She didn't know how long she had been sleeping like this, but Wu Sheyue suddenly opened her eyes. A tearing pain came from her chest and she let out a soft breath. The cold sweat that immediately broke out on his forehead condensed into water drops and slid down. She pressed her chest with difficulty, her palms were a little numb, but she still felt the moist texture on her chest.
She gasped and looked around, was this... not dead
In front of her were ancient wooden beams, and the broken spider webs on them were clearly visible. It seemed that she had been thrown into some remote old house by the man. But why...why not let her die in the fire.
Wu Sheyue covered her chest with one hand, and struggled to stand up with the other hand. Next to her was a wooden box, and her body was very weak. She leaned against the box, lowered her head and lifted up her clothes to check the wound. But when she saw the clothes, she felt a little confused.
This... is this a costume? She was shocked and immediately opened her collar. The skin inside was smooth and soft, unlike her own. There was no bleeding in the area where there was severe pain in the chest. There was a lot of bruises and bruises there. Judging from the symptom analysis, it seemed that someone had kicked her hard.
Wu Sheyue lost her strength in shock. She endured the abnormal stiffness in her body and climbed up. Then she saw that she was wearing a very shabby white ancient costume. Looking at the wooden box next to it, it was clearly a coffin!
She looked at her fingers anxiously. After years of making props and makeup, her nails were always protruding. But the fingers of the hands in front of me are slender and the skin is white and tender. The nails have rounded edges, and there is not even a trace of paint in the gaps.
An unbelievable and unavoidable thing flashed in my mind: It's not my body!
The body's limbs were stiff and uncoordinated, and it clearly lacked exercise. Although I am not up to standard in various abilities, I am still better than the average person.
Wu Sheyue quickly looked around. Here was a simple mourning hall, with a lonely tablet placed on the table at the other end of the coffin - Yin Qiuming. Although the surrounding furnishings are shabby, the details and patterns of each item reveal ancient charm and are truly antiques.
Wu Sheyue quickly came to the door. There were paper money floating in this dilapidated courtyard, which looked particularly desolate and strange. She desperately wanted to find a mirror and see who she had become.
Just as she was about to walk out, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and a girl with a maid's double bun walked in. She had a bad look on her face. She came to the funeral hall wearing a peach-pink dress and carrying a food box in her hand.
Seeing Wu Sheyue, the two of them were stunned for a moment as they looked at each other.
Wu Sheyue was thinking about how to ask the first person who had just arrived, but the little maid spoke quickly, "Oh~ Third Miss, are you willing to wake up? Chuntao just happened to bring you food. Eat after you wake up." , eat and then go back to sleep." Chuntao said and smiled, for fear that Wu Sheyue wouldn't be able to see her sarcasm.
Third lady? Wu Sheyue immediately made a judgment about her identity. But... the ending of this third lady seems to be quite tragic? Can a maid bully her
Wu Sheyue was judging her situation, but when Chuntao saw her silence, she shook her head and walked inside, still saying, "Haha~ you can still sleep so dead after keeping vigil for your own mother, some people are really big-hearted."
"What did you say?" Wu Sheyue finally said coldly. Is the dead Yin Qiu Ming the mother of the third young lady
Chuntao was putting the food box on the lid of the coffin. She stopped opening the lid, turned around, stared at her eyes, and said impatiently, "I asked you, are you tired of watching the funeral? Why don't you come here and kneel properly? You Aren't you going to find a way to go out to find the Eighth Prince again? The Eighth Prince has made it clear that he despises an ugly monster like you. Madam, please stay in the mourning hall and don't go out to embarrass yourself. You've caused trouble, aren't you? We servants are suffering, can you still be kind? Forget it, you are too stupid to understand anyway. It’s not like we servants are busy... "
Very good. After Chuntao finished cursing, Wu Sheyue also found the key points. The most important thing is that this body turns out to be stupid... Wu Sheyue couldn't describe how she felt at this moment. She could only say that no wonder the third lady was dealt with so miserably
Although she had nothing to do with this third lady before, from now on, she is the third lady. She would be unhappy if she was scolded as soon as she woke up.
At this time, Chuntao angrily threw a plate of cabbage on the coffin lid, spilling a lot of cabbage soup. She took out another steamed bun stained with dust and put it aside. "Okay, let's eat."
With that said, Chuntao stopped looking at Wu Sheyue and turned to leave.
"Since someone is dead, wouldn't it be bad for you to come here wearing pink clothes?" Wu Sheyue's tone contained a hint of danger.
Chuntao seemed to have heard some terrible joke, "Ha~ Who do you think you are? The third lady of the Xiangfu? I call you the third lady to give the master face, not to you! I was just born by a bitch, your mother will die Is it true that everyone in the world must wear sackcloth and show mourning? I've taken care of you enough by bringing you food, but you dare to pick and choose with me."
Chuntao didn't want to waste any more time, so she rolled her eyes and prepared to avoid Wu Sheyue. Wu Sheyue raised her eyebrows and suddenly raised her leg and kicked Chuntao in the crook of her leg. Chuntao knelt down without any warning.
"Ah -" The knee hit the hard ground with a thud. Chuntao felt severe pain in her knee, as if she was kneeling on a stone, and tears came out at once.
I heard Wu Sheyue say in a suspicious tone from the side, "Are you kneeling on the wrong side?" (To be continued)