Ning Qingyan didn't know how long she had been sleeping. When she regained consciousness and woke up, she felt that she was lying in a cramped space, and her breath was filled with the smell of low-quality wood.
"It's all my fault that I didn't take good care of my sister Qingyan, so she died tragically at a young age."
"Now that the Ning family is dead, how can my mother and I deal with our deceased aunt?"
What sound?
It seems like someone is talking?
In the darkness, Ning Qingyan opened her eyes, but still couldn't see anything.
She subconsciously touched with her hands and pressed against the wooden board, and the sound coming from outside also made her stop.
"Ruyi, don't say that. What happened to that stupid girl was because she was unlucky. She ran out randomly and was almost insulted by the thief and lost her life."
Through the wooden board, the sound coming in was a little muffled.
But Ning Qingyan could still tell that a man and a woman were talking outside.
The 'Qingyan' mentioned in their words couldn't be him, could he?
'Yes, my name is Ning Qingyan.'
Ning Qingyan's newly awakened consciousness was still a little hazy. Long-lasting memories were mixed with current memories, leaving her feeling confused as she had just woken up.
No time to care about the words of the man and the woman, Ning Qingyan relied on the touch in her hands to make her guess that she was locked in a rectangular box?
"Fortunately, she still knows her own shame and fought tooth and nail to keep her innocence. Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that even if she dies, she will still embarrass this prince? Humph!"
"If this were not the case, this prince would not have come to see her for the last time."
The man's cold snort and patronizing tone made Ning Qingyan feel inexplicably angry.
Another female voice sounded again at this time: "Your Highness, no matter what my sister did before, she is dead now. Please don't blame her anymore."
"Ruyi, Ru'er, you are so kind-hearted. She is so lucky to have a sister like you!"
"His Royal Highness..."
"You still call me His Royal Highness? Now that this stupid girl is dead, there is no obstacle between you and me. After a period of time, I will ask my mother to go to the Xiao Mansion to propose marriage."
"Shi... Xingyao, but the engagement between you and sister Qingyan was appointed by His Majesty."
"Hmph! She is already dead. Is it possible that I want my son to marry her spirit and return to my palace, Prince Zhou?"
"Don't say that she is dead now. Even if she is not dead, how can she, a stupid girl, be worthy of me? The Ning Mansion gave birth to a waste like her, maybe it was the retribution suffered by the ancestors who killed too much!"
"The woman I want to marry must be a woman as gentle and kind as you, with extraordinary talents, talent and beauty!"
"Xingyao...can I really do this?"
"Of course! If I say yes, it's okay."
Bang!
A loud noise interrupted the two people's infatuated conversation.
Ning Qingyan couldn't stand listening any more. After regaining some strength, she punched the airtight wooden board above her head.
Unexpectedly, the wooden planks that were originally tightly covered were really blown open by her punch. Along with the broken wooden planks, the light from the outside penetrated through the gaps, making Ning Qingyan squint her eyes subconsciously.
Suddenly, a woman's scream came to my ears.
Ning Qingyan endured the discomfort of the light and sat up from the coffin with her hands on her hands.
"ah--!"
"Fake corpse!"
"Ning Qingyan, are you a human or a ghost?!"
How annoying!
Ning Qingyan felt that it was extremely noisy. The man and the woman had been chirping and screaming since before.
She raised her eyes and glanced over. Her eyes were as cold as a knife and as cold as a cold pool. The man and woman who were so scared that they hugged each other finally calmed down after being swept away by her eyes like this.
At this moment, by the candlelight, the frowning Ning Qingyan finally saw clearly what the person who made her uneasy looked like.
But unexpectedly, when she saw their faces clearly, those memories that did not belong to her suddenly flooded into her brain, giving her a splitting headache and she couldn't help but hold her head in her hands.
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"Brother Yao, when will you come to marry Yan'er!"
