Spring has just arrived in Donghe Village, and there is still a hint of coolness in the evening.

Some women gathered outside a small courtyard with mud walls in the village. Everyone looked inside and couldn't help but start discussing.

"Jiang Zhiluo still has a way to force Mr. Cui to marry her."

"No, who told her to be so shameless? She followed Mr. Cui, and even jumped into the river in front of Mr. Cui when no one was around. If their family hadn't been so kind to the Cui family, Mr. Cui would never have done it.

If I can save her, I won't marry her."

"Yes, even if Mr. Cui lives in our countryside, he is still a fairy-like person."

"It's a pity that I'm not in good health. I jumped into the river to save people in the cold spring. My condition seems to be getting worse. I've been coughing."

"Hush, Mr. Cui is good-looking. I heard that he was the one who committed the crime and offended the nobles in the capital. Jiang Zhiluo is stupid. She insists on marrying someone because she is good-looking. Otherwise, the girls from these ten miles and eight villages will like Mr. Cui again.

, then no one dares to follow Mr. Cui."

"Yes, it's still important to survive."

"Everyone, please keep your voice down. Today is a happy event for Mr. Cui and Jiang Zhiluo. It's getting late. Everyone, please go home quickly."

…

Jiang Zhiluo sat on the bed, listening to the voices of the village women outside, and took off the hijab on her head.

She looked at the simple house in front of her, and a layer of mist filled her clear eyes.

By absorbing a little memory from this body, she understood that she had traveled through time again.

The life she had memories of lived in ancient times. After her death, she traveled to modern times with advanced technology. Now she has traveled back to ancient times, but in a different time and space.

She was dressed as a fifteen-year-old country girl Jiang Zhiluo. She seemed to have been stimulated as a child and was not very smart.

And once you travel through time, it’s the wedding scene.

It seems that my predecessor met Cui Hejin by chance and thought he was extremely good-looking, so he tried his best to marry him.

The Jiang family dotes on Jiang Zhiluo, and last year Mrs. Cui went to town to sell eggs. She fell into the river during a snowy day when she came back. It was Jiang Zhiluo's mother who jumped into the river and saved her life.

Because of this life-saving kindness and some tricks used by her predecessor, she successfully married Cui Hejin.

For some reason, she searched the memories in her mind, but found that the impression of Cui Hejin's appearance in her mind was very vague, as if there was a cloud of fog covering her, making it difficult for her to see clearly.

It was just her body shape that gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Ahem..."

Just when Jiang Zhiluo was thinking about things, a cold cough sounded like frost and snow.

Immediately afterwards, the door creaked open, and then a man with a slender figure as tall as a bamboo walked in from outside the house.

When Jiang Zhiluo followed the voice and looked towards the door, she suddenly saw an aristocratic man who seemed to have stepped out of poetry and painting.

He was dressed in red clothes and came against the light of red candles in the room. He was thin but could not hide his excellent bones. He was really as beautiful as a picture scroll, and the autumn water was like a god.

Those pair of cold, ink-like phoenix eyes have a kind of captivating magic power when they look at people.

He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, but he could invisibly exude an indescribable aura.

Even though he was wearing red clothes, he seemed to have an aura like wind and snow, and his body seemed to carry a faint and refreshing fragrance, such as sandalwood and calligraphy and painting ink. His aura was incompatible with the layout of the room at this time.

This person should be suitable for wearing moon-white clothes.

Realizing this idea, Jiang Zhiluo looked startled.

Suddenly, vague memories of that ancient life flooded into her mind.

It slowly unfolds in my mind like a scroll.

Jiang Zhiluo's heart trembled uncontrollably, and her body stiffened.

A surge of sour emotions welled up in her heart, and even her eyes welled up with uncontrollable tears.
Chapter completed!