reborn as a concubine

"Ah..." In the infinite nightmare, Lin Wanqing's sinister expression and Lin Ruoyan's ruthless look kept lingering in Jinxuan's mind. She was exhausted physically and mentally, and wanted to die together, but was unable to do so, so she could only roar with all her strength,

Venting all the pain in her heart.

"Miss, wake up, wake up!?" An anxious and gentle voice lingered in Jinxuan's ears. She felt a little familiar, but she was afraid that if she indulged in this warmth, she would forget the hatred in her heart, and always

Refuse to wake up….

"Ah..." She didn't want to wake up, but she still had to face all the hatred. After screaming, she sat up suddenly, and the strong hatred bursting out of her eyes made everyone around her tremble.

For a moment.

"Miss," a soft call came, a warm little hand covered her forehead, and a cheer of surprise came from above her head: "Mommy, the eldest lady's forehead is not hot anymore,"

"Amitabha, just don't perm it. Madam was so scared that she couldn't sleep all night." It was still a familiar and warm voice, which made Jinxuan regain her consciousness from numbness. She raised her red and swollen eyes to look at the person who came, and she was surprised to find that

, the two people in front of me, one is my personal maid, Rong'er. The other is my mother's nanny, Aunt Yu.

Of these two people, one of them was sent away by Lin Wanqing's mother after her mother died. When Rong'er was about to get married, she was found to have stolen Lin Wanqing's things and was beaten to death with a stick. She even asked for mercy.

No chance.

"Rong'er, mama..." she murmured, doubts flashing in her eyes, wondering if she was really dead? She actually saw them...

"Ah, my eldest lady, you finally woke up, but you scared us to death." As soon as Aunt Yu heard her hoarse voice, she immediately shouted in surprise and exaggeration, but she couldn't hide the joy in her voice.

"Rong'er, hurry up, get the medicine and let the eldest lady drink it first."

Jinxuan's mind was still muddled, and she numbly swallowed the bitter concoction that Grandma Yu put on her lips from the medicine bowl... "It's so bitter," she subconsciously complained after realizing it.

, the doubts in my heart deepened.

"Miss, candied fruit," Ronger neatly brought the candied fruit that had been prepared and handed it to her.

Jinxuan subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but was horrified to find that her hand shrank. She dropped the candied fruit on the quilt. She stared at her hand in disbelief, and the thoughts flashed through her eyes.

She didn't even understand the meaning herself. "My hand...,"

"Miss, what happened to your hand?" Ronger leaned on the side carelessly, looking at the white and slender little hand, and said with a puzzled face: "The hand is fine, not injured!?"

Jinxuan didn't take Ronger's words to heart. She turned her hands over repeatedly and stared at them. After a while, a gentle and meaningful smile appeared on her face - because, she

Reborn.

She remembered that at this time, Lin Wanqing and her mother had already entered the Tang Mansion, and they had just entered the house not long ago... She remembered this scene quite clearly. At that time, she was dissatisfied with Lin Wanqing and her mother entering the manor, and was looking for Lin Wanqing everywhere.

It was troublesome, and my grandma felt that she was not as courageous as our ladies, so she punished herself by kneeling down. However, because of her poor health, she caught colds and heat, and became seriously ill.

It was also because of this serious illness that Lin Wanqing had the opportunity to perform a gentle and generous show in front of her, which won the favor of her parents and mother. And because Lin Wanqing was submissive, she slowly accepted her and regarded her as her.

People who are close sisters.

It turns out that all of this is false, and I think too much.

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Lalan's new book. I have saved manuscripts, but I will work hard to update them. Please give me your support... The downstairs of my home is being renovated, and I want to move. How do I live my life? Life is worse than death!