Chapter 162: My wife is resurrected and also smaller 02

Du Fu
"What's the matter? Isn't Miss Five out of breath? Why suddenly wake up again?"
"This...I don't know. Did you not look carefully just now? Maybe you didn't get over it in one breath. Is it better now?"
The two women looked at each other and saw the unbelief in each other's eyes, but in any case, Miss Wu did not die, which is a good thing for them. Although she is an unlovable concubine lady, she is always the little master of the house. If they die under their care, they will not be well.
"Fortunately, before I have time to go ahead and report it, I think I will just keep it secret."
"Yeah, I'll tell you the truth, don't teach others to know." The pointed-faced lady Yang nodded repeatedly, but she murmured directly in her heart. She personally changed the wet clothes for Miss Wu. At that time, people were cold, why would it take a while? Are you angry if you don't see it? Could it be that the lonely soul and wild ghost from somewhere took Miss Wu's body?
Mother Yang trembled in her heart, and secretly decided that the two angel silver should be transferred to the other young lady to serve, far away from this fifth young lady.
The round-faced lady Fang was arrogant, and took some cakes and snacks into the room, and said to Miss Wu who was sitting on the bed: "Miss Wu, you are hungry, come and eat something, in the big kitchen today This red date cake is delicious."
The fat girl sitting next to the bed raised her head and smiled at her, raised her chubby arm, grabbed a piece of red date cake, looked around very rarely, then stuffed it into her mouth and chewed slowly.
Madam Fang smiled kindly on her face, thinking in her heart that she really hadn't seen the world before, and a piece of red jujube cake was so delicious, but it was left over.
Taichang Temple Qing Du Jiao is an official of the fourth grade, but his position is not so rich, and coupled with the large number of people in his family, his life is not so rich. The fifth young lady who had come back from the dead ranked fifth among Du Jiao's grandchildren. She was the concubine of the concubine of the three chambers. With her status, she could only live in the corner yard of the backyard.
The fifth lady, Du Lizhu, was only ten years old. She was timid, timid, and stupid. Her biological mother was a slave and maidservant. She left early and was not loved by her biological father, so she had no sense of existence in the entire Du family. It's no wonder that after accidentally drowning, the other masters of this Du Mansion didn't notice it in the first time. And these two women with disadvantaged caretakers dared to blatantly suppress this kind of thing, and now they are ready to assume it has never happened.
Ying Xian who was resurrected in Du Lizhu's body at this moment, slowly biting the red date cake, almost finished reading Du Lizhu's general memory.
Compared with her, this child is really a heaven and an underground. It has been ignored since birth. No one really loves her. In this Du Mansion, although he is a master, he lives like a weed.
Think about myself again, born in Sheng Yonghou’s mansion, as the old woman of Sheng Yonghou, and the only child, she was loved as an eyeball, because of her congenital deficiency, she was said to live less than twenty years, and her father was even more so. She is very pitiful and caring. She has been carefully nurtured with various precious medicinal materials since she was a child. The food and drink are all kinds of good things that can't be bought.
Let alone someone dared to teach her, Sheng Yonghou, who had a bad temper and dared to challenge the first emperor, didn't say anything serious in front of her daughter. It can be said that Ying Xian has never stopped taking medicine except for bad health throughout his life. He has everything he wants, and even married the most beautiful man in Qi.
Regrettably, I didn't get my father to come back to see him for the last time, and because of physical reasons I couldn't have a child. In fact, Ying Xian wanted children very much, but her body didn't allow it, and her husband looked pure and unwilling. He hadn't touched her at all and couldn't give birth to her alone.
But for this, Ying Xian doesn't blame Pei Shunqing. After all, beauty is always privileged. She likes her husband's cool appearance, and every time she sees it, she can eat a bowl of white fungus porridge.
Thinking of her husband, Ying Xian feels a little embarrassed, so the seductive husband will not belong to her in the future! Never want to see it anymore! Before she died, she wanted to take a look at that beautiful face one last time, but she couldn't see it.
But think about everything in a good direction. With the help of the fairy in red, she now has a brand new healthy body. There are many things that she could not do in her previous life, and now she can do many things that she has never eaten in her previous life. Things can also be eaten. Beauty or something, maybe you can find something more beautiful in the future?
Because she was in poor health since she was a child, the doctor asked her not to have too much emotional fluctuations. Ying Xian was indifferent to everything. When she grew up with the most emotional fluctuations, it was probably the first time she saw Pei Shunqing who came to marry him. At that time, among the people who came to marry me in that room, Pei Shunqing’s face was almost like a pearl in the night, it would shine, and compared with the other crooked melons, it made her breathless. , Knocked a pill on the spot slowly.
Ying Xian likes beauties the most, as long as she is good-looking, she is very tolerant, so when her father asked her who she wanted to marry, Ying Xian chose Pei Shunqing without saying anything.
Whether Pei Shunqing can be a good husband, can she be cold and warm to her every day, Yingxian doesn't care about these, anyway, there are enough people serving her, and there is no shortage of Pei Shunqing, as long as he has always been so good-looking, it will make Yingxian feel that A good mood is enough.
