Leng Qiuniang had a very long dream.
In the dream, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. A little girl was naughty in the garden chasing butterflies, and a little maid followed her. The little girl smiled very innocently and lively.
"My Leng, stop making trouble, come here quickly and see who is back?"
Two middle-aged men and women dressed in luxurious clothes smiled and slowly walked to the little girl and looked at her with loving eyes.
"Who is here?" The little girl is so sacred.
"It's us? Did the little sister forget their brothers?"
Suddenly, two teenagers jumped out from behind the luxurious middle-aged man and woman. The two teenagers were full of heroic spirit and their eyes were full of pampering.
"elder brother!"
Seeing the little girl hugging the two teenagers excitedly, Leng Qiuniang suddenly covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes couldn't help but become wet and red.
She wanted to go over and touch her parents' faces. She wanted to hug her brother again, but there was an invisible wall in front of her blocking her, leaving her unable to stand in place, watching all this as if she was a bystander.
Seeing the little girl always making trouble with her maid, watching the little girl always sneak out of the mansion with her maid, but no matter what the girl does, her parents will spoil her and her brother will protect her.
Leng Qiuniang smiled slightly, but tears in the corners of her eyes were pouring out for money.
But at this moment, a group of officers and soldiers suddenly broke into the outside, making the originally peaceful and warm picture look a layer of blood.
don't want!!
Leng Qiuniang suddenly looked excited and wanted to speak to stop her, but she found that she could not make any sound. She wanted to stop the officers and soldiers, but found that the officers and soldiers passed through her.
Seeing her father and brother being arrested, watching the Leng family being blocked, and watching her mother hanging herself in shame and anger, Leng Qiuniang's eyes were red in tears and kept roaring silently, she wanted to stop everything from happening.
However, she could not do anything and could only sit on the ground powerlessly.
A raging fire ignited around.
Why?
Why!
As the picture turned, in a small dark room with black paint, a little girl shivered alone, curled up in the corner, gnawing on the dark hard steamed buns. The girl who used to be innocent and laughed gradually became dull.
However, all this is just the beginning and the beginning of a tragedy.
Watching the little girl please the men again and again in order to survive.
Leng Qiuniang kept shaking her head, blocking her ears with her hands, and squatted on the ground in pain and helplessness, "Why? Why do I have to experience such pain again? Why?"
Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant voice came.
"Auntie, what are you doing?"
Leng Qiuniang was stunned for a moment and slowly opened her eyes.
There is no longer a place where bells and food, red lights and wine are everywhere, but a field path surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Two cute little girls stood in front of them.
"Auntie, let's go home soon!"
Da Ya and Er Ya took her hand and took her home.
Leng Qiuniang was moved and murmured to herself, "Go home? Where can she have her home now!"
"Yes, aunt, look at my mother waiting for us in front!"
Erya pointed at the front with her little finger. Leng Qiuniang looked up and saw Li Xianglan wave to her with a smile in the distance.
By the way, there are people she is familiar with in this world.
It's just why the man is there.
At this moment, a man with a burly figure and a simple smile stood beside Li Xianglan.
"Auntie, let's go!" Da Ya said softly.
Leng Qiuniang did not refuse and was led over.
...
Niu Dali looked down at Leng Qiuniang, whose face was gradually improving.
Leng Qiuniang's expression is a bit wonderful, but she feels that the emoticons are not so distinctive.
Sometimes cry, sometimes laugh.
Sometimes I am extremely excited, sometimes I am very sad.
The expression behind it became even more complicated. Niu Dali couldn't understand it, as if he was angry.
However, he finally realized what it means. A woman's expression changes just like the weather, while a man is like a weather forecast. He will never guess whether the weather will be good or bad tomorrow.
But in the eyes of everyone outside the door, Niu Dali seemed to be admiring Leng Qiuniang at this moment.
But they were not surprised that Leng Qiuniang was a famous courtesan in Zuichun Tower. She was excellent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She was gorgeous and stunning the whole city, and was enough to inspire any man’s desire to imagine.
But the problem is that Leng Qiuniang is dead, what else is there to look good about!
"Ahem!"
Suddenly, a woman's light cough came from the room.
Everyone outside suddenly became silent.
Niu Dali beat the hat.
Leng Qiuniang slowly opened her eyes, and there was still a hint of confusion in her eyes.
But when she saw a man wearing a hat approaching to look at her, Leng Qiuniang felt her heart, supported her hands on the ground, moved her buttocks back, and looked at Niu Dali in panic.
"Who are you?"
She clearly remembered that when Da Ya and Er Ya were led to Li Xianglan, a white light suddenly appeared here for no reason.
Everyone outside the house was even more shocked than Leng Qiuniang at this moment.
The doctor clearly said that he had no breath and his pulse stopped, so why did he still pretend to be a zombie?!
The three doctors also opened their mouths wide and rubbed their eyes with their hands.
"Don't be surprised! What you want to think about at this moment is, who are you? Where are you? What are you doing?"
Niu Dali knew that people who are resurrected will have two situations. One is to short circuit first, but they will soon think of themselves, and the other is to have amnesia.
So, we need to confirm at this moment what happened to Leng Qiuniang.
Leng Qiuniang frowned slightly, looked at her big red dress, and glanced at everyone outside. She didn't know what she was going to do.
"You saved me?"
"Um!"
Niu Dalidao.
"Why?"
Leng Qiuniang asked back.
She was going to seek death, so why did she still pull her back?
"Someone asked me to save you!" Niu Dali said in a calm tone.
"Is it Mr. Wei?"
Leng Qiuniang smiled bitterly, subconsciously thinking that Mr. Wei was looking for someone to save her.
After all, it is a shame for a concubine to suddenly seek death in a small marriage, whether for Mr. Wei or the Zhentian Martial Arts Hall.
"No!" Niu Dali thought for a while and said softly: "I met a little girl on the road. The little girl was crying sadly. I went up to ask and learned about you!"
Leng Qiuniang was stunned.
Didn’t Mr. Wei ask this person to save her?
However, she quickly realized that if there was a little girl crying for her in this world, there was only one person.
"Are you talking about Bier?" Leng Qiuniang said excitedly.
Niu Dali coughed dryly, "I don't know what the little girl is called, but the little girl looks fifteen or sixteen years old and is wearing a yellow green smoke shirt."
"That's right, it's Bi'er!" Leng Qiuniang remembered that Bi'er was wearing yellow clothes today, so she hurriedly got up, and said with a blessing: "Thank you for your life-saving grace, senior!"
"No, I should do it for justice!"
Niu Dali waved his hand.
Chapter completed!