Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

"Ah, this Prince Beijing is really ungrateful!"

Inside the Tong Mansion, Master Tong leaned against the couch with an angry look on his face, and his hands, which were already trembling, were shaking even more violently.

Master Tong picked up the letter, squinted his eyes, and read it word by word:

"Father-in-law, please accept my rudeness. I have learned that the woman in my house is not the eldest wife!

This person has ulterior motives and has tried to frame everyone in the mansion several times!

Fortunately, the law of nature is so strict that nothing can escape it. Unfortunately, she died suddenly! Considering that Bijun had not returned yet, I did not report it to the clan office! ..."

After reading this, Master Tong's face became even uglier, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Finally, he suddenly closed his eyes and threw the letter to the ground.

Master Tong's chest was heaving violently, and he was gasping for breath, obviously very angry.

It had only been half a year since Mrs. Tong passed away, but his hair had already turned mostly white and he looked much older.

His two sons were not around, one was working on flood control in the Yellow River, and the other was fighting in the northwest with the general.

The old man is old and has no one to take care of him, so he will inevitably feel lonely and isolated.

Originally, Master Tong was hoping that the woman could win Prince Beijing's heart and bring the child over for a visit.

But who could have imagined that this woman was so unbearable!

However, Master Tong still felt choked up. He sighed, shook his head helplessly, and muttered to himself:

"Hey……

"Forget it, forget it, it's just that the girl is unlucky! How can she compare to my Jun'er!"

The housekeeper then realized that he had lost the piece of swan meat that he didn't get to eat, and that he had lost his life in vain, just like losing his own flesh and blood!

He hurriedly whispered in Master Tong's ear:

"Master, this prince is too arrogant! He is still a member of our family after all! He is gone just like that. We must let him know how powerful we are!"

Mr. Tong closed his eyes and gently covered his face with the letter, his heart filled with resentment.

Although that woman was not Bijun, even if she was not Bijun, she was sent by the Tong Mansion after all. How could the prince be so disrespectful to the Tong Mansion!

At this point, there is still not a single flaw to be found in the prince's actions.

He shook his head helplessly, muttering to himself, "That woman was a fake to begin with! The reason the prince dared to do this was because he knew we wouldn't dare to cause trouble in the palace!"

Before he finished speaking, Master Tong slowly took away the letter and stared out the door. Suddenly, his eyes became moist and tears welled up in his eyes:

"My poor Jun'er, it would be so great if you could come back!"

At this moment, a familiar shout reached Mr. Tong's ears.

“Ama…Ama…”

This voice was so real and familiar, as if Bijun was calling him softly in his ear.

Master Tong stood up suddenly, his body trembling slightly with excitement. He stared wide-eyed and looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.

However, there was only himself and the housekeeper in the room.

"Did I hear wrongly?"

Master Tong muttered to himself, an indescribable sense of loss surged in his heart.

The housekeeper stood aside, looking at Master Tong's appearance, feeling very sorry.

The housekeeper sighed, walked forward, and comforted softly:

"Master, please don't be too sad. You must take care of yourself. Don't you still have this old servant to accompany you?"

As he spoke, the butler brought a cup of steaming fragrant tea and placed it in front of Master Tong.

The faint fragrance of tea slowly drifted in the room. This scented tea was the favorite tea of ​​the eldest lady.

Suddenly, he saw the eldest lady standing at the door with a big belly.

She smiled sweetly, like a lotus flower covered with morning dew in summer, graceful and independent!

"housekeeper……"

Lotus stood at the door and called out affectionately.

Butler Tong finally woke up from his dream and quickly came up to Master Tong and said excitedly:

"Master, look, who's here?"

Mr. Tong has always been in good health, but his hearing is a little bit deaf. At this moment, he saw the butler's face with a look of surprise and joy, and hurriedly shouted:

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again!"

"Amma..."

Following the cry, Master Tong looked closely and saw a woman with tears on her face slowly walking towards him.

He looked closely and found that the woman was actually his Jun'er!

However, the Master Tong in front of him was no longer the powerful Duke, but an octogenarian!

Mr. Tong looked up in astonishment, and the letter he was holding tightly in his hand slipped down and fell to the ground.

He opened his eyes wide and his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to take a closer look at the person in front of him.

