Chapter 1: Traveling to the Wedding Scene
Donghe Village, which has just entered spring, still has a slight chill in the evening.
A group of women gathered outside a small mud-walled courtyard in the village. They looked inside and couldn't help but start a discussion.
"Jiang Zhiluo is the one who found a way. She forced Master Cui to marry her."
"That's right. Who told her to be so shameless? She followed Master Cui and even jumped into the river in front of him when no one was around. If it weren't for the favor her family had done to the Cui family, Master Cui would never have saved her, let alone married her."
"Yes, even if Mr. Cui is stranded in our countryside, he is still a god-like person."
"It's a pity that he's not in good health. He jumped into the river to save someone in this cold spring weather. His condition seems to have gotten worse. He keeps coughing."
"Hush, this Mr. Cui may be handsome, but I heard he's a criminal and has offended a noble in the capital. Jiang Zhiluo is stupid enough to insist on marrying him just because he's handsome. Otherwise, even if the girls in the surrounding villages like Mr. Cui, no one would dare to date him."
"Yes, staying alive is more important."
"Everyone, keep your voices down. Today is Master Cui and Jiang Zhiluo's wedding. It's getting late. Let's go home quickly."
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Jiang Zhiluo sat on the bed, listening to the voices of the village women outside, and took off the veil on her head.
She looked at the simple house in front of her, and a layer of mist covered her clear eyes.
By absorbing some of the memories of this body, she realized that she had traveled through time again.
The life she had memories of was one she lived in ancient times. After her death, she traveled to the technologically advanced modern times. Now she has traveled back to ancient times, but to a different time and space.
She was reborn as Jiang Zhiluo, a fifteen-year-old country girl. It seemed that her previous incarnation had been traumatized as a child and was not very smart.
And as soon as you travel through time, you will see a wedding scene.
It seemed that her previous life had met Cui Hejin by chance and thought he was extremely handsome, so she tried every means to marry him.
The Jiang family dotes on Jiang Zhiluo. Last year, when Mrs. Cui went to the town to sell eggs and was coming back on a snowy day, she fell into the river. It was Jiang Zhiluo's mother who jumped into the river to save her life.
Because of this life-saving favor, and the help of her previous life, she was able to marry Cui Hejin smoothly.
For some reason, when she searched her memory, she found that the impression of Cui Hejin's appearance in her mind was very vague, as if there was a fog covering it, making her unable to see clearly.
It was just that his figure gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
“Ahem…”
Just as Jiang Zhiluo was thinking about something, a series of cold coughs as frosty and snowy sounded.
Then the door creaked open, and a man with a figure as slender as a bamboo walked in from outside.
When Jiang Zhiluo looked towards the door following the sound, she suddenly saw a noble man who seemed to have walked out of a poem or painting.
He was dressed in red, walking against the light of the red candles in the house. He was thin but his excellent bone structure could not be concealed. He was truly as beautiful as a painting, and his figure was divine.
When those cold, ink-black phoenix eyes look at people indifferently, they have a kind of enchanting power that can captivate people.
He looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, but he exuded an indescribable aura.
Even though he was wearing red clothes, he seemed to carry the breath of wind and snow, and there seemed to be a faint and clear fragrance on his body, like sandalwood and the scent of ink from calligraphy and painting. His breath was incompatible with the layout of the room at this time.
This person should be suitable for wearing moon-white clothes.
When Jiang Zhiluo realized this idea, she was stunned.
Suddenly, vague memories of her ancient life emerged in her mind.
It slowly unfolds in my mind like a scroll.
Jiang Zhiluo's heart trembled uncontrollably, and her body stiffened.
A sour and swollen emotion welled up in her heart, and even uncontrollable tears welled up in her eyes.
It’s him!
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