Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

Chapter 934 My name is Zong Pan'er, "Pan Jun Picking" Pan, how about you?

She felt that she had spent four years in college for nothing.

It has become a stick.

Thinking wildly, drowsiness struck, and consciousness gradually lost.

Fall into a dream.

I don't know how long it took, but the broken consciousness gradually gathered.

She opened her eyes, but what she saw was not the bedroom at home she was familiar with, but darkness.

The heaven and the earth seem to be integrated into one, regardless of each other.

She inexplicably remembered the illusory world she saw in "A Dream of Red Mansions".

I feel like Jia Baoyu in the book, my mind is too empty.

Dazed, she walked forward until a beam of light caught her attention.

Walking along the light, the darkness in front of him was like a curtain, lifted by a big hand.

She saw a familiar yard.

It seems to be the scene I dreamed about in Jingzhou.

The place where Zong Pan'er lives.

The girl with a familiar figure bent over, hid behind a whitewashed wall in the yard, and looked out quietly, as if waiting for someone.

It was Zong Pan'er.

Maybe it was because Zong Lu told the story, or maybe it was because he learned about his relationship with Zong Pan'er. When Ling Wanwan saw Zong Pan'er this time, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

She tried to walk over, trying to pull Zong Pan'er's clothes, but just like last time, she couldn't touch the person in the dream at all.

She is like a cloud of fog, unable to have any influence on the things in the dream.

After a while, a slender figure in white clothes and a jade crown came over and passed outside the wall.

Yanyan followed the waves for thousands of miles, where is the spring river without moonlight.

Zong Pan'er's eyes lit up, and boldly walked around the wall, walked over, and almost bumped into Zhao Chuli head-on!

Zhao Chuli reacted quickly, stopped in time, held the girl's shoulders firmly, and prevented her from coming up, and then saw clearly that the person in front of her was the second lady of Taifu's mansion, her hand slipped down, and her face turned cold: "Why is it you?"

Zong Pan'er was a little disappointed that he couldn't meet him, and raised his face again: "This is Taifu's residence, it's my home, why can't it be me?"

Zhao Chuli came with his father to accompany the banquet, and left early because of something. He probably didn't expect to meet this second young lady who didn't have a good impression here.

Zong Pan'er walked vigorously and stood in front of him: "You are so ignorant of etiquette, you almost bumped into someone, and you didn't even say a word."

Zhao Chuli is a good man who doesn't fight with women, let alone forcibly grabs the lady of Taifu's mansion away. He said coldly, "What do you want me to say."

Zong Pan'er stared at him with clear eyes, and smiled like a proud bird in the forest:

"My name is Zong Pan'er, Pan from 'Pan Jun Picking', how about you?"

Although both knew each other's identity, they never formally introduced themselves.

I hope that you will pick it up, revealing the girl's hidden spring heart.

Zhao Chuli was too lazy to mess around with her, but wanted to get out of the current environment as soon as possible, so he said impatiently:

"Zhao Chuli. The beginning of the 'first test of the edge', the ceremony of 'restraining oneself and returning to the courtesy'. Is it okay?"

Ling Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, remembering the last words Zong Lu said to himself at night.

It turns out that I hope you will pick it up, test your edge for the first time, restrain yourself and return to courtesy...

It was the first self-introduction between her and him in the previous life...

After Zhao Chuli finished speaking, he brushed past her and strode away.

Zong Pan'er stayed where he was, looking at his back obsessively.

Even though Zhao Chuli dealt with it impatiently, it still made her smile:

"Test your edge for the first time, self-denial and return to courtesy..."

This is her first formal self-introduction with him.

It's a bit short, but...

She is satisfied.

When the scene changed, Ling Wanwan's eyes changed.

In the wedding room with red candles burning high, the bride in phoenix dress and Xiapei sat alone by the bed.

The night is deep.

But there was no sign of the groom.

A woman dressed as a servant girl came in, seemingly aggrieved, and reported:

"Miss, my uncle told you to rest first...he can't go back to the yard at night..."

