In Dongheng Capital, it was dead silent at midnight.
The gate of Prince Yun's Mansion slowly opened. Housekeeper Zhou Jin, with two servants, stepped on the ladder. He quickly took off the glazed lanterns on both sides of the horizontal board and replaced them with two plain white lanterns...
At the same time, the bamboo garden in the southeast corner of the prince's mansion was decorated with lanterns and ribbons. It was surprisingly quiet in the main room. A pair of dragons and phoenixes lit up the bright red curtain.
Princess Qing Huang's face was as bright as a phoenix's crown and her head was green. She was tied up on the couch. Her eyes were wide open as she stared blankly at the top of the tent. Her tears were like beads with a broken string. They flowed down her cheeks and smashed into her neck. It was a wet and cold sight.
The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and the door was pushed open with a creak.
As if sensing the approaching danger, the cowardly Princess Qingfeng's pupils shrank and her body trembled. She bit her lips and did not dare to make a sound.
" Eunuch Zhang, do you want to bring a soft chair here?" a eunuch asked.
Zhang Jinliang's shrill voice sounded as if he was rubbing a piece of porcelain with his nails. "I don't have time to use a soft chair. His Highness is in big trouble. Hurry up and carry him over..."
Princess Qingfeng was carried on the shoulder by the powerful eunuch. Her eyes were full of horror and unwillingness. She began to struggle desperately and shouted, "Let me go... I am the princess of the Southern Military... You can't..."
"Good evening, Princess. I'll send you to hell!" Zhang Jinliang picked up the porcelain pillow on the couch and slammed it hard on the back of Princess Qingfeng's head. Princess Qingfeng instantly fell silent.
"The imperial master said that we can't delay the time. Be quick!" Zhang Jin's sharp voice rose a few more degrees. "Kneel down and see the prince and princess off."
The servants and ministers of the closed mansion knelt down in unison and watched the mighty spirit support team silently walk through the streets at midnight in the Imperial City. They could only hear the uniform footsteps of their personal guards, which made people have an indescribable sense of solemnity.
The tallest building in the Imperial City of Dong Huan was a towering pavilion called the Canvass Lunar Restaurant.
A slender figure stood on the wide platform. The night wind blew his green and white robe, and it seemed that his clothes would turn into dust at any time.
A stream of light streaked across the sky and fell into Mount Meiju, which was located in the northeast of the Imperial City. After that, the star of the Zi Wei Wall, which had been dim for several months, lit up.
There was a ripple in the calm eyes of the man in white, and he became calm again.
Ming Yi gradually regained consciousness, and in the end, her memories were pushed into the raging sea of flames by the experimental assistant. The fiery tongue licked her skin and body's sharp pain, as if it could even smell the smell of burnt flesh.
"Doctor Ming, I've worked hard for you for two years. You can die for me!"
"Ah..." Ming Ru screamed. It was dark in front of her, and the back of her head throbbed in pain.
She was the heir of the family of mysterious doctors. At the age of three, she was caught by her grandfather to recite the "The Proficiency and ran of Great Doctors". At the age of twelve, she became a well-known old Chinese medicine doctor.
Because he had been oppressed badly by the Chinese Medicine Doctor since he was a child, the university rebelliously chose a major in surgery. When he was a graduate, he could complete large-scale surgery. He was called a gold medal surgeon with the "Hand of Angel".
Ming Ru was gifted in medicine. She was sent to M country by the medical college to participate in the research and development of drugs. In order to explore the combination of the excellent medical skills of doctors and the medical system, she made a doctor into an all-purpose medical team for the development of health and health.
Ming Ru had passed through layers upon layers of tests and obtained the qualifications to proceed to the second level of the examination.
On the night before they set off, they received a call from the experimental assistant, saying that there was an urgent mission that needed Ming Ruoruo to set off immediately.
She had worked in the research institute for two years, so she was not unfamiliar with the emergency tasks. She had once provided various measures for emergencies, and had even been to the battlefield filled with primitive chaos and gunfire.
