Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

After hearing the servant's words, Jia Lian couldn't help but feel puzzled and was about to ask the prince.

When she turned around, she saw that the prince had changed from his usual pleasant expression. His face looked solemn and gloomy, which was intimidating, so she didn't know how to speak.

He swallowed the words back as if he was under a spell.

Prince Beijing originally wanted to go to the southern province with Jia Lian, but the servant's words were like a sharp sword, bringing back his sad past.

He suddenly felt completely hopeless and had no desire to live, as if the whole world had abandoned him.

As a prince of high status and great power, he was always surrounded by a group of attendants and guards in front of outsiders.

When he returned home, he was accompanied by his three wives and concubines, enjoying all the happiness in the world.

However, despite this, there is a woman hidden in a corner of this prince's heart - Ruxue.

Ruxue is just like her name, with skin whiter than snow and pure and elegant.

She is not only outstanding in appearance, but also kind, gentle, well-educated, and generous to everyone in the mansion.

Whenever the prince returned to his residence exhausted after a day's work,

As long as I see Ruxue's flower-like face and silver bell-like laughter, all my worries will disappear in an instant.

Thinking of this, the prince and Jia Lian said goodbye to each other.

He returned to the boat and sat down, drinking and thinking about his beloved wife Ruxue.

Who could have expected that just a few years ago near the end of the year, Ruxue died of childbirth complications.

Sadly, neither she nor her child could escape the disaster and both passed away.

Thinking of this, the prince picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank it depressedly.

He raised a glass of wine to the sky, poured it gently on the ground, and said with tears in his eyes: "Ruxue, are you okay? I miss you!"

I remember that day, the prince was discussing state affairs with his ministers in the court.

When he learned the bad news, he hurried back to the palace, but what awaited him was a deserted house, with no one there, and the dead and the living separated.

According to the midwife, the fetus was too large and Ruxue was already weak, which led to the failure of the fetus to be born smoothly.

Ruxue died due to excessive blood loss.

From then on, the prince resigned from his official position and stopped interfering in the affairs of the court, and just focused on being a rich and prosperous prince.

When the prince thought about these things, his mood became increasingly heavy and sad.

He sighed deeply. Ruxue's death was a thorn in his heart.

And today, when he saw Jia Lian escorting Daiyu's coffin, he felt a surge of grief in his heart.

He stood there, staring quietly at Jia Lian's boat gradually going away, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

The prince couldn't help but recall the scene when he delivered the snow-white coffin. He was also so sad and helpless at that time.

The prince silently watched Jia Lian and the coffin walk away, thinking to himself, "The most painful thing in life is separation. Although I have many wives and concubines, where is my true love?"

He understood that most of the women around him were pursuing power and status rather than truly liking him as a person.

If he wasn't a prince, who would be sincere to him?

Except for Ruxue, Ruxue said that no matter what the prince's identity is, she wants to be his wife for three lifetimes.

The prince picked up the pen and wrote softly:

“Even if we meet, we shall not recognize each other, with dust on our faces and hair like frost.

At night, you suddenly return to your hometown with a deep dream.

Xiaoxuan window is dressing up.

We looked at each other in silence, with tears streaming down our faces."

The prince was already in tears when he finished writing.

After writing it, he asked the servant to take it away and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Ruxue would be well in the other world.

Jia Lian watched the prince's boat go farther and farther away, and wanted to go with him.

After hearing what the servant said, he felt sorry for the prince and thought that he should let the prince relax and that the real thing was to escort Daiyu's coffin.

Just a few days after Daiyu's coffin left, Baoyu's health improved day by day.

Although he was still dazed, he was able to move around.

Baoyu was walking in the garden bored, when suddenly a field of green bamboo came into his sight.

Baoyu walked in hurriedly, thinking he had arrived at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but unexpectedly he found it was a quiet little garden.