Although Ying Xian has high requirements for other people’s looks, she does not have high requirements for herself. The weak gust of wind before her body can blow down, and she is sick all the year round. She lay in bed for more than 20 days a month. Later, she was thin and left. A handful of bones, she didn't even see it.
As the saying goes, most people who are confused by their appearance live very well. So when she came to Du Lizhu's body, she did not dislike Du Lizhu as a fat man.
This Du Lizhu is not good at snacks, and he doesn’t know how he grows into such a plump dumpling. Look at the meat on his arms, it looks soft like lotus roots, his cheeks, and all the meat on his cheeks. Squeezed together, the original round eyes were squeezed so that there was only a gap.
This is really not pretty. But Du Lizhu is quite rare to be such a little fat man. Since she was a child, her father Sheng Yonghou has been talking in front of her. It's a pity that her body can't be fattened no matter how to raise it. Now it's alright, she can be resurrected and given a body of flesh, it feels soft and feels good.
Once he came, he was safe, and Ying Xian used Du Lizhu's body to stay in Du Mansion. All difficulties and dissatisfaction are temporary. When her father comes back from the war, she will come and explain. According to what she knows about her father, he will believe her, and then let her father accept her as a righteous daughter and live at home again. , Continue to live the days before.
It would be perfect if you could take Shiliu and the others who were used to serving them, and then go back and continue to accompany her.
Ying Xian, who has a new body, feels very good. She had been in a coma most of the day before. Even when she woke up, she had no energy. She had a bad appetite. She couldn't eat anything delicious. She would eat too much. Spit it out. Now, when I woke up early in the morning, I felt energetic and had a super good appetite. I smelled everything and it tasted three times as much as before. Within a few days, she felt that she was more rounded.
What's not so good is that the food in the Du Mansion is too poor, the food is too common, there is nothing to eat, and when she wakes up in the morning, she even goes to greet his wife. The wife is the wife of the father of her current body, she should be called mother.
Ying Xian had never called someone else in her life. After all, she died in her mother's life, and she was very similar to this little girl Du Lizhu.
Call a mother, but Ying Xian is not happy to get up so early. She is rarely able to sleep so sweetly. You must know what she felt when she fell asleep before. She would wake up after a while and sleep restlessly. Raw. How sweet it is to sleep now. When I close my eyes at night, I can sleep until the next morning, without waking up all night or even dreaming.
This body is only ten years old, and the children are sleepy. Ying Xian wants to sleep until noon, but she is going to please people. This is too much trouble.
People under the eaves have to bow their heads. Her father said the same when he asked her to marry. He said that the princes were fighting for the throne. If he didn't stand in line, he would have to be divided up, so she gave her the right to choose. Then Ying Xian chose the best-looking one according to her own mind without any pressure, but fortunately she chose the right one.
Ying Xian's heart is big, exactly the same as her father.
Ying Xian has no brothers or sisters. After becoming Du Lizhu, she suddenly added dozens of older brothers, sisters, younger brothers and sisters, uncle's second uncle's family, and her own. Memory. Anyway, I have to leave sooner or later, remember what this is doing.
She didn't want to deal with those children, and no one of those children would take care of her. This has always been the case. Du Lizhu is just a shadow in Du's house. To ask for peace, she huddled in a daze, and walked back with everyone when the time came.
There are many Du family members and it is very lively to get together. When there are too many people, I have to chat, and talk about the anecdotes of the parents. In most of the month when Ying Xian became Du Lizhu, the one who listened to the Du's wives and wives the most was Pei Shunqing, her former husband.
"Hey, have you heard that Master Pei has vomited blood because of his wife's death.
"Ah? How come? Didn't you say that Master Pei doesn't like his wife very much, and marrying her is just for Sheng Yonghou behind her?"
On this point, Ying Xian, who was overseeing their conversation, also felt very puzzled. She liked Pei Shunqing’s face, but she really didn’t have that kind of love between men and women. Pei Shunqing looked the same, always indifferent, and she didn’t see it. I like her so much, how can I be so sad that I vomit blood.
If it's because a person is so sad that he vomits blood, she would like it in her heart. Ying Xian imagines that she can't. She wonders if there are such deep feelings in the world. Even if her father heard the news of her death, he wouldn't be sad to vomit blood, so the news should be false. Rumors are always so unreliable.
Ying Xian didn't care much about the news, thinking about what to eat for lunch later.
The ladies over there are still talking, and they all have a pity when they talk about the first beautiful man Pei.
"Master Pei attaches great importance to love and righteousness, and I did not expect to have such a deep affection for his wife."
"But this matter is also a good thing for him. Just like the lady before, it is impossible to give birth to a child for him. If she never died, wouldn't it be a delay to Master Pei."
Ying Xian listened to this ear, and began to sway her white radish legs again, thinking that he could give birth to him now, but she is not hers now, and this body is only ten years old, it is too early to talk about marrying a child. Up. When her body is 16 years old, Pei Shunqing must marry again.
Ying Xian thinks about it and feels distressed. She is such a beautiful husband. She has to give up her hands without ever sleeping. Besides, if you have a child with him, that child is so pretty.
What a pity, what a pity.