The soft silk was deeply embedded in her neck!

  Blood rushed to his head, and suffocating pain came crashing down.

  Breathing is getting thinner and thinner, and the pain in the neck is getting more and more intense.

  No! She doesn't want to die!

  She hasn't been able to see her son grow up, she hasn't had time to avenge herself for the humiliation she suffered, and she hasn't waited for her husband to return and ask him why he wronged her!

  She is unwilling! She doesn't want to die!

  Agony had accumulated to its peak, and before falling into complete darkness, Ling Jingyu used her last bit of strength to open her eyes, deeply engraving the ferocious and terrifying faces in front of her into her mind.

  ......

  "A Xiang! What's wrong with you, wake up quickly." A distant yet familiar voice kept echoing in her ears, a hand tightly grasped her arm, shaking it non-stop.

  It's as if doing so would allow her to wake up from a long nightmare.

  "Ah Shu!" After repeating for a long time, this voice finally choked. The slightly cool tears fell from the corners of her eyes and dripped onto her hands.

  Her fingers moved slightly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

  "Master, Miss's hand moved, her eyes also moved." Another long-familiar voice sounded in his ear.

  It's really too noisy! Even after I die and go to the underworld, I still can't get any peace.

  She furrowed her brow and slowly opened her eyes.

  A young face appeared before his eyes.

  The young man was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with skin as white as jade, red lips and white teeth, and a delicate and beautiful eyebrow that was beyond imagination. Unfortunately, his eyes seemed to be shrouded in a thin mist, dull and unclear.

  "Ah Xiao," Ling Jingyu called out this long-unheard name, her voice slightly trembling, the corners of her eyes moistening: "Is it really you?"

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

  At the age of eight, Ling Xiao fell heavily and woke up to find himself unexpectedly blind. Many famous doctors were invited to diagnose and treat him, but there was no improvement. Originally gifted with exceptional intelligence and known as a child prodigy, Ling Xiao had everything ruined by this accident. He could no longer read, write or paint, and was confined to the Ling manor, like a bird in a cage.

  What's the difference between her and Ling Xiao? She was just another swallow being carefully raised in a cage.

  After she got married, the Ling family quickly arranged a marriage for Ling Xiao. A few days before the wedding, Ling Xiao suddenly fell ill and passed away. At that time, she was too naive and thought that Ling Xiao had died of illness. It wasn't until much later that she found out that Ling Xiao's death was not an accident, but rather he was poisoned and framed by someone.

  But all this was known too late, at that time she was deeply trapped in her own difficulties, let alone avenging Ah Xiao.

  Overly excited Ling Jingyu didn't notice that her voice had become much more childish.

  "Ah-jiao," Ling Xiao exclaimed with joy, reaching out to grasp Ling Jing-yu's hand: "It's great! You've finally woken up. For the past two days you've been running a high fever and haven't woken up, and you were even talking nonsense, scaring me half to death."

  "Yes, miss, you've finally woken up." A maid in a blue dress with double buns on her head was beaming with excitement and joy.

  This young maid was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face, a pair of big and bright eyes, a straight nose, and a rhombic red lip, her appearance was beautiful and lovely.

  "Bai Yu," Ling Jingxu's eyes flashed with tears, her voice choked: "So you've come too......"

  Bai Yu was four years older than her and had been serving by her side since she was six years old. The master and servant had been together for many years, with deep feelings.

  Bai Yu was gentle and elegant, with a pretty face, standing out among the maids in the Ling mansion. Li Er Lang, the nephew of her stepmother Li Shi, had taken a liking to Bai Yu and shamelessly wanted to take her as his concubine. Li Shi spoke sweetly and persistently, wearing her down until she finally nodded in agreement.

  Her momentary softness brought suffering to Bai Yu. Bai Yu married into the Li family as a concubine for less than three years, and was tormented to death by the legitimate wife. The two masters and servants were separated forever!

  All these years, she was betrayed one by one by the people around her. When she was filled with bitterness, she often thought of Bai Yu, who was loyal and devoted, and her heart was almost filled with regret and self-blame.

  Twenty-four years of life, heaven was unfair to her. After death, the old sky finally opened his eyes and let her reunite with Ling Xiao Bai Yu.

