Poor Lady

Qi Surong slowly opened his eyes, looking at the red silk tent above his head, dotted with flowers and embroidered butterflies, the bead curtain was half-draped, hazy as if in a dream.

Turning his head, his eyes swept across the room one by one, the diamond window, the mirror with branches, the gold-inlaid red sandalwood tables and chairs, the cicada-patterned jade screen... everything in front of him seemed familiar.

Qi Surong sat up and touched the soft quilt on her body, her slender fingers looked exceptionally clear against the red silk.

She stretched out her hands, her white jade-like skin as she was before the age of sixteen. But this should not be the hand she should have now, the hands that have been toiled and scarred for decades.

Legend has it that the soul of a person will return to the place where she wants to go most after death. Is she still nostalgic for the wealth and glory of the past?

Qi Surong reached out and touched her face, which was smooth and delicate without any wrinkles.

The temperature she felt at her fingertips made her slightly stunned. Strange, does it still feel like this after death?

She rolled over and got out of bed, stroking everything in the room with her fingers one by one. The touch of her fingertips was so real, so real that she almost had the urge to cry.

Unconsciously, I walked to the bronze mirror, and the mirror reflected my sixteen or seventeen-year-old appearance, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, red lips, a flowery age, a flowery appearance, a noble birth, and extraordinary talents. It was the capital she was once proud of, but it was also the reason for her arrogance.

Qi Surong smiled at herself. After 30 years of hardships, she could really see through it. Life is all about self-knowledge. Poverty and wealth are like a fleeting moment.

She is very grateful to her master, who let her spend the most leisurely two years of her life before her death, no disputes, no hatred, no insults, no nobles, no conspiracies, only to live for happiness, only for this Live with heart.

These short two years are more meaningful than her forty years of life. She has done too many wrongs and owed too many people. Her life is like a ridiculous tragedy. If she hadn't met her master, she would probably have died, instead of being as indifferent as she is now.

While thinking about it, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

Qi Surong was stunned for a moment, opened the door, and the eyes were full of purple and bright red. It is the season of blooming flowers, and the courtyard is picturesque, but the rush of people in the courtyard ruins the beauty of the picture.

"Miss, it's not good!" A familiar voice came from far to near, Qi Surong looked at the sound, and saw a maid in yellow rushing over, panting, "Miss, it's not good. Let's Qi Su. The mansion was surrounded by many officers and soldiers."

"What?" Qi Surong was stunned, didn't this happen when she was sixteen?

His father was a general of Weiguo, a second-rank official, but he was too upright and lofty, and he offended a lot of powerful people. As a result, he was framed by others, arousing the anger of the emperor. In the end, he issued a decree to investigate and deal with him. All the property was confiscated. At this time, although there was no official decree, troops and horses were sent to block the Qi Mansion. The Qi family's ruined situation has been decided, once fell from the cloud to the quagmire, and has been unable to recover since then.

This is also the beginning of Qi Surong's tragic fate.

This is... a dream? Qi Surong's expression was a little dazed.

"Ouch, my lady, what the **** is going on? What do those officers and soldiers want to do?" The maid looked anxious.

"...Ping'er?" Qi Surong stared blankly at the little girl in front of her, and called out her name with a trembling voice.

"Yes, what are your orders, Miss?" Ping'er looked at Qi Surong with hope.

Ping'er is still alive, standing in front of her alive!

Qi Surong grabbed her arm tightly, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and walked out of the room slowly, her eyes swept over everything around her.

It's not a dream, it's not a dream!

Qi Surong only felt sore eyes, and an indescribable emotion flooded into her heart.

She went back to 30 years ago?

Is this a new life given to her by God?

"Little, miss, don't be sad, things may not be as bad as you imagined." Seeing Qi Surong's tears in her eyes, Ping'er thought she was frightened, so she quickly comforted her.

"No, I'm not sad, I'm happy, very happy." Yes, how can you not be happy? God gave her a chance to live again, how lucky! In this life, she will never make the mistakes she once made, and she will never again owe the people she once owed. She wants to live her life with no regrets and no guilt!

Ping'er looked at Qi Surong who was crying and laughing strangely, wondering if she had lost her mind.

"Miss?"

"Well, it's alright. Ping'er, go and pack your things, we will be kicked out of Qi's residence by the officers and soldiers soon, and there is not much time left." Qi Surong cleaned up her expression and told Ping'er to turn and walk towards her room. go.

"Get out of the Qi Mansion?" Ping'er still didn't believe it. "How is that possible? Miss, should we wait for the master to return to the mansion?"

Father is now being imprisoned by the emperor in the palace, and when he returns, the Qi Mansion will have been looted long ago.

"Don't say more, just do as I say, go!" Qi Surong's voice was a little stern.

"Okay, okay." Ping'er no longer hesitated, and quickly turned around and ran away.

Qi Surong walked into his room, and neatly pulled out a few banknotes from the dressing cabinet. This amount is just her usual half-month expenses, but now it will become the capital for her and her family to stand on.

