Rebirth of the Demon Queen

Chapter 2 Memory

Darkness, long darkness.

"Sister", "Sister", a man's voice kept whispering in Fang Qingyan's ears.

Brother? Her compatriot brother Fang Wanbang only has interests in his eyes and does not have much family ties with her. Why does this voice sound so kind?

A sharp pain in her head made Fang Qingyan wake up from the chaos. She suddenly opened her eyes, and a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes came into view.

The young man's eyes were clear and he had an apologetic look on his face. When he saw her opening her eyes, he burst into tears of joy: "Sister, you are finally awake. It's really great!"

Fang Qingyan was confused for a moment, and unconsciously wanted to rub her forehead with her hands, but found that her originally beautiful palms had shrunk a lot.

Looking through the light, these small hands were white and soft, undoubtedly the hands of a girl. Then he lowered his head and looked at himself. Now his body is at least one size smaller than before.

Countless unfamiliar memories poured into her mind, and Fang Qingyan was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

She closed her eyes and struggled to piece together the messy memories one by one. She finally understood that there was an additional memory in her mind that did not originally belong to her.

In other words, she became another person.

In the eighteenth year of Zhengxing, this was seven years ago in Fang Qingyan's memory. This was Zhuangzi in the south of Kangningbo's house. Her current identity was Lin Zisu, the eldest lady of Kangningbo's house.

At that time, the original owner's grandfather, grandmother, and mother were all still alive. In these memories, there are all scenes of elders pampering and loving them, whispering on his grandfather's back, and acting coquettishly in his mother's arms. These have never been in Fang Qingyan's memory.

Yes.

Hearing that Lin Zisu was injured, Bi didn't have time to put on her makeup, so she casually wore a rose-colored muslin cotton-padded jacket and a dark blue gold-embroidered skirt, which made her figure appear plump and her oval face without makeup.

Paired with a light eyebrow, it looks elegant and generous.

When they arrived at the house, before Lin Zisu could salute, Bi asked eagerly: "Sister, the message your brother sent back said that you were injured. Are you feeling better now?"

It turned out that the brother and sister had been fond of the art of heavenly craftsmanship since they were young, and Kang Ningbo had many such miscellaneous books hidden in his house. On weekdays, Lin Zisu would design drawings based on the records in the books, and Lin Wenjing would make samples according to the drawings.

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It was the beginning of spring. Lin Zisu came to this village with Lin Wenjing for an outing. When her brother said that the wooden carriage had been completed, Lin Zisu was very happy and decided to get on the carriage and experience it.

When Lin Zisu was four years old, after looking through the medical books at home, she became interested in acupuncture. With her grandfather's personal teaching, Lin Zisu naturally made rapid progress.

Zhai Jing? Fang Qingyan searched the original memory. According to the "Zhai Jing", this wooden bird was made of wood and could fly in the sky for three days and three nights. She was a little amazed. If it could be made, she would also like to see it.

Just for a moment.

He was obviously dead, but God allowed him to live another life through Lin Zisu's body. So where is Fang Qingyan in this life?

If Lin Wenjing hadn't pestered him to come to Zhuangzi in the south of the city to test his newly made wooden carriage, how could he have fallen off the wooden carriage?

How could it be okay? I still have a splitting headache right now.

She tried her best to sort out her complicated thoughts, but Lin Zisu's brother Lin Wenjing did not give her time to adapt to the new environment. A series of questions came one after another, forcing her to think based on her original memory.

"Sister, you fell off the wooden carriage and you seem to be fine. Why aren't you feeling well now?"

"Fortunately Zisu is fine, otherwise how would I explain to my late sister?"

"Brother Jing, you are already fifteen when you speak. Why didn't you take good care of your sister?"

Half a year ago, Lin Zisu happened to read in the "Wooden Sutra" that in ancient times, there were skilled craftsmen who made wooden figures to drive wooden carriages, which could move forward automatically without horses. After getting some inspiration, he drew a drawing and handed it to Lin Wenjing, the craftsman.

system.

Lin Wenjing couldn't hear what his sister was thinking. Seeing that her sister had closed her eyes and said nothing for a long time, with some anxiety on her face, she asked tentatively again.

Fang Qingyan felt warm in her heart when she heard these words. She opened her eyes and smiled back at Lin Wenjing.

Unexpectedly, after traveling a certain distance, the wooden carriage lost control and ran for more than forty feet. Before falling apart on the spot, it threw Lin Zisu away. Lin Zisu immediately fainted and fell to the ground. Fortunately, several people in the village

The rough lady was nearby and rescued Lin Zisu in time.