  Unconsciously, Ling Jingxu's face was already covered in tears.

  She held onto Ling Xiao with one hand and felt around to grasp Bai Yu's hand with the other: "Ah Xiao, Bai Yu, after being apart for so many years, I've always been thinking of you both in my heart. Now that I'm dead too, we three can reunite underground, and from now on, we won't be lonely anymore."

  Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment and didn't react immediately.

  Miss, you've had a high fever for two days and are probably delirious, so it's all nonsense. What's this about life and death? It's unlucky to talk like that.

  The sound is as gentle and pleasant as it was in memory.

  Ling Xiao also came back to his senses, tightly grasping Ling Jingxuan's hand: "Ah-jou, you must have had a nightmare! Don't be afraid, I and Bai Yu are both fine, and you will definitely get better too."

  Ling Jingxu finally sensed something was off.

  Ling Xiao's hand was warm and gentle, while Bai Yu's hand was soft. The pain and concern on their faces were so clear.

  She was sitting on an intricately carved wooden bed, through the pink gauze curtains, she could see a smooth dressing mirror, a delicate flower vase, and a screen embroidered with peonies...

  This is not the Yellow Springs Hell, it's clearly her boudoir from when she was a maiden!

  Ling Jingyu's mind was in a mess, and she subconsciously withdrew her hand, touching her neck.

  She refused to take her own life and was strangled by three feet of white silk. But now, there are no deep bruises on her neck, but it's warm, smooth...

  What's going on here?

  A shocking idea suddenly emerged in Ling Jing's mind.

  "Bai Yu, go get a mirror." Ling Jingxu's breathing was unstable, her voice urgent, and her cheeks flushed with an unusual red glow.

  Bai Yu responded with a sound, hastily went to fetch a copper mirror and held it in front of her chest.

  A smooth copper mirror reflected a face of a girl who still had some youthful innocence.

  Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, naturally dark without the need for makeup. Her lips are like crimson, red without the need for lipstick. Her skin is smooth and lustrous like jade. The most beautiful thing is her pair of clear eyes like water. When she smiles slightly, it's as if a spring breeze has blown across the lake, stirring up the charming and moving posture of a young girl.

  A fourteen-year-old girl, like the most precious Lo Yang brocade in Ling's family peony garden, is beautiful and moving, elegant and unparalleled. Her beauty is pure and simple, her beauty takes one's breath away.

  To die and come back to life is indeed a shocking and astonishing thing.

  But such an absurd and unbelievable thing happened!

  Ling Jingxu looked at the familiar yet strange self, but what flashed in her mind was the pale and haggard face ten years later. Her eyes were dull and lifeless, her heart numb and desolate... living a life that was not worth living...

  Thinking of past events, Ling Jingxu's heart was as if pricked by a fine needle, and that sharp pain quickly spread out.

  Her stunning beauty brought her unbearable humiliation. She would rather be born into an ordinary family, with a mediocre appearance, and live a dull life.

  Ling Jingyu stared at the copper mirror, and had been silent for a long time.

  Miss Bai Yu thought that Ling Jingyu was dissatisfied with her haggard appearance, so she smiled and comforted her: "Miss has been lying in bed for two days, and it's inevitable that her complexion is a bit haggard. When she recovers from her illness and changes into some bright clothes, she'll definitely be even more beautiful than before."

  The Ling family has good Feng Shui and produces beautiful women. From the first daughter to the fifth, this generation had a total of eleven girls. Several died young, and only six grew up safely.

  Ling Jingxu ranked ninth and was also the most outstanding in appearance, talent, and emotion among her sisters. Since she was ten years old, she has been famous in Dingzhou and has always cherished her beauty.

  Ling Jingxian closed her eyes, took a deep breath. Reopened her eyes, and her gaze returned to its usual calmness: "Bai Yu, I'm hungry. I want to eat the chicken noodle soup you made with your own hands."

  Bai Yu was overjoyed and immediately smiled: "Good, I'll go down to the kitchen and make noodles right away."

  ......

  Bai Yu's culinary skills were exceptional, and her movements were quick and efficient. Before the incense stick had finished burning, she brought over a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup.

  The noodles are strong and resilient, the chicken soup is rich and fragrant, and the green vegetables add a pop of color, making one's mouth water.

