Rebirth: The First Daughter and the Ruthless Concubine

Meng Wan often thinks how great it would be if she had a sister like Huanyan, not Meng Junyao, but Huanyan.

We grew up together, got married together, respected our parents together, and watched little Yun'er grow up together...

She also often thinks that it doesn't matter even if they are not biological sisters. In her heart, Huanyan is as important as her family. Even if they are not related by blood, they are still sisters. She will arrange the best for Huanyan and will not be wronged.

She half points.

But in the last life, this wish was in vain, and Huanyan left her early. She originally thought that she would have a chance to make up for it in this life, but God once again played a big joke on her.

Huanyan was dead. She had been soaked in the cold water for an unknown amount of time. She was lying there stiffly. She didn't have the same smile as before. She just lay there so quietly, motionless.

Meng Wan could hardly believe her eyes. She stood not far away and watched quietly. For a long time, she could not move even a minute.

She didn't believe it at all. It was clear that things were fine before, they had met each other early in the morning, and the voice and smile were still in front of her, but why did she go like this in the blink of an eye?

It’s really hard to accept!

"Miss--" Meng Wan stood aside, looking at Meng Wan standing there with her back stiff, her eyes falling on Huanyan without blinking, but she didn't move, she just watched quietly, and she couldn't help feeling panicked.

Called softly.

Meng Wan still did not move, as if everything was frozen, only two lines of hot tears fell unconsciously down her cheeks, one drop or two, just quietly slipped down, fell on her clothes, and dissipated in the wind and rain...

--

Meng Wan seemed to have had a long dream. In the dream, there were countless figures moving around. She wanted to see them, but she couldn't see them clearly. She just felt drowsy and a little dizzy.

She couldn't help but frown, what was wrong with her? Why was her head so dizzy?

Her thoughts wandered bit by bit, and she returned to the scene before she fainted. She seemed to be at the well in the backyard, and there seemed to be a large group of people...

people..

Thinking of this, she suddenly sat up from the bed for some reason.

What came into view was the snow-white gauze curtain, with layers of overlapping layers, exactly like her bedroom. The surroundings were completely dark, and the lamps were lit in the room, flickering on and off. When I looked out, I could see only a single figure.

Walking back and forth, she called out "Huanyan" in a low voice, but it was Huangfu Mi who came in.

"Wan'er--" Huangfu Mi was walking back and forth outside, worried in his heart. Hearing the movement inside the house, he hurriedly opened the curtain and entered.

Seeing Meng Wan supporting herself and getting ready, he supported her with his long arms, held her in his arms, and whispered softly: "My body is still very weak, so lie down and don't move."

Huangfu Mi's face was full of exhaustion and his voice was slightly hoarse. He hugged her tightly. Seeing her pale face, he couldn't help but feel worried: "Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Meng Wan didn't really come back to her senses for a moment. Looking at Huangfu Mi's worried expression, she was a little puzzled: "What happened to me...?"

She always felt that something was wrong, but her thoughts were so chaotic that she couldn't figure them out.

Huangfu Mi was stunned for a moment: "You..."

Before she finished speaking, Meng Wan had already lifted the quilt: "I remember I seemed to be in the backyard..." But her body suddenly stagnated.

Backyard, water, joy...

She raised her head suddenly, and all the confused thoughts came to her mind at this time. Huanyan was fished out of the well, and then...

"Where's Huanyan?" She seemed stunned for a moment, but her voice was trembling.

The severe pain in her chest and the memory before falling asleep all revealed the truth. She suddenly grabbed Huangfu Mi's lapel: "Huan...where is Huanyan?"

There was blood in her eyes, and the look was very frightening. She looked at Huangfu Mi closely without blinking.

Seeing Huangfu Mi feel heartache for a while, he raised his hand, touched her pale and bloodless cheek, and sighed almost inaudibly: "I'm sorry, Huanyan has... gone..."

Ga--

There seemed to be some sound passing through her ears, and Meng Wan froze, as if she didn't understand what he said, "You...what did you say..."

He already knew it in his heart, but he refused to admit it. He just firmly grasped Huang Fumi's lapel and stared blankly.

Huangfu Mi closed his eyes, not knowing how to speak. She cared so much about Huanyan, but Huanyan died without knowing it. How could she bear such a blow?

"Are you lying to me? Ah, Huangfu Mi, are you lying to me?" She was obviously smiling, but tears were falling down. She shook her head desperately, refusing to admit this fact: "

I was dreaming just now, why did you play a joke on me? Huangfumi, this is not fun, not fun at all. If you keep doing this, I will get angry."

The sudden smile seemed to place all hopes on him, just hoping that he could say something to reassure her.

