MTL - My Daughter Was My Sworn Enemy In Past Life-Chapter 74

She couldn't tell what it was like. She remembered that when the long-life lock was thrown into the pool by the owner of Jiaping County, the words disappeared. day. When he came back later, the whole man was quite weak and his body was covered with mud.

She once suspected that she was buried alive to death, but now it seems that this guess is not completely correct, but the key point is still accurate.

She listened again and continued: "I don't know what they want to do. I just know that I'm scared. There seem to be many ropes around me that keep me from leaving. I can't breathe, I can't walk, but who I didn't bother me either. Until later you came ... "

Yan Yan looked at her with tears: "After you came, those things like rope also disappeared. I don't know who you are and where you came from, why are you staying in the same body with me? But I'm not scared at all, it's warm around you, as if no one can hurt me if you are there. "

The person who appeared suddenly was like a small group like her, but she seemed to be afraid of nothing. She was more full of strength, a kind of strength that could protect her from harm, very warm and dazzling. .

She hid in the deepest part of the body, and slept peacefully surrounded by the warm breath she exuded, just like in her mother's stomach, thinking nothing and not worrying.

When she woke up occasionally, she just hid deep in the eyes and looked at her admiringly, watched her grow little by little, and strengthen herself little by little.

She thought, if they could do this for a lifetime, when this body grows old, it returns to dust, and it returns to the soil, they will go into reincarnation together and be a true sisters.

At that time, she will also learn to make herself strong and learn to protect her in turn.

"I don't know who you are, but I heard them say that Xu Tingyao and Tang Xunyao are in the same body, then they are called Xu Xuanyao. Therefore, there has never been any Xu Xuanyao in the world. . "

Tang Yanyao was tight-lipped.

No wonder, no wonder she was called Yao Yao for two lifetimes. She thought it was a coincidence. Now it seems that there is no coincidence, and some are just conspiracy and maliciousness.

Yan Yan looked at her with tears in her eyes, and saw her face became more and more ugly, and her heart became more disturbed.

I didn't know how long before she finally heard Tang Yanyao whispered again and asked, "The last time Xu Shufei died of vomiting blood, was it because I was forcibly driven away from that body by you?"

"No, no, I didn't, I didn't do that. Yes, it's because you are getting weaker, and have been accidentally injured by the Witch Cup technique, there is no way to stay inside ..." Low, thinking about the scene where Yaoyao suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground that day, and the soul flew away from the body, he clenched the puppies unknowingly.

Wounded by the Witch Cup Art? Tang Yanyao stunned, and soon remembered what the painting cuckoo did to himself after falling out of favor in his life. The painting cuckoo was unwilling to spoil the side, and the sword walked away from the front. He secretly contacted the goddess outside the palace and performed her witchcraft in the east palace.

At that time, she was really sick. Because she never believed in it, she did not associate her illness with the painting of the cuckoo. Later, the painting of the cuckoo was given death, but her condition recurs day by day. , And gradually can't afford it.

Later, Zhao Yuanyou, who had already become the new emperor, left her in Yu's Mansion to take care of her for a whole year.

Is this the truth about her illness? She couldn't tell what it felt like.

"So, afterwards, you regained control of your own body and became a real Xu Shufei?" She asked again.

"No, I should have died early. It was you who continued my existence. Since you are gone, what am I still there to do? Of course, there is no need for Xu Shufei to live again." Yan Yan whispered.

Although Tang Yanyao had guessed this result more or less, after all, the word Yan will appear in this life, it is enough to prove that the concubine Xu Shufei, who was a twin soul in the last life, really died when she vomited blood and fell.

But now that I have the exact answer, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Taking a deep breath, she calmly asked, "Are you sure you are Xu, not Xun? Or maybe you remember your birth mother is Xun?"

"No, my surname is Xu, and my surname has always been Xu, and my mother's surname is Qu, and she has no surname." Yan Yan replied with a tear.

Tang Yan Yao frowned. There is nothing to doubt about Yan Yan's surname Xu. After all, the name 'Xu Yaoyao' can prove that she is indeed Xu.

The imperial family of the former dynasty is the surname of the dynasty, so that the possibility of the imperial family of the former dynasty can be ruled out. It remains to be seen whether her biological mother is a former royal dynasty.

She calmed herself and asked, "If you said that the Xu Ting's Xu Ting was your sister, but I remember she was born with you and me in the same year, wouldn't she be your twin sister?"

"No, no, I am alone in my mother's belly, and no one else." Yan Yan denied. Even though she didn't have much memory at that time, she was sure that she was alone in the womb, and she didn't have any siblings with her.