When he finally confirmed that the person coming was really Bijun, an indescribable excitement surged in his heart, and tears blurred his eyes again.

"Jun'er, is it really you? My Jun'er!"

Master Tong cried with joy, his voice trembling:

"You silly girl, where have you been all these years? Why didn't you even send me a letter?"

However, when Master Tong's eyes fell on Lianhua's bulging belly, his words seemed to be cut off abruptly, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Butler Tong was very alert. When he saw the young lady returning in such a state, he already understood something.

So, he quickly made an excuse to go to the kitchen to see how the food was prepared and took the opportunity to leave the room.

Although Mr. Tong is old, his mind is still clear. Looking at his daughter's current appearance, he has guessed a little.

He was just about to ask in detail - whose child was in Jun'er's belly, when Lianhua handed Master Tong a divorce letter:

"Divorce Letter:

Today, I respectfully sign a letter of divorce. (Tong Jiabijun of the Tong Mansion)

After a year of relationship, they gradually became incompatible.

I hope that after we separate, you and I can find a good relationship again and find another good person.

I'll stay with you for a while, but I'll be heartbroken with regret. Now we'll go our separate ways and never see each other again.

Let go of grudges and stop hating each other. Let’s part ways and be happy.

Written by Prince Beijing himself! "

Master Tong was already indignant about Yanzhi's death, and now he wrote a letter of divorce to Bijun. Are the women in his Tong family so worthless?

Master Tong snatched the divorce letter and was about to tear it up, but unexpectedly, Lianhua fell to her knees with a thud.

"My daughter begs Father not to tear it up. I asked him to write this divorce letter! I just want to be free and marry the father of my child!"

"Oh... so confused!"

Master Tong felt dizzy and was about to faint!

Lianhua was sharp-eyed and she and a few little girls supported him.

Lianhua hurriedly asked the maid to bring the ginseng soup and fed it to Master Tong herself. Only after he recovered did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Master Tong held Lianhua's hand, and when he thought about her being divorced, he insisted on changing his clothes and going to Prince Beijing's Mansion to see if the prince's heart was made of stone!

"Go, Yanhong, tell Old Zhang to prepare the car! I must..."

Master Tong held his chest and paused, then continued, "I must see if Prince Beijing's heart is made of black cotton!"

Lotus knelt on the ground, her voice like a man of steel:

"Ama, what do you want me to say for you to believe?

I don't want the position of Fu Jin anymore, nor do I want the position of Princess Rong! I'll give them both to that Lin Daiyu!

I just want to live a peaceful life!"

Seeing that things had come to this point, Master Tong felt that it was pointless to say more and could only say hoarsely:

"If that's the case, then... where he's from... is that so important to you?!"

He seemed to remember something, took Lianhua's hand, and continued to persuade her:

"Jin'er and Xuan'er, you don't want them anymore..."

Lotus paused, then said calmly, "That's the prince's palace. The children will naturally live in luxury if they follow him!"

Master Tong had no choice but to say, "Please accompany Ama for dinner..."

Lianhua nodded again: "Father, after dinner, I will go to find my child's father... Please take care of yourself..."

……

"Iron Hammer, be good, listen to your mother and eat something!

You haven't eaten or drunk anything for several days. How can your body bear it if this continues?

Look, mother made a pot of chicken soup specially for you, come and have a taste!"

The fat lady stood beside the bed, looking at Tiechui with a worried look on her face.

Tiechui had his back to her, his whole body buried in the bright red mandarin duck quilt, as if he was completely isolated from the outside world.

He just lay there quietly on the bed, like a wooden man, not moving at all.

The fat lady sighed softly, walked to the bed, carefully lifted a corner of the quilt, revealing Tiechui's dark face.

“Hammer…”

The fat lady called him softly.

After a long while, Tiechui slowly moved, covered his face with the quilt again, and muttered:

"Mom, I'm not hungry..."

Ever since Tiechui brought Lianhua back, he has been lying in bed without eating or drinking, and Fatty's heart is almost broken.

Her heart felt like it was cut by a knife and it hurt so much.

"This child..."

The fat lady shook her head helplessly:

"Why are you so stubborn? It hurts me to see you torturing yourself like this!

Be good and get up and eat something. The Lantern Festival is coming in a few days. It would be great if we could celebrate it happily!