Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Chapter 91
Yin Luo strolled, thoughts flying in his mind.

She used forbidden techniques to reshape her heart and she would not feel tired or hungry in the short term, but she only had twelve hours.

She must give Yu Ruyi and the others those three pills.

At that time, Xie Yuxun's true energy surged, affecting everyone. Yu Ruyi and the three of them were already hungry, thirsty and had no physical strength. If they were injured by her true energy, if they did not take medicine, they would probably die within an hour...

Yin Luo could feel his beating heart in his chest, which was more energetic than usual.

This is the flashback after using the ban.

She raised her eyes and carefully observed Chang Lin Jinghai around her.Then she stopped, looked at the strange mirrors not far to the right, frowned and said, "Wait! Look there..."

The four of them all followed her gaze and saw that the mirrors were arranged regularly, forming something similar to a circle. They quickened their pace and walked around the mirrors.

This is actually a mirror room!
The surrounding mirrors are orderly surrounding the mirror room in all directions, and the floor of the mirror room is different from the outside. It is paved with strange patterns.There is also a square brick in the middle of the mirror room, with strange totems engraved on it, which look like the connections between the stars in the sky and the meridians of acupuncture points on the human body.

Yin Luo walked closer to the square brick, trying to see what it was.But just when she was just one step away from the square tile, several mirrors around her suddenly moved——

Those mirrors rotated to form phantoms, moving back and forth inconsistently, as if some strange formation had been activated!

The square brick suddenly protruded from the ground and made a "click" sound!

The five long mirrors broke away from the rotating mirror group almost at the same time, approaching the five people by one meter!
However, the rotation of the mirror group on the outside is speeding up, and they seem to be in a whirlpool——

Yu Ruyi, Ming Fang, Meng Qingyue, Chi Ye, and Yin Luo came closer to each other. They looked at the five mirrors warily, and saw that what was reflected in the mirrors was no longer their figures, but some fragmentary and incomplete pictures intertwined. emerge...

The gleaming solitary mountain of Shangtianjian, the nineteen-story golden pagoda on the Changlin cliff in the south of the Yangtze River reaches the sky, and the boxes of gold, silver, pearls and jade are extremely extravagant. Scenes from the past appeared one after another in the mirror. Yu Ruyi frowned, but saw those rich and luxurious things. It gradually faded into a snowy day.

In the dead of winter, heavy snow falls like knives, and the cold wind blows up the doors and windows of poor people's homes, pours into the house, and freezes the heart.

Thick snow had fallen on the street, and a young couple in ragged clothes supported each other and walked in the snow. Every time they set foot, the snow would make a squeaking sound when their single cloth shoes with holes were stepped on.

The infant baby in the woman's arms giggled twice when she heard the sound.

The couple were wearing single clothes in autumn, but the baby was wrapped in two pieces of extremely thick cotton cloth overlapped together.Now the couple's faces were blue and purple from the cold, and their fingers were swollen and cracked. However, the baby was fine, but his little face was exposed to the wind for a long time and was a little red.

Seeing this situation, the woman smiled, and the corners of her pale mouth were cracked. She was unconscious. She just touched the baby's face with trembling hands, "Yu'er." She called out gently.

The man lowered his eyes and looked very sad. The interaction between his wife and the child in front of him did not make him feel happy at all.

He has his worries.

A serious drought occurred in the northwest of Daliang this year. The crop seedlings sown in the spring dried up in early summer. Their place is remote and they cannot receive the food allocated by the court for disaster relief. Many people in the village have died here. On an unusually cold winter day, he and his wife exchanged all the food at home for some ewe milk from a neighbor to feed their three-month-old child. The couple dug some grass roots from the ground to eat, which was considered anti-epidemic. A few days passed.

But what should we do in the coming days?

After the children finished drinking the goat milk they exchanged, the snow became thicker and thicker, and they had no extra energy to dig out grass roots to eat.

On this trip, they planned to return to their hometown.My hometown is far away from here. I have to walk through two mountains to get there.

The world calls that place Gushan, and there is a family named Yu at the foot of the mountain. They inherit the divine will and are named "Shangtianjian".

