Loyang Jin

The flexible Bai Ling strangled her neck deeply!

All the blood in his body rushed to his mind, and the overwhelming pain of suffocation came over him.

His breathing became thinner and thinner, and the pain in his neck became more severe.

No! She doesn't want to die!

She hasn't been able to watch her son grow up with her own eyes, she hasn't had time to avenge herself for being humiliated, and she hasn't waited for her husband to come back and ask him why he failed her!

She is not willing to give in! She doesn't want to die!

The pain accumulated to its peak. Before falling into complete darkness, Ling Jingshu used her last strength to open her eyes, and the hideous and terrifying faces in front of her were deeply embedded in her mind.

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"A Shu! What's wrong with you? Wake up quickly." A distant and familiar voice kept echoing in her ears. One hand tightly grasped her arm and kept shaking it.

As if doing so would wake her up from the lengthy nightmare.

"Ah Shu!" After repeating it for a long time, the voice finally choked up. Cool tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and dripped onto her hands.

Her fingers moved and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Master, the lady's hands are moving and her eyes are moving." Another long-lost familiar voice sounded in my ears.

It's so noisy! Once you reach the underworld, you will never be clean.

She frowned and slowly opened her eyes.

A young man's face came into view.

The boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with skin as white as jade, red lips and white teeth, and incredibly delicate and beautiful eyebrows. It's a pity that one pair of eyes seems to be shrouded in mist, making it dark and unclear.

"Axiao," Ling Jingshu called out this long-lost name, her voice trembling slightly and her eyes moistening: "Is it really you?"

This is her twin brother Ling Xiao, who was born half an hour later than her.

When he was eight years old, Ling Xiao fell heavily. After being revived, he accidentally lost his sight. Even after many famous doctors were invited to seek treatment, Ling Xiao, who was originally known as a child prodigy because of his talent, had everything ruined by this accident. He could no longer study, calligraphy or paint, and could only stay in Ling's mansion, just like a bird in a cage.

Not only Ling Xiao, she was just another caged swallow that was carefully raised.

After she got married, the Ling family quickly arranged a marriage for Ling Xiao. A few days before the wedding, Ling Xiao suffered from a sudden illness and died young. She was too naive back then and only thought that Ling Xiao died of illness. It wasn't until much later that she realized that Ling Xiao's death was not an accident at all, but that he was poisoned and framed.

But it was too late to know all this. At that time, she was in such a deep mess that she could not protect herself, let alone avenge A Xiao...

Ling Jingshu was so excited that she didn't notice that her voice was much more immature.

"Ah Shu," Ling Xiao was filled with surprise and stretched out his hand to touch Ling Jingshu's hand: "Great! You're finally awake. You've been having a high fever for the past two days and you're still talking nonsense, which scares me."

"Yes, miss, you are finally awake." The maid in a green dress and a double bun looked full of excitement and joy.

This maid is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face, a pair of big and bright eyes, a straight nose, and diamond-shaped red lips. She has a beautiful face.

"Bai Yu," Ling Jingshu's eyes flashed with water and her voice choked with sobs: "So you're here too..."

Bai Yu is four years older than her, and he has been waiting for her since she was six years old. Master and servant have been together for many years and have a deep relationship.

Bai Yu has a calm temperament and a natural beauty. She is the most outstanding among the maids of Ling Mansion. Li Erlang, stepmother Li's nephew, fell in love with Bai Yu and shamelessly wanted to take Bai Yu as his concubine. Li Shi said a lot of soft words and kind words, which made her nod.

She was soft-hearted for a moment, but it hurt Bai Yu. Less than three years after Bai Yu married into the Li family as a concubine, she was tortured to death by the principal wife. The master and the servant are separated forever!

Over the years, she has been betrayed by everyone around her one by one. When she is filled with pain, she often thinks of the loyal Bai Yu, and her heart is almost filled with regret and self-blame.

