"Manman! Manman! Wake up!"

A gentle and worried voice sounded in her ears, and then she was pushed to wake up.

Xiao Qiao suddenly opened her eyes and found that she was still lying on this bed where she had been sleeping for two years. However, she felt as if she had just come out of the water and was already sweating.

The next to her sleep with her, and the one who woke her up was her cousin Da Qiao and the daughter of her uncle Qiao Yue, the governor of Yanzhou, Qiao Yue, who was seventeen years old this year, three years older than her. The two sisters grew up together and had a very good relationship, so they often sleep in the same bed.

Seeing that she finally woke up, Da Qiao touched her forehead and found that it was full of cold sweat. She hurriedly put on her clothes and got out of bed. She did not disturb the maid who was already asleep in the outside room. She went over and lit the oil lamp, took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat carefully for her cousin who was still lying there. She was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she took her own clean clothes to help Xiao Qiao change it. Finally, she poured her a glass of water and handed it over.

Xiao Qiao was a little thirsty and took it with gratitude.

Da Qiao sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her drinking water, and sighed: "I'm having a nightmare again? Manman, I used to remember that you slept very steadily. What's wrong with the past two years? You often have nightmare dreams. Did you accidentally bump into something unclean outside? Or tomorrow I'll tell my mother and invite a witch to come to your house to see?"

Xiao Qiao's mother died of illness a few years ago. Aunt Ding also loved Xiao Qiao very much and often asked about her well-being.

Xiao Qiao shook her head quickly: "Sister, there's no need. I'm really fine."

Da Qiao took the bowl and put it back on the table, but she was still worried: "What did you dream about just now? Is it so cold all over your body?"

...

Such a dream often appears two years ago after Xiao Qiao's inexplicable soul penetrated into a girl in this troubled world.

But she knew that it was not just a nightmare.

It seems that at that time she not only became Xiao Qiao, the daughter of Qiao Ping, the county magistrate of Dongjun, Yanzhou, but also engraved all the memories of Xiao Qiao's short life in his past twenty years.

The terrifying scene in my dream just now was the last scene before my death in my previous life.

Everything in the dream is so bloody and real.

Concubine Liu, the thirteen-year-old girl who died under the knife of a palace servant, looked at the strange gaze of her eyes when she was dead. Even at this moment, she was awakened and still felt creepy.

Her heart seemed to still have the heartache and chill caused by the sharp sword when it stabbed in.

She didn't want to recall any more, so she curled up at Da Qiao and murmured: "I just dreamed of being chased by an evil tiger..."

Da Qiao smiled, touched her hair lovingly, leaned over and blew the light, groped and got back into the quilt, hugged Xiao Qiao, patted her back gently, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, sister will sleep with you."

Xiao Qiao nodded, leaning against Da Qiao's soft and warm body, slowly closed her eyes.

The little cold moonlight in November of the seventh year of Dingkang in the Han Dynasty was sifted through the window paper, quietly illuminating the ground in front of the bed.

Xiao Qiao gradually calmed down and closed her eyes.

But she could no longer sleep.

Da Qiao by her seemed to be like her.

She thought Xiao Qiao was asleep, so she gently put the corner of the quilt for her cousin, tossed and turned her back and forth, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Xiao Qiao listened to Da Qiao's breathing and knew her thoughts.

...

Yanzhou Shuangqiao is famous for its beauty and is famous in Henan. At that time, people said that "Luo Shui is very god, and Shuangqiao accounts for eight points." When Da Qiao was ten years old, he made a marriage contract with the son of the Cui family, the prefect of Dongping, who was very powerful at the time. Two years ago, when Da Qiao was fifteen years old and was about to get married, Dongping was attacked by Zhou Qun of Rencheng. Both Cui and his son were killed, and the marriage was terminated.

Two years passed in a flash, and Da Qiao was seventeen years old. The suitors from all directions almost broke the threshold, but the marriage was always unhappy and they were wasted until now. It was not until half a month ago that Da Qiao learned something that his father had decided to marry her to Wei Shao, who had just seized Hebei at the beginning of the year, and use marriage and Yanzhou as a means to seek better than Wei Shao so that he could get a chance to breathe under the attack of Zhou Qun in Rencheng.

Now the envoy has been sent to Jizhou where Wei Shao is now located, and his uncle is anxiously waiting for a reply from the other party.

...

"Have I disturbed you?"

Da Qiao noticed that Xiao Qiao was not asleep and asked apologetically.

"No." Xiao Qiao said softly.

A moment later, in the dim night, Xiao Qiao heard her sigh long, as if asking her, and as if she was talking to herself: "Marquis Wei has a grudge with my family, so he should not accept this marriage, right..."

Xiao Qiao was silent.

Two years ago, after inexplicably Xiao Qiao, she kept secretly hoping that the things in her memory about her past life, or the future, were just a dream.

But as time went by, she was horrified to find that everything seemed to be true.

Things are moving step by step at the pace she knows.

If there is no change, Wei Shao will accept this marriage. But after Da Qiao married, he was destined to have a tragic fate and the ending was even more tragic than himself.

From the first day she married into the Wei family, her husband Wei Shao had never touched her. Many years later, Wei Shao became emperor. At that time, the Qiao family was full of death, and the ones scattered. Da Qiao committed suicide by swallowing gold, and Wei Shao changed another woman to be the queen.

Da Qiao ended her life like this.

Xiao Qiao groped and slowly held her cousin's hand.

Her fingers also touched the cold, without any heat.

...

