Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

"Mom... do you know how much Xuan'er misses you?"

Hongxuan's sobs echoed in the air.

Hongxuan couldn't believe her eyes - her mother was back!

He suspected it was just an illusion.

However, when Yanzhi really stood in front of him, he woke up from his dream. The Bodhisattva appeared and his mother really came back!

"Mom, why don't you want us anymore..."

Hongxuan's tears flowed freely, like a wounded deer. She threw herself into Yanzhi's arms without hesitation and hugged her tightly, fearing that she would disappear again.

Yanzhi was startled, but she quickly recovered and gently stroked Hongxuan's little head, comforting him:

"Xuan'er, don't cry, mother is here."

Hongxuan buried his little head deeply in Yanzhi's arms. He cried so sadly, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances and longings he had felt in these days.

Seeing this, Cai Lian hurried over. Her hand trembled as she held Yanzhi's hand, and she was so excited that she couldn't speak.

It took her a long time to come to her senses and she gently took Hongxuan away.

Daiyu stood aside and watched all this coldly.

For some reason, she always felt that the woman in front of her was a little strange. Although she looked very much like the eldest wife, a closer look revealed that her waist was slender and she looked like an unmarried girl.

Daiyu couldn't help but feel confused, and thought about how fiercely she had quarreled with the prince just now. Now she was no longer in the mood to care about these things.

She just felt a little headache and wanted to go back to her room to rest.

Just as Daiyu turned around, she suddenly heard Yanzhi's voice behind her:

"Wait a moment!"

Daiyu stopped and turned around slowly. Yanzhi cleared her throat and said in a light tone:

"Yufujin, don't overthink it. I came here just to get that divorce letter!"

Daiyu didn't even turn her head, but shouted to them with her back to them: "None of this has anything to do with me!"

After saying that, he hurried away with Hongrui.

The room was silent, with only the prince and Yanzhi standing opposite each other.

The air around them seemed to freeze, filled with suffocating awkwardness.

Yanzhi stood there quietly, her hand unconsciously stroking the hair on her temples.

Her voice was cold, without any warmth:

"Your Highness, it's getting late, you should bring the divorce letter as soon as possible!

Or, if you think this is too much trouble, you can just bookmark the divorce!"

After Yanzhi finished speaking, she handed over the divorce papers.

When the prince heard this, his body shook violently. He did not expect Yanzhi to be so decisive.

He stared at Yanzhi. At this moment, the two of them seemed like the most familiar strangers!

The prince slowly walked to Yanzhi and wanted to reach out to hold her hand, but hesitated at the moment of touching.

Yanzhi was as cold as the winter frost.

Yanzhi frowned slightly, her tone still cold:

"Your Highness, since I've given you two children, let's part ways amicably! Please give me the divorce papers!"

The prince's throat felt a little tight, and he swallowed a mouthful of tea with difficulty, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Bijun, listen to me. We were both wrong in the past! But, after all, we are still husband and wife!"

Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted over. It was the scent of roses that the eldest lady loved most.

The fragrance is fresh and pleasant, as if making people feel as if they are surrounded by a sea of ​​roses.

The sachet she wore was always filled with dried rose buds and mixed with a little perfume, making the fragrance more lasting and charming.

When the prince smelled this familiar fragrance, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably intoxicated.

His eyes involuntarily fell on the eldest wife. She was wearing a gorgeous plain dress, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, like a blooming white rose.

Yanzhi, who was standing by, saw that the prince was somewhat distracted and hurriedly urged him:

"Your Majesty, please go quickly. If I go back late, my father will definitely scold me!"

The prince finally came to his senses. He sighed helplessly, then gritted his teeth and went to get paper and pen.

The prince made up his mind and picked up the brush to write the divorce letter.

For some reason, perhaps because the fragrance of the roses was too strong, the prince felt dizzy.

He tried hard to steady himself and concentrate on writing, but the brush seemed to have its own consciousness and would not obey him.

Either the brush fell to the ground or the rice paper was scratched. The prince tried several times, but each time ended in failure.

Finally, he had to put down his brush and said helplessly:

"Bijun, it seems that the matter between us is not that simple.

Let’s go and ask what Ama means!”

After hearing what the prince said, the eldest wife's face changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and said lightly:

"In that case, I'll go back first."

After saying that, she put on the silver fox coat, turned around and left, leaving the prince alone there, deep in thought.

She walked slowly to the door, her eyes casually scanning the ground, and suddenly, her foot stepped on something soft.

