Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 436 Who Am I?

“Scary, is there anything scarier than the human heart?

But, I forgot that you, Mrs. Lin, have given birth to a son for the prince, and you are also the legitimate wife, and your family is full of honors and favors!

Now that the eldest wife is not at home, you are even more powerful than anyone else, right? "

The shrill sound passed through the doorway and reached the ears of Daiyu and Zijuan.

The person who spoke was Jiaorou.

Zijuan lowered her voice and told Daiyu:

"The prince finally found out the whole story of your heavy bleeding and locked up the concubine!"

The time when I was ostracized when I first entered the mansion came to my mind. Jiaorou was as close to me as a sister at that time. How could things turn out like this now?

Xiao Lingzi, who was napping, was sharp-eyed. Seeing Daiyu and Zijuan coming over, he smiled and went over to please them:

"Fujin, what are you doing here in the dark? If there's anything I need, I'll report it to you!"

Daiyu was about to tell him, "Give Concubine Jin something better to eat!"

Unexpectedly, Jiao Rou shouted from inside the door again: "Come here, I want to see what has happened to the person who couldn't be killed by heavy bleeding?"

These angry words were particularly harsh in the quiet night. Daiyu naturally lifted her skirt and went over to talk to Jiaorou.

Xiao Lingzi quickly waved her hand and said, "The concubine is in a bad mood again today. She's been throwing things around in there all day. You don't need to go over and get angry!"

Zijuan took her hand and walked towards Cuizhu Garden.

As soon as they left, Jiaorou leaned against the doorway and asked Xiao Lingzi, "Is everything about Hongxuan settled? Did anyone figure out what was going on?"

Xiao Lingzi whispered a few words in her ear, and Jiaorou took out a few taels of silver and handed it to him, and both of them smiled proudly.

The moon tonight is so big and round. Zijuan and Daiyu are walking on the path under the moonlight.

Zijuan knew that Daiyu was feeling unhappy. Every word the concubine said was full of thorns. She had just come out for a walk, but ended up making Daiyu angry for nothing.

Zijuan smiled and advised her, "I wonder how things went in Miss Yun and Master Murong's wedding night?"

When Xiangyun was mentioned, Daiyu chuckled, and the gloom in her eyes dissipated.

Xiangyun's marriage was finally settled.

After going through many obstacles and mud, she finally found the man of her dreams.

Yes, if you think about it, Zijuan and Xueyan are not young either.

She then scratched Zijuan's nose and said with a smile:

"Good girl, wait until I'm well again, and I'll find a good son-in-law for you and Xueyan!"

Zijuan's face flushed immediately, and she said shyly, "What are you talking about? Xueyan and I will guard you forever!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zijuan supported Daiyu, and they both wondered at the same time - what was going on in the bridal chamber now?

There was a festive and peaceful atmosphere inside Zhuiyun Pavilion.

The wedding bed was covered with a red mandarin duck quilt.

Murong and Xiangyun lay in each other's arms, their bodies pressed tightly together, as if they had merged into one.

After a passionate love affair in Wushan, Xiangyun's face was flushed like a ripe apple. Her hair was a little messy, and a strand of her hair was gently played with in Murong's hand.

Murong embraced the beauty and felt satisfied!

Xiangyun's eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

Under the high nose bridge, the lips are slightly raised, revealing a shy smile.

Murong thought, at this moment, Yun'er finally became his woman.

She finally forgot the past and started a new life of her own.

The bright red mandarin duck bellyband revealed Xiangyun's snow-white breasts. She curled up in Murong's arms, feeling very safe.

Murong kissed Xiangyun and said with a smile: "Yun'er, don't worry, I will treat you well!"

Xiangyun didn't say anything. Murong thought Xiangyun was tired, so he reached out and covered her with the mandarin duck quilt, muttering to himself:

"From now on, we are officially husband and wife!

You love me, I love you, we will have many children, call you mother and call me Ama!"

The phrase "calling you mother and me father" was so familiar. Xiangyun suddenly remembered everything that had happened before. She no longer felt at ease and asked Murong cautiously:

"Sir, do you really not mind anything about me?"

Murong couldn't believe his ears. Why didn't this girl call him husband anymore? So he teased her, "Yun'er, what did you call me?"

Xiangyun finally woke up from her dream. Yes, it was her wedding night, so why was she still calling him Master Murong?

She looked at Murong caressing her snow-white breasts and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so she buried her face with the quilt.

"Don't worry, I like you and marry you not because of your background!

Whether you are a lady of nobility or a girl from a poor family, I only want you!

Of course, I don’t mind your past either!"

The whispers beside the pillow reached Xiangyun's ears. Murong pulled up her quilt. Xiangyun was about to speak when Murong kissed her lips fiercely.

For a moment, they were entangled in tenderness.

……

"Grandma, you guys have worked so hard!

It's all because of me that you've been in so much trouble!"

In a remote place outside Beijing, there are several dilapidated thatched houses.

The room was dimly lit. A tattered wooden bed was placed in the middle, with a young woman lying on it.

An elderly woman was carrying a bowl of medicine and slowly walked to the bedside.

Her face was wrinkled, her hair was gray, and there was a hint of kindness in her eyes.

The woman placed the medicine on the small table beside the bed, then gently helped the woman up from the bed and gently advised her:

"Kid, why are you angry again? You should take your medicine properly."

The woman just stared blankly at the bowl of medicine, motionless. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had just cried.

"Mother-in-law, I really can't drink it..."

The woman finally spoke, scratching her head helplessly, with a sobbing voice:

"I don't even know who I am! I don't know anything about my past!

Where do I come from and where am I going? How can I drink this medicine?"

As she spoke, the woman's tears rolled down like beads from a broken string.

She felt like a lonely soul lost in the vast sea of ​​people, unable to find her way home.

The woman felt sad when she saw the girl in so much pain.

She hastened to comfort her:

"Silly child, we old couple have no children.

Ever since your uncle found you injured at the foot of the cliff, it seems God has taken pity on us being lonely in our old age!"

However, the woman's emotions did not calm down.

She continued to rub the corner of her clothes and cried:

"Grandma, you are so old.

She also makes medicine and cooks for me every day, and all her money is spent on buying medicine!

How can I feel at ease?"

When the woman heard this, her eyes became moist.

It’s all because of poverty!

But no matter how poor we are, and my husband and I are old, we can still meet such a beautiful girl, even if she is our own child, which is a comfort to us!

She gently stroked the woman's hair and said with a smile:

"Good boy, be obedient and drink the medicine!

The doctor also said that you will definitely remember who you are!"