Chapter 10 Rebirth
After a long sleep, Xia Zihan felt that her mind was clear, everything was revived, and her whole body was energetic.
Ah, how long has it been since you had such a good sleep?
Ever since she married into the Cao family, she felt like she had entered hell. She had lived a hard and tiring life serving the Cao family's mother and son. She also had to endure their beatings and scoldings, and her body had never felt so light.
Sister Ying......
"Ah..."
When he thought of Sister Ying, Xia Zihan, who had just woken up and was still in a state of confusion, shuddered, opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, lifted... the quilt, and planned to find Sister Ying.
But... the quilt covering her body was actually made of soft silk, soft and soft in her hands, and had peonies and double happiness embroidered on it.
This quilt cost more than thirty taels of silver each. After she married into the Cao family, she could no longer afford such an expensive quilt.
As for the dowry quilt that her stepmother bought for her, the core was made of old cotton wool and refurbished, and only the top quilt was good, the rest were made of linen.
As for the only good quilt, the second day after she entered Cao's house, Mrs. Cao took it away on the pretext that the daughter-in-law wanted to honor her mother-in-law.
Hey, why does this quilt look so familiar?
Also, her hands seem to have become a lot smaller?
Xia Zihan stared at her small, white, jade-like hands, dumbfounded and tongue-tied, as if she had seen a ghost.
"Girl, you're awake." A familiar voice suddenly came from my ears.
Was she hallucinating?
How did she hear the wet nurse's voice?
But didn’t the wet nurse die of illness in the third year after my grandmother’s death?
How...
Did she really see a ghost?
Xia Zihan's face suddenly turned pale, her eyes widened, and she stared straight at the nanny Yu's house who opened the door and walked in. A string in her mind was blown to pieces.
The wind was messy and shivering. Seeing that her expression was wrong, the wet nurse thought that she couldn't bear the death of the old man. She was so shocked that before she could recover, she held her little hand affectionately and comforted her worriedly, "Girl, the old man went there in a hurry. The wet nurse knows that you feel sad, but the deceased is gone. You have to take care of yourself. The old lady only has you left now."
This sound...
Seems true?
And the touch on the hand seems to be real, as well as the body temperature...
What is going on?
Xia Zihan was stunned.
After a long time, she finally came back to her senses and looked around the room carefully.
Carved red lacquered baby play cabinet, purple jade coral screen couch, red sandalwood carved Chilong pattern Duobao Pavilion, huanghuali cabinet with three cabinets, coral door cabinet...
These huanghuali furniture looked so familiar and distant. They were all the furnishings in her room when she lived in the Chu family.
And the scene in front of me was so familiar, as if... it had happened once a long time ago.
That was just after my grandfather passed away.
When her grandfather was alive, he loved her very much and regarded her as a treasure. However, when she was eight years old, her grandfather contracted wind and cold due to overwork in court affairs. .
She was so heartbroken that she fainted.
When she woke up, she was in so much pain that the wet nurse came in to comfort her.
So...
The current situation?
Could it be true?
Xia Zihan was excited for a while, and then...she thought of her past life again, and the memories before her death began to slowly come back.
(End of chapter)