Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Jiang Jingshu is as light as a swallow. The cloak she wears on her lower body is as elegant as a heavenly girl. Her body is not as soft and charming as a woman. Coupled with the cold sword, she adds a little fortitude and heroism.

What a wonderful person

People's eyes were attracted and firmly fixed on her.

"Jiang Jingshu..."

Rong Lingya clenched her teeth and squeezed her sleeve. She wanted to make Jiang Jingshu dim and was severely pressed down by Wang Junning. Unexpectedly, she danced beautifully and attracted the attention of a crowd.

Not only men, but also your women held their breath and couldn't help sighing that they would never dance like this.

Wang Junning, who was playing the piano under the plum blossom tree, kept moving his slender jade hands on the strings, bringing up a melodious sound like mountains and flowing water. She occasionally looked up and her eyes fell on Jiang Jingshu's figure like an immortal, as if heaven and earth were a foil.

She frowned, her jade hand was frivolous and pressed hard on the string, and the sound of the piano suddenly became high.

The world knows that the young lady of Ningbo Marquis house is gentle, like the clear pool water on the snow mountain. She has nothing to do with the intrigues of xiazuo. She has never hated anyone. No matter who she is, she can treat each other like a chance encounter, but only one person——

She wants to outdo her.

The passionate piano sound did not feel sudden, but reflected the melody that no one could play with her superb piano skills. It made such a melodious and wonderful sound under her slender jade fingers.

Everyone's mind was suddenly attracted by the sound of the piano. The man under the plum blossom tree held the long piano, looked charming, and compared the proud Han Mei with his eyes.

"Good!"

"I'm so lucky to hear miss Wang's piano today!" someone praised.

The piano sound is too melodious for sword dancing. It's easy to step on the pace and bind your hands and feet.

Rong Lingya was so happy that she raised her mouth and smiled. Jing waited for Jiang Jingshu to make a fool of herself. She could never control the sound of Wang Junning's piano.

Jiang Jingshu stopped and held the sword alone. Her figure was snow-white.

When everyone looked at Wang Junning playing the piano, several people fixed their eyes on her and didn't move away.

Bailiyehua had deep eyes and stroked the sword on her waist. She didn't know what she was thinking. Bailiyue nervously pulled bailiyehua's sleeve. "How did it stop? Was the sound of the piano really so powerful?" she pursed her lips and asked discontentedly.

"Yes."

Hearing Bai liyehua's answer, Bai Liyue became more nervous and stared at Jiang Jingshu.

All the women shook their heads and felt sorry. Although Jiang Jingshu's sword dance was wonderful, it was still not as good as Miss Wang's piano sound, and her dance was buried.

Rong Lingya raised her chin and looked at Jiang Jingshu. At the moment, Jiang Jingshu stood stunned. The wind blew bleakly, and the surrounding space was empty, which made her feel at a loss. Occasionally, her eyes fell on her, all with unknown playfulness.

Just then——

A gust of wind blew, blowing everyone's sleeves and hair, and everyone couldn't help squinting.

The frantic petals hovered in the air and didn't fall for a long time. The figure of Jiang Jingshu stood in the sea of flowers. She turned her body lightly with a sword, spun lightly, and her long hair fell, leaving only a simple silk tie.

She danced to the sound of the piano.

The petals fell on her 3000 green silk. Her face was cold, and her dark eyes were like thousands of years of cold ice.

Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning. At this time, she seemed to integrate with the sound of the piano. The landscape, plum blossom and the sound of the piano all became her foil. She was the only one left in the eyes of everyone.

"Hiss -" someone took a breath.

Bai Liyan stared at Jiang Jingshu's eyes more and more bright and full of brilliance.

Jiang Jingshu, Jiang Jingshu, how many times do you want to be amazing, shocking every time, deeply attracting the spirit

The wind is calming down.

Jiang Jingshu's movement also stopped, standing straight in place.

"Make a fool of yourself," she said, nodding slightly to the crowd. Then he turned and looked at Wang Junning. "Miss Wang's piano sound is really unique in the world. I'm ashamed."

Wang Junning's face was ugly, his fingertips trembled slightly and couldn't stop. He didn't show himself until he pressed the strings.

At the last moment, Jiang Jingshu's sword dance suppressed her piano sound, and her piano became a foil.

She lost.

"Good! That's good!"

"How could a woman dance such a vast and atmospheric dance with a sword..."

If an ordinary woman can't even lift the sword, who is that woman who controls the sword so skillfully.

While everyone was sighing, another majestic voice came, "OK!"

The crowd looked in the direction of the voice. When they saw a group of people coming, their complexion changed slightly. They immediately knelt down and saluted nervously, "see the emperor! Long live the emperor!"

"See the Emperor..."

Everyone saluted one after another, and Jiang Jingshu knelt down and saluted together.

The emperor's Long Yan was very happy and said several good words. There was a gorgeous woman beside the emperor, who was the queen today.

"The sound of the piano is rustling and the sword is brave. Both should be rewarded!" the emperor praised.

Wang Junning put down the harp and saluted again. "I thank the emperor for the reward, my daughter." Jiang Jingshu was also calm, and her voice was cold.

