After Ye Shaohua fell into nothingness, she woke up again and felt that the candlelight around her was very weak.
There was the sound of crying in her ears.
She only felt that her body was very weak, probably because she did not eat much. Her body was very weak and her forehead was a bit painful.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could only see her bright red clothes.
The sleeves were decorated with golden cloud patterns.
Ye Shaohua, who had done many ancient missions, recognized it at a glance. This was … … an ancient wedding dress?
Just as she was thinking, the door creaked open. Ye Shaohua heard the two people who had been crying in her ears suddenly stop.
At the same time, her chin was firmly pinched and lifted. In the not so obvious candlelight, Ye Shaohua saw a figure wearing a blue robe.
"Ye Shaohua, I have already said that when you come to the wangfu, I will only give you an identity. Ben wang will not love you," Cheng Yan looked at this woman with a face full of rouge, his very proud tone carrying a bit of coldness and impatience, "Who are you showing this to?"
"Wang ye … …" The middle-aged woman beside him begged.
"Ben wang does not like people who think they are smart, and even more does not like playing hard to get," Cheng Yan looked at the face in front of him and suddenly smiled a bit fiercely, "You have to be glad … …"
He originally wanted to say something, but in the end, he thought of something and stopped.
At this time, a voice came from outside the door, "Wang ye, Miss Yanyu and young master Shen have arrived."
Hearing a certain name, he suddenly took a step back and immediately shook off Ye Shaohua like he was electrocuted.
Taking a white handkerchief from the servant behind him, he wiped the hand that was holding Ye Shaohua over and over again and then casually threw it on the ground.
Turning to leave.
Ye Shaohua was suddenly thrown off and almost fell to the ground. However, Cheng Yan and the servant beside him turned a blind eye.
In particular, the guard beside Cheng Yan expressionlessly looked at Ye Shaohua.
"Miss … …" After Cheng Yan left, the middle-aged woman beside him dared to support Ye Shaohua, "Why are you doing this!"
Ye Shaohua did not answer. She picked up a red handkerchief from the table and slowly and carefully wiped the place that the man had just pinched clean.
Seeing her like this, the middle-aged woman around her was a little surprised. She wanted to say something, but seeing Ye Shaohua's cold eyes, she couldn't say a word.
Ye Shaohua began to accept the memory 008 sent to her.
The original owner, Ye Shaohua, was the eldest daughter of the Ye Clan, a weaponsmithing aristocratic family of the Great Yong Dynasty. Her father's weaponsmithing methods were extremely astute, and he was a weaponsmithing aristocratic family of the Great Yong Dynasty.
Five years ago, in a weapons trade, Ye's father and mother were killed by bandits, desperately trying to let the original owner escape, and let the original owner continue the inheritance of Ye family forging weapons.
A big family collapsed in an instant. The Ye family only had two daughters left. The original owner wandered in the Jiangnan area. The original owner's younger sister was adopted by the original owner's uncle, the Shen family.
The original owner of the body had some small achievements in the technique of forging weapons. After coming to the capital, the Prince of Yan, Cheng Yan, found her directly and said that he admired the Ye Family and would help her. She forged weapons for the Prince of Yan and even wanted to use the power of the Prince of Yan to restore the glory of the Ye Family.
Cheng Yan had a main consort and a side consort, so naturally he would not marry the original owner of a poor family as a side consort. He only gave the original owner the position of a concubine.
The original owner of the body thought that Cheng Yan really admired the Ye family and stepped into the backyard of the Prince of Yan.
She was jealous of a group of women.
On the first night that the original owner of the body entered the house, Cheng Yan did not stay overnight. The people in the house were naturally very powerful and targeted her openly and secretly.
The original owner of the body only had a wet nurse and herself. How could they fight against these people in the house?
In the end, before the weapon was forged, she died in the backyard.
After hearing the news, her uncle, the Shen family, did not have much of a reaction. They just felt that the original owner was too ambitious and wanted to stay with the original owner.
And the original owner's younger sister did not have deep feelings for the original owner. In the end, she just sighed and let the matter go.
In fact, the Prince of Yan did not appreciate the original owner. The original owner did not know that her younger sister, Ye Yanyu, had a higher understanding of weapons than her.
Some powerful people in the capital had already known Ye Yanyu's name in secret.
Ye Shaohua received this, took a piece of cake on the table and slowly ate it. Then she got to know Ye Yanyu.
Compared to Ye Yanyu, the original owner of the body wandered in the Jiangnan area for five years. She only had a wet nurse by her side. Her life was very poor.
In the past five years, she did not learn anything except poetry and etiquette. Even with the books left by Father Ye, her understanding of weapons was not as good as Ye Yanyu's.
It was self-evident who Cheng Yan would like and value more.
Ye Yanyu's health was not good since she was a child. A famous doctor in Jianghu said that only blood exchange could cure Ye Yanyu's illness.
Cheng Yan married the original owner just for the blood in her body.
And the death of the original owner was personally planned by Cheng Yan and the original owner's cousin.
When seeing this, the remaining pastries in Ye Shaohua's hand were all crushed.
"Miss …" The wet nurse beside her felt that the miss was a little strange tonight, but she could not tell what was strange.
"It's okay." Ye Shaohua continued to pinch a piece of cake and eat it.
Now the plot had just developed to the point where the original owner came to the capital and married into the Wang Fu, becoming Cheng Yan's fifth concubine.
[Boss, there are two tasks this time. First, follow Father Ye's wish and develop the Ye family again. Second, don't fall into Cheng Yan and Shen Jingran's trap and die.]
At the same time.
In the Wang Fu's study, a pink and purple figure were sitting on a chair.
Seeing the pink figure, Cheng Yan's eyes lit up, "Yanyu, Jingran, you're here."
The Shen family was just a merchant family, but Cheng Yan acted very skillfully with the two of them. He did not put on any airs at all. And such an important place like the study was a place that even the Princess could not enter, but Ye Yanyu walked like it was flat ground.
"Prince Yan, I went to the villa today to take a look. That batch of spears still needs to be added with two more materials before they can be truly polished." Ye Yanyu's face was very pale, but her face was very delicate.
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