"Brother Yao, Yan'er is your wife. The emperor's uncle said that when Yan'er passes the adult ceremony, brother Yao will marry Yan'er."
"Go away! Ning Qingyan, you have to give up. You don't even look at yourself. Are you worthy of this prince? My prince would rather marry the meanest trick than marry someone like you.
Stupid, stupid people!"
The man in the picture who looked disgusted and disgusted with her was the man standing in front of her at this moment.
The same face, the only difference is that the disgust in the memory picture has turned into the horror in front of him.
But, they all made Ning Qingyan feel ugly and disgusting!
As soon as the memory screen changed, the woman held in his arms also appeared——
"Qingyan, you have to wear these clothes and jewelry to win the favor of Prince Zhou!"
"Cousin, if I dress up like a trick, will Brother Yao like me?" The girl with heavy makeup asked innocently and trustingly, holding the gaudy and revealing clothes in her hands.
"Of course, didn't the Crown Prince say... that he is willing to marry a concubine, which means he likes her."
"You can't go wrong if you dress up like the person he likes. Could it be that my cousin will harm you? My cousin only wants you to be well."
"Oh, Yan'er knows."
It's a pity that even if she "gives in to what he likes", she will get even greater humiliation.
At this time, the scene suddenly changed sharply——
"Ahhh! Cousin Yan'er's face hurts so much!"
Ning Qingyan felt that her voice was filled with endless pain.
In the chaotic memory scene, the noble and beautiful woman looked at her with sarcasm: "Ning Qingyan, you are not only a stupid and stupid waste, but also a child without a father and a mother. Why do you enjoy these honors?"
Wealth is only due to good birth, so that you can make a marriage contract with the prince of Zhou Dynasty."
"Your Majesty, he doesn't like you at all. Since you like him so much, you should break off the engagement for his sake."
"Ning Qingyan, go to hell! This is the only thing you can do for your brother Yao."
"Perhaps, after you die, your brother Yao will still remember your good deeds this time and praise you for being sensible!"
"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you. Have you ever thought about why your mother died so well? Why were you smart and cute before you were seven years old, but then gradually became dull. Now you are 15 years old, and you haven't even awakened your spiritual bones.
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"Ning Qingyan, is the Jade Snow Lotus Seed Soup that you clamor for every day delicious? Hahahahahaha..."
…
The picture in my mind stopped abruptly.
"Idiot!" After Ning Qingyan figured out the whole story, she cursed in a cold tone. Her pool-like eyes seemed to be beating with flames.
The original owner had too many memories for more than ten years, and Ning Qingyan didn't have time to sort them out in detail, but it was enough for her to know what the man and woman in front of her had done to the original owner.
When she raised her head and looked at the man and woman, the hideous scars on her face that were caused before death were particularly terrifying, as if a ghost was coming seeking life, and those wounds seemed to be oozing blood.
Ning Qingyan saw clearly the fear in the eyes of the man who looked like a human and a dog, and also clearly saw the shock and surprise in the eyes of the woman he was protecting in his arms, as well as the twisted unwillingness and cruelty.
hot.
'Ha! Gentle and kind? Both talented and beautiful?'
What a pair of scumbag man and bitch woman, a blind man and a bitch, they are indeed a perfect match!
"Ning Qingyan, you will still come to pester me even if you die! This prince tells you that I will not marry you while you are alive. I will not marry you even if you die!" Zhao Xingyao faced the fear in his heart and said,
He held on and said.
Is it a fake corpse? Or is it a resurrection from the dead?
No matter what the possibility is, it is not what he wants to see!
Suddenly, Ning Qingyan sat up from the coffin.
The dark wind blew gusts at night, blowing her long hair around, and her scarred face directly filled the atmosphere with terror.
"You...what do you want to do?" Zhao Xingyao pulled the 'frightened' Xiao Ruyi back.
Ning Qingyan stood in the coffin, staring at them coldly, and slowly opened her mouth: "I... died... so miserably..."