The reborn sycophant

Chapter 2Rebirth

For Wei Chuyan, death is a somewhat lengthy process.

Just like the withering of summer flowers, at first, the flowers may just wilt, and then they will shrink, and the shrinking will continue. As far as flowers are concerned, their vitality is gradually lost in this process.

Wei Chuyan committed suicide by biting her tongue. Similarly, the process was a bit long, but before that, days of severe torture had left her body covered with scars, and blood flowed from these deep or shallow wounds, although she would not die. But it was not much worse. In the end, she bit off her tongue and made up the last knife.

It was a little faster than expected, but it wasn't a lot of torture.

Although it was suicide, she didn't have any resentment. The Wei family rebelled against the deposed prince. Now His Majesty, Zhao Ji, who was only twenty years old, put down the rebellion. The Wei family was just one of many families that disappeared in this civil war. Wei Chuyan didn't hate that emperor, but she couldn't forgive herself for living alone.

Another point, in fact, many people have begun to doubt the relationship between her and Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji wanted to let her know, but unfortunately, from the moment she took the initiative to let Dali Temple take her away, her life was not in Zhao Ji's hands. It's in Ji's hands.

Most of it is in her own hands, and the other half is actually tied to the court.

She chose to commit suicide, in addition to the shock of the destruction of the Wei family, she also had considerations for Zhao Ji.

She is the daughter of a traitor, and she is also the initiator of the decree to cut down the vassal. Without her, it would be much easier for the emperor to do whatever he wanted.

It's just... I still really want to scold her.

Zhao Ji, you bastard...

The passage of life does not wait for anyone, and the words of cursing are just spinning in the heart, and the taste of rust is already overflowing in the throat. The moment before the consciousness disappeared, Wei Chuyan seemed to hear a rush of footsteps, somewhat like Zhao Silent, but Zhao Ji has never walked such a hasty pace... probably an illusion.

Yes, how could the emperor enter this filthy prison?

There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she didn't know whether it was a smile or a mockery, and then, a sense of fatigue pressed hard on her, she closed her eyes, and let the darkness engulf herself.

Darkness is death.

But the light came again.

I don't know what kind of feeling it is, like the soul floats out of the body, is strongly sucked away by something, and then is pressed into something again, being pressed by the pressure from everywhere. Squeezing, she wanted to escape, but she couldn't escape, and after struggling for a while, she got used to it miraculously, and no longer felt uncomfortable.

Then... her eyes could open and she could see the light.

It was a large beam of brilliant sunlight flying in obliquely through the half-open door, fine dust floating in the golden light, floating up and down again, and so on.At this time, the door was blown open by the wind, and the sunlight moved accordingly. The small tail of the light beam hit Wei Chuyan's eyes. She had been locked in the dungeon where she couldn't see her fingers for a long time. She hadn't seen such a light for a long time. , so she subconsciously turned her head to dodge, and her eyes scanned the surroundings. Until then, she had the impression that she was in a room.

This is a slightly small wooden house. She is sitting on the bed in the house. There is a weather-beaten wooden table by the window. Small wooden figurines cut with a knife, a few beautifully embroidered head flowers... and so on.In addition, there are a few pieces of yellowish paper, an inkstone, a brush washer, and a shelf on which many brushes are hung. The brush wash, brushes, and paper all have traces of use.This wooden table is probably the largest decoration in the house other than the bed. Besides the table and chairs, there is also a wooden horse with a broken leg, which is nesting alone in the corner, and a small rattan box. , looking old, leaning against the bed.

Wei Chuyan looked at it for a while, with a puzzled expression on her face. These things seemed to be used by her when she was a child. She used to have one for that wooden figure, and her arm was broken after rubbing it. He also had hair loss. I forgot Is it this style anymore.She still has some impressions of this room, it seems that she lived in it before Kaimeng, it was a somewhat shabby house, after her peerless blood was revealed, she moved out of this hut and went to her home to make a special trip for her new student. The yard prepared by Yang Jun.

what happened?She should be dead at this time, but why can she still hear and see at this time, and she can even smell the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance coming in from the window.

Yes, there is an osmanthus tree in front of this wooden house. Every golden autumn, the elegant fragrance of osmanthus will make people drowsy. When she was a child, she always fell asleep because of this when her husband was teaching, and she often suffered from the board.

Wait, Jin Qiu?Golden autumn in August?

Wei Chuyan subconsciously wanted to get out of bed and open the door to look, but when she sat on the edge of the bed, she was surprised to find that she couldn't reach the ground. She looked down, and the pair of long legs that she was used to seeing seemed to be missing at this moment. Big cut.