But he couldn't do it. How could he deceive himself? He sighed lowly: "I'm really gone... Huanyan, I'm really gone... I'm not dreaming!"

The smile stopped suddenly, and even the last trace of hope disappeared. Meng Wan loosened her fingers little by little, and her head seemed to explode.

There is only one sentence in my heart: Huanyan... is gone...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Wan'er, I'm sorry..." Looking at her panicked look, Huang Fumi felt like his heart was being pulled. He put his arms around her and kept murmuring.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she burst into a loud shout: "No, no, no..." There was a decisiveness in her tone, as if the sky was falling.

"Huanyan will be fine, you're lying, you're lying..."

Tears fell like broken beads. The hot tears fell on his shoulders and soon soaked his clothes.

In his arms, she shook her head desperately, refusing to accept this reality. Her fists fell on his back one after another, showing resentment and pain. She didn't know how to express it, so she could only vent it desperately.

She seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and Huang Fumi was painfully beaten by her, but she did not let go. All the pain was incomparable to the discomfort in her heart.

Her happy face, happy face, just disappeared.

Tears welled up again and fell into Huang Fumi's arms, tears falling like rain.

--

I don't know how long I cried, and finally collapsed in Huang Fumi's arms.

However, her sleep was not stable. She seemed to be in a world of ice and snow, surrounded by people, but she could not feel a trace of warmth. Everyone was pushing Huanyan, trying to save her.

But he couldn't get any closer.

She woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat.

What caught my eye was a sad face. It was my aunt who was guarding the bed. Seeing that Meng Wan was awake, she hurriedly came forward to check.

"Child, how are you?"

Meng Wan seemed to have not come back to her senses for a moment. She stared blankly for a moment, and tears suddenly welled up again.

"Aunt——" She didn't want to be so sad and sad, nor did she want to appear helpless, but she just couldn't help it. No matter whether she opened her eyes or closed them, her heart was filled with joy.

Seeing this, the third lady felt sad for a while. She walked forward and hugged Meng Wan's body. She sighed softly: "I have heard Meng Wan tell you about Huanyan. People cannot be resurrected after death, so mourning is the only way."

He raised his hand to wipe her face with a handkerchief, and kept comforting her.

Meng Wan shook her head: "That's what you say, but it's really difficult to do it. After all, Huanyan and I grew up together. How can we forget the friendship we have had for so many years?"

Meng Wan was whimpering and crying so hard that she was out of breath. Her voice seemed to be stuck in her throat. Her tears were still falling silently and silently. It could be seen that she was trying her best to endure it, but that was it.

That makes people feel even more distressed.

The third lady couldn't help but shed tears. She held her hand with crystal clear eyes and said softly: "I know that you two have a deep friendship, but you keep crying like this. If you break your body from crying, who will avenge Huanyan? Who killed her?

The murderer hasn't been found yet, and we don't even know what happened. If you fall ill, who will find out the truth?"

Meng Wan's body stiffened. Yes, Huan Yan was so miserable. If she didn't find out the truth, I'm afraid she would die in peace.

Thinking of this, Meng Wan suddenly sat up from the bed, pushed away the third lady's hand, and then walked out quickly towards the door.

Behind him, the third lady looked anxiously, but she did not dare to stop her. She could only let Mu Ci take her cloak and follow her hastily, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly.

A happy face is the most important thing to Wan'er. This girl must be heartbroken right now. She just hopes that the murderer can be caught soon so that she can feel more at ease!

--

The starry sky is bright, the crescent moon is hanging high, and the sky is as empty as ever, as if it doesn't understand the joys and sorrows of the world at all.

In the nine-curved corridor of Ningyue Tower, a hurried figure walked quickly, wearing only a single piece of clothing, loosely covering his body, as if he was about to fall down if he was blown by the wind.

In her hand, she held a sharp dagger tightly. The blade was out of the scabbard. Under the moonlight, it glowed faintly. She ignored Mu Ci's hurrying behind her and just walked quickly.

As he walked, his steps were weak and he staggered, but his face showed great hatred under the moonlight.

There is no doubt that this person is Meng Wan. She is biting her lip tightly at this moment. Her physical weakness is particularly obvious at this moment, but she seems to be completely unaware of it. There is only one thought in her heart - to avenge Huanyan.

, find the murderer!

The empty courtyard was full of people. It was Meng Wan who sent people to summon all the servants of the palace. Different from the previous inquiry, Meng Wan now held a sword in his hand and murderous intent was everywhere. It seemed that as long as those people, which one

If you dare to lie and are caught by her, the sharp blade will pierce you mercilessly.

The people in the courtyard were silent, everyone was frightened, everyone was in danger, and they all looked at Meng Wan in panic.

