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Chapter 1 Reincarnation
  "The princess!"

The intermittent choking sounds were disturbing and disturbing.

Jiang Shaohua's head was dizzy, his eyes seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't open them. He struggled to say two words: "Shut up!"

What came back was an excited exclamation: "The princess has spoken!"

"Great! The princess finally woke up. Woohoo!"

When you get to the underworld of Huangquan, you won’t be able to have a moment of peace.

Jiang Shaohua's heart was filled with anger. He didn't know where he got the strength, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

The two little maids squeezed their heads and hung above her eyes. One's eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and the other's nose was filled with snot.

"The princess is awake!" the red-eyed little rabbit shouted in surprise.

Sniffles wiped her nose happily: "I'll call Mother Zhang."

"Yinzhu, Tubai!" Jiang Shaohua's nose felt sour and he murmured: "You are all here."

These are the two personal maids who grew up with her.

When she was ten years old, she was admitted to the palace by Empress Dowager Zheng, and Yin Zhu Tubai accompanied her into the palace. Later, Yinzhu died tragically in the palace in order to protect her master. Tubai married with her, and died within a few years of the plague that ravaged the capital.

She lived to be thirty-five years old, and was poisoned to death by Emperor Taixi on her birthday. She closed her eyes and died in anger and unwillingness. I never thought that when I arrived in Huangquan, I would meet Yin Zhu Tubai first.

How come they two are only thirteen or fourteen years old?
  Jiang Shaohua stretched out his hand to hold Tubai, who was about to leave eagerly, and was shocked by the warm skin he touched.

This is clearly the body temperature of a living person.

Wait, why are her hands so much smaller?

Jiang Shaohua's pupils suddenly shrank, and a shocking thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Yin Zhu, go get the makeup mirror."

Yin Zhu was confused, but without asking any further questions, he quickly brought a bronze mirror in the shape of a crabapple flower.

The bronze mirror was smooth and bright, clearly reflecting the face of a young girl.

It's a bit reluctant to call her a girl. The face in the bronze mirror looks somewhere between a girl and a young girl.

Her long, smooth black hair was spread over her shoulders, and her skin was so white that it seemed to glow.

The eyebrows are like crescent moons, the eyes are like dotted paint, the bridge of the nose is slightly raised, and the lips are like red vermilion. She already has a stunning face at a young age.

"What year is it now?" Jiang Shaohua's voice trembled slightly, and it was only then that he realized that his voice was particularly childish.

Yin Zhu was confused when asked: "Why did the princess suddenly ask these questions?" Could it be that she was haunted by a nightmare?
  Tu Bai's wrist was so painfully clenched that his eyes flashed with water: "Princess, my hand is about to break."

Jiang Shaohua calmed himself down, let go of his hand, and looked down, only to see that Tu Bai's wrist had been strangled with a circle of marks.

She only used three-thirds of her strength, how come she made the hand seal?

Full of doubts and fog.

Jiang Shaohua took a deep breath: "You guys step back first and go call Mother Zhang."

Yin Zhu Tubai looked at each other and took the order to retreat. After a while, a woman entered the house. This woman is about thirty-two or thirty years old, with an oval face, beautiful appearance, and neatly dressed.

It was Jiang Shaohua's wet nurse Zhang Mama.

Zhang's mother's maiden name is Zhuyue. When she was young, she was the personal maid of Jiang Yan, the princess of Nanyang. Two years after Jiang Yan married into the family, Zhang's mother was promised to marry a guard in the palace. A few years later, the guard died protecting his master during a hunting trip. Zhang’s mother was so distraught that she gave birth to a posthumous son prematurely and died before the full moon was over.

At this time, Jiang Shaohua was born. Zhang's mother wiped away her tears and became Jiang Shaohua's wet nurse.

Jiang Yan risked her life to give birth to a daughter, but she died less than a year later.

In Jiang Shaohua's heart, Zhang's mother, the wet nurse, was half his mother.