The next day, Xiao Qiao's twin brother Qiao Ci, who was the same age as her and had only a moment later than her, rushed back to Dongjun from Yancheng. It was already evening when he arrived home.

Xiao Qiao and Qiao Ci have a very good relationship. Although Qiao Ci is only fourteen years old, she is half a head taller than Xiao Qiao, the sister. She is already a brave and brave boy. Two months ago, he was sent by his father Qiao Ping to Yancheng for training. When the servant said that the young master had returned, Xiao Qiao looked for it. He found the door of his father's study and heard his younger brother's voice coming from the inside from afar. He sounded very excited.

"Father! Although Zhou Qun in Rencheng is strong, there are 200,000 soldiers and civilians in Yanzhou. The previous defeat of the white horse battle was not counted. Winning and losing is common among military strategists! If we work together and fight to the death, there is no possibility of a rebel! I am willing to take the lead! I heard that my uncle was afraid and actually planned to ask Wei Shao for good. Wei Shao's wolves ambitions. After annexing Jizhou, the power has arrived in Hebei and surrendered to him. Even if Yanzhou can gain a temporary peace, how can he continue for a long time? Moreover, the two families have a grudge. Not to mention how the situation of the eldest sister is in the past, how could he really help our Qiao family to survive?"

Xiao Qiao stopped, stood at the door, looked inside, and saw his father standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, while his younger brother Qiao Ci walked around excitedly in the study.

...

Speaking of the revenge between the Qiao and Wei families, it can be traced back to ten years ago.

Wei Shao's father Wei Jing was once a third-rank general of Huya. Because of his contribution to fighting the Huns, he was named the Marquis of Yan and the governor of Youzhou. He was ordered by the court to fight against the imperial court and fought against the rebellious Li Su of Chen County with the then governor of Yanzhou, that is, Xiao Qiao's grandfather Qiao Gui. Li Su was powerful and powerful. Wei Jing formed an alliance with Qiao Gui and agreed to send troops to attack Chen County from the east and west sides. He did not want to be in the battle, but received news that Li Su had rescued troops. Qiao Gui judged the situation and retreated back, and remained silent. Wei Jing and his eldest son Wei Bao were outnumbered. Finally, they were surrounded and died in battle. Wei Shao was only twelve years old at the time. He also followed his father and brother to fight. He was spared by his retainers and finally broke out of the siege and escaped and retreated to Youzhou.

After the Qiao family explained in every way, saying that people had been sent to deliver the news at that time, but the envoy was ambushed and killed on the road, which was helpless. During the funeral, he sent generous gifts to the Wei family.

Four years ago, 18-year-old Wei Shao, who was called "Little Overlord" by people at that time, led his troops to pursue him all the way, and finally killed Li Su's family in the shore of the East China Sea.

It is said that Li Su himself suffered from Lingchi first, and Wei Shao personally took the knife, and then died after a thousand swords. After his death, he was chopped into meat and fed into fish's belly.

It is also said that not long after, when Xiao Qiao's grandfather died, Wei Shao, who was attacking Hejian, heard the news and said coldly: "The old thief in the old head is worth dying."

Wei Shao's deep hatred can be seen.

...

"Sir! Even you are so cowardly that you don't dare to say a word? If you don't say anything, I'll go and talk to my uncle!"

Seeing that his father was reluctant to respond, Qiao Ci clenched his fists and turned around and was about to go out.

"Nothing! Stop it!"

Qiao Ping turned around suddenly, snatched his son, and said, "Zhou Qun's soldiers were strong and strong. He first swallowed Dongping and the Cui family's foundation was ruined. The white horse won in one battle a month ago, and his morale was high. Now the army is on the string. If we attack again, coupled with Wei Shao, who is eyeing Hebei, and the 200,000 soldiers and civilians in Yanzhou, how can we resist?"

"Is there really no way to rely on Wei Shao? I can't bear to marry my elder sister like this!"

Qiao Ping pondered for a moment and sighed: "I know that it is not appropriate for my father to ask for good things. Do you have never fought for your father? I have suggested that you join forces with Chenliu and Zhang Fu to fight with all your might, and there may not be no chance of winning. My father had made friends with Zhang Fu in his early years and was willing to go and lobby. But your uncle and those retainers made the lord to avoid the war..."

"Dad! Please go and persuade uncle again!"

Xiao Qiao couldn't help but push the door and kneel down to her father.

If he didn't do anything and let things go on like this, although he relieved his immediate worries, Da Qiao was immediately destroyed throughout his life. A few years later, the whole family of the Qiao family was also unable to survive. Xiao Qiao remembered that first his father died in battle in front of the formation, while his younger brother Qiao Ci sacrificed his life to escape smoothly in order to enable him and his later husband, Empress Liu Yan, to escape successfully, and finally he was surrounded by Wei Shao's soldiers and died in a rampage.

My father Qiao Ping was only 35 years old this year, an extremely handsome and elegant man. As the governor of Dongjun County, after his mother passed away a few years ago, he has no intention of re-establishing his responsibilities. He has been busy with county affairs all day long, enforcing the law fairly, and caring for the county people. In addition, the Qiao family has been in Yanzhou for three generations, and is highly respected by the people in the local area. Moreover, although my father is good at poetry and writing, he is not a weak scholar. He put on a battle robe and becomes a general in white robe.

In this life, if she has such a father and younger brother, even if she is not the original Xiao Qiao, she would not want to lose them just like this.

Qiao Ping didn't expect her daughter to suddenly break in and kneel down to him, and was stunned.

"Dad, what my sister said is, please!"

Qiao Ci also knelt beside Xiao Qiao with a thud.
Chapter completed!