Tang Yanyao thought secretly: Not a twin sister, but she is the same age as her, and her surname is Xu. That should be a cousin. Fang Yi's identity is already clear. For them, the most important of the former dynasties, is to take back the mountains from the Zhao family.

They attach so much importance to the verbal life forms. To them, what kind of life form is what they need and what will help them recapture the country? Fengming? However, the theory of life form is nothing, and they cannot be completely convinced. Even if they are ill, they will not be able to cast all their hopes on the so-called 'life form', at best it is just another one reserved for themselves. road.

Yes, she remembers that when Her Majesty was still King Rui, he was arguing with his elder brother, and among them was the remnant of the former dynasty. At that time, it was Fangyi that those people hit their minds on that one, but unfortunately they miscalculated. The last one was not the one they secretly supported, but King Rui, now Tianxi Emperor.

At that time, they should have lost a lot of manpower and were liquidated by King Rui at the time, forcing them to leave the city temporarily dormant. Naturally, they had to make good use of that life. When she was young, she would encounter two masters and servants in Fangyi, presumably when they were forced to leave Beijing for asylum.

Then came Tu Yi and Fang Yi successively into the palace. That time, they should be divided into two paths. Tu Yi focused on the harem and Fang Yi focused on the East Palace. It was a pity that the sky was unsuccessful, Tu Yi seduce Her Majesty and failed, and then went to the East Palace again.

But unfortunately, with the dismissal of Prince Zhao Yuande, their many years of planning failed again, and they were chased by He Shaoting again and again. Now they are just like mice crossing the street. For fear of countless deaths and injuries, they can only put their hope on Xu Tingruo. Xu Tingruo's idea of ​​"life style".

Xu Tingruo, presumably, is equivalent to her last life, a new chess piece that was used to replace her after the words of this life have died. But this chess piece is different from other chess pieces. Fang Yi and others who want to use her must obtain her wholehearted trust, so that they can have the opportunity to control her until they control her.

As a chess piece, that naturally cannot allow her to have her own flesh and blood. Only in this way, after she successfully ascended the queen's position, they will have the opportunity to steal the sky and change the day.

She thought of Xu Tingruo in the King's Palace nowadays, and thought of her elder life, but felt a tingling pain in her heart.

Yes, Xu Shufei of her last life has been petted for many years but has never been pregnant. Presumably this is the reason.

She took a few deep breaths again, trying to ignore the tears on Yan Yan's face, and calmly asked, "How long ago were you with your elder sister at Yu's Mansion?"

Yan Yan said sadly: "It's in the palace of Yu Yu, but not with Sister Ting. There is a picture of my mother and me in Wang's study. I haven't seen my mother for a long time, so I stay there."

Tang Yanyao was taken aback: "What are you talking about? There are portraits of your mother and you in Yu Wang's study ?! Can he see you?"

Yan Yan sobbed and nodded and shook his head: "He can't see me."

Tang Yanyao seemed to set off a stormy sea, and quickly smashed his shoes to the ground, re-lighted the candles, came to the book case, spread out the paper, and polished the ink. Then he dipped his pen in ink and asked Yan about her biological mother. Similar to her looks, she slowly wrote down.

Lan Chun at night noticed the lights in the room, suspiciously pushed into the door wearing a robe, and saw her own girl actually picked the lamp to paint. Some disapprove the idiomatic way: "Girl, it's late at night, it's time to rest, what's up tomorrow Draw it! "

Tang Yanyao said something casually, but he didn't stop at all.

Lan Chun reluctantly stepped forward, peeping his neck and looking at the book case, seeing that she was painting a strange and beautiful woman, even more puzzled.

Tang Yanyao finally settled down the last stroke, and then asked whether the person in the painting is similar to her mother.

Yan Yan took a closer look and was surprised and happy: "Like, like, I remember my mother looks like this, and her temper is as gentle and amiable as Yao Yao's mother."

The painting in the King of Yu's study has the age, and the ink is more blurred, which is naturally less visible than Tang Yanyao's new work. Coupled with knowing that she was painting a natural mother, she naturally substituted for Ruan when she wrote, and the charm of the character she painted has a sense of tenderness and kindness.

Seeing that she stopped writing, Lan Chun said in a hurry: "Since the girl is done painting, let's rest sooner! It's almost three times soon."

Tang Yanyao didn't insist, and told her not to let the painting be disturbed, so she returned to the bed again, and waited for Lan Chun to blow out the candles again before she asked the words still in the room. "While you have been in Yu's Palace for some time, you know who your sister Tingjun can go closer to?"

