Dashun Dynasty, Tianwu, Year 21.
On a night with a bright moon and clear stars, a sudden clap of thunder exploded in the sky, shaking the roof of the imperial palace, but there was no rain.
The head of the Board of Astronomy was hurrying to Heavenly Hall, kneeling in front of Emperor Tianwu: "Your majesty, the heavens have changed, in the Northwest … the star of the phoenix has descended!"
Emperor Tianwu's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly: "Northwest … …" His gaze followed the half-open window, "Speaking of which, Ming should have returned."
… …
On a clear day, a sudden clap of thunder exploded in a valley on the Northwest side of Dashun, directly blowing up a female corpse in a mass grave.
Feng Yu Heng struggled to sit up in the middle of a pile of corpses. After her head buzzed for a while, she finally woke up. But when she opened her eyes, the sight of a pile of corpses gave her a fright.
"Fuck." She blinked and moved a head away from her leg. She then looked at her surroundings, "Did I die or not?"
She clearly remembered that the helicopter she was in had exploded. At such a high altitude, there was no chance of survival. As a senior medical officer in the army, she was able to maintain a clear mind at the moment of death, so Feng Yu Heng was very certain that she had already died.
That's right, she had died. She had died and come back to life.
She stood up from the pile of corpses and moved her arms and legs. In the next moment, an unfamiliar memory suddenly surged into her mind. Feng Yu Heng, 12 years old, Dashun Dynasty's left prime minister, Feng Jin Yuan's daughter to the first wife. Three years ago, her maternal grandfather's family was convicted and exiled to Huang Zhou. Her father was afraid of being implicated, so he worked with her grandmother to demote her mother, Yao shi. Then he promoted the concubines in the manor to the Shen Clan.
But this was not the end. Immediately following this, a bastard fortune teller appeared out of nowhere and pointed at Feng Yu Heng, saying: "This girl's life is filled with evil. If she continues to stay in the manor, sooner or later, she will cause the Feng manor to fall apart."
Thus, grandmother waved her hand and sent Feng Yu Heng, Yao shi, and her little brother, Feng Zirui, who had just turned three years old, to a remote mountain village in the northwest to fend for themselves.
"I'm so tired." Just like watching a movie, Feng Yu Heng had no choice but to accept the reality, "I've transmigrated!"
They were from different eras, different ages, different backgrounds, and different appearances. The only similarity between them was their names.
"Don't worry!" She patted her right hand with her left hand and said comfortingly, "I understand your grievances. Since I'm here, I won't let those who bullied you have an easy time. Feng manor, right? I will properly settle this debt for you! "
Suddenly, there was a gentle sigh in her mind. Then, a girl's voice floated up and said: "Thank you." Her nerves trembled, as if something was gradually fading away.
Feng Yu Heng's lips curled into a smile. It seemed that the body's original owner had died very unwillingly and was only willing to leave after hearing her promise. But … … with that kind of father and that kind of family, they should be hated!
She had always been a person who kept her promises. Since she had taken over someone else's body, then this enmity naturally had to be avenged.
Feng Yu Heng patted her dirty clothes and used a few corpses as weights to climb out of the mass grave. Before she could observe the terrain, she heard the sound of a human voice coming from the direction of the graveyard.
"If we sell that girl to the Drunken Flower House in the prefectural city, we can get at least fifty taels of silver. As long as we complete this transaction, not to mention getting a wife for Doggie, I can even get two more concubines."
"In your dreams! You dare to get concubines. Even if I have to go to jail with you, I will report this matter to the yamen! "
"Alright, alright. I was just speaking casually. Why do you have so much nonsense to say!"
Feng Yu Heng's eyebrows were knotted. The body's original owner's memories began to churn. Her mother was seriously ill. She went to the nearby mountains to pick herbs and was suddenly knocked unconscious. Before she fainted, she looked behind her. The man holding the stick did not have time to put it down. It was the Wang family's man, Wang Shu Gen.
Behind her at eight o 'clock, Feng Yu Heng's ability to identify locations was very accurate. As the sound came closer, she arched her back and quickly looked around. She found a mountain crack with dense foliage and entered it … …
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