  Ling Jingxu smelled the familiar fragrance, her nose slightly sour, picked up her chopsticks, lightly picked up some and sent them to her mouth, slowly starting to eat.

  The Ling family was very particular about their daughter's upbringing, not only hiring a female teacher to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also specially inviting Liu Mama, who had retired from the palace, to come to the mansion to teach etiquette.

  Madam Liu was strict by nature, and everything she did, from sitting to standing, from speaking to laughing, had its own rules. The young ladies of the Ling family suffered a lot because of this. Ling Jingxuan was no exception. However, after several years of teaching, some results were achieved.

  Even with a rumbling stomach, Ling Jing still ate slowly and elegantly, making the scene look beautiful.

  Ling Xiao's eyes couldn't see, but his hearing was exceptionally sharp. He listened to the faint movements and couldn't help but say: "Ah Jiao, you haven't eaten anything for two days, your stomach must be very hungry. Don't care about those rules, just eat freely."

  Bai Yu also echoed: "Young master is right. There's no one else here, miss doesn't have to worry about anything."

  Ling Jingxu's heart warmed up, and the corners of her lips slightly rose: "Alright, I'll listen to you."

  After a bowl of steaming hot chicken noodle soup went down, icy hands and feet warmed up, and the whole body gained strength.

  "The old lady sent someone to ask about Miss's condition in the morning, and now that Miss is awake, she should go and pay her respects to the old lady." Bai Yu smiled and said: "I'll help Miss get dressed and made up right away."

  Ling Jingxu hummed in agreement, lowering her eyelids and covering up the chill in her eyes.

  Men and women are different. Ling Xiao is her younger brother, although he can't see, she still needs to avoid suspicion. She stood up proactively and said: "Ah Jiao, I'll go out and wait for you."

  Bai Yu brought over a stack of brand new dresses. Pink, goose yellow, light purple and pale green, all were bright and beautiful colors suitable for a young girl to wear: "These are the new clothes that were just made in the past few days, Miss, which one do you want to wear?"

  Ling Jingyu said faintly: "No need to wear new clothes, bring that lake-green dress."

  Miss is the most beautiful, with a gentle and likable temperament, and she is the one who usually wins Old Lady Ling's heart. Old Lady Ling likes her granddaughters to dress up beautifully and brightly. Miss caters to her taste and also pays extra attention to her dressing.

  Now, however, the young lady surprisingly wore her everyday old clothes to meet Old Lady Ling... such an unusual behavior is puzzling.

  Most of the new lake blue dress, slightly simpler, but on Ling Jingxu's body it still looks exceptionally good. Bai Yu also combed a double flat bun for Ling Jingxu, and each side of the bun was pinned with a pearl flower.

  Ling Jingxu stopped Bai Yu from choosing a bracelet: "No need, this will do."

  Bai Yu was taken aback, although she felt surprised in her heart, she didn't ask much.

  Ling Jingyu gazed at Bai Yu, and suddenly said: "Bai Yu, from now on I will never let anyone bully you."

  Bai Yu's heart suddenly felt a surge of heat, and tears welled up in her eyes.

  She was so lucky to have met a kind and gentle lady.

  Looking at the emotional face in front of her, Ling Jingyu thought of Bai Yu who was brutally killed in her previous life, and a wave of sorrow welled up in her heart. She immediately regained her composure: "Bai Yu, come out with me."

  Ling Xiao obediently stood outside the door waiting, Ling Jingxu walked forward and pulled up Ling Xiao's hand, softly saying: "Ah Xiao, let's go together to pay our respects to grandmother."

  Ling Xiao nodded, with a pure and innocent smile.

  Ling Jingyu pursed her lips, straightened her waist, and pulled Ling Xiao towards Yonghe Hall. Like rushing to the battlefield, she fearlessly faced the impending storm.

  Bai Yu silently and faithfully followed behind her.

  Having gone through death, I appreciate the preciousness of life even more and cherish the people around me.

  Those who had wronged her before, the humiliation she had suffered, she wanted to reclaim justice one by one.

  No matter how noble the other person's status is, no matter how unattainable they are, even if revenge requires sacrificing everything, it will be done without hesitation.

  ......