Sweet Beauty Chapter 84: Tear off the face

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I heard the woman say angrily: "Xiu An, what are you talking about? It's the first child of the eldest brother. I finally wanted to come, so I naturally want to go, otherwise, wouldn't it make it difficult for my mother? Hey, my mother always loves me..."

The man seemed moved for some reason, hugged her and shook her hand and said, "Jia'er, it's rare for you to be so kind, and actually treat Mrs. Bai like a mother, she..."

A few words have already made Jingshu fall into an ice cellar, her whole body is cold.

Caiying, the former maid next to her, gave her a careful look, and called out in a mosquito-like voice: "Hu...Miss..." For fear that she couldn't bear what she would do and disturb the relatives under the tree Mate, she has to suffer too.

On the other hand, Jing Shu didn't realize it. She only felt as if the time was out of whack. Countless scenes of her and him getting along with each other appeared and rolled over, causing her headaches to split, as if being torn apart and about to be shattered.

"...Jia'er, you are the Jia'er in my heart, I'll call you Jia'er in the future, okay?" When he was newly married, he said with affection in his eyes.

"...Jia Er, since you are pregnant, you should be more careful. Even if you are worried about your mother-in-law's condition, you don't have to rush there now. I will send someone to invite an imperial physician to Baifu to see my mother-in-law. Well, you can be at ease..."

The Bai family in the white house, that is her natal family, her eldest brother, and also her eldest brother, Bai Jingshu.

But the woman in front, the woman who looks exactly like her, leaned on her husband's arms, called her husband's name, called her mother mother, and the elder brother as the elder brother, who is the woman?

She went through untold hardships and escaped from Zhuangzi, who was under house arrest in Cangzhou. She also knew that there must be something wrong with being sent to Zhuangzi inexplicably. When I entered the back garden, I just wanted to ask him to understand, but I didn't want to see this scene.

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Three years ago, she returned to Beijing to report with her father, who had been an official in Shu for many years.

At that time, her fiancé, who had been admitted to the juvenile Jinshi exam, was leaving her family, and she was depressed. She lived in Shu for a long time and was often made fun of because of her inappropriate official language. Fall in love at first sight, and come to ask for marriage.

Ling Xiu'an has an outstanding family background, handsome in appearance, able to write, good at martial arts, and gentle. I don't know how many Kyoto women think the ideal husband-in-law candidate. I don't want to be ordinary in her family. The official's daughter bumped into something and climbed up.

Others are envious and envious, but she herself is flattered. A year later, under the envy of everyone, she married into Duke Ling's mansion and became his first wife.

After marriage, Ling Xiu'an also loved her in every possible way. Her father-in-law Ling Guogong was reasonable, her mother-in-law Ling Guogong's wife was kind, and her sister-in-law was smart and friendly. At that time, she only felt that life couldn't be more beautiful than this.

It's a pity that her fetus was not saved. My sister-in-law rescued an injured kitten in the wild during an outing. She saw that the kitten was pitiful, cute and well-behaved, so she often played with it. Insane, she lost the fetus after hitting her.

After losing her fetus, she blamed herself and was sad, but fortunately, there was Ling Xiu'an's comfort, saying that she would have children in the future, and she didn't need to be too sad and hurt her body, so she slowly recovered, and gradually began to smile again .

Then there was chaos in Fujian, and Ling Xiu'an led the troops to pacify the chaos. She was still thinking about his return date in the mansion, but she didn't want to wake up one day and be trapped in a carriage, and then the carriage traveled for three days and three days. At night, she was sent to a village in a remote mountainous area.

For more than a year, she was imprisoned in Zhuangzi for more than a year. Finally, she had the opportunity to escape. After a lot of hard work, she finally returned to Kyoto. She just wanted to know what happened and why She would be sent to Zhuangzi for no apparent reason and placed under house arrest.

In the alleys of the Beijing teahouses, most of the people who came to inquire were the prince of Ling Guogong and his wife, Qin Se and Ming, who were in love like a fairy. She was imprisoned in Zhuangzi for more than a year, but there was still a sparrow in the house. The prince's wife who turned into a phoenix, the fifth lady of the Bai family.

Under this circumstance, she naturally did not dare to enter the mansion directly, so she carefully searched for her former maid who secretly brought her into the garden to meet Ling Xiu'an, but she saw this scene in front of her.

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"Ah... have you seen enough? Come with me if you've seen enough."

Jing Shu turned her head numbly, and saw the old lady Ling, her old mother-in-law, whose eyes were full of compassion and sympathy.

Crossing the rockery path, Jing Shu followed the old lady to the old lady's yard like a corpse all the way. Occasionally, there will be maids and maids passing by, and they will not look sideways and respectfully salute the old lady. Jing Shu dressed up, and everyone just thought that this was just a down-and-out woman who came to fight the autumn wind.

What Jing Shu didn't know was that when they turned to leave before, the woman in the pear forest turned her head slightly to look in the direction they left, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

In the Buddhist hall, cigarettes curled up.

Mrs. Ling believes in Buddhism and is very devout. She is a well-known charitable believer in Kyoto, and the name of benevolence and charity is widely spread.

"Since I've sent you to Zhuangzi in Cangzhou, why are you going to come back?" The old lady's sympathetic voice sounded again, finally making Jing Shu, who had been fascinated all the time, come back to her senses.

