It was September of the twenty-fourth year of Kangxi. Although it was already autumn, the autumn tiger was coming, and the sun was so strong at noon that people could only wear a single layer of thin clothing.
There is a small, secluded courtyard deep in the Uranala Mansion. There is an old flat forehead hanging on the door of the courtyard, with the inscription "Rong Yuan" written on it.
Except for the occasional chirping of cicadas on the mulberry trees and the "swish" sound of fallen leaves being swept in the courtyard, it was quiet and drowsy.
Lin Jinxi slowly woke up from the dazzling daylight, opened her eyes, and stared at the Zhuliang ceiling for a long time, "Previous life?" she murmured to herself.
Thinking of the fantasy conversation before she fell into coma, combined with the antique decorations in front of her, she couldn't help but reach out and pinch her thigh, "Hiss..." It hurt. It meant it was not a dream. In this way, she was really being held.
The ghost that dared not even show her face was sent to her previous life...
Huh? I didn’t expect that her thighs in her previous life were so voluptuous! They were as soft as the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by her grandma.
"Oh my God!..." She stared at her hands in horror, they were as plump as lotus roots. Then she raised her legs and looked at her feet, it was still the same.
Damn it! No one told her that in her previous life, she would start as a chubby kid of four or five years old! They also told her to let it take its course! Who knew that when she went back decades later, her poor body would be
Is the body rotten?!
Thinking of this, Lin Jinxi beat the head of the bed in annoyance, but she shivered from the pain of the hard wood. The hard bed... Oh, I miss her big soft bed worth 38,000 yuan!
Lying blankly on the hard wooden bed, although the texture of the wood is no worse than the red wood that Wen Wansheng loves, it is not her thing. She loves sleeping, how could she like this kind of hard bedding.
Wen Wansheng should be the wise choice to come here.
Why did you choose her? Just because she happened to have an accident and her soul left her body?
Lin Jinxi curled her lips, turned over, and looked at an antique dressing table. The mottled rusty bronze mirror could barely illuminate the image on the opposite side. Such a mirror was too embarrassed to be displayed in the boudoir.
.Which corner of the backward area did she fall into?
Lin Jinxi rolled her eyes, then turned over again. She looked over the one-foot-high bed board, through the uncurtained wooden window, and met a pair of clear and pleasant round eyes.
"Ah, Princess is awake -" the little maid Mo'er, who was bringing back a basin of warm water from the water room, shouted in surprise. Then, hearing the sound of the basin hitting the pillar, Lin Jinxi pursed her lips tightly.
, and then the sound of two or three people running towards each other from a distance, Lin Jinxi pursed her lips: Could it be that she is the "little round-eyed" princess, right?
Gege? Such an unpleasant name... tsk tsk...
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"Fu Jin, Gege's fever has just gone away. It's normal for her to be awake and lethargic now. Please give Gege a few prescriptions to regulate her body. Take it for three days and she'll be fine." The doctor from Huirentang finished Lin Jinxi's treatment.
She felt her pulse, rolled her eyelids again, turned back and said to Minrong, who looked nervous.
"The doctor is right, I'm too impatient." Minrong breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, nodded to the doctor, and then told the maid Xia'er who was accompanying him, "Send the doctor to collect the consultation fee, and pick up the medicine along the way.
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"Yes, Fujin." Xia'er took the prescription from the doctor, carefully folded it and put it in the purse around her waist, and then led the doctor to the front yard account room.
After wiping Lin Jinxi's body and putting on clean clothes, Mo'er held the copper basin, greeted Minrong Fu and then retreated.
The only ones left in the room were Lin Jinxi, who was so embarrassed by the maid's action of stripping her clothes and giving her a bath, that she had to close her eyes and pretend to be ignorant, and Min Rong, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a frown on his face.
"Xi'er, E Niang's baby, get well soon... E Niang only has you... only you..." Minrong sighed softly.
