ill, and the officials below him began to be unstable. The prince tried to win over the officials in preparation for the fight, and mentioned the third prince's best friend Fan Kangshi. An Wan said that the emperor was ill, why didn't he get better, maybe the people below couldn't stand him being well.

The older the official gets, the more suspicious he becomes. He sends the royal secret guards to investigate. Under An Wan's careful guidance, they successfully find out some things in the Marquis of Bonan's Mansion.

When those things were turned out and the news reached the ears of the emperor, the Bonan Marquisate was doomed to have a bad end.

Fan Kangshi was on good terms with the third prince. The third prince was the emperor's beloved child, and his crime of treason should not be tolerated.

This can't be a rebellion in the Marquis Bonan Mansion. It can only be that the Third Prince is preparing for a rebellion, and in order to paralyze his opponent, he placed the things in the Marquis Bonan Mansion.

In order to save his once favorite son, the emperor decided to sacrifice the Bonan Marquis's mansion. In this way, Bonan Marquis and the Crown Prince and all the other males in the court were executed, and the entire Bonan Marquis's mansion was killed by men in black, disguised as suicide, and finally destroyed everything with a fire.

Ding Yi was very confused. What the hell? Could a concubine who was not very favored be able to easily destroy the Marquis of Bonan Mansion, which had once conquered the world with Taizu and was now thriving?

"Yaoyao, is there something wrong with this memory?" The death was too casual. Didn't the government have to give an explanation for the demise of a marquisate? No trial, no confession, no joint trial, and they just put the blame on the man in black?

"That's right. What you saw was Fan Qiongshi's memory. Maybe she was too young and her memory was limited, or maybe the Bonan Marquis Mansion was just cannon fodder. Who cares if cannon fodder lives or dies?"

Ding Yi was shocked. This was considered cannon fodder. She was not even considered cannon fodder before.

"It's too casual." Ding Yi kept repeating "It's too casual". She couldn't believe that her life would be so bloody. Fortunately, there was Yaoyao. If she had come on the night when the Bonan Marquis' Mansion was massacred, thinking of this, Ding Yi couldn't help but feel cold.

"Blue beauty is a disaster."

"Perhaps not."

"Why not?"

"Uh~~~" Yaoyao was silent for a while, then spoke again, "Whatever the reason is, you need to find the answer yourself. Our goal is to survive the disaster when we were five years old."

"Tsk, you're looking down on me." Ding Yi waved her hand casually, full of confidence. She was the one who controlled the plot now, and if she died inexplicably, her name would be written upside down.