Chapter 1 A life more bitter than coptis root Bad

news, Jiang Zhiyu died.

Good news, she is alive again.

She stood there, blinking her eyes, looking around blankly.

In front of her, a young man in ancient costume, with an imposing aura, was angry: "Sulan, look at your good sister! This is a gift, is she going to die?!"

Sulan? Jiang Zhiyu's eyes widened, and the girl beside her trembled: "Siyuan, Zhiyu didn't mean it, no one saw it, you can just forgive her this time, okay?"

Jiang Zhiyu: !!!

How familiar is the scene in front of her? !

Jiang Sulan? !

Isn't this a character in the novel she read before?

In the novel, the prime minister and his wife have three sons and two daughters, one is Jiang Sulan, and the other is Jiang Zhiyu!

Jiang Zhiyu recalled the plot in her mind, and she was completely numb.

How did she travel through time and space and become the poor cannon fodder in this book! ! !

The scene in front of her was exactly the date of Jiang Zhiyu's death in her memory!

Soon, she would be beheaded by the young man in front of her because of damaging the gift, and her sister Jiang Sulan would also die at night because of wearing the poisonous jade pendant he gave her.

The prime minister, who lost his two daughters, was heartbroken and poured all his love into his adopted daughter, the heroine of the original book, Song Shiwei.

However, Song Shiwei was an ungrateful person who was determined to believe that the prime minister was the murderer of her father. In the end, she even framed the prime minister for treason, resulting in the execution of the prime minister's entire family.

Even though the truth was finally revealed, Song Shiwei did not regret it at all. He just sighed lightly and said, "It's fate."

Jiang Zhiyu: [Bullshit fate, it's obviously my fault. I think she is sticking the left cheek on the right cheek. She is thick-skinned and shameless! ]

Jiang Sulan, who was trying hard to beg for mercy: "..."

Who is talking?

Is she hallucinating?

No one spoke.

Seeing her stop, the young man in front of him - the current Third Prince Xiao Siyuan, sighed lightly in a pretentious manner, and his voice softened a little: "Sulan, even if no one saw it, this jade pendant is recorded in the warehouse. If my father saw it, how should I answer?"

Jiang Sulan was speechless, and despair gradually appeared in her eyes.

[Listen to his nonsense! What kind of gift is this? It's just a scrap of material that I found from somewhere and ground into a piece! Sister, don't believe him!

Jiang Sulan widened her eyes and looked at her sister beside her in surprise. She

had a small face the size of a palm, dark and clear eyes, like a fawn, cherry lips and a plump nose, and looked very well-behaved.

But the most important thing was that she didn't open her mouth at all!

Then why did she hear her sister's voice? !

Could it be...

She was still surprised, but Xiao Siyuan was already impatient: "Sulan, I can't help it. The jade pendant is damaged, and I really can't explain to my father.

A jade pendant held in the white palm suddenly appeared in front of him. Jiang Zhiyu curled her lips slightly, with a slight swirl on her cheeks: "It's not damaged. "

Xiao Siyuan:!!!

Impossible, I clearly saw cracks on the jade pendant!

Xiao Siyuan frowned slightly, but after a moment, he was relieved.

The jade pendant was coated with a deadly poison. Once it is held for a long time, the poison will corrode into the body and even gods cannot save it.

And Jiang Zhiyu has been holding it for such a long time...

Xiao Siyuan looked at her with the same eyes as a dead person.

Anyway, Jiang Zhiyu was going to die, and it didn't matter to Xiao Siyuan whether to chop off her head or not, and it could also win Jiang Sulan's favor.

Thinking of this, Xiao Siyuan smiled and said, "That's great. For Sulan's sake, this time, I will not pursue the matter. Miss, please return the jade pendant to your sister. "

When he said this, his tone was full of malice.

Jiang Sulan was completely unaware and just thought that he was thinking of their old love. She looked at Jiang Zhiyu with some expectation in her eyes.

[My dear sister! This jade pendant is painted with a deadly poison. Your beloved, who you have been thinking about all the time, only wants your life!]

Jiang Sulan was struck by lightning.

What? What did she say?

Jiang Zhiyu was no less miserable. She was still miserable. She had a hard life. She had finally survived the apocalypse, but she was reborn as a cannon fodder. Now she survived, and in the future, her whole family would be confiscated.

Her heart was bitterer than that of Coptis chinensis.

She handed the jade pendant over, but saw Jiang Sulan's expression as if she had seen a ghost . , and took a few steps back.

Jiang Zhiyu: ???

Weren't you looking forward to it when he gave it to you? Why is it like this when it comes to me?

Double standards? !

Afraid that Xiao Siyuan would get suspicious, Jiang Zhiyu took a few steps forward and slapped the jade pendant into her palm.

Jiang Sulan's eyes were filled with tears.

Knowing that the jade pendant was poisonous, her sister still gave it to her without hesitation?

No, if the jade pendant was poisonous, why did she dare to take it?

Jiang Zhiyu also wondered why she was crying.

[Feeling unwell? Impossible, I have already absorbed all the poison.]

[Hiss, could it be that her love brain thinks that this jade pendant can only be given to Xiao Siyuan? If I give it to him, it would be a blasphemy to their love?!]

Jiang Sulan: "..."

It is true that I admire the third prince, but not to that extent...

But my sister seems to know a lot.

Jiang Sulan recalled the scene when Jiang Zhiyu ran over and knocked the jade pendant down, and she suddenly realized that she must have heard the news and saw this scene, and had no time to tell her, so she resorted to this desperate measure.

And I, not only blamed her for being ignorant in my heart, but also suspected that she wanted to harm me...

Jiang Sulan felt extremely guilty for a while.

Xiao Siyuan saw that the jade pendant was in Jiang Sulan's hands, and he was secretly happy, but his face was still full of affection.

"Beautiful jade nourishes people. This jade suits you. Your health will surely get better slowly."

[How fresh! You will be reborn with a healthier body!]

Jiang Sulan: "..." She

wanted to laugh.

She bowed slightly, and her smile was a little distant: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Xiao Siyuan did not doubt him and continued: "After the autumn hunt is over, I will ask my father for a marriage. I will marry you in a formal way and promise you a long life. From now on, you will be my principal wife, the envy of all women in the world."

Jiang Zhiyu stood aside and listened with a tingling scalp.

[How shameless! If I marry you, I will become the most envied person by women in the world? Ugh, you are a common man! Besides, if it weren't for me, my sister would die as soon as she returned tonight. You are still asking for a marriage? Ha! ]

[Look at this cake, it's so big and round, anyone who eats it will be a fool! ]

Jiang Sulan: "..." Her

originally cold and frightened mood was completely dispersed by her sister.

She listened to her sister's lively heartbeat and even wanted to laugh.

Looking at the young man in front of her who seemed to be deeply in love with her, she felt a sense of separation.

She and the third prince knew each other in childhood, and they were childhood sweethearts. Their relationship has long been known to everyone.

It was just that the marriage proposal was missing.

Every time she mentioned it, Xiao Siyuan would always prevaricate with various reasons. Now she heard him mention it with her own ears, but it was when he was sure that he would not survive tonight.

How ironic!

The two of them looked at each other, and no one noticed that Jiang Zhiyu's fingers moved slightly...