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Twelve Origins

  The Eldest Daughter's Marrying into the Highest Royalty

  It was night, Qing Xing pushed open the door with a tray of three porcelain cups in her hand and saw Wen Jiu sitting on the edge of the bed, staring blankly under the candlelight.

  "Miss, what are you thinking about? You didn't seem to like this book very much. Why aren't you reading it?" Qing An put down the tray and asked.

  The ninth sister looked up at her and shook her head without saying a word.

  "Miss, are you... are you worried about what Liu Niang said about Master Biao?" Qing Xiang looked at her for a moment before suddenly asking.

  This time it was Jiu's turn to be stunned, and then she raised her head vigilantly, staring straight at her.

  "Don't worry, miss. The other day, I heard Qinglan and Qingzhu in Liu's house talking about how different the young master is from four years ago. Not only has he grown taller and thinner, but also become unreasonable. It's said that he even learned martial arts from Weiyuan Wang, who became famous at a young age. How could such a person still bully a girl all day? Besides, today is the young master's 14th birthday, isn't it? Even if he comes, he won't be able to stay in the inner courtyard all day. Miss, you won't easily run into him." Qinghua added.

  Hearing this young girl speak, Jiu's heart finally put down.

  She also thought this little girl had seen through her.

  Four years ago, with Xin Qīn Wáng Shìzǐ ōuyáng Jìng that origin, is not as simple as this little girl's mouth.

  This little girl knows one thing but doesn't know another.

  What she knew was that due to the cruelty of the young master, her own daughter and the young master fell into the pond at the same time.

  But in fact it is another version ——

  Actually, Ou Yang Jing didn't do anything that day, it was she who kicked him into the water with one foot.

  It can be said that if it weren't for Ou Yang Zhu Tou, Wen Jiu wouldn't have become a nun.

  "Teacher Jin—"

  The last moment before losing consciousness was still the painful and heart-wrenching cry of the young man on the rooftop.

  But for some reason, when she woke up, she was in the pool water, with a large amount of icy water pouring into her mouth and nose. Her whole body was chilled to the bone, and her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were all sealed shut, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

  In order to get rid of that painful situation, she unconsciously began to struggle, her arms stroking hard and her legs kicking hard.

  She is certainly a good swimmer, as it was one of the sports in college physical education, and she was among the best.

  Soon her body floated to the surface, she swam quickly to the shore, and only after wiping the water off her face with her hand did she realize something was wrong, because that hand wasn't hers.

  Not just her hands, but also her body... didn't belong to her either...

  "...Dried bean sprout, you can actually swim?! The young master hastily sent Ah Fu to call for help, why didn't you say so earlier?" Just then, a voice suddenly shouted at her.

  She was taken aback, looked over, and then suddenly widened her eyes.

  The little boy in front of me, with a round face, eyes squeezed into a slit, and a bit like Zhu Bajie, was dressed in ancient costume.

  On her head was a golden crown with hair tied up, on her body was a dark blue silk brocade robe with embroidered precious flowers, around her waist was a jade belt, and on the belt were still decorated with eastern pearls.

  "Dried bean sprouts, this is the son asking you a question... didn't you hear?!" She was stunned for a moment, and that little pig head became displeased, shouting at her.

  Persimmon... son? No, it should be world son... Ah, could she...

  "Dried bean sprout, you actually pretended to be deaf and dumb for me... Alright alright, I'll let you have another two mouthfuls of cool water..." Unexpectedly, that little pig head suddenly got furious, rushed over, and with all his might pushed her into the pool.

  She was taken aback and tried to steady herself.

  But unexpectedly this body was too weak and powerless, and soon it was pushed down to the water's edge once again.

  She panicked and struggled desperately.

  In the midst of the tussle, seeing that he was no match for the tall and sturdy little pig-headed man, in a moment of desperation, she bit down on his hand, then took advantage of his momentary pain to kick him into the pool.

