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Chapter 1 Rebirth
April night, slightly cool.
Su Anan stood by the window, looking at the bright moon in the night sky, her excited expression slowly calmed down.
The last scene in my memory is in Poor Man's Lane. In the cold winter, it finally snowed in Los Angeles, the first snow.
She was wearing a long-worn cloak, curled up in a corner, shivering at the white snow in the sky.
The flower-like face was mottled and ugly, and even the dirtiest beggar was startled and kicked her away.
All ten fingers that were slender and soft had frostbite and festering, and she no longer felt pain when the cold attacked her.
The snowflakes swaying passionately in the sky, just like the snow at the Plum Blossom Banquet in Los Angeles, so dreamy.
Tremblingly stretched out his hand to pick up one, the whiteness and the dirt instantly formed a sharp contrast, reminding her that she was no longer the eldest lady with golden branches and jade leaves.
will never go back to the past.
At that moment, her heart was extremely desolate, and there was a trace of warm tears in the corner of her eyes.
Hands slumped, and the bumpy life came to an end.
How short, how absurd.
When I woke up again, it was the pink gauze, the fragrance of tranquility, the warm mattress, and the hands that were still as white as jade. There was no frostbite, no festering, and they were as good as ever.
She was stunned for a long time before she realized it. She grabbed a second-class maid and asked the year. When she learned that it was the 23rd day of the 23rd month of the 18th year of Yongjia, she suddenly widened her eyes and fell down beside the bed.
March 23, the day before her marriage, was also a crucial day in her life.
On that day, Su Pingping forced her to escape from marriage, and her life was turned upside down.
Now, she's back?
pushed away the supporting maid, she walked to the window and pushed open the window suddenly.
Azalea's refreshing fragrance hit her instantly, the cool wind blew her shawl hair, and the lush vines climbed up the brackets, green and full of vitality.
is her Zhilanyuan.
She is really back.
The maid Cuiyan came in with a pot of new tea, and when she saw her, she woke up from a nap and stood by the window, hurriedly put down the tray and sent the cloak, "Miss, it's windy by the window, don't stand for too long, it's cold. ."
Covered with warmth, Su Anan suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the long-lost face in front of him, and calling out the name that he had called thousands of times, "Cuiyan?"
"Well, miss, the slave is here." Cuiyan responded obediently, and helped her tie the tie.
Looking down at Cuiyan skillfully helping her tie a bow, Su Anan's eyes suddenly warmed.
Cuiyan is still there.
Fastening the tie, Cuiyan raised her eyes and looked at the worried look of the young lady, thinking that she was still worried about the marriage, but she couldn't hold back her thoughts: "Miss, listen to the advice of the slave, don't be stubborn, and marry tomorrow with peace of mind. "Although that son Shen is not in good health and lives in the countryside, he will be the prince of Xuanyi Hou's mansion in the future. Although you marry him, you will be happy, but you won't suffer from your identity."
"And this matter has now been settled, and there is no change. When the sedan chair arrives tomorrow, you will be a member of the Shen family from now on. If you insist on repenting of your marriage, your reputation will definitely be ruined in the future, who would dare to do it again. Proposing to you?"
"Miss, let's accept our fate, marry and serve your husband well, so that when Young Master Shen dies, I can give you a piece of paper and leave you free."
Su An'an used to be the most annoying to listen to Cuiyan's nagging. Cuiyan was two years older than her, and she was the eldest maid chosen by her mother before her death. Unfortunately, this maid was too straight and always talked about her like a preaching, which made her annoyed. In the end, the plan to escape was concealed, and then nothing could be done.
Now hearing her nagging, Su Anan misses her so much that her eyes are sore.
In her previous life, after she escaped from marriage privately, she never heard a good word again.
I never saw Cuiyan again, but I heard that Cuiyan was sold by the Lu family after she left, and she made a random purchase. Life was not easy, and she went earlier than her.
At that time, she knew that Cuiyan was good and Cuiyan was bitter.
Su Anan suppressed the astringency in her eyes and held Cuiyan's hand, "Well, I know, I will get married tomorrow, don't worry."
Cuiyan was surprised for a moment, did the lady suddenly figure it out?
I was clamoring for a run the other day.
But since the lady said so, Cuiyan is always relieved, just think that the lady may see force majeure.
Cuiyan also persuaded a few words at the right time, "Miss understand, it's fine, don't blame the slaves for being talkative, that Mr. Shen, it is rumored that he has a very good temper, gentle and elegant, although he is frail, but if you take good care of it, it may be good or not, miss don't want it. Too pessimistic."
Not pessimistic, Su Anan is not pessimistic at all now.
How about marrying a sick child, and what about Chongxi, can it be worse than her previous life, where she was displaced, frozen to death on the street, cut off from relationships, removed from her family tree, and homeless from now on?
There is nothing worse than that.
She patted Cuiyan's hand, "Don't worry, I'm fine, and I'm not pessimistic. People, sometimes you should accept your fate, you have to accept it. I just suddenly understood, Cuiyan, don't worry."
A hint of relief overflowed in Cuiyan's eyes, and the young lady finally stopped.
said a few more words, Cuiyan planned to go down to see why the dishes in the kitchen hadn't been served yet. Just after taking a step, a notification came from outside the door, "Miss, the second lady is here to see you."
Cuiyan paused and looked back at the eldest lady worriedly.
The second miss is the daughter of the eldest miss's stepmother, the Lu family, and the second daughter of the Su residence.
The relationship between the two is good. The eldest lady has always trusted the second lady very much and treats her like her own sister, but the mind of the second lady may not be like that.
Cuiyan secretly said that the second miss was not as simple as she appeared, but the eldest didn't believe her and thought she was provoking. In a fit of rage, she was punished to go to the kitchen to do chores for three months. Later, when her mother sacrificed, she remembered her again. Called back.
Now, the eldest miss has finally figured it out, but don't talk to the second miss and make up some nonsense.
Cuiyan hesitated, but bowed helplessly and retired.
Because the two sisters were talking, they always disliked being served by a maid next to them.
When Su Anan suddenly heard the second young lady, her fingertips folded involuntarily, and her originally calm eyes suddenly became violent and dark.
Unfortunately, Su Pingping didn't realize it. She walked happily with small steps. After waving away the maid, she stepped forward and took her arm affectionately, and said, "Is elder sister still worried?"
"Don't worry, sister, I can help you with a good idea."
Big sister, instantly pulled Su An'an's memory away.
The last person she saw was Su Pingping before she ran out of fuel in her previous life.
In Poor Man's Lane, she was dressed in fancy clothes, with a condescending attitude, and a lot of backlogs of unwilling ridicule, all of which she vented.
"Do you know that every time I call you sister, I feel disgusted, I am obviously older than you, why are you my sister, what qualifications do you have to be my sister? That's it."
"Now, your identity as a direct descendant is gone. Even if you want to call me sister, it's not worthy. You are suitable for living in this poor alley and grabbing food with dogs, hahaha."
(end of this chapter)
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