Reborn as a tree, the peerless god is obsessed

Qin Wan'er never imagined that she would become Princess Wan'er overnight.

For more than ten years, she had never thought about this. She had always been a good daughter to her parents. Her father Qin Ming loved her, and her mother Wu loved her.

Her parents loved her like the apple of their eye, fearing that she would get hurt in the slightest.

She also loves her parents very much. She has been well-behaved and sensible since she was a child, and she doesn't want her parents to worry too much about her.

In front of her parents, she is like a free bird, living happily.

"Wan'er is a good girl. You are my smart baby." Every time her mother taught her calligraphy and saw that she wrote well, she would praise her like this.

Her mother also taught her music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She was very serious about whatever she learned, and her mother would praise her every time she made progress.

Thinking of the past, Princess Wan'er couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, Qin Ming, who had just been rescued, shook his head, and his thoughts couldn't help but fly to the past.

Mrs. Wu was filled with joy as she watched her daughter progress. She often thought that if Wan'er had been born into a wealthy family, she would have achieved great things. But even in this rural area, Wan'er still radiated a dazzling brilliance.

Wu was the daughter of a wealthy local family, and marrying Qin Ming was considered a good match. The Qin family was also wealthy, and although Qin Ming's parents died before he was twelve, he still managed to support the Qin family.

The young couple lives in harmony and their life is warm and happy.

Strangely enough, two years after their marriage, Wu still hadn't gotten pregnant. Gradually, gossip began to reach their ears.

Wu began to feel a little anxious. After all, in that era, having no offspring was considered an act of filial piety.

Although Qin Ming comforted her on the surface, Wu could feel the anxiety in his heart.

In order to have a child, the two began to seek medical treatment everywhere and even went to the temple to pray, but everything seemed to be in vain.

However, just when the two were about to give up, as if by God's mercy, something happened that made the couple overjoyed.

In the early morning, the sun wakes up with sleepy eyes, stretches lazily, and sprinkles lightly in the yard.

Mrs. Wu stood in front of the window, looking at the flowers and plants in the yard, but her heart was full of thoughts.

On this day, she was going to the temple to pray again.

"Qin Lang, I will go to the temple to pray again today. Maybe the gods will hear our prayers." Wu whispered to Qin Ming who was busy in the study.

Qin Ming looked up, a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes, but then he smiled gently: "Hui'er, you have worked hard. Go, the gods will bless us."

Seeing his wife anxious, Qin Ming let her do what she wanted, as long as she felt at ease.

Wu's name was Qinghui. In Qin Ming's opinion, she lived up to her name, with a fresh and refined temperament and a truly elegant and kind heart.

Mrs. Wu nodded slightly and went out with her maid.

A gentle breeze blew on the road, bringing a slight coolness. Although Wu was anxious, the sight of the beautiful scenery made her feel relieved. She and her maid walked along the way, chatting about family matters, and soon arrived at the temple.

The temple was thick with incense and bustling with pilgrims. Wu knelt devoutly before the Buddha statue, eyes closed, praying for the gods to grant her a child. She was filled with anticipation and trepidation, unsure whether her wish would be granted.

After obtaining the old monk's consent, she picked up the fortune stick holder and shook it. Soon, a bamboo stick came out. She quickly handed it to the old monk and asked him to interpret it.

The old monk took the bamboo stick and looked at it. It turned out to be an excellent one. There were two sentences written on it, each with seven characters: "Golden branches and jade leaves from a humble family, when noble fortune comes, do not blame the heavens."

He was moved and said to Wu with a smile, "May I ask, lady donor, what is the purpose of this fortune?"

Wu had been here many times and wondered if the old monk was asking even though he already knew the answer. Then he put his thoughts aside and replied respectfully, "For my offspring."

The old monk's smile faded, and he clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist mantra. He said thoughtfully, "Female donor, this is a very auspicious sign. The gods have heard your prayers and granted you their wish. Your wish will soon come true. Your child is a gifted talent sent from heaven, and he will surely achieve great things in the future."

Upon hearing this, Wu was overjoyed and quickly thanked the old monk, reverently bowing three times to express his gratitude. "Misfortunes are often accompanied by blessings, and blessings are often accompanied by misfortunes." The old monk sighed softly, imperceptibly, and Wu didn't notice.

Her heart was filled with joy and anticipation, as if she had already seen the future of her child.

On the way back from the temple, Wu felt particularly relaxed. She felt as if she were enveloped by a magical power that filled her with confidence.

The heavy steps when going out now became much lighter.

Soon they arrived at their home, and it was already dusk. In the past, Wu would have been exhausted by this time of day and just wanted to rest.

It is said that people feel refreshed when they are happy. She is indeed different today than in the past. She always feels like she has endless energy.

"Madam, look..." Just as she was about to approach the gate, the maid pointed at a dark mass beside the door.

Wu looked in the direction the maid pointed and saw a black package lying by the door, tied with a red ribbon, which made it particularly conspicuous.

Wu's heart tightened. She had never seen such a package before. Could it be that someone had put it here on purpose?

She walked over quickly, squatted down and carefully examined it. This look was terrible, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it would jump out of her chest.

Inside the package was a tiny baby, sleeping peacefully, breathing evenly and weakly. The baby's face was flushed, and its hands were clenched tightly, as if trying to grasp something even in its dreams.

Wu stood there in a daze, her heart filled with confusion and astonishment. Where did this baby come from? Why was it placed here? Who were her parents? These questions flooded her mind, leaving her feeling somewhat bewildered.

The maid also saw this scene, and she was also surprised and puzzled. The two looked at each other and saw the same doubt in each other's eyes.

As if they had discussed it beforehand, the two men walked out about ten feet from either side of the door, looked from far and near, but didn't see any suspicious people.

Back at the door, the maid was a little excited, "Madam, could it be that God heard our prayers and sent a child to you?"

Mrs. Wu's heart was still beating fast. She had never expected that the offspring she had been waiting for for so long would appear in this way.

She couldn't explain what was going on in her heart at the moment.

She hurriedly held the baby in her arms, feeling the baby's weak breathing, her heart filled with joy and gratitude.

She looked up at the sky, as if she saw God smiling at her. This was the child given to her by God, the most precious gift in her life.

Qin Ming heard the noise and rushed over from the study. He was also surprised to see the baby in Wu's arms. Then, a smile appeared on his face. Surprise and excitement, for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Mrs. Wu stood there, holding the baby in her arms, staring at Qin Ming and smiling foolishly.

"Madam, you're tired after a day, please go into the house first!" It was the maid who broke the silence first.

"Yes, ma'am, go back to the house first." Qin Ming finally reacted at this time.

After they returned to their room, Wu placed the baby on the bed, happily removed the wrapping, and opened the swaddling clothes. Seeing it was a girl, her eyes curved with joy. After wrapping the child up again and picking her up again, she discovered a piece of jade that had fallen on the bed. On it was the Chinese character "Wan," or "Wan," which means "Wan" in Chinese.