Yi Xin as a concubine

The girls didn't return to their respective courtyards until after dinner.

When Xin Baoer came back, her little face was rosy and she was a little excited. When Mother Lin asked her with a smile if she was happy today, she also said a lot of words, which was rare for her.

Because he doesn't communicate with people often and he is very excited, his words are inevitably disorganized, like a few-year-old baby learning to speak. Some of his words don't make sense, and he says whatever he thinks of and talks about whatever comes to his mind.

But even so, Mother Lin was very happy. She smiled all night long, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings. It was great! Her daughter was finally willing to communicate with others.

At night, when everything was quiet, Xin Baoer secretly got up and sat in front of the window, but her clothes were wet with tears again, for her efforts during this period and for those people around her who showed kindness to her.

You have to know that no matter in her past life or this life, she is just a teenage girl. You can imagine how much she has to pay for every step towards the light when she is surrounded by darkness. You can probably get a sense of it by looking at her scarred index finger.

The next morning, before daybreak, there was a lot of noise outside the yard. Xin Baoer slept late the night and could not fall asleep after being woken up by the noise. Her eyes were swollen and uncomfortable, her head was a little dizzy, and her little face was abnormally flushed.

Lancao, who rushed over when she heard the noise in the inner room, was frightened by the appearance of her own young lady. She quickly called Mother Lin. Mother Lin was old and had a poor sense of hearing, so she also hurried out when she heard the noise.

"What's wrong with Miss?" Mother Lin pulled the panicked Lancao over and asked anxiously.

"Miss, Miss..."

"Oh, it's so anxious, I'd better go and see it myself." Without waiting for Lancao to react, he walked into the inner room in two or three steps as if he was on a hot wheel.

"Oh, my lady, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? I'll go find a doctor right away."

"Mom, Mom, take it easy. I just caught a cold and had a fever. It's nothing serious. Just drink some ginger and scallion water to reduce the fever and it will be fine. Today is Sixth Sister's good day. Don't ruin everyone's good mood."

Mother Lin was a little hesitant. The young lady had always been in a weak body and every time she was sick it would take several days to recover. It was obvious that everyone outside was so festive, so it was not appropriate to make a big fuss.

So he ordered someone to boil ginger water, and at the same time called a steady little maid over to ask her to find the court doctor, and told her to bring people over by a small path and try not to attract anyone's attention.

By the time the little girl went around to bring the court doctor over, Xin Baoer had just drunk a large bowl of onion and ginger water. Maybe too much ginger was put in it, and it was so spicy that she kept fanning herself with her little hands, looking a little funny.

The court physician was pulled over by the little girl, panting, with a somewhat unhappy look on his face. There was obviously a shortcut, but the old man had to take the long way around, showing no concern for him at all.

Xin Baoer, who originally wanted to say that she was fine, was so frightened when she saw the doctor coming in with his face pulled that she stopped waving her hands and closed her mouth tightly. She stretched out her arm hesitantly, waiting for the doctor to take her pulse.

"It's no big deal. After you start sweating, you'll be fine after taking this medicine."

The doctor started packing his things, looked at the little girl curled up on the bed, thought for a moment, and then muttered to himself, "Think less, move more, and get rid of diseases and disasters."

Xin Baoer naturally heard the old doctor's "soliloquy". A bitter smile flashed across her little face, which was half covered by the quilt, but it was fleeting.

Xin Baoer broke into a sweat and drank a bowl of bitter medicine soup of unknown effect. She felt a little more relaxed and stood up to let Mother Lin and the other two help her wash and dress, as she still had to go to see her sixth sister off to get married.

"Eighth sister, here."

As soon as Xin Baoer arrived at the courtyard of the third room, she heard Xin Linger calling her loudly from a distance. She looked in the direction of the voice and her scalp suddenly went numb. She couldn't help but start to back down again.

There were many beautiful girls standing outside Xin Zhener's yard. Because of Xin Linger's shout, they all looked in her direction, some sizing her up, some curious, and some whispering to each other.

Xin Baoer felt as if her legs weighed a thousand pounds. She stood there stiffly, unable to move forward or backward. Tears welled up in her charming eyes. Her body, which had not yet fully recovered, was shaky. She bit her lips desperately, and the pain on her index finger kept coming in waves, which made her hold back from turning around and running away.

As Xin Feng'er walked in, she saw her precious little sister looking pitiful and unable to move forward. She took a few quick steps and grabbed her cold little hand.

