The raging fire swallowed up everything in an instant. In the biting heat, everyone's faces slowly emerged, all showing pain, and they all stretched out their hands to her: "Xiao Qiao... Xiao Qiao..."

"Father...Mom...I was wrong..."

"Grandma...brother...don't leave, don't leave Xiao Qiao..."

Liusu Hanyu stepped onto the bed, Shen Qiaochen struggled and waved his hands, his rapid breathing and sobs cut through the silent night.

Orange Bai, who was sleeping outside, suddenly woke up and hurried to the bedside, rolled up the bed curtains, and what caught his eye was Shen Qiaochen's pale face full of tears, and her desperate murmurs.

"Girl...Girl, please wake up..." Ju Bai quickly called softly.

In Ju Bai's soft soothing voice, Shen Qiaochen's breathing gradually calmed down, his closed eyes trembled, and he slowly came to. Sensing that there was someone around him, Shen Qiaochen was about to speak, but his throat became hoarse.

Seeing this, Ju Bai quickly helped Shen Qiaochen sit on the soft pillow, then picked up a glass wind lantern, turned around and poured a cup of ginger honey water at the table, and carefully handed it to Shen Qiaochen's hand.

Staring at the flames in the lamp getting closer and closer, Shen Qiaochen shrank unconsciously, as if he could still feel the helplessness and despair in his dream.

It wasn't until I felt the warmth in my hand that I slowly woke up.

After taking a sip of ginger honey water, the dullness in my throat was barely relieved.

"Orange and white..." Shen Qiao looked at the maid standing beside the bed quietly, with a lot of thoughts in her heart.

My various actions after waking up, as well as the inexplicable dream just now, these different behaviors from the past may be hidden from others, but I can never hide them from the maids around me.

The reason why there has been no explanation is because I wanted to see how they would view such different selves.

After all, I am not the 13-year-old girl Shen Qiaochen, but the Empress Shen, the master of the harem of the Dajin Dynasty who has experienced the seizure of the legitimate son, being deposed, the annihilation of her family, and ultimately her death.

After rebirth, what he will take is a road of revenge full of thorns and dangers. This means that the people around him must be strong enough.

Several of Ju Bai's past lives ended miserably with him. Shen Qiao thought deeply that in this life, he must protect them no matter what.

"Girl..." Jubai frowned and hesitated to speak.

"What time is it?" Shen Qiaochen looked out the window, which was still dark.

"Go back to my girl, it was Yinshi just now."

"I'll stay by myself, Ju Bai, you go to bed first."

"I'm not sleepy, I'll stay with you." Ju Bai said stubbornly.

Looking at the rare childish orange, Chen Qiaochen sighed helplessly: "Okay, then sit down and let's talk."

Ju Bai hesitated for a moment, took the glazed wind lantern farther away, and then sat down on the edge of the collapse.

"Ju Bai, do you have something to ask me?" Chen Qiaochen suddenly said, "Do you think it's strange why I change after I wake up? Why do I never go out, but I recognize Prince Yong's Mansion? The young prince is so familiar with the streets and alleys of the capital."

Ju Bai knelt down: "Slaves should not guess the girl's thoughts..."

Looking at Ju Bai's lowered head, Shen Qiao sighed: "I had a dream, Ju Bai."

"When you wake up from a dream, you will naturally wake up."

The low tail sound dissipated into the endless darkness.

…

When Shen Qiaochen woke up again, it was already broad daylight. She shook the white jade bell beside her bed, and the sound of very light footsteps came from outside the door.

"Girl, are you awake?" Zifu and Yunling opened the door and came in, seeing Shen Qiaochen sitting by the bed wearing a medium coat.

Yunling brought a basin and a towel to wash Shen Qiaochen, while Zifu quietly arranged the bed.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and even the most lively and straightforward Zi Fu looked as usual. It was as if the conversation last night had never happened.

Seeing this, Chen Qiaochen pursed her lips and allowed Yunling to change her clothes and comb her hair.

