Rebirth of the second ex-husband

Chapter 1 The Princess Reborn
It was a spring morning, the sunrise climbed up the clouds, the clouds were filled with a touch of gold, and the birds sang happily on the branches, which was very beautiful.

"Come in!" A clear and melodious female voice rang out. The person who spoke had black hair tied up in a bun near the cloud, with two pink lotus hairpins inserted obliquely. He was wearing a long white dress with a few flowers drawn out with pink thread at the hem. The lotus flower, with a touch of freshness in the simple elegance, is indescribably charming. This woman is Ye Xinwei, the third wife of the Xiao Mansion.

Ye Xinwei had just sent Xiao Nianyou, the young lord of the Xiao Mansion in the capital, out. At this time, she was doing her makeup in front of the bronze mirror, sweeping her black eyebrows lightly. Ye Xinwei heard the maid said that the young lady was already waiting outside the door, and tidied herself up. Only then did he gracefully stand up to let in the person who had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

A little girl carved in pink and jade opened the curtain and walked in. She looked about three years old, her big watery eyes were embedded in her oval-like face, she looked thinner instead of baby fat, and there was a tranquility in her eyes that didn't match her age. There is no innocence that a child should have.

The little girl wore flat buns, two blue ribbons tied into a bow, and her clothes were simple, except for a golden glass wreath on her chest.This girl is Xiao Muling, the eldest daughter of the Xiao family. She entered the room and glanced cautiously in the direction of Ye Xinwei, then lowered her head and walked over, her eyes no longer looking around.

"Greetings to Sanniang!" With a soft voice, Xiao Muling bowed to Ye Xinwei, stood still and looked at her toes without saying a word, waiting for Ye Xinwei's instructions before leaving.

Ye Xinwei glanced at Xiao Muling lightly, saw the golden glass necklace on her chest, and said coldly, "Go and bring a cup of tea to your mother." As she spoke, her eyes signaled to Qingluo, her dowry maid, Qingluo's lips curled up. He raised a knowing smile.The tailoring of Qingluo's clothes is much better than that of Xiao Muling's, and it is obviously very popular with Ye Xinwei, and she is a capable one.

"Yes, Sanniang!" Xiao Muling replied obediently, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, as long as the tea is served this morning, they can go back.

Qingluo got the instructions, took the freshly boiled tea on the stove and made a cup of tea casually, put it on the table, and said: "Miss, the tea is ready."

Xiao Muling walked over, but didn't see the tea tray, looked up at Qing Luo, and stretched out her hand when she saw that Qing Luo didn't respond.As soon as the little hand touched the cup, it shrank back, secretly feeling that it was so hot, and pinched his ears unconsciously with both hands, as if it didn't feel hot like this.

Qingluo didn't seem to see anything, so she kindly said: "Miss, madam is waiting for tea!"

Xiao Muling looked up at Qingluo again, saw that she was smiling very cordially, bit her lip and stretched out her hand to pick up the teacup, turned around, took only two steps, her head was covered with dots of sweat, her fingertips trembled slightly, but Don't dare to say anything.

However, Qingluo poured the tea to the full on purpose. Although Xiao Muling was careful not to let the hot teacup fall from his hands, the tea in the cup overflowed with trembling fingers, and it was hot on his hands. Unable to bear the scalding tea, he lost his hand and the teacup fell to the ground.

"Pa——" The sound of the broken teacup hitting Xiao Muling's heart, the air seemed to freeze at that moment, and time also stopped!

Xiao Muling's heart was beating like a drum, and she even forgot the pain in her hand for a moment, and looked at Ye Xinwei in horror.

Ye Xinwei stood up abruptly, took two steps forward, and slapped her with a "pa—" with warm anger in her eyes, and said in her mouth, "But you are so unwilling to let me bring you a cup of tea? Isn't Erniang the only one who can order you?"

Qingluo's eyes were full of regret: "Miss, if you don't want to, you shouldn't take this cup to vent your anger. This is a high-quality blue and white porcelain tea set. The three-month monthly payment of a servant is not worth the value of this cup."

