The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

The night was thick, and the early spring wind was tinged with the fragrance of flowers and plants. In the most remote courtyard of Beiyuan of Ninghou Mansion, Ning Ziqing fell into an endless nightmare.

In the dream, she fell miserably in the snow, and stepped on her head with one foot. That person was Ning Zilan, "Ning Ziqing, why do you argue with me? You are just a despicable concubine, wishful thinking. You are not worthy of being a queen, come here, cut off her head and hang it on the city gate, and throw her body into a mass grave to feed the wild dogs!"

"Ning Hou's legitimate daughter collaborated with the enemy and treason, poisoned the emperor, punish her!" The second prince, who was wearing black fur, sat in the Meiyuan Pavilion and glanced at her body sinisterly, then picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

At the end of the scene, Ning Ziqing saw her father being taken to the execution ground for execution, and her eyes were filled with bright red blood.

She struggled to wake up from the nightmare.

She had forgotten that her health in her previous life was not that good. She still contracted the wind and cold from falling into the water tonight. At this time, she was restless, her whole body was burning hot, and her sweaty body looked very weak.

The next day, it was as if nothing had happened in the Hou Mansion. It was rare for the family to sit together and have breakfast.

Ning Ziqing just felt that she had no appetite, her face was pale, she took a few mouthfuls of porridge with side dishes and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Qing girl, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" Mrs. Song patted Ning Ziqing's hand with concern.

A nauseating feeling came over me.

Ning Ziqing tried her best not to vomit.

"Mom, I'm fine." Ning Ziqing saw the dark circles under Song's eyes. She was afraid she didn't sleep well last night, and she secretly laughed in her heart.

"Have Dr. Zhang come over and show Miss Third in a moment." Mrs. Song continued to give instructions.

Her stepmother obviously thinks of everything for her, but behind the scenes she is a master who eats people without spitting out their bones.

"By the way, your grandmother suffered a serious illness recently. Today you and Zilan will go with me to Hanshui Temple to worship Buddha and pray for your grandmother's speedy recovery, Amitabha."

"Yes, mother." Ning Ziqing nodded.

Ning Zilan lowered her head to drink the porridge with a fierce look in her eyes.

Just a little bit, just a little bit last night, Ning Ziqing would be ruined. When Qi Langjun comes back, it will be her, Ning Zilan, who marries the Su family.

She was really jealous of Ning Ziqing's good fortune. Why could a young man from a wealthy family like Qi Langjun marry her at the fingertips? Ning Ziqing, you deserve it too.

"Thank you for your hard work, ma'am. Mother is here to thank you for your trouble." Ning Houye put down the bowl and chopsticks, and the servant brought him water to rinse his mouth.

"Don't worry, Lord Marquis, I will serve my mother with all my heart."

"I'm going to the study to read. If there's nothing important, don't ask anyone to disturb me." Ning Hou walked away casually.

Mrs. Song looked at his back and squeezed the handkerchief tightly, her eyes gradually turning cold.

After breakfast, the boy had already tied up the carriage and was waiting outside.Ning Zilan and Song got on one carriage, and Ning Ziqing and Yinxiang got on another carriage.

Hanshui Temple is located on the outskirts of Beijing and is the most famous temple near Nanyao Kingdom. dignitaries in Beijing like to go there to worship Buddha and offer incense.

The horse-drawn carriage had to drive for a long time to get there. After walking through the official road, there was still a rugged mountain path to walk. The path was a bit bumpy, and they were all female dependents. They were in a hurry to go back and forth. I was afraid that the boat and carriage would be tiring, so I decided to stay in the temple. One night and then return home the next day.

After walking on the official road for a long time, the group turned into a forest. Deep in the dense forest, several black figures stared defensively at the approaching carriage.

The leading man wore a bamboo hat, a slender hand resting on the hilt of his sword, and his eyes exuded boundless murderous intent.

"It's the carriage of the official family." The subordinate on the side returned.

The man's deep eyes followed the movement of the carriage, and he drew a long sword with one hand.

At this time, the wind picked up, and the sky that was clear just now was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

Ning Ziqing's heart tightened. The next moment, the carriage seemed to be stimulated by something. It lifted up and threw the boy out with a scream. The two masters and servants in the car fell together.

"There are bandits, run!" Someone shouted outside, followed by the sound of a noisy fight and the sound of rapid horse hooves.