The man shuddered and suddenly smelled the aroma of food in the air. He shook his head and thought, how could this be?He must be hallucinating from the cold. It's not yet noon. Who would eat so early?
However, the next second, he saw the window of the house on the left open. There was smoke rising from the kitchen, and it was thick in the cold air outside. The woman who was cooking exhaled and touched her ears, and saw the smoke dissipating. After that, he quickly closed the window again, as if he was afraid of the cold air pouring into the house.

"Rice soup..." The wife sniffed and swallowed, her stomach growling a few times.

The man was also very hungry. They had eaten nothing but grass roots these days. The sudden smell of the fragrant rice soup aroused the long-dormant hunger in his stomach. He glanced at his thin wife and said, "Fan Ling, just wait, I'll beg for a bowl..." After he finished speaking, he ran towards the window that had just been opened.

Fan Ling opened her lips. She didn't want her husband to do such an undignified thing, but before she could keep him, he had already arrived at the window of the house.

"Dong dong——" The man knocked on the window twice.

The cook in the kitchen opened the window. She frowned when she saw the man in tattered clothes standing outside the window. With an irritated look on his face, he scolded: "A beggar? We don't have anything to eat at home these days. I'll reward you with something. Come on, come on!" The man lowered his eyebrows and took a deep breath. Thinking of his wife and children, he raised his head and said, "Just a little." He paused for a long time, looked at the woman in the kitchen, and added, "Please ”

Fan Ling behind her clenched her fists, and two tears fell silently, and she quickly wiped them away.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the infant child, who was looking at her and smiling.

"Yu'er is good..."

The woman who was cooking rice did not expect that the man outside the window would say such soft words. She sighed, took a spoonful of rice soup, put it into a broken bowl, handed it to him, and expelled: "Let's go quickly." Let’s go!” He immediately closed the window.

The man nodded, took it and thanked him, and then left with the warm rice soup. He looked at the clear soup without a few grains of rice, but still smiled and returned to Fan Ling and the child.

He swallowed several times and pursed his lips, but still handed it to Fan Ling resolutely, "Drink it. It's been really hard for you to hold the baby all the way."

Fan Ling's eyes were a little red, and she shook her head, "Zhizhou, I'm not hungry yet."

How could you not be hungry?He was going to starve to death.

Zhizhou was about to retort when he saw Fan Ling looking at the child and saying, "Feed it to our Yu'er."

The rebuttal stuck in his throat, his wife and children were equally important to him.

Zhizhou compromised and said, "Okay."

The couple found a sheltered place and slowly fed the bland rice soup to the child.

The wind and snow were getting stronger, and those thin and ragged clothes could only cover the flesh, but could not protect against the cold. Fan Ling leaned in Zhizhou's arms and held the child tightly, while the parents shielded him from the wind.

It was almost night, but they didn't leave.

Fan Ling gradually lost consciousness and fell into Zhizhou's cold arms.

Late at night, the snow stopped.

Zhizhou closed his eyes forever.

It's daytime again, and the wind and snow come again.

The baby's cry echoed through the vast and white world, and an old man with white clothes and white hair slowly descended from the sky and walked straight to the dead couple.The old man bowed to them and sighed, then picked up the swaddle.

He looked down at the crying baby, waved his hand, and the Yuhe scroll flew out of his sleeve and slowly unfolded in the air. The scroll emitted a subtle white light, and then two words appeared on the scroll -

As one wishes.

The old man held the baby in his arms and muttered: "Ruyi, Ruyi. God has given you a name, so may you have everything you wish for in your life."

After burying the couple who either starved to death or froze to death, the old man flew into the air with the baby in his arms and disappeared in an instant.

Yu Ruyi stared at the picture in the mirror, fell to her knees, and never stood up again.

He didn't even blink, he just stared at the scene that appeared repeatedly in the mirror.

He is the child back then, Yu Zhizhou is his father, and He Fanling is his mother.

His parents died of hunger and cold.

Yu Ruyi involuntarily grasped the silver-patterned jade clothes on his body that were worth thousands of gold. He knelt in front of the mirror. In his eyes, mind, and heart, only the scene in the mirror remained: the snowstorm flying in the sky, the couple with frozen bodies. , the surviving baby...

(End of this chapter)