Jiangmen Tianjiao: Reborn with funny ancestors

That night, before Chu Tianjiao went to bed, the palace maid Hongye brought a cup of soothing soup, "Your Majesty, your majesty is worried that you just came back from the battlefield and cannot sleep well, so he ordered the imperial doctor to make you a soothing soup."

Chu Tianjiao stared at the bowl of soothing soup in surprise. Would Lu Zhaoling be so kind?

Seeing Hongye taking out the silver needle to test the poison, and after confirming that it was not poisonous, Chu Tianjiao thought, maybe Lu Zhaoling had something else for her to do?

Finally, Chu Tianjiao drank the bowl of soothing soup.

She really couldn't sleep well, and every night she dreamed of the soldiers who followed her on the expedition and buried their bones in the frontier.

A quarter of an hour later, Chu Tianjiao suffered from abdominal pain, while Hongye stood far away with determination and sternness in his eyes.

"why?"

"A good bird roosts in a broken tree. Following a fool like the empress will lead to death."

Hongye, her personal maid, actually betrayed her long ago.

Seeing that Chu Tianjiao was on the verge of death, Hongye started to shout: "Come here quickly, the old injury of the empress has relapsed, call the imperial doctor quickly..."

Before the imperial doctor arrived, the first person to arrive was Ye Tinglan who lived in Youlan Palace.

"Sister, sister, how is she?"

Ye Tinglan approached Chu Tianjiao's bed and asked in a pretentious manner. When she saw Chu Tianjiao's purple complexion, she raised the corners of her lips.

At this time, Chu Tianjiao's internal organs had been invaded by toxins, and he uttered one word in a hoarse voice: "Get out!"

Ye Tinglan's face was filled with a smile, and she whispered into Chu Tianjiao's ear: "Sister, you can go in peace! Your younger brother, the youngest of the Chu family, will be with you soon."

Chu Tianjiao wanted to raise his hand to push her away, but found that he could no longer move.

She glared at Ye Tinglan. If her gaze were arrows, Ye Tinglan would have been riddled with holes by her.

"Sister, what you got was my unique Qianji Powder, there is no cure."

"You think His Majesty is deeply in love with you and your wife, and he still wants to give you a soothing soup? Haha, you will be a joke until your death. Your Majesty will not feel sorry for you even if you die."

"Do you know why you have been childless? Your Majesty gave you the drug to prevent childbirth as early as your wedding day."

"How could your Majesty allow you to give birth to a son with the blood of the Chu family?"

"And in this expedition, you took away [-] elite members of the Chu family, and all of them died in the battle, right? You really can't think of why?"

Ye Tinglan became more and more excited as she spoke. She stood up straight and looked down at Chu Tianjiao. Her eyes were filled with vicious hatred and she mocked with disdain:

"Hahaha, Chu Tianjiao, you are a fool, an idiot..."

Chu Tianjiao was full of hatred and struggled to pounce on Ye Tinglan, but his whole body passed through Ye Tinglan's body.

When he turned around, he saw his dead body on the bed.

Chu Tianjiao, who had been trapped in the portrait for three years, was still upset that she had escaped the weapons of the Xirong people, but not the plots of Lu Zhaoling and Ye Tinglan.

After the eunuchs and maids left, silence returned to the main hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Empress Dowager Jingci was bored and began to teach Chu Tianjiao the rhythm of poetry. Chu Tianjiao became drowsy after listening to it.

When the noise came from outside, Chu Tianjiao woke up with a start.

A eunuch rushed into the temple and secretly took away the gold objects on the altar.

There were sounds of killing outside.

"The city is broken, run away!"

Hearing this roar, the portraits on the wall shook.

"How could it be? This is Shangjing City, how could we let foreign enemies break through the city?"

"Are Lu Zhaoling's unfilial descendants eating shit?"

"Leave the country and perish!"

Last month, Chu Tianjiao heard from the eunuch serving the incense candle that Xirong, Dongyi and other countries had formed a coalition to invade Liyang Kingdom.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhaoling was so useless that he actually allowed the enemy to invade Shangjing City.

On the one hand, Chu Tianjiao was worried about the people who left the country, but on the other hand, he sneered at Lu Zhaoling. This was the result of his self-destruction of the Great Wall and the ruin of the Chu family's army.

Fire spread all over the place and reached the main hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

The portraits imprisoning Chu Tianjiao and his ancestors burned.

Chu Tianjiao felt the pain of the burning fire, and his soul shattered into little bits and pieces and scattered to the heaven and earth.

"become free!"

Chu Tianjiao took one last look at the Li country where mourners were everywhere, and lost consciousness.

When I open my eyes again...

Chu Tianjiao was dizzy by the red color in front of him.

What ghosts are most afraid of is the color red.

She quickly shrank herself and found that she was lying on a bed.

bed?

After three years of standing upright, I can finally play horizontally?

Chu Tianjiao was overjoyed and rolled over on the bed.

Chu Tianjiao looked around curiously and felt that it looked familiar. This was her boudoir before getting married.

Is it just that the eyes are full of red?