A woman's worried voice came from under the red hijab:

"What's up with him?"

The maid pursed her lips and replied: "I'm still drinking with guests outside. She said she wanted to accompany the guests. It's really too much. She didn't go back to the new house on the wedding night, and Miss Liu was alone..."

Only then did the bride breathe a sigh of relief, and lifted the hood.

The bride is Zong Pan'er.

From Ling Wanwan's looks, this scene should be Zong Pan'er and Zhao Chuli's wedding night.

There was no trace of grievance or resentment on Zong Pan'er's beautiful face, instead she smiled and turned her head to comfort the maid:

"The Zhao family has a wide network. Most of the people who came to the wedding banquet today are nobles and famous eunuchs. They have to pay attention to socializing. How could he leave everyone and come in with me. Don't worry too much."

The servant girl saw that the young lady was optimistic, and she was still defending the uncle, so it was difficult to say anything.

Zong Pan'er smiled again: "He's not coming anyway. I'm so hungry, bring me something to eat."

The maid sighed, she was still in the mood to eat, but she went outside and brought a small plate of pastries and a cup of tea to the Eight Immortals table.

Zong Pan'er took off the red hijab for herself, picked up the pastry and ate it, and sighed while eating:

"The dim sum in this stately mansion is not as good as the ones I make myself... Poor husband, do you always eat this? No wonder you are so skinny. I have to make it for him to taste it in the future, so that he can know What is delicious in the world."

Ling Wanwan watched her immature, innocent, heartless appearance, and couldn't help sighing.

If it is an ordinary woman, she will be abandoned by her husband on the wedding night and stay alone in the empty boudoir. I don't know how much complaints and dissatisfaction there are.

The little bride in front of her is not only not angry or wronged, but she is also thinking about cooking delicious food for her husband who doesn't care about her.

Seeing her being silly, the servant girl didn't know the sadness of being neglected by her new husband. She only thought that she was young and ignorant, so she sighed secretly and went out to guard first.

Zong Pan'er watched the maid leave, but the smile froze on her face, and she slowly put down the pastry.

The innocence just now disappeared, he sighed, and murmured to the red candle:

"I know the sister you miss. But it doesn't matter."

"It's been a long time, you should like me a little bit, right? Even if it's only a little bit."

Ling Wanwan suddenly understood that Zong Pan'er was not short-sighted or stupid.

She is just a melancholy adolescent girl who bluffs on the surface, doesn't care, but hopes to be loved in her heart.

She also felt uncomfortable being ignored by her new husband on their wedding night.

But she didn't want the people next to her to suffer with her.

It was Zong Pan'er's wedding night, but it seemed to be hers.

Lonely, long, cold.

After a long time, the scene in front of him gradually darkened.

When Ling Wanwan raised his head again, he saw himself in the courtyard of Zhao Mansion.

Two servant girls are hiding behind the wall, whispering:

"Young master is too pitiful. Such a disaster happened at such a young age."

"Young Master's crimes are indeed too great. Not only did the emperor get angry, but the master ordered his life, and he was not allowed to mourn for him, and he was only sent out through the side door after a few days of mourning, just as if he had never given birth to this rebellious son... ..."

"I don't blame the master for being angry. If it weren't for the fact that the eldest lady is the current middle palace, the master is the head of the country, and the emperor has shown some kindness, I'm afraid that even the rest of us in the Zhao family will be punished... for stealing the royal medicine. , Who can afford this crime?"

"After all, the young lady is the most pitiful. She married the young master for less than a year and became a widow and pregnant..."

"That's not true, and the reason why the young master stole the elixir, everyone in our family knows that it is for the deceased Princess Changnan... The young lady is really pitiful, but the husband died for another woman... How can there be such a thing in the world?" Can the woman swallow this grievance?"

Ling Wanwan heard this and understood——

Now, it was the moment when Zhao Chuli was gifted to death.

Walking quickly along the path, I walked in, and finally came to the outside of a small courtyard.

There was a whimpering sound from inside.