108 ways to die for supporting characters

Chapter 19 The Dead General Returns 1
The day after his wedding, the general of the cavalry received an imperial edict that the war at the border was tense and ordered him to set out immediately to the border to defend against the enemy. Before leaving, he promised his wife that he would only have her in his life and that he would treat her well when he returned.

Half a year later, news of his death came.

The mother-in-law regarded the original owner as her enemy and blamed her daughter-in-law for killing her only son.

Therefore, he continued to torture his daughter-in-law in the following days.

The original owner only thought that her mother-in-law was really hit hard by the death of her husband and had health problems, so she took good care of her every day without slacking off for a single day. She managed the general's mansion in order and saved her mother-in-law's life, which made her mother-in-law change her mind about her.

Just when she thought that life would go on like this.

Three years later, General Cheng, who had been dead for three years, returned with a woman and two children.

The woman's name was Bai Ronger. It was Bai Ronger who saved Cheng Shaowu after he got into trouble. She was his savior.

After Cheng Shaowu entered the palace to meet the emperor, the first thing he did was to ask for an imperial decree to make Bai Ronger his co-wife.

In the following days, the original owner was constantly framed by Bai Ronger, and died in the backyard of the general's mansion in less than two years.

At this time, everyone in the mansion was standing at the gate to see Cheng Shaowu off.

Ning Yan: Damn, she is too late. If she had come a day earlier, no, even half an hour earlier, she would have been able to do something to Cheng Shaowu.

Cheng Shaowu took one last look at his old mother who was reluctant to leave him, and then rode away with his entourage without any regrets.

After seeing Cheng Shaowu off, Ning Yan returned to her own yard and lay directly on the couch.

In their previous life, although the two of them slept together, they had no children. This time, that’s not possible.

Didn’t the Cheng family say that no matter who gave birth to the child, we should call her mother, because they are all her children?
Then she has to give birth to a son for him. No matter who the father of the child is, he has to call him daddy because they are all his children.

Three days later, Ning Yan paid her respects to the old lady, "Mother, I heard that the incense at Fahua Temple is very popular, so I want to go to Fahua Temple to pray for my husband for seven days. Do you want to go with me?"

Old Madam Cheng was initially tempted, but when she heard that her daughter-in-law wanted to pray for seven days, she immediately gave up the idea. Not eating meat for seven days would be a life that was not for a human being, so she would not go.

"I won't go. The house can't be without a manager. You go by yourself. Take a few maids and guards with you. Go safely and come back safely."

Ning Yan bowed and said, "Yes, mother."

The next morning, Ning Yan took several of her maids and eight guards to the Fahua Temple.

Don't think she doesn't know that the old lady asked her to bring more people to monitor her, but does she care?

In this world, it is very difficult to achieve success, but it is very easy to do bad things.

Isn’t it just stealing a person?
There are many pilgrims in the Fahua Temple. She has seven days to determine her target, and all she has to do is sleep with him on the last night.

Xiangluan had already booked a room yesterday, and when they arrived at the temple, the young monk took them directly to the room.

After putting the things in place, Ning Yan followed the little monk to the front to chant with the master.

He sat there for two hours, had a vegetarian meal at noon, rested for an hour, and then continued to meditate and chant for two hours.

Finally it was evening.

There were still quite a few people in the temple at night, and many candidates who came to Beijing to take the imperial examinations stayed in the temple.

During the day, Xiang Luan and her friends had secretly asked everyone in the temple. They preferred a good-looking target because her mistress said that to give birth to a beautiful child it was not enough for her to be good-looking, the man had to be good-looking as well.

Secondly, you need to have brains, which means you need to be knowledgeable. If you have these two qualities, then we look at your character. If you don’t have good character, it doesn’t matter how good-looking or talented you are.

So when Ning Yan finished her vegetarian meal and returned to her temporary room in the evening, Xiang Luan presented her with a list with seven names on it.

After changing her clothes, Ning Yan took four maids out of the yard. There was a spring in the back mountain of Fahua Temple. Although it was still a little cold at this time, it was not too cold. The scholars set up tables and chairs beside the bamboo forest of the spring, drank a pot of tea, and discussed knowledge.

Most of the people on Xiangluan's paper list are here.

Ning Yan walked closer and looked at all the scholars sitting there. Suddenly, she found that there was someone not far away doing the same thing as her.

She looked towards where the other person was.

The leader was wearing a black cloak embroidered with gold patterns. He had a handsome face, eyes like bright stars, and an extremely strong aura, which stunned Ning Yan for a moment.

With this young man around, those other candidates are no match for him.

Ning Yan always wants only the best.

Chao Xiangluan turned to Chao Shou.

"Go and keep an eye on that young man and see which wing he lives in."

Xiang Luan nodded in agreement.

The original owner was the only young lady in the Zhenguo Mansion. Even the servants in the mansion were skilled in martial arts. So, how could the maidservant of the only young master in the mansion be an ordinary maidservant? Even the original owner was proficient in martial arts.

Just three years ago, in a great battle with Mobei, the Duke of Zhenguo and his wife were both killed in the battlefield.

Otherwise, even if Cheng Shaowu had eighteen guts, he would not dare to bully the original owner to death.

Having made the decision, Ning Yan would not stay any longer. She turned around and left her hiding place, planning to return to their room with her maid.

Not long after they walked, they ran into the young master and his servant again.

The two were only two meters apart. With the help of the lantern light, Ning Yan looked at him again, "Sir, you look familiar to me. May I know your name?"

Yuan Jingchen raised his eyebrows slightly. This way of chatting up seemed a little careless. However, since this girl was so pretty that he liked her, it would be okay to tell her.

"My last name is Yuan."

Ning Yan raised her eyebrows: "Maybe I saw it wrong. I don't remember knowing anyone with the surname Yuan."

What can I say about the person in front of me?

Students live in temples mostly because they arrive late and cannot book a good inn, or those who are short of money will stay in temples. Of course, daily food and drink also cost money, but it is much cheaper than staying in an inn.

After passing the exam, you have to donate a sum of money to the temple.

But the cloak that the person in front of him wore cost a lot of money to make, and the jade pendant around his waist was also very valuable. He shouldn't be here.

Qian Fu, who was serving behind Yuan Jingchen:...It’s really hard to put into words.

Ning Yan nodded to the other party, then left with her maid.

Only Yuan Jingchen and his servant were left, staring at her back in silence.

After Ning Yan finished washing up in the wing room, Xiang Luan came back and said, "Miss, the young master and his party are staying in the Withered Bamboo Courtyard.

However, he brought eight guards and one follower with him, so it was not easy to approach him."

Ning Yan curved her lips and said, "Then let him come out by himself." If I can't reach the mountain, then let the mountain come to me.

The next day, Ning Yan couldn't sleep, so she took her zither to a pavilion not far from the wing room and played a song "Ten Sides of Ambush".

(End of this chapter)