The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

The heavy snow fell all night, but it didn't stop on the second day. The People's Congress of Beijing got up early in the morning and opened the door of the house. What you saw was a world wrapped in silver.

"The snow is getting bigger and bigger," the old man stood under the eaves of the main hall, and for a while he looked up at the heavy snow that was blowing in the sky, and then watched Wang Decai and his family sweeping the snow with a grimace. "Why is it snowing?" The old man and his eldest son Sorrowful.

Whoever holds the wedding event hopes that there will be good weather, blue sky and white clouds, and sunny days. This looks so happy.

Jiang Daniu was not happy, and said, "This is still a day for the master to count, so why did I forget such a day for my niece?"

"Old lady, the ground is freezing again," Wang Decai shouted while standing in the yard.

The temperature is low, you shovel the snow, but you run and step on the snow, the snow turns into water, and the water meets the low temperature, and it freezes as soon as you see it. And ah, you shoveled the snow on the ground with your front feet, and new snow fell in the sky on your hind feet. How can you keep up with the speed of God's snow.

The old man said to Jiang Daniu: "Go and talk to Brother Yan, let him carry Mingyue'er for a while when he goes out, walk steadily, don't fall Mingyue'er."

"Hey," Jiang Daniu was about to rush to the backyard in a hurry, and said, "I'm looking for him."

In the embroidered building in the backyard, the old lady asked Jiang Mingyue: "Do you really not take these girls with butterflies?"

The big maid next to Jiang Mingyue is called Butterfly, one year older than Jiang Mingyue, and she has been serving Jiang Mingyue since she was a child. After hearing the old lady's words, Butterfly looked up at Jiang Mingyue in a hurry, and whispered: "Miss, let Butterfly follow you to the Yue Guo Gong Mansion."

Jiang Mingyue sat leaning forward, patted the hands of the butterfly, and then patted the hands of the four maids standing next to her, and said, "You can stay in the Hou Mansion with peace of mind. My milk will not treat you badly."

While speaking, Jiang Mingyue glanced at Aunt Hua'er.

Aunt Hua walked to the square table at the back and brought five wooden boxes over.

"I gave you this," Jiang Mingyue put a wooden box in a maid's hand, and said: "You have been with me for over ten years. This is what I left for you."

The five maids opened the wooden box, and the things in the wooden box were all the same, two peach blossom jade hairpins and one hollow gold ring. The five maids looked at the wooden box in a daze. The hosta is not a fine jade, and the ring is just a hollowed out flower ring. They are not priceless treasures, but this golden jade pair is full of gold and jade, so it can be put in the dowry. What's wrong.

"I hope you will all live your lives well in the future," Jiang Mingyue said: "I have left you dowry money and put it in my milk. When you get married, my milk will be given to you. Master and servant, I wish you all Worry-free for the rest of my life, well-being and Changle."

The five people of Butterfly held the wooden box in their hands and looked at Jiang Mingyue in a daze. The five maids gradually reddened their eyes, and finally Butterfly took the lead. All five of them knelt down to Jiang Mingyue. Originally, I heard that Jiang Mingyue did not take them away when she got married. In view of the moodiness of the second young lady, no matter it was the Five Butterfly People or the rest of the mansion, they thought Jiang Mingyue was annoying the Butterfly Five. The five maids have lived in panic until today, and never thought that my lady had arranged the days for them in the future.

"Master," Butterfly called Jiang Mingyue. She wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. Today is the happy day for the young lady to get married. She didn't dare to shed tears for fear that she would be overwhelmed by the joy of her own lady.

Jiang Mingyue smiled at Butterfly, and the five maids who followed her had no good end in their previous lives, and they all walked ahead of her. Among them, the butterfly went to Zhao Lingxiao's side and became Zhao Lingxiao's woman, but because she really couldn't tell much about her Jiang Mingyue, and didn't understand the eyeliners, she was abandoned by Zhao Lingxiao, and finally people went crazy. As for whether the butterfly dived to death by herself, or was drowned by someone from Tushan Palace, Jiang Mingyue didn't know.

Since her rebirth, Jiang Mingyue hasn't talked much to Butterfly, but she hasn't done anything to Butterfly either. It's impossible to get close, but it's not enough to kill the butterfly. Whether the butterfly really loves Zhao Lingxiao or seeks a way to survive, Jiang Mingyue can accept it. When self-preservation is difficult, don't you let the people around you go on your own?

Of course, Miss Jiang Er was born again, and she failed to cultivate a bodhisattva character. Don’t think the gold and jade jewelry she gave was the same, but the money she kept was different. The dowry money that the butterfly can get is less than half of the other four maids. .

The five maids kowtowed Jiang Mingyue, and when they got up again, they heard the old lady say: "Okay, you can withdraw."

"Milk!" Before the five butterflies could retreat outside the house, Jiang Xian shouted from outside the door: "A visitor is coming from Yueguo Gongfu, saying that Zhao Da has gone out with a sedan chair."

The old lady's heart hurt. The bridegroom officer came to the house with a sedan chair. Her granddaughter is really going to get married and leave the house.

"Come on, come with me," Aunt Huaer yelled at this time. "All follow me and stand outside the courtyard. We have to stop the bridegroom officer so that he can know that our second Miss is not so easy to take away."

The people in the room laughed at what Aunt Hua said.

Soon the old lady, Jiang Mingyue, and two Xi Niangs were left in the boudoir. The two Xi Niang glanced at each other and went out to guard the door, letting the grandfather and grandson talk again.

"Milk," Jiang Mingyue called to the old lady.

The old lady held Jiang Mingyue's hand, wanted to sigh and held it back. How could she sigh on the day of great joy?

"You have to be good," the old lady said in a low voice: "When you have time, just go home and have a look, oh, before going home, you have to tell Uncle Zhao, this is the rule. Mingyue'er, we can't let it People say that our Lao Jiang’s girls don’t understand the rules."

"Hey," Jiang Mingyue promised simply.

"Your mother-in-law," the old lady shook her head, "Let's talk about this later, there is milk in anyway, we are not afraid of her."

Jiang Mingyue still said, "Hey."

"It looks pretty good now," the old lady said in an unpleasant way.

Jiang Mingyue pursed her lips and laughed. She can't make her **** angry on the day of her marriage, right?

"It's beautiful," the old lady looked at Jiang Mingyue's face again, and said: "It's cheaper for the boy from the Zhao family. Let him pick one of the best flowers in my old Jiang family. If this kid is right in the future You're not good,……"

In the second half of the story, the old lady stopped abruptly. If Zhao Xilou treated her granddaughter badly, with her granddaughter's embryo-killing temperament, Zhao Xilou's life would be sad.

"Don't cause death," the old lady exclaimed Jiang Mingyue with a serious expression.

Jiang Mingyue: "..."

Tired, she is really not a person who likes to kill.