The emperor's favorite belly black little poisonous queen

Chapter 6 Farce
Lian Jin whispered: "If this matter has nothing to do with you, why did you blurt out 'Doctor Cheng' the moment you came?"

She turned around and walked to the coffin, quietly watching Dong Yuerong's disguise, without saying a word.

On that side, Lian Sheng's face became darker and darker.

He said in a deep voice, "Say, who ordered you!"

Nanny Zhong was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Shen Shulian.Almost immediately, regardless of the restraint of the two soldiers beside her, she knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowed and said, "It's the old slave who made a mistake. Seeing that the second lady entered the mansion, I'm afraid she will threaten the position of the lady." , It’s the old slave who made his own decision and has nothing to do with Madam, General!”

She had a runny nose and tears, describing how embarrassing she was.

Before Lian Sheng could ask again, she kowtowed in Shen Shulian's direction, and said in a mournful voice, "Ma'am, it's the old slave who hurt you, and it's the old slave who is sorry for you. Madam is kind, and never treats the old slave like that." My servant, today this old slave can only apologize with death!"

Lian Jin flew over, but it was too late, a handful of blood spilled on the ground, the soldiers beside him were still a little dazed, and Nanny Zhong had already fallen to the ground slowly with the bloody incision on her neck.

What a loyal servant!Lian Jin turned to look at Lian Sheng, and at a glance, she saw Shen Shulian, mother and daughter, heaving a sigh of relief.

She was a little angry, but she calmed down quickly, and slowly evoked a cruel smile in her heart. There was no rush for this matter, not to mention, what she wanted their mother and daughter to repay was not just these!
A farce ended with the death of Nanny Zhong.

Lian Jin leaned against the window sill, quietly looking at the gloomy sky outside the window.

I'm afraid it's going to rain soon.

Nanny Zhong took over all this matter with her death, even if she had doubts about the winning streak, she had to be afraid of Shen Shulian's identity.

That day, she watched Lian Sheng frown and wave away a group of idlers and others with a dark face.

The people in Shen Shulian's room, apart from the dead Nanny Zhong, Xiao Tao who was taken down the day before was also scolded and kicked out of the mansion.Nanny Zhong has served Shen Shulian for a long time, and she is like a right-hand man.Shen Shulian lost the nanny who had taken care of her since she was a child, and it also deepened her husband's dislike for her, which was not worth the loss.

If it was said that she still cared about her face and put on a show, but at this time, she no longer acted.Soaking in the Buddhist hall all day long, looking at Lian Jin's eyes no longer concealed the deep hatred.

The night wind was a little cool, and the streamer that wiped the forehead moved and brushed against the face, making it slightly itchy.The mother has already been buried, and the first seven days have passed, and the mother's funeral has been arranged, and she has already rested in the mansion for a day.

After several days of sleepless nights, this sleep lasted until noon.She was leaning against the window, the dark clouds drifted over quickly, and a few drops of coolness fell on the face. After a while, accompanied by a crashing sound, the raindrops slapped on the ground, and soon a small pool of water gathered.

She closed the window, listened to the sound of rain for a while, got up, walked back to the dressing table and sat down, took off her slightly damp forehead.

The person in the mirror has bright eyes and white teeth, and red lips that are spotless and red. If the corners of the eyes are slightly narrowed, it will be two crescent moons.

A pair of sword eyebrows resembles a man, which adds a bit of heroism to this face.

In the center of the skin that has been covered by the forehead all year round, there is a thin and short scar.It has been a few years, the scar has faded a lot, only a little pink, which is different from the surrounding skin.

She touched the small scar and remembered some long-ago events.

That was when she was six years old. She was at the age of playing, and she would often sneak out of the house behind her mother's back to play.

Her family's martial arts school is located in a secluded place, and after going out the door and turning a few streets, it is the bustling streets of Shangjing.

