On April 21st of the third year of Yuanqi, everything is going well.
Hong'er looked at the situation in front of her, but she didn't feel at all that today's day is going well.
"Dead, dead?" She widened her eyes and raised her head in disbelief. The veiled woman on the opposite side didn't answer, but frowned and looked at the still-skeletal female corpse on the ground.
Hong'er pressed her dry lips tightly, staring at the exquisitely embroidered cuckoo bird on her veil: "Didn't you say that you just chatted casually with Miss! How could Miss die?!"
The woman's eyebrows twitched slightly, and finally raised her head to look at Hong'er, and said with some embarrassment: "I didn't expect your young lady to be so weak, and you can chat casually... to death."
Hong'er: "..."
She is not in the mood to joke with her now. Today is the day of their young lady's big wedding, and everyone in the servant's mansion is so busy that they don't touch the ground. She and the young lady sneaked into the grove to breathe. Unexpectedly, halfway through the breath, they met the famous man in Chang'an City. What's more, the young lady and her hit it off like old friends, chatting in the woods. She didn't dare to disturb her, she retreated to the side, and when she heard the sound and came over to look, the breath had already become a dead breath.
She gritted her teeth, grabbed Du Juan's wrist, and dragged her away: "You follow me to see the master and madam!" The young lady died, and she, a servant girl, naturally couldn't get rid of it. Don't say that Mrs. Master won't spare her, even Miss's future husband-in-law, Mr. Xue Hou from Yongning Houfu, will take her skin off.
But even if she wants Hong'er to die, she will hold Du Juan as her back!
"Wait, wait!" The arm in her hand was pulled out abruptly, Hong'er turned her head, and saw Du Juan staring at herself with wide eyes, "Are you dying?"
Yes, of course she wants to, but in the current situation, she is dead anyway.
The person on the opposite side looked at her for a while, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes: "I have a way, which can not only save your life, but also make the wedding go ahead as scheduled."
Hong'er's heart skipped a beat: "What way?"
"I pretended to be your young lady and married into the Hou's mansion."
Hong'er frowned. Du Juan is a well-known liar in Chang'an City, and what she said cannot be believed at all. Her young lady hadn't been seriously ill since she was a child, so why did she die suddenly? Maybe it was her who killed her!
She has followed the young lady for many years, although it is hard to say how deep the relationship is, but she cannot let the young lady be killed in vain, but if she really grabs Du Juan to see the master and wife, she will only have a dead end...
"You don't have that much time to think about it. It is estimated that the people in the servant's mansion are already looking for you and your young lady." Du Juan looked at the sky and asked a little casually, "Whether you want to live or die, you choose yourself." .”
Of course there is no doubt about the answer, but Hong'er was still a little worried: "What if someone finds out?"
Du Juan laughed when he heard the words: "Who do you think I am? I am Du Juan, the greatest liar in Chang'an City. I am best at deceiving people."
Hong'er put her heart to one side, and complied: "Okay."
"I have to make some preparations now, you go and help me watch out."
Hong'er nodded, obediently went to watch the wind, and after a while, she listened to the people behind her. When she walked to the small slope, Du Juan had already changed into her young lady's clothes, and took off her veil. She looked at Du Juan's face, then at her young lady's face, and opened her mouth in disbelief: "Really It's unbelievable...”
The two faces are exactly the same, even she, the maid who has followed the lady for many years, can't see the slightest difference.
"If you know how many people I have pretended to be, you will find it even more incredible." Du Juan was obviously a little proud, and even the arc of the corner of his mouth was almost the same as that of the original owner. But Hong'er frowned slightly: "Your voice..."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Du Juan cleared his throat and said again, "Voice changing and disguise are my special skills."
With the exact same voice as Miss, Hong'er had already started to get used to this surprise, and turned to other questions: "How long can this mask be worn?"
"Don't worry, this is the best work I have devoted myself to research. Not only does it feel the same as human skin, but it is also waterproof, fireproof and breathable. Wearing it for half a year is easy, happy and burden-free!"
Hong'er: "..."
You are worthy of lying everyone, even those Hu merchants in Xishi City can bluff people.
As soon as she finished slandering, Du Juan said again: "There are few people here, and there is a small slope to cover it. The corpse will not be found for a while. Before dawn, bury her."
Hong'er nodded, she could only do this now.
"Also, now I am Liu Qinghuan, the third miss of your family, you have to remember clearly."
Hong'er was slightly taken aback, and bowed to her: "Slaves, please remember."
Du Juan - now Liu Qinghuan - nodded with satisfaction, she is still a clever girl.
The two returned to the servant's mansion together, and as soon as they entered the inner courtyard, they saw two women leading a large group of maids and maidservants coming towards them. Hong'er lowered her voice and said quickly: "The one on the left is the eldest lady Liu Qingya, married to the eldest son of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and the one on the right is the second lady Liu Qingli, who is as old as you and has not yet married."
Liu Qing smiled and nodded, stepped forward and called, "Eldest Sister, Second Sister."
The eldest sister glared at her pretending to be annoyed, and blamed her: "Where did you go, girl? I'm not afraid of missing the auspicious time!"
