Rebirth is not a dream.

Qin Yi sent Su Mingyuan to Huilan Pavilion and went to the study. Su Yue poured a cup of tea for Su Mingyuan and said, "Uncle, please have some tea."

Su Mingyuan picked up the cup and took a sip and said, "Yue'er, are you doing well in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Su Yue looked at Su Mingyuan in front of her. He was tall and graceful, and his blue shirt made him look even more upright. His face was well-defined, his eyebrows were sharp, and his eyes were full of determination and wisdom. His long black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and a few strands of hair fluttered in the wind, making him look even more suave.

At the age of 24, he is already mature and steady beyond his age, and his words and deeds reveal confidence and calmness. His smile is as warm as the spring breeze, making people feel warm and friendly, and his expression when he is in deep thought is as deep as the distant mountains, as if it contains endless wisdom. He has both the vigor of a young man and the calmness and restraint of years. Such a man can become the focus of people's attention whether in the bustling capital or the quiet mountains.

Su Yue's voice was very soft, but it seemed to explode in Su Mingyuan's ears, "How is Yue'er doing in An Ning Marquis's mansion? Doesn't your cousin know anything about it?"

Su Mingyuan also stared at Su Yue, and he suddenly realized that the girl in front of him was no longer the innocent little girl he had seen since childhood. Her eyes were full of doubt and vigilance, and she had obviously lost her trust in him.

Su Mingyuan said quickly: "Yue'er, if you are not happy in the Marquis' Mansion, then let's go back to Su Garden."

Su Yue shook her head gently and asked, "How long can I stay in Su Garden?"

Su Mingyuan answered without hesitation: "As long as Yue'er is willing, you can stay as long as you want."

Su Yue then asked: "If the Marquis' Mansion sends someone to pick me up, should I return to the Marquis' Mansion?"

Su Mingyuan hesitated for a moment and did not answer immediately.

Seeing this, Su Yue's tone became more determined: "Uncle, can you let me go home with my divorce?"

Su Mingyuan looked embarrassed and sighed, "This matter...it was the emperor who personally granted the marriage..."

Su Yue's eyes gradually dimmed, and she murmured to herself: "So, I can only die in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Su Mingyuan quickly comforted her, "How could Yue'er have such an idea! If the Marquis's Mansion dares to bully you, we can go to the Emperor to seek justice!"

Su Yue stared at Su Mingyuan quietly, thinking that no one cared about little Su Yue. Little Su Yue should be a tool in the Su family. As long as she occupied the position of the third young lady of the Marquis's mansion, she would not care about life or death. Su Yue muttered, "Is the emperor so easy to see?"

Su Mingyuan: "What did Yue'er say?"

Looking at Su Mingyuan in front of her, Su Yue's thoughts gradually drifted away. She suddenly remembered the mysterious man in black she met in Longwan Town. That unique smell seemed to still linger on her nose, and at this moment, she actually noticed that this smell was somewhat similar to the smell on Su Mingyuan. Is there any connection between them? Su Yue thoughtfully filled a cup of tea for Su Mingyuan and asked softly, "Uncle, have you been to Kyoto a long time ago?"

Su Mingyuan was slightly startled, with a hint of subtle surprise flashing across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and replied with a smile: "Why do you ask Yue'er?"

Su Yue took a sip of tea, looked at Su Mingyuan firmly, and said slowly: "I just felt that I seemed to have seen you when I was in Longwan Town."

Su Mingyuan's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly covered it up and said in a gentle tone, "Yue'er, maybe you saw it wrong."

Su Yue put down the teacup in her hand, a trace of sadness in her eyes, "What's my mother's last name?"

Su Mingyuan frowned and asked in confusion: "Doesn't Yue'er know her mother's surname?"

Su Yue's eyes were filled with tears, and she said in a low voice: "Cousin, don't you know that Yue'er has died once? Maybe it was because I was injured too badly, or maybe the King of Hell deliberately shattered my memory. Now my memory is fragmented, and even my memory of my cousin is scattered and can't be pieced together."

Su Mingyuan was speechless when he heard his daughter's words. He said with great heartache: "Yue'er, you have suffered..." His voice was full of guilt and self-blame.

However, Su Yue responded indifferently: "There is no need to say these irrelevant words anymore. They are meaningless." Her eyes were firm and resolute, as if she had lost trust in the Su family.

Su Mingyuan tried to explain, but was interrupted by Su Yue: "Someone told me that my father married into our family. In other words, the Su family's business should have belonged to my mother. And, as far as I know, my mother's business focus has always been in the south, and she has never set foot in the northern market. But in recent years, the Su family has suddenly expanded its business to the north, which seems to run counter to my mother's business philosophy. Uncle Yuan, do you know the reason?"

Facing Su Yue's questioning, Su Mingyuan seemed a little helpless: "Yue'er, things in the business world are complicated, and many times they are not as simple as they seem. There are many factors and considerations involved. You are still young, so it is naturally difficult for you to understand..." He tried to use such reasons to prevaricate.

Su Yue said firmly, "Yes, I don't really understand business matters. However, although I have lost my memory, not all my memories are gone. I still remember some things clearly, such as before I was six years old, there were always people chasing my mother, or even us. At that time, we were often forced to move and lived a life of displacement. It was not until we moved to Jiangdu that the situation improved a little. However, I believe my mother definitely did not want to marry me to Kyoto, right?"

Su Mingyuan lowered his head silently and did not respond to Su Yue's question. Su Yue continued to ask: "So, the most important reason why my father insisted on marrying me into the An Ning Marquis's Mansion was that he wanted to enter the capital. Then, he could use the name of the An Ning Marquis's in-laws to open up business channels in the north and further advance into Bingzhou, right?" She stared at Su Mingyuan, as if trying to find the answer from his silence.

Su Mingyuan: "You are not Yue'er. Yue'er never asks these questions?"

Su Yue: "I was so confused that I really didn't know how I died. I just cherish my life more than before."

Su Mingyuan took a deep breath, stood up, and turned his back to Su Yue.

"Yue'er, knowing too much about some things is not good for you. You just need to know that I will never hurt you."

Su Yue sneered, "Of course I know my cousin won't hurt me, after all, I still have value. But I don't want to be used as a pawn at the mercy of others. I want to know the truth!"

Su Mingyuan turned around and looked at Su Yue, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes.

Su Yue thought Su Mingyuan would say something to her, but unexpectedly, Aunt Tao came to Huilan Pavilion and reported: "Uncle Yuan, Third Young Madam, the Marquis is hosting a banquet at Qingling Pavilion, and he wants you to go there."

Su Mingyuan looked at Su Yue and said softly, "Since the Marquis has invited us, let's go first."

Su Yue nodded, but secretly thought in her heart that it would take a long time to find out the truth. The two went to Qingling Pavilion together. Along the way, Su Yue noticed that the scenery in the mansion was becoming more and more exquisite and luxurious. She couldn't help but sigh that even if she was in a high position, she might not be able to truly control her own destiny.