No one expected to see the emperor in Merlin. Everyone dared not speak and stood still.

At this time, the hundred mile night China greeted him, "how did the father emperor come here?"

"I was attracted by the sound of the piano. I didn't expect to see such a relaxed, happy, heroic and cold sword dance!" the emperor's words were full of appreciation. The woman in the flying petals was deeply engraved in my heart, which was amazing.

In the hundred mile night, Hua glanced at Jiang Jingshu with a slightly heavy look.

"Whose woman is she?"

"It's Jiang Taigong's granddaughter, Jiang Jingshu." someone answered.

"Jiang Taigong..." the emperor flashed a memory in his eyes. After a long time, he sighed, "well, it's worthy of being Taigong's granddaughter... Well, I won't disturb your young people's party." then the emperor waved his hand and left with the party.

Then my heart fell down.

Bai Liyan's face changed again and again. He saw his father's eyes burning and staring at Jiang Jingshu. His hot eyes... Made him sweat.

Fortunately, I didn't say anything and left directly. Otherwise

He clenched his fist under his sleeve and looked at Jiang Jingshu with a tight heart.

At this time, Jiang Jingshu just came face to face and returned the long sword with both hands. "Thank your highness Qi for borrowing the sword."

Bailiyan took back the long sword and seemed to feel her temperature when holding the handle. He didn't let go, so he held it and stroked it for a while.

"Your sword dance is amazing..."

Jiang Jingshu just smiled faintly and didn't respond.

In Meilin, the young talents compared piano, chess, poetry and painting, but the people after them were not as wonderful as the one piano and one sword just now. The scene of petals flying in the hearts of everyone could not be dispersed.

Rong Lingya almost tore all the plum blossoms off the tree.

Wang Junning coughed twice with Qin in his arms. He said he was unwell. He went back early. When he left, his face was pale, as if he was really weak.

"It's wonderful! I'm stunned!" bailiyue came close and said with a smile.

Just now she was very nervous. She thought Jiang Jingshu would make a fool of herself. Unexpectedly, the life from sword dance outweighed the sound of the piano, making everything in the world her foil.

"Teach me... I don't want to learn piano, I want to learn sword dance!"

Jiang Jingshu just smiled bitterly and shook her head. How can this sword dance be learned overnight. She rubbed her sore wrist. Even if the memory of her previous life was still there, her body was not used to it.

"Miss."

Ping'er came over and looked at her cold red hands. She couldn't bear to say, "the maid has prepared tea and cakes in the tent. Go and warm up, miss. It's cold at the foot of the mountain. It's bad if you catch the wind cold..."

Listen, Jiang Jingshu is really a little cold. She just danced her sword and sweated all over. Now the cold wind has aroused goose bumps.

"Is your royal highness going together? Ping Er has prepared many Beijing snacks."

"I......" Bai Liyue's eyes lit up and she wanted to follow her. However, she had been out privately for a long time and had violated the agreement with her mother. If she was unhappy, she would never be able to leave the palace again.

She pouted and said reluctantly, "I won't go. I'll come to you secretly when hunting. I'll take you to a good place."

Bailiyue lowered her voice for fear that this sentence would be heard by others. After that, she raised her face and looked left and right to confirm that the fourth brother was not nearby.

Jiang Jingshu said goodbye to Bai Liyue and came out of Meilin to go back to the tent.

"Here's the stove, miss." Ping'er handed over the warm stove.

When they were walking along one side of the tent, a Miaoman woman came up, wearing thin clothes and a veil on her face, covering half of her face. She couldn't see clearly, but it was enough to make people feel amazing.

The woman raised her eyes and looked at her dark eyes, colliding with Jiang Jingshu's line of sight.

They passed by and looked at each other for a few seconds.

Jiang Jingshu breathed once. The moment she saw the woman's eyes, it seemed like deja vu. She was the most familiar person she could not forget, but her face was completely strange.

Who is she

A vague feeling emerged in my heart, like a layer of gauze.

Jiang Jingshu stopped, turned her face and looked straight at the woman's back. The woman walked step by step and faded out of their vision in a moment.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Ping'er asked suspiciously.

"So familiar..." Jiang Jingshu opened her mouth. Her mind was full of the eyes of the woman just now. She must have seen them somewhere.

"I don't know who Miss Fang Cai is. She looks so beautiful. She can also see that she is very beautiful by covering her face with a veil!"

Jiang Jingshu frowned, and the strange feeling in her heart became more and more enlarged. She replied, "yes..."

"Miss, let's go back to the tent quickly!"

When they left, Jiang Jingshu finally suppressed the strange feeling.

The veiled woman slowly walked to the tent and stopped. She stretched out her jade hand and prepared to open the tent. At this time, she turned her face slightly and looked in the direction of Jiang Jingshu.

Dark and deep eyes flashed cold hatred, colder than the cold wind.

"Jiang Jingshu, we meet again."

It took a while for her eyes to calm down.

At this time, the curtain was lifted from the room. The plain looking middle-aged man looked at her up and down for a while, nodded with satisfaction, "go in."

"Yes." the woman answered gently and went in.