In the last life, she couldn't accept the reality that Qi's family was sealed up. She was immersed in a huge blow, and she never thought about the issue of money. Since she was a child, she had always thought that money was a common thing and was not worth mentioning.

Now that I think about it, I'm really stupid and naive.

Glancing across the jewelry box, Qi Surong could only shake her head regretfully. The person who seized the Qi family this time was his father's nemesis. He cut off the burden of everyone in the Qi family and was not allowed to take any valuables, including her mother's dowry.

Qi Surong could only pick out a few pieces of jewelry and hid them in her arms along with the banknotes. Afterwards, she packed up some clothes, brought a set of embroidery needles that were specially made for someone, picked up her guqin, walked out of the room, and walked quickly towards the courtyard where her mother lived.

There were eight or nine people standing in the mother's room, talking about something, while the mother was sitting beside the bed, crying to herself.

"Hey, the eldest lady is here, what can I do!" a beautiful woman said.

Qi Surong ignored her and went straight to her mother.

"Rong'er, your father..." Mother Qi took Qi Surong's hand, her face full of sadness.

"I know, mother, the Qi family is dying, we must prepare early." Qi Surong tried to keep herself calm, but her eyes lingered on her mother's face.

Mom, I finally see you again!

"What? Qi's mansion is dead?" Before Qi's mother could speak, a woman in Chinese clothes next to her interrupted and shouted.

The other people were also shocked.

Qi Surong stared at them and said indifferently, "If I were you, I wouldn't waste time here. Pack up some valuables as soon as possible and prepare to leave Qi's residence."

"Why are you so sure?" the gorgeous woman asked. The Qi family has been an official from generation to generation, and it is a famous noble family that has been passed down for several generations. With the Qi family's influence in the imperial court, how could it end up like this?

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. I've said it all. Please leave. I want to be alone with my mother." Qi Surong had no good feelings for them. They are concubines hired by their father. After the Qi family was investigated in their previous life, they abandoned their father one after another because they could not bear the hard life. Some people even owed a lot of money in the name of their father, and the money was swept away by them. , the debt fell on their family.

Of course, not everyone is ruthless, at least two people are willing to share weal and woe with their father, but they are driven away by their father in the end. They might be better off without the Qi family who was charged with the crime.

Qi Surong reminded them to pack up valuable things at this time, not for their sake, but hoping that they could leave her and her parents early when they had money.

She remembered that in the last life, most people didn't have time to pack up their belongings. Because of this, these concubines will continue to follow the father's side until the last value is drained.

Qi Surong sent them away, looked around, and asked, "Mother, where is Subao?"

Su Bao is the younger brother of Su Rong's mother. Although Qi's father had many wives and concubines, he was very strict in the matter of children and did not allow women other than his wife to leave his blood. So far, he has only two children, Su Rong and Su Bao.

"Su Bao is still ill, resting in the room, and the nurse is taking care of him." Mother Qi replied sobbing.

Qi Surong knelt beside Qi's mother's leg and said softly: "Mother, listen to me, the emperor will not spare the Qi family this time, we must find another way out."

"However, your father hasn't come back yet. Are you waiting for your father to come back before making plans?"

"Mother, trust me, Dad will be fine." Qi Surong said cautiously, "What we need to do now is to prepare as many silver taels as possible to prepare for the future life."

Mother Qi glanced at Qi Surong with a hesitant look on her face. She has lived in the compound all her life, and has never travelled far, but now she is suddenly leaving the Qi Mansion, and she has no masters in her heart.

Qi Surong is very aware of Qi's mother's temperament, she is more than virtuous, but lacks courage, indecisive and indecisive when it comes to things. Because of this character, she used to look down on her mother all the time, feeling that she didn't have the prestige of being a mistress, so she couldn't stand on the stage. Although her lips are rarely disrespectful, her eyes and expressions often betray her true thoughts. When her mother faced her, she was always trembling and did not dare to say a heavy word. She was afraid of her, afraid of her own daughter.

Thinking of this, Qi Surong felt that she was very sad. How could she look down on her mother who raised her through hard work?

"Mother, now that Qi's family has suddenly changed, our family should be more united. No matter what difficulties we face, we must never give up. As long as our relatives are still there, everything can be done all over again. You say, right?" Qi Surong Wen persuasion.

Mother Qi looked at her blankly, she was still the familiar pretty face, but she felt completely different, as if the child had grown and matured overnight.

Qi Surong stood up and said to Qi's mother, "Mother, I'll help you clean up, and then go find Su Bao together."

Qi's mother hesitated, but finally gave in silently.

She first helped Qi's mother tidy up the clothes, and then took out a stack of silver bills from the dark pavilion. Qi's mother's private house is not much money, but her dowry is very rich, but unfortunately she can't take it with her. Qi Surong touched the jewelry in the jewelry box and the neatly stored silk and satin in the box, and made up her mind that one day, she must help her mother to restock these items.