Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

"She's changed. She's become like a stranger!"

The prince muttered to himself, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

He looked at Yanzhi's back as she walked away. Her resolute steps were just like the relationship between them, drifting further and further apart, unable to be reversed.

The wind blew violently, sweeping up a cloud of sand that hit the prince's face, but it did not bring him back to his senses from his shock.

His heart felt like it had sunk into an ice cellar, and he was completely blown to the bottom by this sudden indifference.

Daiyu came hurriedly, holding a goose feather coat in her hand.

Seeing the prince's distraught look, she felt a pang of anxiety in her heart. She quickly put the veil on the prince and said softly:

"Your Majesty, the wind is blowing, be careful not to catch a cold."

The prince seemed to have not heard Daiyu's words at all. His eyes were still fixed on the direction where Yanzhi disappeared, motionless.

Seeing this, Daiyu sighed helplessly and comforted him:

"My Lord, people change.

No one will wait for you here, Your Majesty, let's go back to the palace."

Daifujin and Prince, this problem is becoming more and more difficult to solve!

She suppressed her sadness, took the prince's hand, and said softly:

"Let's go, my lord."

The prince was like a walking corpse. He was silent all the way, as if his soul had been stolen.

Yanzhi had just returned to the room and quickly closed the doors and windows, as if this could isolate her from everything outside.

She leaned against the door, took a deep breath, and then said softly to herself:

"It's okay, it's okay..."

"Well, that's right. You're much better than our eldest lady. You know how to play hard to get!"

Hearing this, Yanzhi's heart was shocked. She turned around in surprise, only to see Butler Tong walking in quietly like a ghost!

Steward Tong stood there, looking up and down at Yanzhi's plain white mourning clothes, his eyes showing admiration, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"No wonder they say, if you want to be pretty, wear mourning clothes! You are such a lovely girl!"

Yanzhi naturally understood what the butler meant.

Her face flushed slightly, and she quickly stepped back with a smile, saying:

"Butler, I am only doing what you ordered, to bring honor to you!"

However, at the moment she spoke, she was too panicked and accidentally bumped into the table leg, losing her balance and falling forward!

At this critical moment, Butler Tong was quick-witted and quickly stretched out his arms and held Yanzhi steadily in his arms.

Yanzhi was horrified by this sudden change. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She looked at Butler Tong with horror and apologized to him repeatedly:

"Butler Tong, this is all Yanzhi's fault. I didn't mean to offend you. Please let me down!"

However, Butler Tong didn't seem to intend to let her go easily.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a playful smile:

"Haha, put you down? You silly girl, don't you understand what I'm thinking?"

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Butler Tong's lips. He gently placed Yanzhi on the bed, as if she were a piece of porcelain.

The pine green sheets on the large carved bed were embroidered with plain albizzia flowers, symbolizing auspicious flowers every year and peace every year!

At this moment, Yanzhi was like a lamb being slaughtered.

She closed her eyes, lay quietly on the bed, her body trembling slightly. At this moment, she was extremely scared!

Butler Tong tore off her mourning clothes without any hesitation, and the tearing sound was particularly harsh in the silent room.

As her clothes were undone, Yanzhi's jade-like figure was revealed.

Her smooth skin glows seductively in the dim light.

Butler Tong's eyes were fixed on Yanzhi's body, and his hands were moving on her skin like poisonous snakes, as if he wanted to devour her.

His breathing became rapid, and desire burned in his eyes, making him almost lose his mind.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly flashed through Yanzhi's mind - the prince.

That special man, his every frown and smile were deeply engraved in Yanzhi's heart.

She said it so decisively, just to arouse his regret! Men, if someone is too easy to get, they won't cherish him!

Her body can only belong to the prince! No one can defile it!

Thinking of this, she immediately revealed a pitiful look and looked at Butler Tong eagerly:

"Butler, today is the old lady's funeral! What we are doing is totally against the rules!

If other people saw this and the master heard about it, the consequences would be unimaginable!

It’s better to…”

Yanzhi said, then pointed at his chest and said coquettishly: "Why not, after these few days, I will be yours sooner or later!"

After hearing her words, Butler Tong was overjoyed!

He was like eating monkey honey, thinking in his heart:

"What this girl said makes sense. A forced melon is not sweet. What I want is for her to be willing!

If the master really knew about this, wouldn’t the fat meat in my mouth fly away?

Thinking of this, Butler Tong quickly climbed down from her and took out a pair of crystal clear jade bracelets from his arms.

He told her with a big smile on his face:

"You are now the eldest lady, so you naturally have no shortage of jewelry!

But, these bracelets represent my whole heart for you! Darling, wait for me!"

Before leaving, Butler Tong seemed to be still unsatisfied, and leaned over to Yanzhi's ear and whispered:

"Our eldest daughter has given birth to a child. If the prince finds out that you are still a virgin, then...

I have to break it for you!"

After saying that, Butler Tong turned around and left contentedly, leaving Yanzhi alone in the room with a helpless look on her face.

Yanzhi slowly let out a sigh, patted her chest, and sighed, "I have to find a way to consummate my marriage with the prince! Otherwise, my body will be taken away by Butler Tong!"

Thinking of this, Yanzhi looked at herself in the mirror again - bright white teeth, and charming aura!

How could I lose to that Lin Daiyu!

Even if the eldest lady comes back, as long as the prince and I consummate our marriage, if she is pregnant with a boy or a girl, it will be a royal child, who would dare to touch it!

Thinking of this, Yanzhi proudly drew her willow-leaf eyebrows again and again!

……

Daiyu held a bowl of steaming hot soup and walked cautiously to the prince, saying softly:

"Your Highness, please eat something. This is the ginseng pigeon soup I asked Zijuan to make. Could you please have a sip?"

A lot of effort went into making this soup!

In that mansion, Madam Tong passed away, and they went to pay their respects early in the morning. Neither of them ate much.

In order to let the prince have a taste of the delicious soup and to make him feel better, she and Zijuan stayed in the kitchen for a long time.

The soup was cold, so she hurried to heat it up again;

It was too hot, and she was worried that it would burn the prince, so she blew on it gently with her mouth. After doing this several times, the soup finally reached the right temperature.

However, the prince still sat in the study, immersed in his own world.

After a long while, he slowly raised his head and said with a hint of fatigue: "Yu'er, I have no appetite!"

Daiyu's heart tightened when she saw this. She knew she was in a bad mood, but she couldn't help but persuade him:

"Your Highness...you haven't eaten anything all day! At least drink a sip. Maybe you'll feel better."

The prince's mind kept flashing with the scenes of the tragic death of Siyu and her son, as well as the ruthlessness of the first wife. These things were like sharp blades, mercilessly piercing his heart.

His heart was already filled with pain and despair, so how could he have the mind to taste the soup?

Daiyu was still chattering.

The prince seemed to be ignited by an unknown anger. He suddenly stretched out his hand, snatched the pigeon soup from Daiyu's hand, and threw it to the ground without hesitation.

With a crisp "bang", the bowl broke, the soup spilled all over the floor, and the splashing soup stained Daiyu's skirt.

"What are you drinking?! Didn't I tell you I have no appetite?"

The prince's voice echoed in the study for a long time!

Daiyu was completely stunned by the prince's behavior. She stood there, as if she didn't know the prince, and tears rolled down her face like beads from a broken string.

How did he become like this? Why did he treat me like this?

Daiyu pointed at the broken pieces of dirt on the ground and asked the prince loudly:

"My Lord, are you being mean to me?"