foreword
On the 29th day of the first lunar month of the 40th year of Qianlong, it was the day when the whole country celebrated and prepared to welcome the New Year. However, Wei Ning'er, who was the imperial concubine, hurriedly completed her short forty-nine years of life. Her life was full of countless legends, but she could not win the teasing of the hand of fate.
Because she used blood to embroider the Golden Buddha for the Lama every day, and when she was originally a palace maid, she suffered a deficit in her body, so that after she became the imperial concubine, no matter how much tonic her, she could not replenish her body.
In this life, Wei Ning'er gave birth to four sons and two daughters for Qianlong, but only two sons and two daughters can be left to this day.
The eldest daughter Zhaohua's second daughter Jinghe, her favorite is the fifteenth prince Yongyan, because she thinks he is the most similar to Hongli and has a personality that suits her temper. The seventeenth prince Yongtian has an ordinary qualification. Wei Ning'er hopes that he can have a happy and ordinary life.
"Why, why? God, why did you take my life away at this time? I haven't seen Zhaohua and Shuohe get married, and I haven't seen Yongyan grow up and become a talent. Yonglin is still so young?" The moment he closed his eyes, Wei Ning'er felt too much reluctance and reluctance in her heart. He heard the crying of several young children in her ears, and she also saw Hongli, who had always been disliked, with sadness and reluctance on her face.
This man she loved and entangled all her life but did not belong entirely to her. They finally said goodbye.
"Fu Heng, I can finally find you."
Feeling that his body was floating, many phantoms appeared in front of him. Wei Ning'er couldn't see clearly and thought that she had arrived at the underworld.
"Do you think God is unfair to you?" A slightly cold voice suddenly broke into her ears.
"Who, who is talking to me?" Wei Ning'er was a little surprised. She actually heard a voice similar to a man.
Am I not dead yet?
The strong desire to survive gave her a glimmer of hope.
"Do you want to live again?" The voice repeated again.
"Who are you?" Wei Ning'er asked again impatiently.
The voice sighed deeply and said, "The sins in front of you are very serious. Some people die because of you, and some people are killed by you. If you want to be reborn and reincarnated, you need to atone for your sins. There is still a long way to go before you."
"What do you mean? Can I choose the way to rebirth?" Wei Ning'er couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in her heart. She wanted to be reborn too much. She still had a lot of things to do, she still had a few children, and needed her protection. She also had an unfulfilled wish, hoping to see the Qing Dynasty become the most prosperous era with Hongli.
"Just sign a contract with me, you can be reborn." The voice sounded again, with a strong sense of temptation.
Wei Ning'er's eyes were firm. She was a woman with a firm idea. Under the situation in front of her, she might as well listen to the person's orders. So she quickly made up her mind. "As long as I am reborn, I can agree to you with any conditions." It seemed that she had acquiesced to her intentions, and the voice that disappeared for a while also rang again: "As long as you fulfill the wishes of the deceased, the higher the satisfaction you get, the greater your hope of rebirth."
"What is satisfaction?" Wei Ning'er was about to understand, but saw that the scene in front of her had changed.
The voice rang again. "There is your path to rebirth in front of you, so take it seriously. Do as much good as possible and do less evil. You can use the resources given to you by the system to complete tasks, otherwise you will always fall into the cycle of reincarnation."
"Hey, haven't you said how to get more satisfaction?"
"It's indeed a greedy guy." The voice seemed to mutter unconsciously. Wei Ning'er didn't hear what he was saying, but felt that his body seemed to float with the wind for a few times, and then he arrived at a very strange place.
I saw a big turntable in front of me, with some colorful things on it, some houses and some characters, like stickers. But the characters' expressions were very realistic. She didn't know what this meant.
Are these the places she is going?
When she saw the arrow on it, it seemed that she could just follow the arrow.
So she stretched out her hand on the arrow and clicked casually.
Chapter completed!