She looked closely and found that it was a piece of orange peel!

However, before she knew it, her foot was already on it.

"what……"

With a scream, Yanzhi's body suddenly leaned forward.

Her heartbeat instantly accelerated, and just when she thought she was about to fall, a powerful force came from behind and hugged her tightly.

Yanzhi was still in shock. She slowly turned her head and saw the prince's concerned face.

The prince's arms were tightly wrapped around her body, making her feel an unprecedented sense of security.

The eldest wife exuded a faint rose fragrance, which was like a clear spring, refreshing to the heart.

He subconsciously wanted to smell the fragrance more, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a voice.

"My Lord, Yu'er misses you!"

The prince suddenly raised his head and saw Daiyu standing in front of him with a charming smile on her face.

He blinked hard, trying to clear his vision.

The strange thing is that the eldest lady disappeared without a trace in an instant, while Daiyu stood there gracefully like a hibiscus flower that had just been bathed in rain.

Daiyu smiled coquettishly at the prince, just like when they first met.

The prince couldn't help feeling annoyed when he remembered that he had just had a quarrel with Yu'er.

At this moment, Yu'er took the initiative to come over and show goodwill, which instantly made the prince's unhappiness disappear.

Without thinking, he picked up Yanzhi and threw her onto the bed like an object.

Seeing that the prince had taken the bait, Yanzhi was secretly delighted.

She lay tenderly on the bed, twisting her body gently, and said in a charming voice:

"Your Majesty, please smell me, do I smell good?"

The prince only felt a rich fragrance like a spring breeze blowing on his face, which was intoxicating.

He took a closer look and saw that Yu'er looked like a fairy from heaven, extremely beautiful!

Before he could even open his mouth to speak, he pounced on Yanzhi's clothes like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

In an instant, Yanzhi's charming body appeared before his eyes like white jade, without reservation.

She bit her lips slightly, as if she was angry and resentful. Her shy look made people feel pity for her.

She covered her breasts with her hands, like a frightened deer, and looked at the prince with a dazed look in her eyes, saying in a tender voice:

"My Lord, please don't be mean to me again!"

The prince was already overwhelmed by desire at this time. He felt as if the blood in his body was ignited and boiling.

He felt like a dragon emerging from the sea, unstoppable.

He could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart and suddenly kissed Yanzhi's delicate and tempting lips.

This kiss was passionate and unrestrained, like a blooming rose, exuding endless passion and charm.

Under the prince's passionate kiss, Yanzhi closed her eyes in ecstasy, enjoying the prince's caress and the intoxicating pleasure to her heart's content.

At this moment, she finally became the prince's woman, and she was secretly happy in her heart: "Butler Tong, you can no longer threaten me!"

However, just as the prince was about to march forward, Yanzhi suddenly seemed to remember something, and she suddenly covered the prince's mouth and sighed softly:

"Your Majesty, I have a small request. I wonder if you would be willing to grant it? Tie me to the chair!"

"Tied to a chair?"

The prince was shocked, but he had no choice but to follow her.

I saw the red gauze curtain swaying gently, vaguely revealing the scene inside - Yanzhi was tied naked to a chair.

At this moment, Rouge's jade-like body is like a fine work of art.

Her snow-white skin glowed charmingly in the candlelight, and standing before her was none other than the prince.

The prince stood in front of her, and the warmth on her tongue made him feel extremely excited.

After a long while, there was a sudden scream from Yanzhi, so loud that it seemed to break through the roof.

On the plain mat, a bright and juicy blood lotus was quietly blooming, and it looked particularly eye-catching against the white mat.

At the same time, an intense pain came over Yanzhi like a tide.

Her face turned pale in an instant, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her originally beautiful face was now distorted by pain.

She cried out, "It hurts, it hurts so much..."

The prince was awakened by this scene. He stood up suddenly. What happened? Yu'er disappeared? The person next to him was the eldest wife!

His eyes fell directly on the bloodstain.

He thought the eldest wife had her period, and asked hurriedly:

"Bijun, what's going on between us? This blood..."

Yanzhi endured the severe pain, smiled shyly, then covered her face with her hands and said softly:

"My Lord, this is my virgin blood.

After I disappeared, I was fortunately rescued by a practicing nun.

Not only did she give me a pill, she also taught me a tight-fitting technique.

This blood is the result of my practice of body-tightening techniques, and it is also my first blood."

The prince asked in surprise, as if he was listening to a divine book: "First blood?

Where's Yu'er? I remember I was holding her."