Chapter 2: Wore It Anyway

  The heavenly stage is cool as water at night, the red candle in the window flickers, the fine rain outside is slanting, the accumulated water drips quietly along the eaves, and a ripple of water opens on the ground, like a sigh or a farewell.

  The furnishings in the room are very simple, and can even be said to be very old. There is a window that cannot keep out the wind or rain. The roof is also broken, and if it rains a bit harder, the whole house may flood.

  At this time, a woman's suppressed sobbing sound was faintly transmitted, and the small voice was particularly clear in the quiet night.

  "Miss, wake up, don't sleep anymore, wu wu......" The little maid knelt in front of the bed, softly shouting, her bloody hands tightly grasping the rough right hand of the woman on the bed with closed eyes, crying uncontrollably.

  The doctor said that if he can't wake up tonight, they will have to make funeral arrangements.

  She cried and begged, kneeling for a long time, before the young master called in a doctor to examine Miss's injury. After hearing the result, he only said that if Miss had gone, she would be thrown out of the Young Master's Mansion according to the method of dealing with lower people.

  Poor miss, how can she receive such treatment.

  Why, although they are all young ladies from noble families, she has to be treated like this. Heaven, you're really unfair, you don't have eyes!

  "Miss, don't sleep, wake up... " He kept talking to the unresponsive woman, begging her over and over again, as long as she could wake up, even if it meant going to death.

  Leng Xue's eyebrows furrowed, and the scene at Xi Xi Valley appeared in her mind. The eerie blood lotus flower, her body involuntarily drew closer, she desperately resisted, but what happened in the end, she couldn't quite recall.

  All she knew was that after a pain like shattering glass, she lost consciousness.

  The crying sound beside her ear was so clear that it made her heart feel hairy, heaven knows, her family members, from her grandfather and father to her cousins and brothers, which one of them wasn't a strong and tough man, how could they possibly cry.

  What's most important is that among her generation, apart from her, there isn't a single woman, so such a young voice couldn't possibly be the cry of one of her family members.

  And she, who had lost her mother since childhood, who would cry for her?

  "Miss, you're awake, aren't you?" The little maid felt Cold Ziyue's hand moving and asked excitedly, ignoring the tear stains on her face.

  Thank goodness heaven heard her inner voice, as long as the young lady wakes up, everything will be fine.

  "Where is this?" Leng Ziyue opened her eyes and asked in a cold tone.

  She glanced around the room casually, and Leng Xue's eyes twitched fiercely. This was a broken temple or something, not only leaking water but also leaking wind everywhere. Compared to where she used to live, this place was really terrible.

  A typical ancient building, suddenly, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

  Even if she's as calm as a cold lotus leaf, in her heart, she can't help but curse: What the hell is going on? What is this all about? Who did she provoke? Is she still playing this trick?

  When she was in school, she didn't like to interact with people, and no one wanted to get close to her. But being as smart as she was, of course, she also knew what her classmates liked to watch the most - those damn time-traveling shows. Wasn't she too old for that?

  She hasn't seen it either, right?

  "Wu wu... Miss, what's wrong with you? I'll go find the doctor right away." The little maid heard this and became anxious, stood up, turned around twice, and was about to run out.

  Although she knew that no doctor could be found, she had to go and wait for the young master. After all, Miss was his own daughter, and he couldn't just abandon her to die.

  Leng Xueyu helplessly rolled her eyes, this expression was impossible to appear on the previous her, the previous her was too good at pretending, it's just that now she wanted to pretend but couldn't.

  "This kind of place can be a lady's residence? It must not be favored, having not eaten pork but seen pigs run. Leng Xueyao had an idea in her mind and said: 'I'm fine, just very tired, resting for a bit will do.'"

  Moved his body a bit, and every movement hurt all over. This pain wasn't a big deal for Leng Zhi, but the fact that he could be injured to this extent meant that he must have fallen very badly, and his physical body was probably beyond salvation.

  "Miss, are you really okay?" The little maid opened her eyes wide and looked at Leng Ziyue carefully, it was indeed her miss, but somehow seemed a bit different.

  But she likes being a young lady like this now.

  "It's nothing." A soft response, her head heavy, as if a lot of things were flooding into her brain, Leng Ziyue closed her eyes and accepted the memories that didn't belong to her without any resistance.

