重生爱上九千岁

Chapter 001

Chapter 1: Zhao Zimu

The moonlight was helplessly intoxicating. Zhao Zimu blankly used her hand to block her face. The dots and spots of the tree were printed like a painting on her lying body, but the face of the person in the painting was a bit blank because Zhao Zimu somehow found that she had been reborn.

She originally has already died...

In the past lifetime, Zhao Zimu was the seventh lady of the illegitimate line of Zhao clan. Her mother had passed away when she was young. Her father was an official of the seventh rank. When she was seventeen-year-old, she was given as a gift to the Great Inner Chief Eunuch Lin Qing, that is, Lord Jiu Qiansui of this dynasty. When she was twenty-seven-year-old, she was killed because of being implicated by Lord Jiu Qiansui under the pretense of getting rid of the traitor. Now, like a dream, she came back to the place where she had lived for ten years, his residence....

[1] Jiu Qiansui means nine thousand

Supernatural things were not credible. Even if it was not as good as Zhuangzi and a dream, it also made her feel perplexed. She didn't want to think too much anymore, but after being reborn, did she want to live like the past life again? Although, there was nothing bad with that, but...the moment she thought about that person, it gave her a complex feeling in her heart.

[2] Zhuangzi: a Daoist author (369-286BC)

The maid next to her, Ling Er, wrapped her in a large white cloak to prevent her from freezing. Ling Er couldn't help but feel a bit depressed. Miss liked to lay in the yard. No matter if it was spring, summer, autumn or winter, miss liked to lay on the deck chair under the apricot tree. Sometimes, with a book and a cup of tea, she could stay there for a whole day. Truly a bit too cold, without desire and something she wanted beseech. Although, other misses were also raised inside the boudoir, at least they have some fun. However, her miss was different. Sometimes, she felt that her miss was like the Buddha in the temple. What missed was, people worshipping her.

The weather gradually got colder. Even if miss wanted to lay there, she didn't know to put on more clothes. She (L) had just took a trip to the kitchen and when she returned, miss was laying under the apricot tree again. Ling Er felt that a family was about to form under the tree. Ling Er with an expression of a little adult showed a helpless look. She felt that her miss must've been frozen to blankness. Just now, she actually pulled her (L) and asked about what year and month it was. Moreover, miss was very serious, scaring her so much that she even reported the reigning year.

[3] The reigning year refers to how many years the current emperor had reigned.

If something happened to miss because of a cold, she also didn't want to live anymore. Miss is her closest person in this world. She couldn't be without miss. Ling Er thought seriously.

Zhao Zimu shook her head. She took Ling Er's hand and patted on her chubby hand, signaling her that she was fine. This maid of hers, no matter if it was in the past life or this life, she was so likeable. That was why, she (ZZM) looked for a good partner for her and married her off so soon, lest she (ZZM) delays her if she (ZZM) kept her by her side and also let her escape the calamity. Now, meeting again, they weren't estranged. It felt like a scene from yesterday.

The fireworks of a few streets away could still be seen under the dark sky of Jiu Qiansui's residence. Today is the emperor of Liang's third prince Situ Wenrui's birthday. Situ Wenrui is the child of emperor Jinghui's favorite consort. He was deeply favored and received the flattered of the officials. They expected to please this third prince so that he would say a few good things about them in front of the emperor. Perhaps, they could move a bit forward then. Who didn't want to hold power? Just thinking about it would make people be so excited that they would be unable to sleep.