The Qing Dynasty's Mingyue's Heart of a Good King

Surrounded by mountain mist, there is the sound of flowing streams and clear insects everywhere.Under the moonlight, the mountain at night is like a fairyland.

Between the streams, there is a small bamboo house built.Various herbs and cacti are planted outside the bamboo house.

Inside the bamboo house lay a stunningly beautiful girl, her breath was weak.It seems that there is no breath.At this time, the girl on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, and those eyes were full of shocking coldness, which made people chill.

Where is she?Looking around at everything around him, fragments of previous memories kept popping up in his mind.He raised his right hand and saw that the amethyst chain in his hand was still there, and immediately felt relieved.

"Girl, you're awake." Because a middle-aged woman came in with medicine.

Ling Ziqing supported her body and got up, her voice was a little hoarse: "You saved me?"

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly put down the medicine in her hand, and stepped forward to support her: "I passed by the edge of the cliff to collect medicine, and I happened to see you passed out, girl, so I carried you back."

"Thank you"

"Thank you, in this troubled world, help if you can."

Troubled times?Ling Zi was a little confused after listening.After seeing that the other party was dressed in an ancient costume, his eyes became flustered, and he grabbed the woman's arm and asked nervously, "This, what is this place? What dynasty is it now?"

"Girl, don't worry." Although the woman was puzzled, she still answered her questions one by one: "This place is very remote, at the bottom of the valley. Now it is the Qin Dynasty"

Qin Chao... Ling Ziqing muttered silently: "Is Yingzheng ruling now?"

The woman nodded.

damn it!how so?Ling Ziqing burst into tears, what should she do here with no relatives or reason?What should we do in the future?

"Girl, don't be sad. If you have nowhere to go, you can stay with me. Anyway, I'm alone, so you can stay with me!" the woman comforted.

"Thank you" She didn't know what else to say besides thank you.

Ling Ziqing was originally in the world of comprehension in the 21st century, but she was jealous of others.She was betrayed by her friends and took the soul of Shentian Shu.I didn't expect to come to this troubled world across time and space.

At the age of 23, what kind of path should she choose to go here when she is still a girl?

"I don't know how to go back?" Ling Zi whispered while touching the amethyst chain.

"Girl, drink the medicine first."

"You can just call me Ziqing." Ling Ziqing took the bowl.

"Hey! From now on, you can call me Aunt Qing." The woman's eyes were full of love.

Ling Ziqing looked at those loving eyes and nodded in a daze.

Ling Ziqing stood on the edge of the cliff and watched everything in front of her.Lush mountain peach forests, forest birds flying everywhere.Thin white mist surrounds the peach forest in the mountains.

She was dressed in an elegant fairy dress in white, and a simple yet beautiful hair accessory.

The bright eyes, pink lips, the charming cinnabar in the corner of the eyebrow, and the beautiful fair face give people an ethereal feeling.

During the two years here, Aunt Qing gave her warmth that she had never experienced before.From the things that Aunt Qing told one after another before her death, she knew the things related to Aunt Qing in this era.

Aunt Qing passed away half a year ago, leaving her alone.

"Master" a petite but lovely butterfly elf came out of the amethyst chain with its wings fluttering.

"What's wrong?" Ling Ziqing asked with a gentle smile.

"Master, I want to hear you sing, master." The elf looked at her expectantly.

"it is good"

The elf who got the answer happily stopped on Ling Ziqing's hair, adding a touch of color to her.

Ling Ziqing waved his sleeves, and a colorful yuqin appeared in front of him.She sat cross-legged, put the piano in her lap, and closed her eyes meditating on the songs she liked in her previous life.

"Love in the past life, love in this life. On the top of Shushan Mountain, plant a knot in your heart.

Transform into a butterfly, guarding this love.Waiting for your appearance.

The picture of holding hands is reflected in the blue lake water, and the longing of being wrinkled by the wind stings the past. "

A fairy love.The deep sadness and hopeless thoughts spread throughout the peach forest of Changhai.

Zhang Liang, who passed by here unintentionally, stayed there and listened for a long time, until the singing and the sound of the piano gradually disappeared.

"Is there any song with such artistic conception in this world?" Zhang Liang murmured.

"Master sings well, but it's too sad," the little elf on the hair said crying.

"Really?" Ling Ziqing caressed the silver bell on the tail of the guzheng in confusion, and a gust of breeze blew by, making the silver bell hanging on her hand jingle.