A vicious concubine dressed as a villain

Chapter 82 Rebirth?
In the second year of the new emperor's accession to the throne, the king of Jin launched a palace change, his majesty died, and the queen was imprisoned in Fengluan Palace.

One month after King Jin ascended the throne, in Fengluan Palace on a certain day.

"Xie Yiqing, you are despicable." A gleam of hatred flashed in the eyes of Zhao Qingyun, who was dressed in fine clothes, at this time she was in a state of embarrassment, and she had long lost her former arrogance.

"Hahaha, let's die together."

She suddenly raised her head and laughed wildly, knocking over the torch beside her, and soon the raging fire ignited the entire palace.

Jin Wang Xie Yiqing glanced at her with complicated eyes, and saw his lips opening and closing, as if he was saying something to her, but the fire gradually became bigger and separated the two of them.

"Come on, it's on fire."

"His Majesty is still inside."

"Hurry up and put out the fire."

……

Zhao Qingyun only heard the sound of fire fighting before losing consciousness.

She smiled, a little sad, a little vicissitudes.

She was unlucky in this life, but when she met two brothers from the Xie family, she only wished that she could be an ordinary person in her next life.

It is said that before death, the memories of life will appear in the mind over and over again.

She seemed to see the day when she first met Xie Rongqi.

With just one glance, she knew that the man in front of her had the same ambition as her, so she gave up her engagement with the prince and planned to marry him.

If you want to say that the person she is most sorry for in this life is her sister-in-law, I'm sorry, Luoluo.

She slowly closed her eyes, waiting for the arrival of death.

"Miss, wake up, miss."

A familiar shout made Zhao Qingyun suddenly open his eyes.

What catches the eye is a maid dressed in maid costumes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, her round face looks very cute.

"Yue, Sister Yuefu, is that you?" Zhao Qingyun stared blankly at the person in front of her, but her voice was soft and sticky.

Isn't Sister Yuefu already dead?
At this moment, she was not only surprised, but more afraid, afraid that this was a dream.

With a bit of concern, Yuefu asked gently: "Miss, did you have a nightmare?"

Seeing that Zhao Qingyun's eye sockets turned red instantly, she pinched herself severely.

Hiss, it hurts.

Is this a dream?At this moment, her eyes were full of confusion, and tears had already wet her eye sockets.

Seeing her crying, Yuefu panicked all of a sudden, and comforted her a little helplessly: "Miss, the dreams are all fake, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

She cried even more sadly, is it fake?

That scene was so real. She finally understood at the moment before she died that money and rights are not important anymore. She only hopes to live an ordinary life with the one she loves.

"Sister Yuefu, I had a nightmare, it was so scary..."

Zhao Qingyun's eyes were full of fear, and he hugged the person in front of him tightly, with a bit of panic and trembling in his tone, as if he was frightened.

Yue Fu gently patted the little girl's back to comfort her, looked at her with caring eyes, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her tears, and said softly, "Miss is not afraid, it's all fake."

She looked at her immature and short hands, and an incredible idea appeared in her mind.

If all this is not a dream, then is she back to her childhood?
"Sister Yuefu, I'm a little hungry." Zhao Qingyun smiled innocently, showing no sense of disobedience.

"The servant girl is going to get some refreshments for the miss."

"By the way, miss, Madam said that she will take you into the palace tonight for a palace banquet."

After walking a few steps, Yuefu suddenly remembered this matter. She rubbed the back of her head, looked at Zhao Qingyun a little foolishly, and went to prepare snacks for her after she finished speaking.

Zhao Qingyun was stunned, and murmured a palace banquet?
She first looked at the clothes on her body, she was a little thin but not cold, and then hurried to the bronze mirror.

I saw that the child in the mirror was still a child, with baby fat growing on both sides of his cheeks, making him look chubby.

Could it be that she has returned to the time when she was six years old?When she was six years old, A Niang did take her to a palace banquet.

When she thought of this, she suddenly became a little happy, because at this time, King Jin was still in the cold palace, and the new emperor was still a poor little unfavored.

In this life, she will never fall in love with Xie Rongqi again.

She clenched her fists tightly and her eyes were full of hatred. The man promised to love her forever, but in the end, he not only killed her unborn child, but also left their Zhao family without a living.

Xie Rongqi, you don't even think about having another chance to stand up in this life.

And Xie Yiqing, what you owe me, I will ask you for it one by one.

Thinking of this, her eyes were full of coldness, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and a trace of determination appeared on her face.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuefu came back with two plates of snacks in her hand.

Upon hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhao Qingyun immediately returned to her innocent look, with a sweet smile on her face, and a soft voice: "Sister Yuefu, you are back."

Seeing Yuefu again, she felt a kind of sadness of regaining what was lost. Yuefu was a son of a family. She was originally A Niang's maid, but because of her bad temper, A Niang sent Yue Fu to serve her.

In her previous life, Yuefu should have been able to live happily ever after, but it was a pity that she blocked a sword for her once when she was assassinated, and died on the spot.

In this life, she will take good care of sister Yuefu, and there will never be any accidents in her previous life.

……

Evening banquet
Zhao Fuzhong

"Aniang, Luoluo wants to go too."

The Zhao family was about to leave for the palace when they saw a little girl running towards them from a distance, panting, pouted, looking at Mrs. Zhao with hope in her eyes.

After seeing the little girl, Mrs. Zhao looked at the husband next to her with some embarrassment, obviously she didn't know how to reject the little girl in front of her.

"This is a palace banquet. If you go to the palace with your temper, you will only cause trouble for your father."

Zhao Yang looked at the little girl, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and his tone became more serious unconsciously.

These words obviously disagreed with her going to the palace.

"Daddy," the little girl called out aggrievedly, as if she was about to cry the next moment.

She didn't understand why her eldest brother, second brother and third sister could go, but she couldn't. Did her father hate her?

"Aniang, I will be obedient, don't leave me alone at home, okay?"

The little girl held Mrs. Zhao with her small hand, her voice was obviously a little choked up, she bit her lip, with a look of grievance on her face, looking a little helpless and uneasy.

Looking at the appearance of her second daughter, Mrs. Zhao felt a little uncomfortable, and she started to waver, but...

"Luo'er, just stay at home and wait for Auntie..." Before Mrs. Zhao finished speaking, the little girl shook her hand away fiercely.

She ran while wiping her tears, shouting loudly: "I hate you."

Just as Mrs. Zhao wanted to catch up, Zhao Junmu led her younger siblings over, and she quickly forgot her little daughter behind her.

"Mother, Father." Zhao Qingyun called out sweetly.

At this moment, Zhao Yang seemed to be a different person. He looked at his eldest daughter dotingly, and said softly, "Here comes Ruan Ruan."

Hearing this call, she suddenly froze. This was her nickname. Since she married Xie Rongqi, no one has called her like this again.

(End of this chapter)