Liu Qinghuan smiled and didn't answer, the two elder sisters grabbed her into the room and began to dress and comb her hair. Putting on a turquoise wide-sleeved cardigan and long skirt, hanging a shawl, and inserting gold hairpins and jade tins on her hair, Liu Qinghuan quickly adapted to her new identity.
"Qing Huan, when you arrive at the Hou's Mansion, you must get along well with Lord Hou." The eldest sister did not forget to tell her a few words while helping her comb her hair.
The second sister twitched her lips and complained in a low voice: "She should be content if she can marry Xue Mu."
Liu Qinghuan blinked quickly when she heard the words. Speaking of Xue Mu of the Marquis of Yongning, he is a well-known figure.
After Xue Mu is the famous general Xue Cheng, he became famous in the battle of Qiang and Wu when he was young.
In the thirty-third year of the day after tomorrow, the eldest son of the first emperor rebelled. The third prince, with Xue Mu as his general, wiped out the rebel army swiftly and killed the eldest prince under his horse. The second prince took advantage of his sharpness, thinking that he was not as good as the third brother in terms of Wen Tao and martial arts, so he took the initiative to abdicate to let the virtuous. The third prince successfully ascended the throne, called Emperor Yan, and changed his year name to Yuanqi.
In the first year of Yuanqi, when Emperor Yan came to the throne, Xili took advantage of the chaos and invaded with heavy troops. Emperor Yan made Xue Mu his commander, leading an army of one hundred thousand to meet the enemy.
The Dacheng army passed through all the way, with momentum like a rainbow. It is said that during the final battle with the Xili army, Xue Mu rode a white BMW to shine in the night, and led the elite cavalry to charge forward. The army fled after hearing the sound, and the infantry at the rear of the line did not even see the enemy's shadow, and the battle was won.
In less than a month, the Dacheng army beat the Xili army until they cried and cried, and retreated back to Xili. Xue Mu led the army back in triumph, and the sky was full of joy. Xue Mu was granted the title of Marquis of Yongning, General of Pingxi, and the third rank of official worship. Xue Mu was also honored as the No. 1 War God of Dacheng by the people of Chang'an City.
However, what the people of Chang'an City talked about more was not the title of the First God of War, but Xue Mu's handsome face that made Zheng Duoduo, a famous prostitute in Pingkangfang, feel ashamed.
Dacheng's number one God of War is also Dacheng's number one beauty. Of course, no one dared to say this in front of Lord Hou.
There are more girls and women in Chang'an city who admire Lord Hou, than there are stars in the sky and fish in the water.
But such a Marquis who is popular all over the country is about to... marry him!
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but looked at herself in the mirror again, and then she found out heartbroken—are all the people in Chang'an City blind! The number one beauty of the great inheritance is obviously her Liu Qinghuan!
"The wedding party has already entered the Minister's Mansion, and the groom is being groomed in the yard!" A maid trotted into the door, and the people in the room became a little excited when they heard what she said. After waiting for a while, someone outside the door recited a makeup poem. Liu Qinghuan looked at the sky and saw that it was dusk. After remaining reserved in the room for a while, she finally left the boudoir surrounded by her two sisters and a group of maidservants, ready to perform the ceremony of laying a wild goose.
Sitting on the saddle facing south and facing north, supported by others, Liu Qinghuan listened to Xue Mu reciting poems outside the multiple screens. She was a little surprised, Xue Mu's voice was very warm and mellow, not rough like ordinary martial arts. When Xue Mushi had almost finished singing, the barrier between the two was finally removed by the boys and girls.
Xue Mu finally got it, and knelt down in front of Liu Qinghuan facing north. When he put the wild goose in his hand beside him, Liu Qinghuan secretly took a look at him. He was wearing a red robe and a black tasseled crown, with a faint smile on his mouth, and he was looking up at himself.
Liu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat, well, let him be the number one beauty in Dacheng. But what surprised her was that Xue Mu didn't have the killing spirit she had imagined. The first war god of the great inheritance looked so... gentle as jade.
Packing up her little thoughts, paying homage to her parents, and being admonished, accompanied by Hong'er, she was finally able to board the wedding car and go to the Hou's Mansion. Just before getting into the car, she covered the corner of her mouth with the round fan in her hand, turned her head and whispered into Hong'er's ear, "Do you know who I am?"
Hong'er didn't know what she meant, and looked at her with some hesitation: "You are the third lady of the Minister's Mansion, Liu Qinghuan."
Liu Qinghuan smiled suddenly, her beautiful eyes were as sly as a fox: "No, I am the greatest liar in Quan Chang'an, Du Juan."
Hong'er was stunned.
It was as if a turbulent wave was rushing past her mind, and Hong'er's face suddenly turned pale. Her lips trembled a little, as if she wanted to shout, but she forced herself to lower her voice and said, "You are such a liar!"
This liar call made Liu Qinghuan very useful. She looked at Hong'er with her eyes bent: "Let me add that I am still a gracious liar."
After speaking, she stepped into the wedding car without looking back.
Hong'er stood there in a daze for a while, then ran towards the grove. The people around thought she had dropped something and didn't pay attention. Hong'er held her breath, and ran all the way to the small slope where her young lady's body was hidden.
The sun had already set in the west, and she took advantage of the dim afterglow of the setting sun to look down the small slope.
Where is the "corpse" of her young lady.