Unfortunately, when she went to the capital, Zhang's mother fell ill and was unable to go with her. Later, Zhang's mother fell ill and died, and master and servant were separated forever.

At this moment, all the yearning and longing that had been suppressed in my heart for more than twenty years came to my mind. Jiang Shaohua's eyes suddenly became hot, and he threw himself into Zhang's mother's arms and cried.

Zhang's mother was startled, and she quickly hugged her ten-year-old master and coaxed her: "Did the princess have a nightmare? Don't be afraid. There are slaves here, and all evil spirits must be kept away."

Jiang Shaohua clutched Zhang's mother's sleeve tightly and cried uncontrollably.

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At the age of ten, she followed her father's advice and left Nanyang County and entered the palace. I never returned to Nanyang County after that.

The huge Nanyang Palace and family property fell into the hands of his father.

When she was sixteen years old, Empress Dowager Zheng arranged for her to have a political marriage with the powerful Wang family.

She already had a sweetheart, but she felt soft after Empress Dowager Zheng cried out. In order to secure the throne of the young emperor, she broke off with her sweetheart and married into the Wang family.

At the age of eighteen, she gave birth to her son. When she was twenty years old, her husband died unexpectedly, and she was reluctant to abandon her son and remarry. Resolutely remained a widow for more than ten years and raised her son.

As her son grew up day by day, he believed rumors and suspected that she was constantly involved with her old lover. He got into angry disputes with her and separated mother and son.

The son personally brought the glass of poisoned wine to her lips, looking at her with contempt and disgust: "For so many years, you have been involved with your old lover. He always makes things difficult for the Wang family, all because of you."

"You are frivolous, unchaste, unruly, and unworthy of being my mother."

The boy who hated her and blamed her for telling her to die immediately was actually the same person as the child who held her wrist tightly and relied on her wholeheartedly more than ten years ago.

The choices she made when she was young turned into sharp arrows that hit her between the eyebrows a few years later.

The moment the poisonous wine poured down her throat, she was filled with despair, grief, anger and grievance.

Zhang's mother kept stroking her back and comforted her softly: "The prince has been gone for a year, and the princess has been observing filial piety in the mansion. This filial piety is watched by the prince in heaven, and he will definitely keep the princess safe."

In the third year of Taikang, King Nanyang passed away. Jiang Shaohua observed his filial piety for his grandfather for a whole year. Today is the day of filial piety. It is now the fourth year of Taikang.

The people coming from the palace should be arriving at Nanyang Prince's Mansion soon.

Long-lasting memories quietly come to mind.

Jiang Shaohua stopped crying, slowly wiped his tears with a handkerchief, and said softly: "Mom, don't worry, I won't cry again in the future."

The tone was firm and decisive.

Zhang's mother was startled when she heard this and glanced at her master subconsciously.

Ten-year-old Jiang Shaohua straightened his slightly thin and fragile waist, and his dark eyes were as deep as a pool of water with no bottom.

It seems that in an instant, it has experienced countless winds and rains, but it still stands firm.

Zhang's mother was a little flustered and a little distressed.

Knock knock knock!
  The knock on the door was slow and steady, and there was concern in the voice: "Shaohua, dad is here to see you."

Jiang Shaohua's eyes turned cold.

Zhang's mother frowned slightly, then quickly returned to normal and stepped forward to open the door.

A man in his thirties stepped in. The man is tall and slender, with a gentle temperament and excellent appearance. Especially a pair of eyes, which are particularly beautiful.

Such as a jade gentleman, nothing more than that.

It was Jiang Shaohua's biological father, Lu Xuan.

The black hand who was the first to push her into the vortex quagmire in her previous life.

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　　I believe you can tell by reading the introduction that this book is different from Xiaoqing's previous romance novels. Put an end to love-mindedness, build a foundation in troubled times and strive to dominate the world. The heroine Jiang Shaohua is here~~(*^▽^*)
  　　
  　
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