Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

"Your Highness, were you happy last night? Who is better, Aunt Lin or me?" Fu Jin smiled coquettishly.

"You wild girl, how dare you tease me?" As he said this, the prince pressed the eldest wife down on the table and gave her a squeak.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop making trouble." The eldest lady laughed so hard that she was out of breath, and kept begging for mercy.

"Seriously, Your Highness, there is something that Bijun is not sure whether she should tell you." The eldest wife instantly looked worried.

"Tell me, what's wrong? What happened?" the prince asked in confusion.

"It's like this, Your Highness. Aunt Lin's veil didn't bleed. I have already instructed the maids not to tell anyone about it. How do you decide how to handle this?" The eldest wife said as she took out the veil.

"So that's what it is, what's the big deal.

"Miss Lin wasn't feeling well recently, she fell and was jolted around. I guess that's how she lost her leg. The injury on her leg took a long time to heal," the prince said guiltily.

But when he saw that the veil was clean and without any blood, the prince couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Does she have any relationship with Baoyu?

People once said that the only clean thing in the Jia family was the stone lion.

The eldest wife saw through the prince's lies and thought contemptuously, "Hmph, he keeps making up lies for a bitch. I want to see what kind of person he is. We'll see."

The two of them discussed the date of the banquet and then went their separate ways.

The day of the banquet soon arrived. The weather was particularly good that day, with a gentle breeze and beautiful sunshine.

The prince and his wife held a grand banquet, and many relatives and nobles from the capital came to attend.

They were seen wearing expensive clothes and walking into the palace with laughter and joy. For a moment the palace was bustling with activity.

The entire courtyard of the palace was filled with a festive atmosphere, with lights and decorations everywhere, creating a scene of joy and peace.

The maids were busy shuttling between the rooms, serving exquisite dishes and famous wines from all over the world.

People gathered in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing, and congratulating each other.

The prince and his wife greeted the guests with smiles on their faces and expressed their gratitude to them.

In the center of the banquet hall, a drama troupe was invited to perform.

The actors dressed in costumes came on stage and began to perform classic pieces.

After the prince led Daiyu to toast, Daiyu felt a little dizzy and her head was spinning.

"Yu'er, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? You've never been to such a big scene before. I guess you're not used to it," the prince asked with concern.

He called Xiaoling over again and said, "Help your daughter to rest in the room and give her something to sober her up." The prince then gave Xiaoling some careful instructions.

Humph, let her go quickly. She's just a concubine, yet she's toasting everyone according to the etiquette of a concubine. The prince's heartache is a bit too much, thought the eldest concubine. After watching Daiyu leave, she hurried over to greet the guests with the prince.

"Xiaoling, today is a big day in the palace, you don't have to greet me. I want to take a walk by myself." Daiyu let go of Xiaoling's hand and walked quietly towards the back garden.

"Girl, if you're fine, I'll go to the front to greet the guests." Xiaoling said and left.

Daiyu staggered and seemed drunk even though she hadn't drunk much.

Suddenly I saw the beautiful lotus flowers blooming in the lake in front of me, and I wanted to go over and take a look.

The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving only the withered lotus leaves to listen to the sound of rain.

Who is this person? Why does he also like Li Yishan's poems? Daiyu heard someone reciting poems in front of her and hurried forward.

"Sir, it's midsummer now, it's too sad to recite this poem." Daiyu saw a handsome young man standing there looking at the lotus flowers.

The boy turned around and was stunned for a moment.

All I heard was him yelling:

"Sister Lin, I am Baoyu,

Lin Daiyu, have you forgotten the days when we ate and lived together at our ancestors' house?

Have you forgotten that Third Sister started a poetry club and we wrote poems together? Fourth Sister painted, and you teased me by saying that if I didn't include the female leech from yesterday, wouldn't it be missing the allusion?"

Daiyu looked at the man in front of her and was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

Who is he?

But the person in front of him was already crying uncontrollably.

"I know I am Daiyu. I remember Zijuan, Xueyan, and my grandmother. Young master, I really don't remember you." Daiyu said helplessly and was about to leave.

"Sister Lin, Sister Lin, please don't go. They say you're dead, but I really don't believe I can see you again in this life.

When Baochai and I were in our bridal chamber, they coaxed me and said they would marry me.

I lifted the veil with great joy, and when I saw Baochai, I almost fainted.

After I woke up several days later, the old ancestor said, "You are gone. Brother Lian has escorted your coffin back to Suzhou."

The more Baoyu thought about it, the more wronged he felt and the sadder he became. Suddenly, he broke down and burst into tears.

"You, don't cry, do we really know each other?

"I have a vague memory. I don't know how I met the prince, nor do I know what happened in the past." Daiyu said helplessly.

"But I have become the prince's concubine. Even if you are my ideal lover, you have become Baochai's groom. I really can't recall this memory. It was the prince who took care of me for such a long time."

"You are my Sister Lin. Even if we have no engagement, you and I grew up together." Baoyu suddenly grabbed Daiyu and was about to take her away.

The prince was worried that Daiyu would feel unwell after drinking, so he went to find her when no one was paying attention.

Yu'er, are you okay? I let you drink a few glasses of wine for the first time. I didn't expect you to have such a low alcohol tolerance, he thought to himself and hurried to Cuizhuyuan to find her.

"Caimeng, Caimeng, has Aunt Lin come back yet? Didn't I ask Xiaoling to send her back to rest?" The prince shouted anxiously when he saw that Daiyu was not in the room.

"Your Majesty, Auntie hasn't come back yet. How about I go look for her?"

"Forget it, I'll go find her. You can make something that Auntie likes to eat at home. We're having a big banquet today, and I'm afraid she won't be used to eating so many people." The prince said and went to the back garden to look for Daiyu.

Maybe Yu'er wanted to arrange flowers, as she wanted some quiet time when there were so many people around. As the prince was thinking, he came to the back garden.

However, he was stunned by the scene before him.

The prince couldn't help rubbing his eyes. Yes, that person was Daiyu, and the person next to her was Baoyu.

Baoyu was crying loudly, while Daiyu stood there at a loss.

The prince wanted to leave, but Daiyu saw him.

"Prince, you are here. I didn't know this young man was crying so sadly." Daiyu called him.

Baoyu was still crying, completely unaware that the prince had arrived.

In front of Daiyu, the prince had no choice but to say, "Brother Bao, your sister Lin is now my concubine. You are married too, so let's let each other go. I will treat her well."

Baoyu suddenly raised his head, looked at the prince, looked at Daiyu, wiped his tears, and left without looking back.

"Your Highness, why is he crying?" Daiyu watched Baoyu leave, still confused. She couldn't remember anything about her past with him.

How far have Baoyu and I progressed? Why can’t I remember it? Daiyu tried hard to think about it, but still had no memory.