Mr. Liang Bo is reborn with me

Chapter 1 She is reborn

"Miss, miss? Why are you dazed again?" Ranxiang held the needle and thread and waved it in front of Jiang Wenyue's eyes.

"Ah? No, I'm just thinking about something. Give me the needle and thread." Jiang Wenyue took the needlework basket from Ranxiang's hand and started embroidering on the handkerchief.

"Our young lady is really amazing. After she fell from the Wangcheng Tower that day, not only was she fine, but the female celebrity also became even more powerful!"

Ranxiang's words brought Jiang Wenyue's thoughts back to that day. She remembered that she was already dead but was killed in the cold palace on the day her husband, the Crown Prince of Zhou and the future king, ascended the throne.

But why did I find myself fifteen years old again when I woke up? Is this an accident or destiny?

But no matter what, she never wanted to make the same mistake again. Even though she was enthusiastic and poured out her heart, some people's hearts could not be warmed.

Jiang Wenyue put down her needle and thread and said to Ranxiang, "Can Aunt Xu be in the yard now?"

"She should be there, Aunt Xu never likes to move around."

"Well, maybe I haven't seen my aunt for a long time. Please take the ink bamboo inkstone that my elder brother brought me back from the south yesterday."

"Is the lady going to go to my aunt? Do you want to give something away?!"

"Yes, hurry up and get the things. It's getting late, so my aunt doesn't fall asleep."

"Yes." Ranxiang went to get the inkstone from the box with an inexplicable mood.

In order to prevent her biological mother, Aunt Xu, from spending too much time with her, the young lady lowered her reputation outside the home. She always went out with her, and for several years she did not ask to visit her, let alone send her any gifts.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the young lady has become very different since she fell from the Wangcheng Tower that day. She always feels that something is strange.

Jiang Wenyue put the newly embroidered handkerchief in her sleeve. In her previous life, she was extremely afraid of being looked down upon. She almost ignored her biological mother, Aunt Xu, who was really caring for her. Every day, she only tried to win over the false and false eldest lady.

He used this to elevate his status, fearing that the person would think he was not worthy of him. Now that I think about it, it is really stupid.

But who knows, all the hard work is just a joke.

The pool in the cold palace was too cold, and she didn't want to experience it again.

Aunt Xu lived in a somewhat remote place. She no longer frequented her yard after she fell out of favor. Later, she found that Jiang Wenyue began to distance herself from her, so she silently moved to the farthest and most remote yard of the main yard.

The scent of dye knocks on the mottled wooden door.

An old woman opened the door from the inside and looked carefully at the person in front of her, as if she couldn't believe it, "Second Miss?"

"Mother Sun, before you know it, you have gray hair." Jiang Wenyue looked at the person in front of her who was the first person to hold her after she was born, and the green hair on her head began to turn white in her memory.

"It's rare that the second lady still remembers this slave. The second lady is here to see my aunt, please come in."

Jiang Wenyue raised one foot and was about to step into the desolate yard when a cough suddenly sounded in the room, and then the gentle voice that was separated by time, space and years, but connected with her own blood, said: "Second Miss, you don't have to

Come in, I haven't been in good health lately, so I can't entertain you, and the courtyard is also cold. Second lady, please don't get sick and go back."

"Auntie, the second young lady..." Grandma Sun spoke anxiously, trying to persuade Aunt Xu.

"Nanny Sun, there's no need to say anything." Jiang Wenyue stopped her, raised her voice and said to the back room, "If you don't want to see me today, forget it. Please take care of yourself and come back later."

Jiang Wenyue took the ink bamboo inkstone from Ranxiang and handed it to Grandma Sun, "Mother Sun, this ink bamboo inkstone was brought to me by my eldest brother from Jiangnan yesterday. I know that grandma loves bamboo and likes to do ink.

Please help me bring it to her."

Grandma Sun sighed and touched the inkstone, "Auntie has always been worried about the second young lady these years. Alas, the second young lady is serious about it today, but don't call her auntie again in the future. If the madam hears it, I'm afraid she will let the second lady go."

Miss is embarrassed."

"It's okay, Nanny Sun, please go in and have a rest. Grandma won't see me today. I'll come back later." Jiang Wenyue glanced into the back room again and touched the handkerchief embroidered with bamboo branches in her sleeve.

Then he turned and left.

"Miss, why doesn't Aunt Xu want to see you?"

"Because she's worried." Jiang Wenyue put the handkerchief into the bottom box and kept it.

"Concerns? That's right. Aunt Xu is not in good health. She really needs to take more care of herself."

Jiang Wenyue smiled, what A Niang was worried about was her wishful thinking.

After the shocking glimpse when she was five years old, she went home and hugged Aunt Xu’s neck and said: “Aniang, Aniang, that little brother looks so good today! Yaoyao wants to marry him in the future!”

Aunt Xu tapped her forehead with her finger and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, that's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"I don't care, he is the prince and I want to marry him." The words of a five-year-old child are really ridiculous.

But Aunt Xu didn't smile anymore, she just looked deeply at her child and said, "Then get married."

Yes, then get married.

From then on, she embarked on the road of no return wanting to marry Yun Chi.

"Second Miss, Madam asked you to go to her courtyard." The maid who sent the message outside was Yuzhu, the girl next to Prime Minister Jiang's wife, Mrs. Liu. She usually had such a bossy tone towards Jiang Wenyueyi, so in her eyes

She is nothing more than a concubine who wants to please her mistress.

In the past, I might have given in to her, but now? Haha...

Jiang Wenyue poured herself a cup of tea slowly, looked at the rippling steaming tea and said, "Yuzhu, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

Yuzhu rolled her eyes, wondering what she was pretending to be, "I asked you to go to Madam's yard."

Jiang Wenyue walked closer and looked at her, "Is this the tone you should use when talking to your master?"

"Hey! Second Miss, I am always outspoken, so forgive me for speaking frankly. How much higher can this concubine be compared to maids like us? Why do you act like an empty airs all day long?"

"Oh? Then I will tell you today how much higher my status is than a maid like you." Jiang Wenyue had quick eyes and quick hands, and poured a cup of hot tea on her face.

"Ah! You, you are crazy! I am the person next to the madam, how dare you...ah! My face!" Yuzhu closed her eyes tightly and screamed, trying to touch her face, but it was so hot that it hurt.

"Ranxiang, Yuzhu's eyes are disrespectful, insulted my wife and me, dragged her down and asked me to beat her thirty times, and punish her by copying the family rules a hundred times. I let her know who is the superior and the inferior!

"Jiang Wenyue knocked the teacup on the table with a crisp sound.

Yuzhu did not expect that Jiang Wenyue, who had always tolerated her, would actually show his true feelings and knelt down to beg for mercy: "Second Miss, forgive me! Second Miss, forgive me! I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

(End of chapter)