A certain thought came to her mind, and her heartbeat became as fast as a drum in an instant. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly again. Then she stretched out her hand to look, and it was indeed a small one. She took another breath. With a sigh of relief, she jumped out of bed, habitually went to look at the bronze mirror, but thought that if her idea was right, then there should be no such thing in the house at this time?

Pausing in her steps, she turned and ran towards the door, ran to the water basin on the shelf outside the yard, and lowered her head to look at the clear water.

They are indeed familiar eyebrows and eyes, but they haven't opened yet, and the eyes are still a little round, unlike when they grow up, they are slightly narrow and long. Not only the eyes, but also the eyebrows, nose, and lips seem to have not fully opened yet. She can't see It's too clear, but I can also vaguely recognize the aura of the green pheasant in my eyebrows and eyes.

This should be what she looked like when she was eight or nine years old.

Eight or nine years old...

Chewing on the meaning represented by this word, Wei Chuyan's heart was complicated and unspeakable for a moment.

She didn't know if she was really back when she was a child. She had died one moment before, but appeared here the next moment. Everything here is so real. It was indeed painful when she pinched herself just now, but how could people return to her childhood? How about when I was a child?But if not, then she is dead?Is this the world after death?

"Miss, why did you get out of bed!"

While meditating, a crisp voice came from the courtyard door, his thoughts were interrupted, Wei Chuyan glanced out of the courtyard door with some displeasure.Although she is in the body of a child at this time, in her previous life—let's say it was a previous life—she has actually stayed in a high position for many years, and she has a temperament of calmness and prestige, and because she still has some suicidal brutality. Angrily, at a glance, the little girl who was yelling loudly was frightened and froze in place.

"Little, miss..."

The little girl is not very old, she looks about eleven or twelve years old, with two small buns on her head, her round eyes are a little dim, and she looks rather dull.She held a plate in her hand, which contained several side dishes and a bowl of porridge, which seemed to be specially delivered for Wei Chu's banquet.The first banquet frightened her, she stood at the gate of the courtyard and hesitated a few times, for a moment she didn't dare to come in.

Seeing the girl's face clearly, Wei Chuyan was even more stunned for a while.

This is the girl who used to serve her, called Mo Mei, who married the porter at home not long after she grew up, and the porter was also put outside by her as a small steward.

If I'm not mistaken, until she dies, Mo Mei should live outside, so if this is the afterlife, Mo Mei shouldn't appear here.

So... She really went back to her childhood?

With an inference in mind, Wei Chuyan opened his lips and called out, "Mo Mei?"

She understood her current situation, but she didn't know why such a thing happened. At this time, her brows were still furrowed, and her expression looked a little serious. This expression on the face of an eight or nine-year-old child has a kind of small It feels like a child pretending to be an adult, but it is enough to scare Mo Mei who has never seen Wei Chuyan before.

What should I do, when the wind and cold come down, the lady becomes so scary...

Afraid, the lady was calling her, but Mo Mei mustered up the courage to hum, her voice was a little trembling: "Yes, it's time to eat, the lady didn't eat much in the morning, Madam was afraid that you would be hungry, so she told Mo Mei, Bring some food early at noon."

lady……

This word is a little strange, Wei Chuyan has not heard anyone call it for a long time, her mother is Zhongze Lord, which is different from Qianyang Lord and Kunyin Lord, Zhongze Lord represents a frail ordinary person, and her mother is It was Mr. Zhongze who was weaker. When she was born, her mother was injured, and she suffered from serious and minor illnesses. I tried hard to watch her grow up to 12 years old, but she died in the end.

Now, her mother is still alive, so this is at least before she was 12 years old.

Some thoughts flashed through his mind, when he saw Mo Mei put the food on the smooth stone table in the yard, Wei Chuyan sat down at the table in a polite manner, took the bowl from Mo Mei, and slowly drank up.

The aroma of rice drifts away with the stirring of the wooden spoon. Every time you take a sip, there will be warmth from the throat to the stomach, the warmth that has not been seen for a long time.

In prison, there is no steaming food to eat.

Seeing her delicious food, Mo Mei heaved a sigh of relief. The current Wei Chuyan lowered her brows and her gaze was very soft, no different from the previous lady. Therefore, she gradually mustered up her courage, watching and chirping To talk to Wei Chuyan.

"Miss, is your head still hurting? Mo Mei will bring you a bowl of medicine later. You need to drink it to get better soon."

Although she is only eleven or twelve years old, Mo Mei already has the appearance of the housekeeper in the future, although she is still a bit silly.

"I still have a headache, my brain is burning, and I can't remember many things clearly... Mo Mei, I have a few questions."

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The author has something to say: I forgot to say that this article should be updated every night from ten to twelve o'clock.Because I am actually in a secret training class. For the exam, I work from nine to nine. There is no time code, only night code, so it will be even later. Readers who go to bed early, please go to bed early, so as not to mess up the biological clock.