Rebirth Against the Sky: Daughter of a Black Belly

The Southern Dynasties, the first year of Emperor Jing, the capital of the imperial capital

Today's first snow seems to be later than usual.Snowflakes fluttered down one after another, instantly covering the entire land with a layer of pure and flawless white.

It's the twelfth lunar month, and every household is busy with the upcoming New Year's Eve. It seems that the change of the old and new regimes half a year ago has not brought any changes to their lives...

The first snow came, and the winter was coming, and the north wind whizzed by, making the window lattices rattle.

In a dilapidated wing room, Shangguan Hui wrapped her shy little body tightly in the quilt, her eyes were closed tightly, and a look of extreme pain floated on her little red face.

In the dream, a man with cruel and cold eyes walked towards her step by step. Under the mask, she couldn't see his face clearly, but she was horrified by the murderous aura emanating from him.

Suddenly, the man in front of him had a sharp knife in his hand, and with a raised arm, the sharp knife suddenly pierced her chest, bleeding profusely...

"No, why did you kill me? Why did you kill me? I didn't do anything wrong, why did you do this to me?"

A pair of skinny little hands tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, and she screamed, cried, and cried desperately, and the hair on her forehead was soaked in cold sweat.

Shangguan Hui suddenly woke up from the nightmare, sat up, panting heavily, her little face that was still red a moment ago turned pale.

She subconsciously looked around and found that she was still in that dilapidated room.

It was this dream again... For a month, every night tortured her so much that she couldn't sleep peacefully...

The window was suddenly blown open by the wind, and the cold wind poured in mercilessly. Shangguan Hui shivered frequently, jumped out of the bed, ran to the window barefoot, closed the wooden window blown open by the wind again, turned around, and took another breath. He ran back to the bed and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.

All around, deathly silence.The boundless darkness submerged her little by little, and all she could feel was the endless pain and hatred!

She, Shangguan Hui, was the daughter of Shangguan Wenyong, Prime Minister of the Left, and his original wife.Unexpectedly, when her biological mother gave birth to her, she had dystocia, and she passed away without even taking a second glance at her.Since then, she has been branded as "unlucky" and "hit with a gram".Not even a year after his mother passed away, his father married a step-wife, and took in four concubines one after another, and all of them scrambled to prolong his heirs.The wise and great prime minister's father even isolated her in the deserted courtyard at the south corner of the prime minister's mansion when she was five years old, and lived a life that was worse than that of the servants.That year, my father's official career was hindered, and he listened to the advice of a fortune teller, saying that as long as he isolates her, he can not only protect his official career, but also prevent the young and old in the mansion from being hurt by her destructive pure yin energy.

Gradually, she, the daughter of the main wife, was forgotten in a humble corner, and no one cared about her...

He touched his thin face with his hands, and it looked haggard, extremely haggard.How does this look like the face of a 14-year-old girl?

Shangguan Hui couldn't help flashing a hint of emotion in her silent dark eyes.This poor child... No one knows that she actually died in Huangquan during the severe typhoid fever a month ago.The mother-in-law and maid who served her refused to hire a doctor for her, that's all, but they went so far that they didn't even give her food, leaving her to starve to death on the bed! ! !

And she, Xiao Lingyue, was reborn with her body at that time!