Thinking back, Ming Ruo only remembered that she was in the laboratory assistant's car... and later on, it was because she was pushed into the sea of fire and burned with pain that she became clear-headed for a moment.
It was obvious that she had been set up by the experimental assistant, but the funny thing was that she didn't even know the reason why she had died.
All kinds of strange memories flashed through her mind, which not only made her dizzy, but also made her headache worse.
The marriage of the Third Prince of the Eastern Huan Empire, the Princess of the Southern Army, and the marriage alliance of the two countries was very good. The wedding date was delayed when the road was ruined. When they arrived at the imperial palace, they could only wait for the auspicious date to be chosen again.
The female official of the Third Prince's mansion took the tonic to the Courier Station to comfort her. The female official returned to the mansion to report that Princess Qingfeng was ugly... The Third Prince refused to marry her, so Princess Qingfeng could only stay in the Courier Station and go through thick and thin...
Seven days later, an imperial edict from the Dong Huan Empire came from the imperial palace, asking Princess Qingfeng of the Southern Army to marry Prince Yun.
In the eyes of outsiders, this was definitely a better marriage than marrying the Third Prince—Prince Yun was the only super-class Infante in the Dong Huan Empire. He had outstanding military achievements, and even the emperor had to avoid him.
However, only a few people knew that the Prince of Cloud Empire's heart had suffered a heart attack again. At this time, he had no time to think about it.
On the day of the groom's wedding, the Yun family's entrance was decorated with lanterns and streamers. Princess Qingfeng's five miles of red makeup was carried into the manor from the main entrance. With a loud bang, the manor's doors were closed. There was not even a single guest in the manor.
Rumors had it in the noble circles of the imperial city that this little brother of his loved him dearly, and so he hurriedly married a princess to celebrate his marriage. There were also people who speculated that the Prince of the Yun Kingdom was about to pass away. The wedding ceremony was merely a pretense, and the princess's marriage was only for the sake of death.
After all, the Dong Huan royal family had a funeral system, and the Prince of Cloud Empire didn't have a wife or a concubine...
Ming Ruo immediately felt that this Princess Qing Huang was even more bitter than herself. Wait, these information were all in her mind... Was luck going to be so unlucky?
Ming Ru slowly got up and looked down at her red wedding dress. She reached out her hand in front of her. There was a ruby ring on her delicate fingers, and her nails were stained with bright red nail polish.
Because of her profession, she never wore a vest. Her hands were not hers, but she could control them...
Was the heavens playing a trick on her? Was she time-travel?
Alright, time-travel, time-travel, and even into the body of a princess who had been buried.
God had spent so much effort to let her die in another time and space, or let her know that there were many people in this world who were bitter, and she was not the only one.
No matter which one, there was no way to comfort her injured heart, okay?
Ming Ruo took off the heavy phoenix crown on her head and threw it aside. She lifted the veil and got off the bed.
It seemed to be a bedroom, and the furniture was very exquisite. There were fist-sized luminous pearls hanging on the four corners of the room. The light was not good, but it didn't affect the sight.
Ming Ru walked straight to the dressing table when she thought of the body of the Ninth Princess, whom she had 'taken' by herself. She had been rejected because she was too ugly.
She was a good-looking woman. She must not be ugly enough to make herself dislike her!
Ming Ru picked up the water mirror on the dressing table and closed her eyes to cheer herself up. She still had some achievements in the makeup technique, one of the Four Great Demon Arts. As long as her foundation was not bad, she could still save her...
Ming Ru took a deep breath and opened her eyes.
"Ah... Ah... Ah... Ghost!"
The mirror in her hand fell to the ground with a bang. If she touched her chest, she would be scared to death, okay?
Ming Ru squatted down and picked up the mirror on the ground. Who had put on makeup for her?
There were two patches of peach-red rouge on her sallow cheeks, a pair of small and new eyebrows with thick wax pens, and a bloody mouth made of gorgeous lips. The most terrible thing was that she couldn't look straight at them.