Meng Wan suddenly didn't realize it. She just pointed her sword at everyone and said sternly: "I ask again, has anyone seen Huan Yan today? I don't believe it. A big living person was killed in the palace.

No one saw it."

She would never treat people like this, but now she is really angry. If she doesn't find the murderer for Huanyan, she will not give up no matter what!

Everyone shuddered, but you looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said a word.

Meng Wan was annoyed and stabbed the sword into the tree next to her. The collision of the sharp weapon with the tree trunk made a loud sound, which became more and more strange in the silent night.

But still no one said anything, not because they didn’t want to say it, but because they really didn’t know!

At this moment, Qingcheng walked out of the crowd: "Princess, we can understand that you are sad that Miss Huanyan was killed, but we have never seen her before. No matter how much you ask, you can't find out the result."

"Eldest sister--" Liancheng saw this and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull, but Qingcheng dodged it and walked to Meng Wan, his expression unchanged.

Meng Wan couldn't help but frowned: "It's my business whether you can find out if you ask. If you see it, just say it. If you don't see it, go back. Don't get in the way."

She already had a grudge against Fu Qingcheng, but she still talked too much now. No wonder Meng Wan scolded her mercilessly.

Fu Qingcheng's face froze obviously: "In that case, the princess will continue the interrogation. It is also your business to make the whole palace panic. However, I forgive Qingcheng for not accompanying me. I have something to do, so I will leave first."

"You..." Meng Wan stood there silently, but Mu Ci couldn't stand it.

She had just followed Meng Wan over, and she didn't know Qingcheng's temperament yet, so she couldn't help but feel a little unable to bear it now. However, Meng Wan waved her hand: "You can leave if you want. Let me know your whereabouts today."

Meng Wan's temperament is like this. Whatever she wants to do, as long as it doesn't violate morality and doesn't harm others, then she will definitely do it.

Just like now, she said she wanted to find out the truth of the matter, and she would not give up on anyone who dared to obstruct her.

Qingcheng's face was obviously ugly. She stared at Meng Wan for a moment. Seeing her pale and bloodless face, Fu Qingcheng suddenly raised the corners of her lips: "Okay, if I can help the princess, I don't mind either."

I will inform you of my whereabouts."

After that, he turned to Liancheng: "I got up late yesterday. After I got up, I went to my sister's place and had dinner with her. We stayed together the whole morning."

"What time did you go to Miss Liancheng's place?"

"Chen hour and three quarters."

"What about before? Huanyan left the Prime Minister's Mansion at the first quarter of Chenshi. If he came to the Prince's Mansion, he would not have gone beyond the second quarter of Chenshi."

"As I said, I woke up late and was still asleep at that time."

"Who can testify?"

"Who can testify when you are sleeping? The princess is really good at joking. Is it possible that when you were still in the boudoir, there was someone around when you fell asleep?"

Meng Wan was startled, remembering that Huanyan always stood outside the door in the past. If she made any trouble in the house, that girl would be the first to get in. However, the scene was still vaguely in front of her eyes. However, from now on, she could only

It's an old dream.

Suddenly, he lost the energy to speak and stood there slightly stunned. At this moment, Fu Qingcheng took a step forward: "It seems that the princess has finished asking all the questions that need to be asked. In this case, Qingcheng will leave."

After that, without paying attention to Meng Wan's expression, she picked up her skirt and walked towards her courtyard. Meng Wan was left standing there in her original posture, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

--

After that, I asked everyone again, and everyone still said they hadn't seen it. In the end, I had no choice but to let everyone go back.

At this time, I was already deep in love. Meng Wan stood there, but she had no strength to move at all. Her mood was as low as ever, and a feeling of powerlessness spread from the bottom of her heart.

She thought that maybe she had always overestimated herself. In fact, she was nothing at all and could not protect the people around her. Now, she didn't even have the ability to avenge her, and she didn't even have any clues.

She clenched her fists dejectedly, and staggered aimlessly like a soulless ghost. Unknowingly, she came to the courtyard where Huanyan placed the corpse. She stood at the door and looked at the bloated head covered in water under the white cloth.

Meng Wan's tears welled up again.

Really, really useless, Huanyan, you must be hating me for being so useless right now, right? I can't even find any clues, so I let you die in vain.

However, I am not willing to give in. I want to figure it out and help you get revenge, but there are so many thoughts rushing in my heart that I can't do anything.

Huanyan, Huanyan, if you know something, tell me, tell me what to do, okay?

"Ah!" As his thoughts were rising and falling, Mu Ci suddenly screamed behind him, and before Meng Wan could recover, he pointed at Mu Ci's body with a look of horror on his face.

