The road of the favorite concubine in three lives is destined

Yiwan walked into the Lin Mansion, full of expectations, hoping to meet Master Zhang Duo again and enjoy the beauty of lotus flowers together. However, when she stepped into the lotus pond, she did not see Zhang Duo, only Miss Lin and a few maids were there.

Yiwan couldn't help but feel lost and confused. She looked around, trying to find Zhang Duo in the crowd, but she couldn't find him. She began to wonder if she had misheard the news, or if Zhang Duo hadn't come for some reason.

Miss Lin noticed Yiwan's strangeness. She walked over with a smile and asked softly, "Sister Yiwan, what's wrong with you? Is there something that makes you unhappy?"

Yi Wan forced a smile, shook her head, and said, "Nothing, just a little unexpected, Master Zhang Duo didn't come."

Miss Lin was slightly stunned, then she smiled again and said, "Oh, Zhang Duo had some urgent matters to deal with, so he couldn't come. However, we can still appreciate the beauty of the lotus flowers together and enjoy the tranquility and comfort."

Although Yiwan was a little disappointed, she didn't want Miss Lin to see her dissatisfaction. She nodded and tried to make herself look happier. They admired the lotus flowers, drank tea and chatted together, but Yiwan's heart was always lacking a sense of expectation and joy.

Yiwan stood by the lotus pond, preparing to pick a lotus flower according to Miss Lin's instructions. Although she was a little confused, she didn't think much about it. However, just as she was about to enter the water, Miss Lin suddenly whispered in her ear, coldly said: "Go to hell." Then she pushed her hard, and Yiwan lost her balance and fell into the lotus pond.

The cold water instantly submerged Yiwan's body. She struggled in fear, trying to grab something to support herself. However, everyone around was stunned, and no one came forward to rescue her. Yiwan felt that she was gradually losing strength, and she knew that she had to save herself as soon as possible. Miss Lin stood on the shore, watching Yiwan struggling in the water indifferently. There was no trace of sympathy or pity in her eyes, as if all this was Yiwan's own fault. She even secretly laughed at Yiwan's incompetence and embarrassment in her heart. Yiwan was floundering in the water. She couldn't swim, and she felt that she was getting closer and closer to death every moment. Her heart was filled with despair and fear. She shouted for help, but everyone around was stunned, and no one dared to come forward to rescue her.

Miss Lin stood aside, looking at Yi Wan expressionlessly. Her eyes revealed a kind of indifference and viciousness.

Yiwan felt that her physical strength had reached its limit, her consciousness began to blur, and everything in front of her became hazy. She knew that she had to find a way to save herself as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too late.

Although she couldn't breathe as freely as she did on land, at least she wasn't struggling and wasting her energy like before. She tried to stay calm and waited for help.

Finally, after a long wait, Miss Lin thought that Yiwan must have drowned in the lotus pond. She waved her hand and signaled the servants to send Yiwan's body back to the Huang Mansion. At the same time, she sent someone to inform Huang's father and mother, claiming that Yiwan fell into the lotus pond because of a slip. Huang's father and mother were heartbroken after receiving the news. They couldn't believe that their daughter had left them like this, and an accident happened in someone else's mansion. They felt angry and sad, and at the same time they had deep doubts and dissatisfaction with Miss Lin. In the Huang Mansion, Yiwan's body was carried back. Her face was pale and lifeless, as if she had really left this world. Huang's father and mother looked at their daughter's appearance, and their hearts were broken. They could not accept this cruel fact, nor could they forgive those who did not save their daughter. They quickly found a doctor, who said that Madam, the young lady might be...

At this critical moment, the eldest son of the Huang family rushed over, his face full of worry and tension. When he heard about his sister Yiwan, his heart was like being hit hard by a heavy hammer, and he was almost unable to breathe in pain. He knew very well that his sister was a treasure in the family, and her life and death were of vital importance to the entire Huang family. The eldest son of the Huang family immediately turned to the doctor who came with him, and his voice was firm and powerful: "No matter how much money it costs, my sister must be saved!" His eyes revealed an unquestionable determination, as if he wanted to use his own beliefs and strength to bring hope of life to his sister. The doctor nodded to show that he understood. He knew that the determination and financial resources of the eldest son of the Huang family were not a problem. He immediately organized people and began to do his best to treat Yiwan. For a time, the Huang family was busy, and everyone was working hard for Yiwan's life.

Huang's mother looked at Yiwan, who was weak on the sickbed, and her heart was broken. She felt helpless and powerless, as if at this moment, no matter what she did, she could not relieve her daughter's pain. Her tears kept flowing, and every drop was full of maternal love and heartache. "Wan'er, my Wan'er, how could you suffer such misfortune?" Huang's mother called her daughter's name in a low voice, her voice full of endless grief. She held Yiwan's hand tightly, trying to pass on her warmth and strength to her. Huang's father paced back and forth in the study, frowning, anxiously waiting for the news of Yiwan's awakening. He looked at the sky outside the window from time to time, as if praying to God, hoping that his daughter would be safe. Whenever a servant came to report the situation, his heart would be tightly clenched, for fear of hearing bad news. "Master, don't worry too much, the eldest lady will be fine." A servant whispered to comfort. Huang's father sighed and said nothing. Of course, he knew that his daughter's vitality was very strong, but this matter was after all serious, how could he not worry? His heart was filled with longing and worry for his daughter, as if the whole world had lost its color.

At the same time, modern Yi Wan was on duty in the hospital. Suddenly, a patient appeared and was carried to the hospital on a stretcher by several people. He was wearing a colorful stone bracelet on his hand. She slowly approached and thought that the man was very handsome. She was curious about the stone bracelet on his hand, so she touched it. Unexpectedly, time stopped and she traveled to the body of ancient Yi Wan.