That day, she took some small silver and wanted to buy a bunch of sweet candied haws from the shopkeeper, so she turned around the street in front of her house, and several luxuriously dressed children walked towards her.

Xiao Lianjin subconsciously took a few steps aside.

But among those few children, there was one who recognized her, and blurted out: "Isn't this the fatherless wild child in Zhenghong Wuguan? It really is a wild child, dressed so shabby, shameless!"

The other children immediately echoed, "You wild child without a father! You wild child without a father! Shameless!"

Several people surrounded her laughing and cursing, what's more, they even picked up stones and threw her.

Although Lian Jin is small, he has a strong self-esteem.

"Who said I don't have a father! My father is very kind to me, but he often travels far away!"

"Hahaha, you're so ridiculous, the wild child also fantasizes about having a father, so go ahead and dream!"

Lian Jin's face turned red from holding back, and he pushed the little boy who was mocking her.

Immediately pushed back.

At that time, she was only six years old, and she started to learn martial arts at the beginning, but she only learned some basic skills such as Zhamabu, not to mention that the opponents were all boys who were older than her, and they were stronger than her. Pushing and shoving in the middle, he soon lost the wind.

Somebody pushed her hard, she was pushed to the ground, her forehead hit the edge of a step, the center of her forehead was broken, and blood flowed down the bridge of her nose. She gritted her teeth, refused to cry out the pain, and just stared at them fiercely. .

The leading boy stared and said, "What are you staring at! I'll slap you!"

He raised his hand, but before he could swing it down, he suddenly felt his wrist tighten, and he was actually grabbed by someone.

There was a young man in a black brocade robe with a forehead wiped across his forehead, looking at the man coldly, with a force on his hand, the little boy staggered a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"Several people are ganging up on bullying a little girl, who knows how to be ashamed." He was expressionless when he spoke, as if he was extremely disgusted.

The boy was obviously not convinced, seeing that the man was about the same age as them, and there was only one adult following him, he immediately called his companions to come forward.

Unexpectedly, the boy didn't move, the person behind him said "I'm courting death", turned around, and the group of boys all fell to the ground.

The other party was a child, and that person was obviously the one to attack lightly.Seeing that they couldn't get any good, the boys gritted their teeth and got up, cursing and running away.

Lian Jin stared blankly at the boy walking towards him, took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and handed it to her.

She was a little hesitant, the Fangsi was soft to the touch, if it was stained with blood... The boy suddenly grabbed Sipa, said "Trouble", and wiped the blood off her forehead, she had no choice but to murmur: "Thank you. "

The young man took a serious look at the wound on her forehead, frowned slightly and said, "The wound is a bit deep, I'm afraid it will leave a scar." After thinking for a moment, he took off his forehead wipe, stuffed it into Lian Jin's hand, and said: " If you have a scar in the future, you can use this forehead wipe to cover it, it's just a small injury, it doesn't get in the way."

Lian Jin held the forehead wipe, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were cold.

On the inside of the forehead, embroidered with a delicate golden thread peony.

In her last life, she didn't know until later that such a pattern was used by the royal family.

If it wasn't for the reunion later, when she found out that Xiao Hao was the one who saved her back then, she might not have fallen into it so quickly.

When she was reborn in this life, she encountered something about her mother at the very beginning, and she didn't realize that she had been wearing this forehead until now.

Yes, in the last life, she cherished this wiping forehead so much. She knew that Xiao Hao had a big heart and gave her something that was not suitable for women at will, but she still carried it with her every day like a treasure.

Her hand lightly stroked the delicate little peony on the inner side of her forehead, which has been worn out over the years.Tighten your hands slightly.She closed her eyes slightly, and the curse she said before she died in her previous life resounded in her mind: Xiao Hao, Lian Qinru, I, Lian Jin, I curse you not to die well.

When he opened it again, his eyes had returned to a deserted state.

Mother's funeral is over, it's time to pack up and face the battle.

(End of this chapter)