"Yes, and Zou Liu, that Zou Liu next to you, Sister Ting seems to trust her very much." Yan Yan replied softly.

Tang Yanyao was not surprised. To be precise, after knowing that she was only a **** in her last life, she knew that the person she trusted was not necessarily credible.

She remembers that Ori willow won her trust when she was left in Yuwang's mansion. At that time, everyone in the government knew that the once-popular girl Yao Yao had been abandoned by the new emperor, and she was seriously ill soon after death. Anyone could step on it.

Those who were jealous of her, but also could not follow the new emperor into the palace, now seeing the opportunity, naturally can toss her. Those days were also the hardest times of her life.

And Zou Liu, at that time, was nothing but a rough girl in Yu Wangfu, but the only one who was willing to come and take care of her in the disease. And under her careful care, her condition seems to be day by day.

When she returned to the harem, until her death, Zou Liu was the most powerful and trusted person around her.

She hooked her mouth with a mockery.枉 She thought she was clever, but she was played with applause from beginning to end. She fought all her life and lived in deceit and conspiracy all her life, she even died, and died like that.

But it doesn't matter. Now that she understands her life, she still needs to settle her account.

Yan Yan didn't speak any more, just staring at her with embarrassment.

She knew that Yaoyao would not forgive herself, and would probably never want to see herself again, and she had no face to haunt her again.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I didn't really think about harming you. I'm gone, and you should take care of yourself in the future ..." she said softly, and for the last time gave a deep glance to Tang Luoyao who was in deep thought, Finally reluctantly turned and left.

Tang Yanyao turned from his thoughts, and wanted to ask Yan Yan if she could return to her childhood because of her reason. When she looked back, she found that Yan Yan had left.

She stared at the place where Fang Caiyan was standing, thinking unknowingly about the bits and pieces that she spent with her in this life, and her vision gradually blurred.

She knew that she couldn't blame everything. She was so young, she didn't know anything, she didn't know anything. Even the pain she experienced was not inferior to herself, but the moment she knew the truth, she couldn't help getting angry.

"Ama ..." she murmured the name, and her throat was a little clogged.

But this time, no one responded to her, probably not in the future. No one will mutter in her ears in the future, and there will no longer be such a fart, and she will use all the good words to praise her anytime, anywhere.

For a long time, she wiped the water in her eyes in a random way, holding Jin Jin turned over, and said in her heart again and again: Don't think about it, go to bed early! Tomorrow, I still want to see Ting Geer, and ask him to find someone in the painting for himself; but also to bring them through Zou Liu Yin Fang Yi, and ...

Yan Ma sadly left the Tang House and looked at the quiet street. On the quiet street, there was nothing but the sound of the evening breeze and the faint barking of dogs from afar.

She lowered her head, and her eyes were moistened again, but after a while, the tears fell straight down.

As she wiped her tears, she went in the direction of the King Yu Palace.

There is a portrait of her mother-in-law there, Yaoyao doesn't want her anymore, the mother-in-law will definitely want her ...

Somewhere in the woods in the suburbs of Beijing, Fang Yi leaned against the wall in the cave full of embarrassment. The tunic ripped off the water pouch from her body and handed it to her: "Master, drink saliva! We have arrived in Beijing now, He Shaoting. No one can think of it, we actually returned to Beijing. "

Fangyi drank several mouthfuls of saliva one after another, which relieved the dryness of her throat a little and sneered: "The most dangerous place is the safest place. However, we must not be taken lightly when we are careful to sail a thousand years."

The tuxedo softly responded.

Thinking of the government's absurd sea-hunting instrument and He Shaoting's desperate pursuit, Fang Yi hated to bite his teeth.

She took a few deep breaths before asking: "Is it true what happened to General Zhenyuan?"

"It's true! Those who dived into the capital before dark have brought their words back. Although Du Chengzhong has not announced yet, everyone in General Zhenyuan's government knows that He Shaoting is their biological son. Today in that government, Renamed the original 'big son' Feng Weiliang as 'bright son'. "Tu Yi whispered.

"Very well, the original Grand Duke of the General ’s Mansion, at this moment is truly an outsider. Presumably, the bright boy must have hated He Shaoting. You arrange for people to approach him, and then inflame and inflame him. The hatred in my heart was deeper. By then, using his hand to remove He Shaoting could be regarded as an outrage in my heart! "Fang Yi had a sullen expression, and then she made a medicine bottle out of her arms." This is how I helped him remove his confidant. Big trouble! "

Tu Yi was attentive, and took the medicine bottle to arrange it.

Feng Weiliang's recent days are indeed very difficult. Whenever he hears his servants call him 'Liangzi', it seems that someone slaps him heavily and teaches him that he is angry, resentful and embarrassing.

