It was the third month of spring, and the sun was shining on the rattan chair in the yard. The wind blew on the chair with his eyes closed and legs crossed, humming leisurely. He stretched out his hand and threw the peanuts on the porcelain plate one by one into his mouth.
In the Jinyun City of the Tianqi Kingdom, the biggest joke was the Seventh Miss of the Feng family, Feng Xiaoxiao. She was the only young lady from a well-known family whose engagement had been broken off. Just when everyone thought that it would be difficult for her to find another husband in the future, an imperial edict descended and betrothed her to General Li Junming, who was half-dead. A broken shoe paired with a sick man. She was a perfect match.
However, no one could have imagined that the current Feng Xiaozhi was a soul from another world. In fact, she also did not understand why she suddenly came here. She just examined a corpse according to the standard and found a mark made of the Eight Diagrams pattern of snakes on the body. She fainted as soon as she touched the mark, and then woke up like this.
She had thought that everything that happened to her would have something to do with the strange Eight Diagrams mark on her body.
"Alas, I never thought that I would be carefree and carefree all my life, but now I am trapped in this General's Manor and have been treated unfairly. God, why am I here?"
"This General's Manor is going too far. Miss, you're the matriarch of this place, how can you give us these things!" Qing He, the maid, said indignantly as she held the basket of vegetables.
"Be the matriarch? Qing He, your family's young lady, I'm even married to a son of a concubine. Who do you think thinks I'm important in the General's Manor?" Feng Xiaoxiao snorted coldly. However, it didn't matter. She didn't care about her status as the general's wife.
"But Miss, you are so weak every day. You don't even have a piece of meat." Qing He looked at the dishes in his hand with great grievance.
They thought that they could live a better life after leaving the Minister's Mansion and coming to the General's Mansion. Who knew that they were living no better than before. Not only did they have to be provoked by the Young Madam of the General's Mansion, but their daily meals were perfunctory as well.
"A person has to bow his head when he's under the eaves. Even if Qing He endures, it doesn't mean he's weak." Feng Xiao Xiao stood up and took the basket from Qing He's hand. She had no advantages but a lot of shortcomings and was very vengeful. If it weren't for the fact that she had no strength now, she wouldn't be at the mercy of others.
"Young Miss, I don't understand." Qing He looked at Feng Xiaoxiao with a blank expression. Ever since the young miss had been saved from suicide by hanging herself on the throne, her entire being had become strange. She had even said a few things that left others confused.
"You'll understand in the future." Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the tofu in the basket and suddenly thought of something. "I'll cut this tofu for Qing He today, okay?"
Some people were used to write poems and songs, some people's hands were used to make needlework, and Feng Xiaoxiao felt that her hands were naturally used to dissect the bodies.
She was familiar with cutting tofu. In order to dissect the body more perfect, she once studied carving on tofu with a chef for an entire year. At that time, many people thought she was crazy, but it turned out that she became the youngest female medical examiner in Tengshan City.
"Just keep talking! Keep talking!"
Qing He stared dumbstruck at Feng Xiao cutting tofu. It was the first time that he had discovered his young miss's hand was so beautiful. Even though the movement of cutting tofu was extremely fast, it was still extremely elegant.
He put the tofu into the water. Each piece was like a strand of hair, causing Qing He to be even more amazed.
Looking at the results of her work, Feng Xiao Xiao frowned slightly. Sure enough, it wasn't that everything in her body had become unnatural. It seemed that she had to practice more. People like her who pursued perfection couldn't let their abilities fall because of time travel.
In fact, Feng Xiaoxiao was thinking that since he could make an inexplicable time travel, maybe someday he would make an inexplicable time travel back.
"Miss, when did you learn to cook?"
"I don't know how to cook." Feng Xiaoxiao put down the kitchen knife and shrugged her shoulders. "As a young lady in the 21st century, does she still need to cook in person?"
The corners of Qing He's mouth twitched. If the young miss said that she could cook at this time, she would really think that it was a ghost.
"Dead man, dead man!"
When Feng Xiaoxiao was ready to cut the second piece of tofu, there was a noise outside. But her hearing had always been good. When she heard the words "dead", the blood in her whole body began to boil.
"Miss, I'm going outside to take a look." Qing He hurriedly ran out to ask about the situation.