Meng Wan then looked over and saw Mu Ci's hand falling from a high place and hanging there, which was a bit scary. No wonder Mu Ci exclaimed.

"If you're afraid, just go out first, don't yell at Huanyan here." Meng Wan said softly, then stepped forward under Mu Ci's astonished eyes, gently held Huanyan's hand, and then spoke in a soft voice

Said: "Happy face and be good, put your hands

Okay, wait until early tomorrow morning, and I will find a good place for you. It will be too hard for you to follow me in this life, and there will be no good results. In the next life, you must not come to my side again and hide far away.

Yes, find a good family--"

The words suddenly stopped there, and the tears hanging in her eyes froze. Seeing something slipping from Huanyan's swollen hand, Meng Wan was startled.

What fell on the ground was a plate buckle. The bright red pattern was the pattern of peonies. Judging from the material, it should be only for clothes such as silk and satin, and not all the clothes on Huanyan...

Meng Wan picked it up and put it in the palm of her hand. As she was thinking about it, her dull eyes suddenly lit up. Could it be that the buckle belonged to the murderer? Huanyan grabbed it and held it in her hand before she died.

Thinking of this, she suddenly stood up and looked at Huanyan's body. The smile she hadn't seen for a long time finally appeared on her lips: "Huanyan, this is a clue, right? I knew that my Huanyan was so smart that she would definitely stay.

Anyone who gives clues will definitely..."

With this, Meng Wan believed that she would be able to follow the clues and find out whose clothes it was.

She shook Huanyan's hand again. At this moment, Meng Wan was full of fighting spirit. She suddenly turned around, grasped the plate buckle tightly, and rushed out without looking back. However, she didn't see that in the courtyard, in the dim light and shadow, a person had been standing for a long time.

He hid behind a tree. When he saw Meng Wan rushing out with a little joy, the man froze and followed quickly.

--

"Mu Ci, immediately order someone to prepare a carriage. I want to enter the palace."

After leaving the courtyard, Meng Wan walked very quickly and whispered instructions to Mu Ci who was waiting at the door.

Mu Ci was obviously taken aback, "At this hour, the young lady is going to enter the palace?"

Only then did Meng Wan realize that it was already late at night, and the key to the palace door had been unlocked, making it impossible to enter the palace.

"In this case, remember to tell people to prepare early tomorrow morning. I will enter the palace early in the morning."

After answering the words, Fang and Meng Wan returned to the room together. Huangfu Mi had not come back yet. He was lying on the bed, holding the plate buckle tightly, opening his eyes and looking outside. In Meng Wan's eyes, there was a rustling sound.

Everything is light.

Early the next morning, at dawn, Meng Wan hurriedly entered the palace.

When I went out, I bumped into Huangfu Mi who had just returned home. After listening to Meng Wan's story, she originally wanted to follow Meng Wan into the palace to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to check, but when Meng Wan saw the tired look on his face, she couldn't bear it.

She just let him have a good rest while she went off by herself.

Without any other thoughts, he went straight to the House of Internal Affairs. All the daily necessities of Prince Heng's house were provided by the House of Internal Affairs, including everyone's clothes, shoes and socks.

Some people had already heard the news and were waiting there. When they saw Meng Wan, they all knelt down. Meng Wanfang raised his hands. After everyone stood up, he asked: "Who is responsible for the affairs of Prince Heng's Mansion?"

A famous middle-aged eunuch stood up, shook his hand at Meng Wan, and said respectfully: "To the princess, she is a slave."

"Then which piece of clothing is that buckle on, and who was it made for? You should have a file here?"

"yes."

"In that case, please check this for me."

Meng Wan reached out and handed the buckle to the man's hand, and then stared at it for a moment. The man looked at it carefully, and then lowered his head: "Then please wait a moment, Princess, and I will check it out."

Check and come back."

Meng Wan nodded slightly. At this moment, someone looked at her seat, so she sat down in the hall of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and looked straight into the room where the person had just gone, with a slightly condensed look on her face.

She thought that as long as she found out who the clothes were made for, she would be able to find the murderer!

Thinking like this, my heart was full of hope. However, at this moment, the suspicious voice of the eunuch came from the room. Along with the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets,

"Huh? Why are all the files in Prince Heng's Mansion missing? I clearly remember putting them here. Who among you has seen them?"

Meng Wan froze, then stood up abruptly, walked into the house in a few steps, and looked at the man rummaging around. She frowned: "Dossier? Is it the dossier that records the internal affairs of Prince Heng's Mansion?"

The man nodded repeatedly, and Meng Wan's eyebrows frowned even more tightly. The file was gone, but at this time, it was impossible to say that it was a coincidence. Could it be that someone came to destroy it?