Han Youning strangled his neck, coughed and opened his eyes.

My eyes were bright and clear.

Han Youning could clearly see the chrysanthemum pattern on Wu's mother's gown and the tears in her eyes.

Mother Wu covered her mouth tightly, her voice filled with despair, "...it's useless for you to go out, there are thieves everywhere outside, and everyone is dead anyway."

Han Youning looked at her blankly.

Turning back time, or is it a dream?

On a stormy and murderous night, the Chen family's century-old mansion collapsed overnight, and more than 200 members of the family were massacred by Yongping Hou.

It's tonight.

What Wu’s mother said was exactly the same as what she said to her a few years ago.

Ling'er is Wu's mother's biological daughter, one year younger than her, and is her personal maid. Ling'er had already put on her luxurious clothes and pretended to be her, and went outside. This was because the thieves might think

Having already killed the young lady, I will no longer search carefully.

She was lucky enough to survive that night. When she went out, she saw Ling'er's body. She had received countless stab wounds on her heart and neck, and it was too horrible to look at.

Mother Wu stuffed a bundle into Han Youning's arms and said in a hurried voice: "Miss, please take it. If no one survives in the Chen Mansion, you can go to the Duke Dingguo Mansion in the capital. There is no chance of survival."

Therefore, Madam Dingguo is not your aunt, but your biological mother. As soon as she gave birth to you, she asked her slaves to carry you to the Chen family, and you were raised under the name of the second lady..."

She wanted to explain something more, but when she heard the sounds of killing and screaming coming closer outside, she glanced at Han Youning reluctantly, and told her with tears in her eyes, "Miss, you must live!"

After saying that, I closed the closet door.

Yes, Han Youning was in a closet, surrounded by beautiful clothes with a faint fragrance.

Han Youning came to his senses. Regardless of whether it was a dream or not, he could not let Ling'er die again!

She grabbed Mother Wu's hand and squeezed it tightly, "Mother Wu, let Ling'er come in. If you want to live, let's live together!"

Mother Wu smiled bitterly and stretched out her hand to break off Han Youning's hand, "How can it be so easy?"

Han Youning shook his head and said firmly, "If you don't let Ling'er come in, then I'll go out too."

"Miss..."

Mother Wu stamped her feet anxiously, "Just wait!"

As he spoke, he rushed outside.

Han Youning came out of the closet, walked to the dressing table, and stared at the bronze mirror.

The girl in the mirror is wearing a light green and delicate yellow dress, covered with a layer of silk gauze, with cherry blossoms scattered on the skirt. She is light and delicate. Her round face is still childish, and her eyes are as clear as springs in the mountains.

There is a tinkling sound, and the chubby cheeks are pink and delicate, just like the half-opened peach blossoms on the branches in spring, facing the rising sun.

What she looked like when she was fifteen!

She really came back from the dead!

This is not a dream...

Soon Ling'er was pulled over.

Ling'er didn't understand why, her delicate and tender face was full of confusion. Wasn't she asked to die for the young lady? Why did she come in?

Han Youning didn't bother to explain. He pulled her into the closet and said to Wu's mother, "Mom, go hide in another closet!"

Mother Wu looked at them deeply and closed the cupboard door.

There was no more sound of the cabinet door opening and closing outside, but instead there was the sound of the door fan closing.

The thief had already entered the outer room, and the screams of the nurses seemed to be in his ears.

Then Mother Wu begged for mercy, "Heroes, don't kill me, I know where the lady is hiding, and I will take you there!"

A fierce voice said, "Don't try to deceive me, otherwise these people will be your fate!"

"No, no, they really don't know where the lady is, but I know it all. I am the mother in charge of the lady..."

Mother Wu's voice gradually faded away, as did the chaotic sounds outside.

Han Youning shed tears and leaned slumped against the closet wall.

God allowed her to live a new life, so why not be a little more merciful and move forward a few days to let her help the Chen family avoid disaster!

Ling'er held Han Youning's hand tightly, shaking slightly, with tears streaming down her face. She was afraid that her mother would be gone!

"Miss, who wants to kill us?"

Han Youning's eyes were filled with anger, "Marquis Yongping..."

A month ago, Magistrate Hu Wende and his wife asked the Chen family to marry Han Youning on Yao'er's behalf. After being rejected, they invited Marquis Yongping, who was on errands in Xiangping Prefecture, to marry him.

The Yongping Marquis Mansion and the Chen family are both maternal relatives of the Dingguo Mansion, and they can be regarded as relatives in a roundabout way. Although the Chen family and the Dingguo Mansion have been cut off from each other for more than ten years, the relationship is still there.

As a junior, Han Youning went to meet Marquis Yongping.

Han Youning still remembers that Marquis Yongping's pair of turbid triangular eyes stared at her closely. At that time, she secretly cursed the old pervert and coveted her peerless beauty.

Presumably at that time, Marquis Yongping had doubts about her life experience because she looked so much like her mother, Chen Man.

There were many loopholes in her adoption into the Chen Mansion. As long as Marquis Yongping made a little investigation, he would be able to corroborate his guess...

Han Qingwan, the granddaughter of Marquis Yongping, is the only phoenix. How could he allow another phoenix to take his granddaughter's position?

Ling'er murmured in confusion, "Isn't Marquis Yongping a relative?"

Han Youning remained silent.

Those were not relatives, they were demons. The fall of the Chen family was just the beginning of the disaster, followed by their father, Dingguo Gong Han Jun, and his brother, Dingguo Gong's eldest son Han Sixing.

Mother Wu only delayed their efforts for a short while.

The fan was opened, and footsteps could be heard in the inner room.

Han Youning and Ling'er held their breath and did not dare to move.

Through the gap in the cabinet door, Han Youning saw two masked men in black looking around the room, even opening the bottom of the bed to check.

A man in black walked toward the closet. Han Youning could even see the blood in his eyes clearly, and he was obviously red-eyed.

Han Youning stared outside tightly, his eyes never blinking.

The moment the man in black reached out to open the cabinet door, his figure suddenly froze, blood sprayed from his neck, and he fell to the ground.

Then another man in black fell to the ground.

Han Youning saw a tall and handsome man in black walking slowly into her field of vision. He glanced at the closet, but did not come forward and turned to leave.

In the previous life, he was also the one who saved her.

To this day, Han Youning doesn't know who he is.

In her previous life, she didn't know whether the man in black was an enemy or a friend, so she didn't dare to come out of the closet rashly. She didn't go out quietly until there was no movement outside. After walking out all the way, after confirming that she was the only one in the house who survived, she packed some soft clothes.

She left the house at night. During this period, she did not see any living person, nor did she see the man in black.

But this time, she was sure that the man in black knew that she was in the closet. If he had been an enemy, she would have died in her last life.

He is not an enemy, but he is also opposed to Marquis Yongping, but he is her friend.

Amid Ling'er's low cry, Han Youning opened the closet door.

Only then did she realize that there were two men in black in the room, who seemed to be subordinates of the tall man in black.

The man in black seemed a little surprised by her appearance. He narrowed his sharp eyes and looked at her with his arms folded across his chest.

Han Youning got off the ground and walked towards him. She wanted to appear calm and calm. After all, since this person was an enemy of Yongping Hou, he might be an old friend. However, he had been curled up in the closet for too long, and his legs and feet were numb.

Numb, she staggered forward.

A pair of big hands held Han Youning's arms, holding her firmly to her feet.

At this moment, Han Youning smelled a very faint fragrance of bamboo.

------Digression-----

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