Thinking of this, Baoyu hurried into the Grand View Garden, and as if he had thought of something, he hurried to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

When Baoyu saw the solemn white flowers and black elegiac couplets in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, he was stunned.

He hurried to find Daiyu and shouted, "Sister Lin, Sister Lin, I'm late. Where are you?"

Baoyu was about to cry, but apart from the white flowers and the elegiac couplets, there was no one in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Baoyu was dazed and stupid, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Just then, a little maid came to sweep the yard, and Baoyu stopped her and asked about Daiyu's situation.

The little girl shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

"Where have Sister Lin, Zijuan, Xueyan and the others gone? Where have all the maids and servants in Xiaoxiang Pavilion gone?" Baoyu asked in confusion.

"Master Bao, I'm just a cleaning girl. I don't know anything about what's going on here. You should go ask Grandma and the others!" After saying that, she hurried to work.

Baoyu paused and had to give up.

He understood that his sister-in-law and parents had big mouths and would never tell the truth.

Baoyu had no choice but to go to Daiyu's room by himself. He saw that the furnishings were still the same, but his old friend was gone.

On the table was the glass lamp that Daiyu gave Baoyu when it rained that year because she was worried that he would get wet.

Baoyu kept refusing, fearing that the servant might accidentally break the glass lamp.

"Baoyu, which is more valuable, the lamp or the fallen person?" Daiyu's words suddenly lingered in Baoyu's ears.

Baoyu hugged his head and called out, "Sister Lin, where are you?"

On the table were some local items that Baoyu had bought for Daiyu when he went out to play, as well as the couch that Daiyu had slept on.

Daiyu has been in poor health for many years, and this couch has accompanied her for countless nights.

"Baoyu, Baoyu, where are you?

You know how hard I've been waiting for you!"

Baoyu seemed to hear Daiyu's coquettish and reproachful voice, but he could not see Daiyu.

Suddenly Baoyu saw a small brocade box.

Baoyu opened it out of curiosity. He thought it was a poem Daiyu wrote to him during the heavy rain that year, but it turned out to be "The Phoenix with a Golden Hairpin" written by Daiyu on brocade.

Baoyu cried softly and murmured to himself, "Sister Lin, are you blaming me for marrying Miss Bao?

They told me that the person I married was you, Lin Daiyu!

But I only found out on the wedding day that the bride was Baochai."

Baoyu silently blamed himself in his heart, Sister Lin, don’t you know that I have a serious illness and we will never see each other again.

How do you know how much I miss you?

This is exactly the case where even though the oath is there, it is difficult to entrust a letter.

Baoyu silently picked up the brocade letter and put it in his purse.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you're feeling better today, why are you here? Second grandmother asked me to come find you.

"Who would have thought we'd end up here? There was a funeral right here, it's unlucky." Xiren kept muttering along the way when she saw Baoyu, who was lost in thought.

Baoyu said: "I just came to take a look and walk around."

"Hurry up, my dear Second Master, Second Mistress is waiting for you at home.

Ever since you got married, you haven't followed the proper rules and etiquette.

I feel better today. I have to go and pay my respects to the old lady and the old lady, and I also have to accompany the second lady back to pay my respects to the concubine and the wife." After saying this, Xiren took Baoyu and walked out.

Baoyu was dragged away by Xiren in a daze and returned to Yihong Courtyard.

Baochai has already washed and dressed, waiting for Baoyu to come back and pay his respects to everyone.

When he heard that Xiren had found Baoyu from Xiaoxiang Pavilion, he felt a little uneasy.

But today they had to pay their respects everywhere and also return home, so Baochai had to hold back.

Baochai gave Xiren a wink, and Xiren immediately changed Baoyu into formal clothes. Surrounded by maids, Baoyu and Baochai went to each room to pay their respects.

"The servants congratulate Master Bao and Madam Bao." The maids and servants in Yihong Courtyard looked at Baoyu and Baochai dressed neatly, and everyone greeted them happily.