Suddenly, a drop of hot tears fell on Lin Jinxi's cheek, causing her to tremble slightly. She slowly opened her eyes, and met the sad and red eyes of her sensitive face.
"Xi'er, are you awake? Don't be afraid, E Niang is by your side..." Minrong patted Lin Jinxi's back gently, as if to comfort her.
"Mo'er, bring some porridge, Gege is awake." Minrong raised her soft voice and ordered to the maid waiting in the outer room. At the same time, she picked up Lin Jinxi and sat on her lap, leaning on her arms.
Lin Jinxi lowered her eyes, pinched the corners of her clothes with both hands, and moved her body awkwardly.
"Be good, I'll feed you some porridge before you go to sleep." Minrong thought she still wanted to sleep, so he coaxed her gently.
"Fujin, Gege, the porridge is here." After a while, Mo'er opened the door curtain with one hand and held a large porcelain plate in the other hand, with a bowl of white porridge and a plate of very finely chopped side dishes placed on it.
"Come on, my dear, I've slept for three days. Are you hungry? Let's drink some porridge first. Later, I'll make some delicious snacks for you." Minrong took the small soup bowl filled with porridge and said,
He scooped up a small spoonful and handed it to Lin Jinxi's mouth, smiling softly and gesturing for her to open her mouth.
This is the first time Lin Jinxi has been fed by someone since she can remember.
Until she finished the bowl of gruel, passively wiped the corners of her mouth, and was sent back to bed to lie down...she was still wandering in the sky.
God, she was starting to worry that she would have to be bathed and fed as passively as before for the next few years.
Ouch... She really wanted to raise her head and roar: Which bastard did this "good thing"! He actually sent her back to the backward feudal civilization! Gege... Fujin... E Niang... roar, God... she
Could it be during the Qing Dynasty?
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"Xi'er... today we have red bean and red date soup. It's sweet. Xi'er's favorite drink."
At noon when the sun was shining brightly, Lin Jinxi was lying comfortably on the soft couch and squinting her eyes to catch up on sleep. Her cheap mother--Fu Jin in the mouth of the maids, was walking from the kitchen to the courtyard with a large white porcelain plate, giving her a handmade meal.
The snacks are here.
In the seven days since she woke up, she has had white fungus and red date soup, red bean and red bean soup, sesame and red bean soup... They have changed the pattern every day. How much energy deficiency and anemia does she have, and she needs to take so many red beans and red dates?!
Lin Jinxi sighed secretly, sat up straight in Minrong's arms, and pretended to be obedient as she tasted the dessert that tasted good but was of extremely poor quality.
"Does it taste good? This is what E Niang has stewed all morning. If you like it, eat more." Minrong saw Lin Jinxi finishing the bowl of soup quietly and said she was hungry.
asked thoughtfully.
This cheap girl really lives her life centered on her.
I don't know where her cheap dad is from. Not only have I never seen him in person in the past seven days, I haven't heard anyone mention him.
In other words, in this shabby and quiet little courtyard, apart from the two maids Mo'er and Xia'er, who don't talk much, it's Bainiang and her. No one else has ever visited the house. Of course, there is no chance to get out of the house.
The gossip information she wanted was gleaned from other people's mouths.
What a huge difference. Compared to when Lin Jinxi was hospitalized in Hong Kong hospital, not to mention her parents, elder brothers and sister-in-law left their jobs and traveled thousands of miles to Hong Kong. Even Ying Hao, who only had an employment relationship with her, and the international hospital
The overlord also visited her every day outside the intensive care unit to check on her.
All I can say is that she is really unpopular now.
Alas...Lin Jinxi sighed secretly for the nth time.
A neglected and unloved daughter, a mother who lives in peace with the world and only cares about her daughter, two maids who are quiet and don't talk much... when will she be able to find out everything about her surroundings?
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"Xi'er, E Niang's precious Xi'er, tell E Niang what are you thinking about?" A soft voice interrupted her wandering. Minrong's smiling eyes reflected Lin Jinxi's obsidian eyes.