In the twenty-four years of her life, God had treated her so unfairly. After her death, God opened her eyes and allowed her to reunite with Ling Xiao Baiyu.

Unknowingly, Ling Jingshu's face was filled with tears.

She held Ling Xiao with one hand, and groped for Bai Yu's hand with the other hand: "A Xiao, Bai Yu, after so many years of separation, I always miss you in my heart. Now that I am dead, the three of us are reunited underground. I won’t be alone anymore.”

Ling Xiao was stunned when he heard this and didn't react for a moment.

Bai Yu smiled helplessly and pityingly: "My lady has been having a high fever for the past two days. She is probably confused because of the fever. She is talking nonsense. It is unlucky to talk about life or death."

The voice was as soft and sweet as I remembered.

Ling Xiao also came to his senses, and held Ling Jingshu's hand distressedly: "Ah Shu, you must be having a nightmare! Don't be afraid, Bai Yu and I are fine, and you will be fine too."

Ling Jingshu finally noticed something was wrong.

Ling Xiao's hand was warm and Bai Yu's hand was soft. The care and concern shown on their faces were so clear.

Also, she was sitting on the exquisite carved wooden bed. Through the pink gauze curtain, she could see the smooth bronze mirror, the exquisite vase, and the screen embroidered with peonies...

This is not hell, this is clearly her boudoir when she was a girl!

Ling Jingshu's mind was in chaos, she subconsciously retracted her hand and touched her neck.

She refused to commit suicide and was choked to death by the three-foot-long Bai Ling. But now, there are no bone-deep bruises on her neck, but it is warm and smooth...

What exactly is going on?

A surprising suspicion suddenly appeared in Ling Jingshu's mind.

"Bai Yu, go get the mirror." Ling Jingshu's breathing was unsteady, her voice was rapid, and a strange blush appeared on her cheeks.

Bai Yu responded, hurriedly went to get the bronze mirror, and held it in front of her chest.

The smooth bronze mirror reflected a young girl's face.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and they are black without painting. The lips are like red vermilion, not dotted but red. The skin is as delicate and smooth as jade. The most beautiful thing is those clear water eyes. When she smiled slightly, it was like the spring breeze blowing across the lake, stirring up the charming girl's grace.

The fourteen-year-old girl is like the most precious pot of Luoyang brocade in the Ling family's peony garden, as beautiful as it is unparalleled in beauty. The beauty is clean and pure, and the beauty is breathtaking.

Resurrection from the dead is truly shocking.

However, this ridiculous and unbelievable thing happened!

Ling Jingshu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar self, but what flashed through her mind was the pale, thin and haggard face ten years later. The eyes are blank and dull, and the heart is desolate and numb. Living in confusion is worse than death...

Thinking of the past, Ling Jingshu's heart felt as if she had been stabbed by a thin needle, and the sharp pain spread quickly.

Qingcheng's stunning beauty brought her unbearable humiliation. She would rather be born in an ordinary family, with a mediocre appearance, and live an ordinary life.

Ling Jingshu stared at the bronze mirror and didn't speak for a long time.

Bai Yu thought that Ling Jingshu was dissatisfied with her haggard appearance, so she comforted her with a smile: "My lady has been lying on the bed for two days, and she looks haggard. When she recovers, she will change into bright clothes, and she will be even more beautiful than before."

The Ling family has good Feng Shui and specializes in producing beauties. From the eldest to the fifth, there are a total of eleven girls in this generation. Several died in infancy, but only six grew up safely.

Ling Jingshu ranks ninth, and is also the most beautiful and talented among the cousins. He has been famous in Dingzhou since he was ten years old, so he cherishes his appearance.

Ling Jingshu closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Opening his eyes again, his eyes were clear and calm again: "Baiyu, I'm hungry. I want to eat the chicken noodle soup you made by yourself."

Bai Yu was very happy and immediately smiled and said: "Okay, I will cook and make noodles now."