Ye Xinwei became even more angry when she heard this, she pulled Xiao Muling past her, and without waiting for Xiao Muling to stand still, she hit her on the buttocks three times, using her strength, the voice was very clear and resounding.

Xiao Muling was only a three-year-old child, and at this moment he couldn't bear the pain any longer. There were burning pains on his hands, face, buttocks, and he cried loudly: "Mother—mother—" big eyes burst into tears Zongheng, in his mouth, he called out his mother miserably, but this sound of mother came from his nature, it was a call to his mother from the bottom of his heart.

Standing outside the door were Xiao Muling's two servant girls, Jingyuan and Lin Yuehong. Hearing the young lady's scream, they couldn't help but clenched their fingers tightly, feeling very heartbroken, and this scene seemed to happen often.

Another piece of heaven and earth in the capital, the Yongfu Hall in the south main hall of Changle Palace is magnificent and magnificent, with red walls and green tiles, interlaced brackets, cornices and carved pillars, exquisite and elegant.

The decoration in the hall is luxurious yet exquisite.A copper incense burner with six tripods was placed at the entrance of the hall, wisps of sandalwood incense rose gently and slowly, permeating the entire hall, the faint fragrance was faintly present, but it made people feel very comfortable when smelling it carefully.There is an elegant large screen in the middle, in front of the screen is the long case, and behind the screen is the inner hall.

In the corner of the inner hall is a quaint carved bed, and next to the bed is an exquisite dressing table carved with roses and vines.

A light pink gauze curtain was hung on the bed, and a pair of Ruyi gold hooks were hooked on the gauze curtain, revealing the person on the bed. Lying on the bed was a woman with a very beautiful face but a haggard appearance.

This woman's beautiful face and unnaturally fair complexion may be caused by staying indoors for a long time without seeing the sun for a long time.Her eyebrows are very well-shaped, curved like willow leaves, long eyelashes, small and straight nose, thin lips, but the color of her lips is slightly pale, and there is a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.A head of black hair was divided into two strands and scattered on the chest, slightly yellowish but combed extremely smoothly.

There was no expression on her face, and perhaps she had no thoughts, she just lay quietly on the bed for three years.

The house is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear the sound of the leaves floating in the wind outside.The person on the bed suddenly heard the miserable cry "Mother—Mother—"

This word was like a thunderbolt, knocking on her heart, shaking her heart and soul, and causing her heart to ache.

pain?How can I feel pain?Isn't she dead?The dead shouldn't feel it, isn't she dead?Otherwise, why would there be pain?
An unprecedented feeling of falling swept over her, like falling from a high cliff, oppressing her body and mind. After an unknown amount of time, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, woke up, his eyes were confused, and looked at this completely unfamiliar person. The big bed, looking sideways at the room, is much more refined and elegant than her residence, secretly wondering where is she?
She got up and found that her body was extremely stiff, she almost fell off the bed, staggered to the dressing table, looked at the mirror inlaid with plain silver, and secretly sighed what a big handwriting.

The person reflected in Suyin's mirror is not her face, she thought her eyes were blurred and stared again, staring at the person in the mirror with wide eyes in a daze.

The person in the mirror has clear eyes and springy eyes, a natural smile with light lips, and a noble temperament.Her hands were trembling, touching this face, it didn't belong to her, the light in her eyes was trembling.

This body is more beautiful than her, and her temperament is more elegant than her. Although this person is a bit haggard, and his complexion is as thin as white paper, but she recognizes the person in the mirror. She is the Princess Linghua of the Liuli Kingdom.She had seen the princess' face many times at royal banquets and flower appreciation and poetry competitions.

"Why...why did she become Princess Linghua?" She muttered to herself, she couldn't believe it, isn't she Lin Fei, the mistress of the Xiao Mansion?
Lin Fei's mind was full of confusion, she stared blankly at herself in the mirror, calmed down slowly, and sank into memories.

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