When the carriage stopped smoothly, Yinxiang had fainted, and Ning Ziqing cautiously opened a corner of the curtain.

A group of masked men surrounded several black figures in the forest.

Swords and swords flashed, fighting back and forth.The leading man raised his sword and lowered it. The sword's light was sharp, and the sword's edge flashed a silver light. A masked man was split in half, and blood spattered all over his body. The man pulled off his bamboo hat with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Who sent you here!" His face was gloomy and murderous.

"Everyone in Nan Yao Kingdom must die!" The masked man came to kill with a knife, but the other party just smiled coldly.

"Seeking death!" The sword energy was fierce.

After just a moment, the shouts of killing outside gradually died down.

Ning Ziqing climbed out of the carriage alone, but there was no trace of Song and the others. A masked man who was surrounded suddenly jumped on the shaft of the carriage and grabbed her neck.

"Young hero, if you rob money... just take the money in the car!" Ning Ziqing's face was dull and he did not dare to move.

"Stop, or I'll break her neck!" The masked man used his hands so hard that Ning Ziqing almost couldn't breathe.

"He is just a woman, let her go!" The man retracted his sword and frowned slightly.

"If you kill yourself, I'll let her go!" The masked man laughed wildly, his face flushed with pain. Ning Ziqing quietly slipped out a short knife from his sleeve and stabbed the masked man cleanly. He reacted quickly and gave Ning Ziqing a backhand push, knocking her off the carriage.

Seeing this, the man's feet stopped, his body jumped into the air lightly, flew up, pierced the masked man's chest with his sword, quickly withdrew the bloody sword body, and kicked the body down.

"What a shameless person!" He jumped up with disdain and landed in front of Ning Ziqing.

The young man is about 20 years old. He is wearing a black brocade suit with dark patterns and a red white jade belt around his waist. His hair is tied high with a hosta. His long hair is like ink hanging down behind his head. The breeze blows and the man's heroic cheek comes close to him. .Ning Ziqing raised her head slightly and met his eyes that were as bright as the stars.

"Which family does the girl belong to? I'll take you back." He leaned over and squatted down. There was an evil cold air all over his body, like a delicately carved face, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a high bridge of nose and clear outlines.The dark skin was a deliberate disguise, but it still couldn't conceal the heroic spirit between his brows.

There was a hint of warmth in his narrow eyes. The girl in his eyes had a beautiful face, with curved eyebrows made of willow leaves, eyes with autumn water, and aura as bright as orchid.At this time, her face was pale, and there was a crimson color on her fair neck, which made me feel pity for her.

"Thank you, Master, for saving your life. I am a member of Ninghou's family. I want to go to Hanshui Temple to worship Buddha. Please give me a ride." Ning Ziqing frowned slightly and was silent for a moment, worried that the masked man's accomplices would come again. When they came back from the fight, they knew that Song and the others had already escaped.Her face was slightly condensed, as cold as ice.

The man helped her up. Several subordinates had already cleaned up the body. He jumped onto the carriage and stretched out his hand to Ning Ziqing. After hesitating for a moment, Ning Ziqing handed her hand over.

The man's broad hand grabbed him, and the warmth from his fingertips made her tremble. Her body seemed to collapse. She was held by the man with one hand, and her head touched his arms. Even though she had seen the handsome face of the second prince in her previous life. Her face was still shy and captivated by the beautiful face in front of her.

"Girl, be careful!" He let go of Ning Ziqing's hand and raised a charming smile at the corners of his slightly pursed lips.

A thunder rolled across the sky, and heavy rain fell in an instant. Blood spread all over the ground. The man tightened the reins and drove away.

The night was getting slightly cooler, and the carriage was stopped by a man under the pear tree in front of the mountain temple.

"Girl, it's good to rest. You are weak and shouldn't move too much. It's best to rest." The man turned over and dismounted and said softly.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I will remember it in my heart, and I will definitely repay you in the future!" Ning Ziqing opened the curtain of the car and nodded slightly to thank him.

"It's not like I promised you my body!" The man came over with a playful smile, and Ning Ziqing's face was filled with black lines.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. See you again when we are destined!" Finally, he waved his hand and strode away.

When Ning Zilan and Mrs. Song saw that Ning Ziqing came back safe and sound, they were so angry that their livers hurt. She was so lucky and could escape every time.

Ning Zilan gnashed her teeth with hatred, and had to pretend to continue to act like sisters. Ning Ziqing felt tired for her.