Looking in the direction of the crowd, she smiled and said, "My little sister Baoer has really grown up. She knows to wait for big sister. Next time, don't stand in the wind. Look at your little hands, they are cold. Come into the house with big sister to warm up."

Having said that, he dragged the person towards the side room next to Xin Zhener's bedroom without saying a word. He did not let the person go until they entered the room and forced him to sit on a chair.

"Didn't mother say that you often play with your sisters recently? Why don't you dare to go in again? Is someone making things difficult for you?" Xin Feng'er personally poured a cup of warm water into Xin Bao'er's hand and asked softly.

"Don't be afraid, little sister. Tell me who it is and I'll help you vent your anger."

"No, no, it's my own fault. I thought I could do it, but there were too many people. I felt like they were all looking at me and talking about me. I...I..."

Xin Baoer's tears were falling down and her words were intermittent, looking pitiful and helpless.

"Oh, my dear sister, you are so beautiful. They have never seen a girl as beautiful as you before, so they naturally can't help but take a few more glances. They don't know you, so they have to ask each other about you, right?"

Xin Feng'er patiently coaxed her little sister, fearing that this girl would perform beyond her expectations and ruin her sixth sister's wedding.

After hearing the elder sister's gentle comfort, Xin Baoer finally stopped crying slowly. She looked at her elder sister with a pair of wet eyes, as if to confirm whether what Xin Fenger said was true.

"Really? Otherwise, big sister, please call a few people in to ask and see if it is as big sister said?"

"May I?"

Xin Feng'er said this just to coax Xin Bao'er as if she were her own daughter. She never expected that Xin Bao'er would really want to confirm it. She was somewhat surprised.

The embarrassment lasted only a moment. Xin Feng'er, who was used to big scenes, could not be controlled by a little girl. Seeing that the little girl was about to start crying again, she immediately smiled and said, "Wait until your sixth sister is sent out, and then I will find someone for you, okay?"

Xin Baoer knew that her elder sister was just coaxing her, but she really wanted to know what others were saying about her. This is probably a common problem among people with social anxiety. They care too much about what others think of them, have low self-esteem, and lack confidence in themselves, but at the same time they hope to be recognized by others.

In order to prevent Xin Baoer from getting bumped into, Xin Fenger accompanied her the whole time, protecting her behind her like a hen protecting her chicks. Strangers would never be able to touch a corner of the little girl's clothes.

The sound of joy came from far away. Servants and maids wearing red belts and red flowers on their heads moved hurriedly but steadily among the crowd. The guests looked at a newlywed couple in red wedding gowns bidding farewell to their parents in the main hall with smiles on their faces.

Xin Baoer looked at her sixth sister's little face hidden behind the round fan, half shy and half sad, and suddenly thought of a poem she had read in her previous life.

The flower candles in Luocheng are lighting up, and the relatives are painting new moths.

I should be used to hiding my fan in shame, as I am already filled with sorrow.

Crying wet red powder, watching the transverse waves slightly.

I laugh even more at the Wushan song, and the dusk rain passes through the sky.

The truth is really appropriate.

After the newlyweds bid farewell to their parents, Xin Chengyu, the third eldest brother from the second wife, personally carried his sister on his back and walked her out of the house step by step and onto the bridal sedan.

At this point, Xin Zhener, the daughter of the Xin family, had completely left her mother's home and took her husband's surname. The pampered little daughter became a little woman in someone else's family.

It was the first time that Xin Baoer attended her sister's wedding from beginning to end, and with her elder sister protecting her throughout, her fear of strangers was replaced by novelty. It was not until she saw the sedan chair getting farther and farther away that she withdrew her deer-like wet eyes.

Xin Feng'er even laughed at her, saying that the Xin family had married off several girls, but she seemed to have never seen any of them.

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Xin Baoer actually searched the original owner's memory and found that although the original owner was not socially anxious, he was timid, indifferent, and did not like to interact with others.

When my sisters got married, they were left in the yard at first because they were too young, for fear that something might happen with so many people. Later, when they grew older, they didn’t want to join the crowds. At most, they would show up out of sisterhood, and then they would hide back in their own yards to read.

Therefore, the original owner was very similar to her in many ways. That was why when she woke up from her coma and had her core replaced, she became even more timid, and no one noticed anything unusual. They all thought she was just scared.