The stand-in didn't take it seriously for three years, and the minister was furious when they b

"what?"

The two maids obviously didn't understand what was said. They turned around, but Mu Lianzhi sat back on the couch:

"It's okay, go clean it up."

Chunmiao and Xiaxiu were brought from home by her. Their parents chose them for her when she was young. The three of them grew up almost together.

In their previous lives, because of her, neither of them had a good ending.

Chunmiao was impatient and outspoken, and was beaten several times and suffered internal injuries because of her pleading, just like what happened just now. In the end, she was bullied by her uncle and son-in-law and sold to a brothel. She committed suicide because she could not bear the humiliation. Xia Xiu was relatively introverted and stayed with her for a longer time. She was also plotted against and beaten to death before she died.

The two people closest to her, this time, she must not let the same thing happen again.

Seeing a bowl of ginseng, wolfberry and red dates soup on the table, she picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hey, miss——"

He reached out his hand, but Xia Xiu didn't stop him. She was so anxious that tears came down:

"That was sent by the main hospital."

Suddenly she remembered that in her previous life, Mu Lianzhi hardly drank, because whatever the main courtyard sent her, no matter if it was food, clothing or daily necessities, was mostly not good, and she resisted it deep down.

This may be the real reason why she lived to be disliked by others and the Marquis' Mansion failed to get rid of her as they wished.

I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a misfortune.

Putting down the bowl, Mu Lianzhi smiled:

"Don't worry, ginseng replenishes blood and qi. They need my help now, and they hope that I am in good spirits. They won't do anything to the soup, and your lady is weak right now."

This is the brilliance of the Marquis’ Mansion.

Even if they wanted to get rid of her, they did not poison her directly. Not to mention that she came from a family of imperial physicians and they were unsure. If it was a poison, there would be traces. Once it was found out from the Marquis' Mansion, she would inevitably be criticized. It didn't matter for her as she was an orphan, but the Marquis' Mansion had many children and grandchildren.

Therefore, over the past two years, they would occasionally take her blood in the name of "medicine" and "filial piety", obviously wanting her to run out of energy and die naturally.

"Chun Miao, go pick out a nice, colorful outfit for me, red is best."

"what?"

He screamed again, and this time, Chunmiao was so frightened that he almost had to pick his ears:

"Miss, is this inappropriate? You are going to see Master Beitang."

She is more than a widow now. Strictly speaking, she is only one day away from completing the three-year mourning period for the old marquis.

Although the Chiyan Kingdom does not have a law prohibiting widows from remarrying, they also advocate loyalty. It is rare for a widow to remarry within three years. Rich and powerful families especially value reputation more. Other colors are okay, but red is a taboo.

"How can you be lucky if you don't see red? Just do as I say."

Looking at each other, the two maids vaguely felt that there seemed to be something different about her. Xia Xiu shook her head, and Chunmiao said nothing more and turned around to prepare.

……

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Lianzhi and Xia Xiu went for a walk in the yard, familiarized themselves with the environment, and changed their menstrual belts.

In modern times, she started living in the school dormitory in high school, and has been working alone in the city from college to work. She has been traveling to many places for more than ten years, so her adaptability is naturally beyond doubt.

I don’t know if it’s because the core was replaced, but she has some feeling about menstruation, but she doesn’t feel anything else like weakness, fatigue, dizziness, etc.

Although it was ancient times, one had to say that the conditions in this marquisate were really good. Even the menstrual belt was filled with cotton cloth and was a disposable item. After going through it all, Mu Lianzhi had reluctantly accepted most of it.

The two returned to the house, Chunmiao had prepared her clothes, and after a wash and tidying up, her body seemed to have its own memory, and Mu Lianzhi cooperated skillfully.

"Miss, it's all right."

A bronze mirror appeared in front of his eyes, and the next second, Mu Lianzhi jumped up from his chair in shock.

What the hell!

It’s so beautiful that it’s about to burst!

If she changes to red lips, wouldn't it be her modern look after wearing ancient costume, putting on makeup, beautifying and retouching it?

In the 21st century, Chinese civilization is reviving and Hanfu is very popular. She likes it but can't wear it outside, so she found a photo studio and took a group of photos as a souvenir.

She didn't expect the results to be so unexpected after the photos were released. She was so narcissistic that she often took them out to appreciate them, always thinking that it would be great if she could be so beautiful once in her next life. But she just thought about it and didn't expect that she would really have a miserable life.

Could this be the reason why a "thunderbolt" struck her, an engineer doing brain-computer testing, here?

Good things don't work, but bad things do!

If she had known earlier, she should have taken a photo of the queen, no, the queen mother.

"What, what's the matter? Miss, don't you like it?"

"No, the makeup is a little light."

Recalling the look she had when she took the photo, Mu Lianzhi used red rouge to deepen the color of the corners of her eyes and lips, tilted the golden tassel hairpin in the middle to one side, and replaced the large white silk flower with two medium-sized silk flowers, one white and one red. The originally dignified and formal outfit instantly became much more lazy and casual, and even added a bit of seductiveness.

Since you're a whore, why do you have to put up a memorial archway for yourself?

In vain, both sides are angry

Nothing is more important than living a good life.

"It's almost time, let's go."

Chunmiao walked out of the yard holding a lantern, and Mu Lianzhi nodded at Xia Xiu, then opened a hidden door in the inner room. This was the real way leading to the Qicai Building, and she could only go there alone.

When she walked out again, she saw a magnificent hall, the lights were as bright as day, the gauze was dancing, the carved beams and painted buildings were exquisite, and there was faint music floating in the air. As soon as she put down the lantern, a deep male voice came:

"Come here~"

Following the sound, I turned around the screen and a strange man sitting upright on the soft couch came into view. The man was only wearing a thin white undershirt, with his chest slightly exposed. He was tall and had a face like a sculpture. At this moment, his eyes were closed and his brows were slightly furrowed. I don't know if he was thinking about something or just resting his eyes.

Is this Beitang Yi, the powerful, sinister and ruthless minister of the Chiyan Kingdom who makes people shudder at the mere mention of him?

It’s not quite the same as I imagined.

Apart from the fact that he was dressed a bit casually, he was so handsome that you couldn't take your eyes off him.

Mu Lianzhi squatted down and was about to salute, but she saw the man raised his hand and patted her thigh, the implication of which was self-evident.

wipe!

What a playboy he is. He ruined her good impression of him.

She rolled her eyes but didn't stop moving. As soon as she sat on his lap, someone grabbed her neck and she was met with a pair of deep and cold eyes:

"Who sent you?"

what's the situation?

Instinctively opening his mouth, Mu Lianzhi dug into his palm and uttered a few syllables with difficulty:

"Sir, purple lantern..."

Wasn't it him who hung the lamp to notify her to come?

How can they turn against each other just like that?

Just when she was still wondering "whether she could return to the modern era if she was strangled to death like this", the force on her neck was suddenly released, and then her collar was pulled violently, and the next second, she was thrown out by a powerful force.

"Hmm~"

With a thud, Mu Lianzhi stumbled and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, someone grabbed his jaw again:

"You really don't want to get up early without profit! You are just a substitute. I have been playing with you for three years. How much do you think your face is worth?"