  The master's body should have died at the hands of this little pig head, it can be seen that this guy is a lawless person, her means must be thorough.

  Having gone through a life-and-death experience, she began to cherish this hard-won opportunity for rebirth even more, despite everything in front of her being like an illusion.

  "Dried bean sprout, you actually dare...dare kick me, don't you want to live anymore? Quick...quick pull me up..."

  That little fatty entered the water but still didn't reduce his momentum, gnashing his teeth and shouting at her, but as he shouted, he gradually lost his voice and sank down.

  It turns out this little pig can't swim...

  "Your Highness, Your Highness, he's here, he's here..."

  Just as she had not yet digested this series of strange changes, a sudden urgent footsteps came.

  In the midst of shock and panic, memories that didn't belong to her flooded her mind. After quickly sorting them out, she swiftly made a decision - to jump into the water...

  Later, she and the little pig head were both rescued, but the little pig head fainted. She then made up a reason that the little pig head had jumped into the water to save her, thinking of taking things one step at a time.

  Of course, no one dared to blame her, even though Ou Yang Jing's life or death was uncertain, even though Madame Zou was heartbroken and cried for her nephew, even though the old lady was worried that they would offend King Xin.

  Who made her this Ou Yang Xiao Zhu Tou intentionally push into the water?

  Actually, no one blamed her, and she wasn't doing well either. The various discomforts of being in a strange world for the first time, plus all sorts of worries about that little pig-headed boy waking up...

  Unexpectedly, however, the little pig's head woke up and was fine, and it walked away.

  But didn't pursue the matter of falling into the water, and didn't come to settle accounts with her, nor did others!

  The page was turned like this, and she gradually forgot about it, only to think that now she would see the little pig head again...

  "Miss, Auntie Xu has arrived."

  Just then, the door was pushed open again and Qing Tao led in Auntie Xu.

  "Oh, Auntie, it's so late, why have you come over personally? Is something the matter with my aunt?" Seeing the visitor, Jiu Si'er's pale face immediately turned solemn and she stood up to greet her.

  "Don't worry, everything is fine at your aunt's place!" Xu Auntie hastily said.

  "Oh..." Jiujier finally let out a sigh of relief.

  "Auntie is in a good mood today, she picked some osmanthus flowers and made osmanthus chestnut sugar cakes, let me bring some over for you to try!" Aunt Xu said as she handed a red lacquer carved flower food box to Qingtuo.

  "Oh, thank you so much, Auntie!" Jiujier smiled, but her expression turned slightly solemn as she gazed out at the courtyard in the darkness.

  "Don't worry, miss, today the aunt has made a lot of rice cakes. Once they're done, I'll first send some to the third madam, then to the fourth young master and tenth young lady. You're the last one on my list." Seeing her expression, Xu Aunt smiled.

  "Hmm..." Ninth Sister asked again, "Where is Master then?"

  "Where's Master..." Aunt Xu's eyelids immediately drooped down, "It hasn't been long, it should be... the madam forgot."

  "Oh!" After hearing this, Jiujiu couldn't help but nod her head, feeling relieved in her heart.

  This mother finally got it right, not easy!

  At this age, fighting for favor is meaningless, it's better to curry favor with the mistress and make life easier.

  As for her father, who was so weak and thin-skinned, when had he ever looked at them with a straight eye? This clay idol didn't deserve to be worshipped.

  Relying on oneself is the best way!

  Auntie Xu sat for a little while longer before she got ready to leave.

  "Aunt..." But Ninth Sister stopped her and hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Help me investigate Ou Yang Jing's situation, okay?"

  "Ouyang... Crown Prince?" Xu Aunt's face changed slightly after hearing this, "Miss, are you thinking of..."

  "What's wrong?" Jiuniang smiled, "Auntie don't worry, it's just a small matter!"

  She certainly understood Aunt Xu's meaning, but how could it be possible...

  ……

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