Just as she was wondering, the door was pushed open and two girls walked in.

"Miss, are you awake?"

The eldest girl Qingluan came to the bed and pulled the brocade quilt wrapped around Chu Tianjiao without moving it.

Chu Tianjiao wrapped the quilt a little tighter, defending to the death the short-term happiness of sleeping in bed wrapped in quilt.

"Miss, tomorrow is your wedding day to the fourth prince. How could you drink so much today?"

Chu Tianjiao huddled under the quilt and heard Qingluan's complaints clearly, and his spirits were lifted: "Is it the eve of my wedding now?"

Qingluan stepped forward and pulled back the quilt, revealing Chu Tianjiao's head. She pursed her lips and smiled:

"Miss, are you still drunk? Drink this hangover soup."

After saying that, Qingluan and another girl worked together to push Chu Tianjiao up.

While Chu Tianjiao drank the hangover soup brought to his lips, he thought to himself:

"Am I coming back from rebirth?"

She pushed away the thin white porcelain bowl in front of her and raised her eyebrows to look at Qingluan in front of her.

"Qingluan, you're not dead?"

Qingluan was startled, took two steps back, and knelt down.

"Miss, if you want Qingluan to die, Qingluan will definitely obey your fate."

Chu Tianjiao jumped out of bed with bare feet, bent down and helped Qing Luan up.

Keep your feet on the ground.

The feeling of emptiness without the soul body.

Qingluan's arm, which he held in his hand, was also warm.

"Qingluan, how old am I?"

Qingluan raised his head suspiciously, seeing that Chu Tianjiao was not joking, and replied respectfully: "The eldest lady is fifteen years old."

Chu Tianjiao couldn't help but smile up at the sky: "Hahaha, I, Chu Tianjiao, am back again!"

Sang Bao, who was standing next to Qingluan, shuddered and looked at the disheveled and arrogant Chu Tianjiao with a probing look in his eyes.

Chu Tianjiao hugged Qingluan, "Qingluan, I'm so happy to see you again!"

Qingluan believed that Chu Tianjiao was still drunk and was going crazy, so he was speechless and let her rub him around.

"Qingluan, come on, come on, bring me something to eat! I haven't eaten in three years and I'm starving to death!"

"Miss, you just gnawed a pig's trotter at the dinner. You have to wear a wedding dress tomorrow, so you can't eat any more."

"Fuck your wedding dress, I want to have a feast, Mulberry, hurry up and tell the kitchen to serve me steamed abalone, crystal elbow, crispy squab, hibiscus chicken slices, roasted whole duck..."

Chu Tianjiao reported the names of more than a dozen dishes in a row. Sang Wei, who was called to pass on the dishes, drooled when he heard it and rubbed his hands in excitement.

"Sun...oh, eldest lady, I...I'll call you right away."

Chu Tianjiao himself was still in the excitement of rebirth and didn't notice Sang Bian's incoherent speech at all.

Qingluan kept trying to dissuade him.

But Chu Tianjiao was hung in the portrait for three years without eating or drinking, and she could only watch her eat during the sacrifice. Now no one can stop her appetite.

Tomorrow is Chu Tianjiao's wedding day, and the kitchen has prepared many dishes for tomorrow's banquet.

Many of the dishes Chu Tianjiao ordered were ready-made and were delivered quickly.

Seeing Chu Tianjiao feasting happily, Sang Bao, who was waiting on the side, scratched his head and head with greed. He reached out to pick up the crystal elbow on the table several times, but was beaten by Qingluan.

Qingluan is Chu Tianjiao's first-class maid. She is the most knowledgeable about etiquette and has jurisdiction over the girls in the courtyard.

"Sangpai, what's wrong with you today? Don't be so disrespectful just because the eldest lady has a good temper. If you reach out again, I will punish you!"

Chu Tianjiao's mouth was so full that he almost choked. His almond-shaped eyes were staring at the dishes on the table.

That look in his eyes, as if he disliked his mouth for not eating the food fast enough and wanted to eat it with his eyes.

When he reached out for water, Chu Tianjiao saw Sang Bian's pitiful expression that was so greedy that he was about to cry.

She pointed at the plate of stir-fried bamboo shoots and waved her hand to let the mulberries eat.

Sang Bao excitedly picked up the plate of vegetables, avoided Qingluan's obstruction, rushed to the wall, squatted down, and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word.

The look of devouring food was exactly the same as that of Chu Tianjiao.

Qingluan's head was covered with black lines, and he thought to himself: "Why are these two people reincarnated as if they were starving to death tonight?"

After drinking and eating, Chu Tianjiao held her bulging belly, slumped on the chair and let Qingluan rub her belly.

"Miss, what's wrong with this? Are you going to get married tomorrow?"

Qingluan's unintentional complaint made Chu Tianjiao aware of the current crisis.

Wedding tomorrow?

Marry Lu Zhaoling again, the bastard who caused his Chu family to be exterminated?

To be a queen for the rest of my life, and then hang on the wall when I die?

Chu Tianjiao shuddered.

"I won't marry! Even if you kill me, I won't marry you!"