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Bai Yu's cooking skills are excellent and his movements are nimble. In less than a stick of incense, he came with a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup.

The noodles are chewy, the chicken soup is fragrant, and the green vegetable leaves are embellished in it, which makes you want to eat.

Ling Jingshu smelled the familiar aroma, her nose was slightly sour, she picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up some and put it into her mouth, and ate slowly.

The Ling family took great care in educating their daughters. Not only did they hire a female concubine to teach them music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they also specially invited Grandma Liu, who had retired from the palace, to come into the house to teach her rules.

Grandma Liu has a strict temperament and follows rules when it comes to sitting, lying, walking, standing, speaking and smiling. The ladies of the Ling family suffered a lot. Ling Jingshu is no exception. However, several years of teaching have paid off.

Even though she was hungry, Ling Jingshu was still unhurried and looked delicate and good-looking when eating.

Ling Xiao couldn't see, but his ears were extremely sensitive. Hearing the slightest movement, he couldn't help but say: "Ah Shu, you haven't eaten in two days, you must be very hungry. Don't worry about the rules, just eat freely. ”

Bai Yu also echoed: "The young master is right. There is no one else here, so the young lady doesn't have to worry."

Ling Jingshu felt warm in her heart and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After eating a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup, my cold hands and feet warmed up, and my whole body gained strength.

"The old lady sent someone to ask how the young lady is doing this morning. Now that the young lady is awake, it's time to go and say hello to the old lady." Bai Yu said with a smile, "This slave will help the young lady change her clothes and make up."

Ling Jingshu hummed and lowered her eyelids to hide the coldness in her eyes.

There are differences between men and women. Even though Ling Xiao is a younger brother and cannot see, he still has to avoid suspicion. He stood up and said, "Ah Shu, I'll go out and wait for you."

Bai Yu brought a bunch of brand new dresses. Pink, goose yellow, light purple and light green are all bright and bright colors suitable for girls to wear: "These are new clothes that were just made a few days ago. Which one do you want to wear, miss?"

Ling Jingshu said calmly: "No need to wear new clothes, bring me that lake green dress."

The young lady has the most beautiful appearance and a gentle and pleasant temperament. She is usually the most popular with Old Madam Ling. Mrs. Ling likes the bright and beautiful clothes of her granddaughters. The young lady liked him and took great care in dressing up.

But now, the young lady went to see Mrs. Ling wearing old home clothes... Her behavior was so different from her usual behavior that it was puzzling.

The mostly new lake green dress was a little plain, but it still looked particularly good on Ling Jingshu. Bai Yu also styled Ling Jingshu into a double bun with a pearl flower on each side.

Ling Jingshu stopped Bai Yu from choosing a bracelet and collar: "No, that's fine."

Bai Yu was startled. Although he was surprised, he didn't ask any more questions.

Ling Jingshu stared at Bai Yu and suddenly said: "Bai Yu, I will never let anyone bully you in the future."

Bai Yu's heart felt hot, and tears were about to burst into her eyes.

How lucky she was to meet such a kind and gentle lady.

Ling Jingshu looked at the moved faces in front of her, but she thought of Bai Yu who was tortured and died tragically in her previous life, and felt sad in her heart. He immediately cheered up and said, "Bai Yu, come out with me."

Ling Xiao stood waiting outside the door obediently. Ling Jingshu stepped forward and took Ling Xiao's hand, saying softly: "Axiao, let's go to pay homage to grandma together."

Ling Xiao nodded with a pure and innocent smile.

Ling Jingshu pursed her lips, straightened her waist, and pulled Ling Xiao toward the Lama Temple. It's like rushing to the battlefield, facing the coming wind and rain fearlessly.

Bai Yu accompanied her silently and loyally.

After experiencing death, we understand the value of life better and cherish the people around us more.

She wants justice for those who have failed her and the humiliation she has suffered.

Even if the other party is noble and out of reach, even if he has to sacrifice everything for revenge, he will not hesitate.

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