But he just couldn't show anything, lest it spread to Du Chengzhong's ears, let him know his hatred.

Those who were good friends with him once knew the relationship between Du Chengzhong and He Shaoting. He also knew that he is no longer the grandson of General Zhenyuan's government, but he has become a non-owner and a guest Liang Liang, always make fun of this incident.

"This should have been the case, this was just a towing oil bottle, which means that Du Chengzhong is not afraid of green on his head, but also likes it."

"No, the dove has occupied the nest, occupying the status of others for such a long time, and it is time to go back. I just don't like the way he is crazy, and I really regard myself as the grandfather of the general's government. Let's sit on an equal footing, really **** shameless! "

"Maybe the daughter-in-law who he married also regretted it. She thought she was married to the young and old lady. Now ... alas, how could I cry in my heart! What a pity beautiful girl!"

"Haha, did your kid look at others?"

...

The conversation inside was getting more and more unbearable. Feng Weiliang's face was shaking with iron and trembling, and his forehead was beating frequently, but he didn't dare to break in and yell at them.

"Hu Luo Pingyang was bullied by a dog. If the eldest son is in this situation today, if he doesn't think of saving himself, he will be hard in the future. The world loves falling stones, does the son have to wait until the day when someone steps on it? Suddenly I heard someone sighing and talking behind him. He turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a Jinpao who had a look on his face.

"Who are you? It's not my turn to talk about you!" He lowered his face and whispered.

The man sighed again, looking at his eyes with pity: "Master Feng Feng was such a romantic person then, but his biological son ... If you know that his son has reached the point where he is today, he is only under Jiuquan only It's hard to be afraid. "

Feng Weiliang immediately hesitated. Does he recognize his biological father? Thinking like this, he subconsciously went after the man.

Yun's heart is no less angry and resentful than Du Chengzhong's eagerness to recognize He Shaoting, neglect their mother and son, and taught her to chill again and again. Especially that day, when she impulsively expressed his dissatisfaction with him always going to the General's Mansion, Du Chengzhong blurted out— "If you can't have a son, why should I be so whispered to my son!"

At that moment, her last few feelings for the man were finally exhausted.

The man she had desperately grasped at that time, the man who thought he could control for a lifetime, would also be the man who devoted himself to her all his life. In fact, he was no different from other men.

It's ridiculous that she has made herself beyond recognition for this man. It is a pity that to this day, she has long had no way to turn around, only one way to go to the end.

Everything in Zhenyuan General House must belong to her son!

However, she said that Tang Yanyao had made the painting under the guidance of Yan Yan that night. He originally planned to let He Shaoting help her find someone in the painting to find out Yan Yan's life. However, she did not expect her to order Changfeng to loyal to the General Mansion. When sending the letter, he was told that He Shaoting took the errand to go out, and it would take half a month before he could return.

She was disappointed, but she didn't care too much, and immediately arranged for people to pay attention to the trend of the willow willow in the palace of the King of Yu, and secretly arranged it again, just waiting for the willow to go out to worship relatives like her last life.

In addition, she stayed at home obediently, and even the invitation of the five princesses was rejected. After all, since she knew that she was the real Tang Yanyao, she always felt that she didn't have enough time with her relatives, especially with Ruan.

As long as she thinks of her last life because of her “early death”, Ruan ’s grief is so overwhelming that she ca n’t afford to stay in bed. Within a year, she quits. She has heartache and guilt. pain.

Ruan's was a little funny looking at his daughter who followed his own in and out like a little tail in recent days.

This look is exactly the same as when I was a kid, sticking to myself and asking her to give her another chance, so she asked "how do you not get angry".

"You honestly tell your mother, are you so good these days, is there any trouble?" She asked playfully.

Tang Yanyao was speechless for a while, holding her arm in a coquettish manner: "How can we be in trouble? I don't know how good!"

"It used to look like a small spinning top. It was here and there, or it would run away. It wasn't a disaster at the moment. How could it be so good to stay at home with the maid?" Ruan smiled lightly.

Tang Yanyao slaps on her arm again and again: "I just want my mother, I don't want to leave my mother, I have to stick to my mother and don't go anywhere."

Nguyen's heart was ironed so much that she smirked. This little girl was urinating so much, or she had to be naughty enough to teach her every day to scold him before him, or she was so smart that she didn't feel enough to hurt her.

Tang Yanyao leaned on her and felt her decades of gentle love, and her heart was sour and warm, until she saw Lan Chun punching her eyebrows outside her window, her heart moved, while Ruan's handing over the harp chores Slipped out.