This lovely and well-behaved daughter is everything to her. She may not care about her master's indecisiveness or the competition for favors from other concubines, but she cannot live without her daughter. Her daughter has been the pillar of her life for the past three years, and is also the only one she will have in the future.
center of gravity.
As long as she looked at her daughter, she could forget the grievances and despair deep in her heart. She originally thought that she could live with her daughter in the depths of the mansion until the end of her life.
However, now I am beginning to wonder, is it wrong for her to be so low-key? If her daughter's illness had been more serious, and if the doctor was also a scheming master, would Xi'er have left her and flown to bliss?
Thinking of this, Minrong sadly hugged her daughter in her arms. How could she be so selfish: she had no desires or demands in order to get away from the fight in the house. But her daughter was innocent. Such low-keyness would only make her daughter grow up.
, losing the attention of the master day by day, just like before, when she was seriously ill for many days, the other party didn't know anything about it. So, what will happen to her marriage in the future... Minrong didn't dare to think about it further.
He just hugged Jinxi tightly and whispered softly.
"Uh...Eniang..." Lin Jinxi whispered in embarrassment. She really couldn't bear to see the beautiful woman in front of her smiling and looking forward to her, and then looking endlessly sad. Her teacher Fang Yimei had never been like this.
A charming and delicate expression.
Alas, it is in vain that she, an old soul who is about to turn thirty, wants to call the woman in front of her, who is no more than twenty years old, her mother. God, she really wants to imitate Comrade Fang Yimei and howl...
"Xi'er..." Minrong's smiling eyes made her unable to surrender. Her loss was exchanged for the joy of the cheap girl. This is probably the best way to describe the woman's beautiful tearful face.
That's all, she, Lin Jinxi, felt a little aggrieved. Maybe God, for the sake of her cooperation, could use a spell to keep her in a modern plant body and survive a little longer.
"By the way, E Niang is going to Futa Temple to fulfill her vow later. Do you want to go to Xi'er?"
"..." Futa Temple?
Temples, monks, no, no, no, she won’t go.
Once, she followed her mother to a popular temple to offer incense and blessings, and then an old monk who pretended to be mysterious had the opportunity to predict that she would have a bloody disaster before her thirtieth birthday.
And damn it, that stinking monk's nonsense really hit the mark.
Now, when she heard that she was going to a temple, she would rather sit on a soft couch and bask in the sun. If she wanted to go out, there would be many opportunities in the future. There was no rush.
"Little lazy pig, what did the doctor say? You have to move around as much as possible so that your body can recover quickly. Come on, dear Xi'er, why don't you go with your mother?" Minrong looked at her in amusement and quickly slipped out of her arms, retracting back to the soft couch and squinting.
My daughter was basking in the sun and couldn't help but want to tease her.
"I won't go." Lin Jinxi was unmoved. Although the cheap girl's coquettish expression was very charming.
"Then - I promise you, when Futa Temple comes back, I will take you to play in the streets and buy you candy cakes to eat." Minrong brought out her daughter's favorite.
Upon hearing this, Lin Jinxi opened her small almond-shaped eyes and nodded eagerly towards Minrong.
Don’t get me wrong, she is not the chubby girl who loves sweets. She was bought into it as soon as she heard there were desserts. She wanted to visit the markets of the Qing Dynasty. She might as well go back to meet Yong, who loves to explore ancient times as an amateur.
Xu Dexiu made some noise.
Besides, she is only five years old now. She eats, drinks and sleeps at home every day, but the opportunity to go out and play is rare.
With this in mind, Lin Jinxi stood up from the soft couch neatly, slid down the stone floor, and ran towards the room with her short, fat legs, "Mo'er, hurry up and change my clothes... Gege..." Like a whirlwind
The ground scraped into the boudoir, and he anxiously urged the maid to change her into going out clothes.
The eloquence is not as good as the sequelae of a severe fever. Minrong looked at it with a smile, and the worries in her heart slowly subsided. She only has her daughter. If her daughter is good, she is good...