"That person, who is that woman... What the **** is going on here?" Jing Shu had thousands of questions in her heart. At this moment, she stared at Old Madam Ling, but there was only one sentence that she blurted out.

"Do you really want to know?"

Old Mrs. Ling moved the Buddha beads in her hands, looked at Jing Shu, and then turned her eyes to a jasper wine glass on the sandalwood table. I don't know if the glass was water or wine, it was green and crystal clear.

Like the tears of a fairy, Jing Shu thought so.

"God has the virtue of good life, and sent you away to save your life. If you know all this, you will never be able to leave this room again. Do you want to keep asking?"

The old lady's words were very soft and slow, but in the misty Buddha incense, it pierced into Jing Shu's heart like a heavy Buddha bead in her hands. Her eyes followed the old lady's gaze on the one on the table. On Bi Yingying's wine glass.

My heart was so chaotic and sad, it was strangely slow to settle down.

She said, "I want to know."

He smiled strangely again and said, "Actually, I entered this room, or, if I returned to the Guogong's mansion, wouldn't I be able to go out alive?"

I don't know if it's the Buddha's soul, or the grief and enlightenment. After so many days of confusion, speculation, pain, and suffering, my thoughts suddenly become clear, and I have never been sober and clear.

The old lady looked at her in a blink of an eye. For the first time, she found that her eyes were so bright under her soft face. Such bright and transparent eyes made her feel a little uncomfortable, but soon this kind of The discomfort was suppressed by the more serious reasons in my heart.

"She is Weijia, the daughter of Princess Yonghui and General Zhongyong from the previous dynasty. General Zhongyong was defeated in the Weishui River and died. Princess Yonghui committed suicide and entrusted her only daughter to the Duke before her death. The princess has been very kind to the duke and the old man, and Weijia is the only remaining bloodline of the previous royal family, you..."

In addition to the previous sympathy, the old lady's voice carried a sense of solemn justice at this time, as if she was not telling a despicable conspiracy, but what a sacred and solemn thing.

She looked at Jingshu and continued, "Your Bai family was once a family of hairpins and tassels in the south of the Yangtze River. You were deeply favored by the previous dynasty, and it was your responsibility to protect and sacrifice for the orphans of the previous dynasty. It's an honor, even your grandfather, who also tacitly supported."

It's your grandfather, and it's supported by default.

Jing Shu thought that what she saw today was absurd and thorough, and then this story that sounded like a joke shot her a heart-piercing arrow at the end.

What princess, what the previous dynasty, she is just the daughter of a little fellow in Shu, what matters to her, as long as she knows who that woman is, whether her marriage is dominated by the government from beginning to end A scam, her...husband...is it the same person who set up the scam?

She didn't want to know her grandfather, or that the Bai family had contributed to this panic, or that they would burn her to death.

She didn't want to hear about the participation of the Bai family from the person in front of her, breaking her current calm like thin ice, so she turned to ask: "Why is she born so like me? Know her early in the morning?"

Is it because I look like that woman that I fell in love at first sight, and later came to ask for marriage? Did you plan to take your identity and obliterate yourself from the beginning?

She couldn't ask these words, and as long as she knew the answer to the previous sentence, why should she ask the next sentence? But remembering the scene in the pear forest just now, those soft words, she felt that the previous question was superfluous.

"Of course, we raised Weijia in Weidi. Xiu'an lived there for many years, how could they not know her? They grew up together as childhood sweethearts." Mrs. Ling said warmly. Because she was talking about the woman, the warmth in her tone was much more real this time.

Grow up together as childhood sweethearts.

In Jing Shu's mind, Ling Xiu'an's strangely dazzling eyes appeared when he saw her for the first time.

At that time, she was tripped over and fell down in front of him in embarrassment. He ignored the eyes of everyone waiting to watch the show, and stared at her with such bright eyes for a while, ignoring the pout of his sister behind him. , actually handed her the small and unique lotus lantern in his hand.

During the Chinese Valentine's Day, if a man likes a woman, he will give her a hand-picked lantern.

It is well known that the prince of Ling Guogong hates women the most, but he never thought that what was supposed to be a tease actually fulfilled her, and those who stumbled on her were really regretful later.

At this time, Jing Shu's heart was out of place, they were indeed successful, and it was nothing to be ridiculed, she was really tortured to the point of being left with no bones left.

Old Mrs. Ling looked at Jing Shu, and there was some sympathy in her eyes, and continued, "Actually, you and her are only five or six similar, but human appearance is not the same, plus Dressing up, dressing up, words and deeds, five or six points will become eight or nine points.”

Washing up, dressing up, words and deeds, thinking of the two big maids that he used to be behind that woman, thinking of Ling Xiu'an coaxing her gently and courteously for a year before her marriage, and then coaxing her for a year after marriage. With that poor child who was not born, Jing Shu's stomach rolled piece by piece.

Immediately, dizziness came, and finally, in her consciousness, she looked at the green glass on the table and thought to herself, I haven't drunk that glass yet, so is it already drunk?

Only the old lady's sympathetic voice sounded faintly in her ears and said: "Things are important and people are noble and low. Don't worry, you have done a great job. Now that you return successfully, you will be able to do it yourself. You recite the scriptures for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and send you to rebirth.