Tingtangji

In her last life, she endured it for three years in exchange for a bowl of poison. Shen Tingtang died on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the twentieth year of Jingming. Before she died, my concubine Shen Nianyi stood in the shadow of peony flowers and said with a smile: "Sister, you really helped me a lot." When she opened her eyes again, she sat back on the wedding bed on her wedding night. The red hijab has not yet been removed, the Hexin wine has not yet been drunk, and the soothing soup has been delivered to the door. This time, she didn't drink. She called her mother in charge, sealed the soup cup in front of the whole family, and recorded it in the gift account. My concubine is here to cry? Make a note. Is the second house withholding dowry? Make a note. The outer courtyard of the Hou Mansion handed over the evil hand? Open the account book and don't even think about running away. It's just that the rumored dandy prince who only knows how to fight cocks and race horses, why does it seem more and more wrong? He asked about the whereabouts of the bearer in one sentence at the city gate, picked up the errand boy from the back alley of the drug store, held her hand down outside the old warehouse door and said - "Don't check this." Later, Shen Tingtang found out that he also died on the twelfth day after she died. Died on the way to find out the cause of her death. In this life, she does not cry, make trouble, or suffer internal conflict. Starting from the Prince's Courtyard of the Hou Mansion, he will settle the debts owed to her in his previous life one by one.