After finishing dressing up, Shen Qiaochen walked out of the inner room. Jubai was already setting the meal. When he saw Shen Qiaochen sitting down at the table, he stepped forward to serve the dishes himself.

As steady and silent as ever.

After breakfast, Shen Qiaochen went directly to the small study to practice calligraphy, which had been her habit for many years. Her small regular script handwriting was beautiful, and her strokes were charming and round without losing strength. Even if she was as sick as Xizi in her previous life, she would not lose any of it.

Shen Qiaochen's uncle Lin Yushi was a great scholar in the world, and he was full of praise for his niece's calligraphy, saying that if she could always stick to her heart, she would definitely make a difference in calligraphy in the future.

But what about myself at that time?

Now that I think about it, in her previous life, she was lingering on the sick bed all day long, with a dull complexion, low self-esteem and cowardice. Although calligraphy was extremely talented for her, it gradually became just a way to relieve her sorrow.

But in this life, I came for revenge. When I thought about what I and my family suffered in the previous life, I wanted to kill those two people with a knife. But now, I could only turn my pen into a knife to express the resentment in my heart.

Dip in ink and swipe, the words penetrate the back of the paper, and the cold murderous intention finally emerges from the words written by the pen.

A big word "Jin" is printed on the paper.

It is no longer the regular and beautiful regular script, but the flowing and wild cursive script.

Putting down the pen and looking at the words in front of her, Shen Qiaochen narrowed her eyes with satisfaction.

"My girl's handwriting is getting better and better."

At some point, the four orange and white people came to the side and gathered around to look at the writing on the table.

"Oh? You guys should tell me where it is better." Shen Qiaochen asked with interest.

"I don't know what to say, slave, it's just that it's different from before." Yunling said bluntly.

The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and Shen Qiao raised her eyebrows.

"Yunling, I said it as if you understand." Zifu didn't know why and joked.

"That's right. Although this slave doesn't know much about literacy, she still knows it. The girl used to be depressed when she wrote, and the words she wrote were all straight. But just now, the girl looked very majestic when she wrote, as if she was on the battlefield. General, oh yes, he looks like a master. Looking at this word again, it flows smoothly and makes people look happy."

Yunling's temperament has always been forthright and fierce, and her words came out loud without any pause, making several people dumbfounded.

Shen Qiaochen also curled up his lips, "Then what do you think, is this good or not?"

Ju Bai raised his head and said seriously: "All the slaves think that you are really good like this." The other three people saw this and nodded.

Shen Qiao looked at the four people in front of him in silence and suddenly smiled.

"Okay, since you all think it's good, then from now on, you should start learning. Not only how to read and write, but also how to read and manage accounts. I will teach these to grandma."

"girl……"

"Really, girl? Can slaves also learn?"

The four of them were very excited after hearing this. The four of them were not born into the Shen family, and the Shen family was a family of military commanders. Unlike the Lin family, which has been a scholar for a hundred years, the maids around the girl were all trained from an early age, and they learned more than just rules. The skill of serving people is the art of serving tea. Therefore, there is also a saying, "It is better to marry a maid from a noble family than a girl from a common people."

Grandma Lin is an excellent example.

"Girl, the slaves will definitely study hard and won't let the girl down..."

It happened that at this time, Nanny Lin opened the curtain and came in. She saw the excitement of Yunling and others. She walked up and said: "Girl, my cousin is here."

Then he laughed and scolded several other people: "What are you making a fuss about? You don't have to do anything anymore, right?"

Yunling and Zifu had always had a bad impression of Bai Xiaonian, who loved to show off, so they smiled and blessed Shen Qiao, then secretly stuck out their tongues at Aunt Lin, and pulled Qingdai and slipped out.

When someone came to report that her cousin had entered the hospital, Shen Qiaochen also heard Yunling's voice lecturing the little maid in the courtyard.

Aunt Lin and Ju Bai shook their heads helplessly, but Shen Qiaochen narrowed her eyes and laughed.

The weather is really nice today.


Chapter completed!