Chapter 1

March 16, good luck.

Today is a good day for King Dingyuan to get married.

With the sound of music and firecrackers, the ten mile long street is full of people watching.

"King Dingyuan? Didn't Miss Shen Da, the eldest daughter of general Shen, the Duke of the state, just married three days ago? "

"I heard that Miss Shen fell ill in bed just after she passed the door, so Miss Shen offered to marry King Dingyuan to be his side concubine, and she was very happy for Miss Shen."

"What side concubine, it's nice to say, but it's just a concubine!"

"Happy? Well, that's all a cover up story. Who knows that Wang Dingyuan is after Miss Shen, but he and Miss Shen were arranged from a young age, so he had to marry. They said that Miss Shen died soon after she came in. Who knows whether she was really ill or was hurt by the king of Dingyuan and the second sister of Shen... "

"Hush! You can say that with your head off. Shut up

The whispers of the people on the street did not reach the ears of Chu Shaoyang, king of Dingyuan.

Chu Shaoyang is standing in front of the gate of the mansion, waiting for the red sedan chair to come to the door.

He was dressed in a bright red gold embroidered Python suit, with a gold belt around his waist, which showed that he was more and more elegant and upright. His handsome eyebrows and eyes were full of laughter, and the congratulatory words of greeting guests were heard all over the body, which was a happy scene.

And Dingyuan palace in a remote old courtyard on the wooden bed, lying a dying girl.

She was Shen Ning, a young lady who had just been married to Dingyuan palace for three days.

Hearing the joy coming from outside, Shen Ning opens her eyes. A touch of reluctance flashed in her eyes. She tries hard to get up, but suddenly falls down. A mouthful of blood spurts out and stops breathing.

At the moment when the second miss of the Shen family entered the bridal sedan, the eldest lady of the Shen family died and her soul returned to Hentian.

"Bang Dang!" One.

The servant girl who just brought water into the door was scared to death when she saw this scene. The copper basin in her hand fell to the ground.

She rushed to Shen Ning and burst into tears.

"Miss! You, you can't die, you can't leave as small as a person... "

As small as lying on Shen Ning's body, crying to death.

"Hiss!"

Shen Ning, who was still in bed, suddenly gave out a cry of pain, covered her chest, and then slowly opened her eyes and looked at Xiaoru.

"Little girl, you hurt me."

Almost surprised, raised his head like a faint.

It's a fake corpse!

"Deceitful, deceitful, deceitful..." She was so frightened that she shivered and her tongue knotted.

Cheat you, cheat.

Shen Ning, who just passed by, couldn't help rolling her eyes and slapped her in the face.

"Miss, I'm not pretending to be dead. I'm pretending to be dead. Oh, no, I'm not dead at all."

"You are not dead, young lady?" Xiaoru was surprised and happy, excited.

"How can I be willing to die if I'm not dead yet A strange light flashed through Shen Ning's eyes.

At this time, Shen Ning is not that Shen Ning.

Her soul is no longer the submissive and bullying Miss Shen, but from modern memory master Shen Ning, who has the title of the king of memory.

She has accepted all the memory of the Lord.

The real Shen Ning, on the wedding night, vomited blood after drinking a swallow's nest porridge. He was then thrown into the old firewood room by King Chu Shaoyang of Dingyuan to let him live and die on his own. However, he declared that Miss Shen was critically ill and was busy marrying Miss Shen Er to celebrate.

Shen gazed into the air and clenched his fist.

"What they owe you, I'll get it back for you! Now, you can go at ease

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