  It turned out that the original body was also called Leng Ziyue, who should have been a noble and dignified young lady of the imperial family, but because she lost her mother at the age of three, she suddenly fell from heaven to hell, becoming a miss in the Zhongjun Houfu who could be bullied by everyone, not even as good as a servant.

  She is gentle, quiet, and yielding everywhere, never arguing or fighting. Even with such a temperament, she is bullied by her stepmother and stepsisters every day, without a single good day to live. In name, she is the young lady of the Hou Mansion, but in reality, she does chores like a servant every day, with calluses on her hands, looking nothing like a young lady.

  Leng Xue was very helpless, her personality was very strong-willed, and she handled things in a cold and ruthless manner. As the tenth generation heir of the Leng family, there were too many expectations placed upon her, to the point where she had lost herself. Now that her soul had entered this woman's body, no one would dare to bully her again.

  She is not gentle, she is not quiet, she just knows how to return a tooth for a tooth and blood for blood.

  She won't tolerate anything because she doesn't offend others and others don't offend her.

  The physical body has returned to the Western Heaven, and it's likely that a weak woman fell from such a high platform and landed hard on the ground, leaving no room for survival.

  Were the women of ancient times all that pitiful, at home with their fathers and out married to their husbands? The original Cold Lingyue had a very difficult time in the Hou Mansion. She endured and yielded, her greatest wish being to marry the man she had been betrothed to since childhood, Ling Wang Zhang Xiao. Originally, they were also affectionate towards each other and were about to discuss marriage.

  How did you know that a princess suddenly appeared, and Zhang Xiao was invited to be the prince consort, so that the original owner of the body was not married, but was divorced first, becoming the biggest joke in the Moon Capital, no matter where she went, she would be laughed at.

  Finally, unable to bear the mockery of her sisters and that princess with other women, she resolutely jumped off from Zhuque Tai, ending her sad life.

  "Miss, have a cup of tea." The little maid saw that Leng Ziyue had closed her eyes tightly, so she poured a cup of tea and brought it to her side.

  "Mm." All memories poured into Leng Xue's mind bit by bit, and when she opened her eyes again, the water sparkled, with infinite light.

  Since she has come, then let her make the most of it. Grandfather's teachings have not been forgotten in the slightest. This is an unfamiliar time and space, thousands of years away from modern times, which is something that Leng Ziyue cannot change.

  This year's craze is crossing over, and once you cross, there's nothing to be afraid of. Soon, Leng Xueyu accepted this frustrating fact, anyway she had no power to change anything.

  The tea at the entrance made Leng Ziyue spit it out immediately. She indeed lived in the deep mountains and was not much different from the cave people on the mountain top, but she swore that this was the most undrinkable tea she had ever had.

  Can this thing be called tea?

  It's poisonous, and it's just about right.

  "Miss, you haven't been scalded, I'm going to die, I'm going to die." As she spoke, the little maid began crying again. She understood that Miss had her monthly allowance, which was deducted layer by layer, leaving nothing.

  Everything delivered here is of the worst quality, even worse than what is used by ordinary people.

  "Hua'er, you're also tired after a day's work, go and rest!" Leng Ziyue thought for a moment and suddenly understood. It seemed that her previous life was really bitter, making her frown involuntarily. If it weren't for the Empress Dowager, she would probably have lost her life long ago.

  In this mansion, no one is a simpleton.

  "But..." Hua'er wanted to speak up, but looking at Leng Ziyue's pale yet absolutely beautiful profile, she couldn't say anything.

  "I'm fine, just need a good night's rest. If you fall ill, who will take care of me?" The rain outside the window was falling quietly, cold wind blowing into the room, making it somewhat chilly.

  Her eyes flashed with a hint of determination, she was no longer her former self. Unfair treatment, why continue to endure it?

  One life disappears, nature requires, another life comes to compensate.

  "Yes." Huā ér nodded and walked to the door, saying: "Miss, I'll be right next door. If you need anything, just call out loudly for me."

  Leng Xueyu nodded and fell silent.

  Her words were few, but for Hua Er, it was already an exception.

  She also has a lot to say, but she just hasn't met the person who can open her up yet.

  Digression

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