"Sister, please rest and recuperate. Another day. I'll let you practice acupuncture techniques another day. I'll treat it as my brother's apology." Lin Wenjing left these words and ran away.

Thinking of her experience in the Fang family in her previous life, she felt a little sad, but also inexplicably happy.

She only knew that old Kang Ning Bolin Houpu was once the envoy of Taiyuan Hospital. Because he encountered a great epidemic on his way back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, envoy Lin did not hesitate to try the medicine himself. The chief envoy of Huainan relied on him to help him before his death.

This prescription saved countless lives in Huainan.

Seeing the confused look on his young lady's face, the maid Amber who was waiting at the side had some sympathy and said softly: "Young Master, the young lady's fall was not light. How can she rest while you are here?"

"Sister, why don't you speak? But are you angry with me?"

Fang Qingyan lay on the bed and carefully sorted out the memory of the original owner. Lin Zisu had loved books since childhood, especially miscellaneous books such as the Five Elements and Bagua, agricultural and industrial arithmetic, and medical divination and astrology.

Hu Bo was afraid that his master and his wife would blame him, so he only picked out some important things and brought them to the dangerous places lightly. When Lin Wenjing heard that his mother had arrived in Zhuangzi, he also rushed over to pay his respects to her mother.

After staying in Huainan for many days, more than ten members of the Lin family, including Lin Houpu, died of the plague. Emperor Zhengxing was greatly moved when he heard that, and he specially granted the title of Count Kang Ning and granted Lin the title of envoy.

The eldest son ascended the throne.

This is Lin Zisu's father, Kang Ning Bolin Yuanzhi, who is currently leading the errands of the Ministry of Household Affairs.

Bi Shi was still worried about Lin Zisu. After meeting Lin Wenjing, he took advantage of Lin Zisu's injury and poured out all his worries.

"Sister, the wooden carriage you designed this time is really amazing. It traveled more than fifty feet on the ground."

Yes, from today on, she is Lin Zisu, the eldest lady of Kang Ningbo Mansion, and has nothing to do with the Fang family anymore.

It's just that the art of acupuncture cannot be mastered overnight, especially the identification of acupoints and the application of needles, which require repeated practice. If you don't practice your hands for one day, and if you don't practice your mind for three days, the task of identifying acupuncture points falls on the family members, and Lin Wenjing

He's the one who's been stabbed the most.

These books could not be read in the homes of serious officials. It happened that Lin Zisu's late maternal grandfather loved books as much as his life. He was also the chief registrar of Honglu Temple and had extensive contact with Westerners. Whenever he had time, he would read all the books he read every day.

The news was recorded in volumes, and these books are now all stored in the backyard of Conningbo Mansion.

During Fang Qingyan's lifetime, the Kangning Palace was extremely low-key in Beijing. Except for its appearance at the annual celebrations in the palace, few people mentioned it.

Taking advantage of the doctor's consultation, Hu Bo stumbled and explained the general process of his young lady's injury.

After Amber's reminder, Lin Wenjing remembered that he was already fifteen years old, and it seemed inappropriate to stay in his sister's room for such a long time.

As soon as the personal maid Hu Po served Lin Zisu some millet porridge, the mother-in-law in the village informed her that Lin Zisu's stepmother, Mrs. Bi, had led the city's doctors to the village.

This Bi family is not yet twenty-five years old this year. Her father, Bi Suinan, was originally a county magistrate in Huainan. In gratitude for old Uncle Kang Ning's life-saving grace, he asked Bi family to marry into the Lin family as a continuation of his marriage.

"Sister, I remember that there is a kind of wooden bird recorded in "Zhai Jing", can you help me draw a drawing?"

"After all, you are also the young master of Kang Ningbo's house. How can you do such menial work as carpentry? If you really want to do it, just leave it to the servants to do it. You don't have to do it yourself."

Bi stayed in the room and chatted for half an hour. The accompanying doctor couldn't listen anymore and had to interrupt: "Madam, don't worry, the family's good reputation spreads far and wide. The eldest lady suffered this disaster and escaped unscathed."

It is the protection of gods."

Bi liked this sentence very much. She clasped her hands together and recited more than a dozen words of "Amitabha" before hugging the doctor and leaving Lin Zisu's boudoir.

After sending the doctor away, Bi was still a little worried. After coaxing Lin Zisu to lie down on the bed, she explained carefully to Hu Hui outside the house before returning to the city.

(End of chapter)