Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Everyone carefully carried the old man onto the carriage. He closed his eyes and lay there quietly.

His wrinkled face seemed to silently tell of the suffering he had experienced.

It was already late at night, and everyone in the scattered villages was asleep.

Not to mention that they were in this remote cemetery and the servants couldn't find a doctor.

In desperation, the prince had to take the old man's wrist himself and carefully feel his pulse.

Fortunately, the pulse was stable, and the heartbeat and breathing were normal. The prince thought that the old man might have just been too excited and fell into a coma.

The prince gently pressed the old man's Ren Zhong acupoint, and after a while, the old man slowly woke up.

When Daiyu and the prince saw that the old man finally woke up, they finally felt relieved.

The prince dismissed the servants, leaving only Daiyu and himself to accompany the old man.

The old man opened his eyes and slowly scanned the unfamiliar surroundings.

Only then did the old man realize that the two people in front of him looked so perfect.

I was secretly surprised and thought: "Golden boy and jade girl, so well matched, could they be people who walked out of a painting?"

Daiyu quickly poured a glass of water from the kettle for the old man and gently handed it to him.

With the help of the prince, the old man slowly sat up from the car.

He was no longer as angry as before, but instead showed a kind smile.

He took the water poured by Daiyu and drank it happily.

Daiyu had a thousand words in her heart, but she didn't know how to start.

The prince could only smile and say, "Old man, are you okay? We were scared just now. But why are you alone in the cemetery in the middle of the night in this desolate place?"

The old man took a deep breath and said slowly, "I was originally a servant of Master Yan Kelin, and he was very kind to me.

Now that the master and his wife are gone, and even the only eldest daughter has passed away, the Lin family’s direct line has been wiped out…”

The old man suddenly stopped helplessly and said to himself: "Why am I telling you strangers all this? Alas, poor Master Lin has been so kind to everyone in his life, but he has no future!"

Daiyu listened quietly to the old man talking about her father's life. When she heard the old man say that her father was kind to everyone but had no descendants, she couldn't help but shed tears.

The prince saw that Daiyu's mood had just calmed down and began to feel sad again, so he could only wipe her tears gently.

The old man was very surprised when he saw Daiyu. He didn't understand why this girl was so pretentious and started crying when she heard about Mr. Lin.

The old man paused, then suddenly seemed to think of something and asked anxiously, "Who are you? They were all holding shovels just now, and it was clearly you who moved the soil on my eldest daughter's grave!"

The old man turned around and stared at Daiyu and the prince as if they were prisoners, fearing that they would escape.

The prince had no choice but to say, "We are just passing by. We admire his character and want to kowtow and burn incense to Master Lin."

The old man didn't say anything. He slowly got off the carriage, but turned back and stared at the direction of the cemetery.

Daiyu didn't want to leave either. Tonight she just wanted to stay with her parents. After so many years, she had the ability to honor her parents and her health was getting better and better, but her parents were no longer in this world.

Daiyu bowed deeply towards the plaque above the mausoleum. She wanted to go in and take a look, but was stopped by the prince.

Suddenly, it started to rain heavily. No one had time to dodge and had to hurried back to the carriage.

The prince pulled Daiyu and ran towards the carriage.

In a hurry, the old man wanted to go back to his home. The prince was afraid that something might happen to the old man on the way, so he quickly asked his servants to help the old man into the car.

The old man got on the carriage, still wanting to go home.

The prince meant that it was late at night and the rain was heavy, and the old man had just fainted. He wanted to find a doctor to see the old man tomorrow and then send him back.

The old man had no choice but to sit in the carriage with peace of mind, looking at the prince and Daiyu in front of him, as if he were looking at his own son and daughter-in-law.

He slowly calmed down, listened to the sound of rain outside the car, and gradually fell asleep.

Daiyu leaned in the prince's arms and looked at the frail old man who had accompanied her father for half his life.

My father had a rough life and enjoyed glory for half of his life. In addition, his ancestors were hereditary marquises, a true family of scholars.

At the end of his life, only this person was left to guard his house and sweep his grave.

None of my father's family friends, close friends, or even the more distant branches of the Lin family came to pay their respects to him.

Daiyu didn't know whether this was lucky or unfortunate.

Although she did not find any clues about Zijuan and Xueyan, she met a man who was loyal to her father, and she felt that this old man was her real family.

The carriage moved slowly in the deep night, and the sound of rain became smaller and smaller. Daiyu felt that her eyelids were slowly becoming uncontrollable, and she fell asleep without knowing when.

When she woke up, it was already noon.

She had a dream all night. In the dream, she was holding her mother's hand and walking freely on the corridor.

The mother in the dream still looked young, that noble lady from a wealthy family.

When Xiaowan heard that Daiyu had woken up, she hurried in to help her wash and change clothes.

Daiyu saw Xiaowan and asked softly, "Xiaowan, where is the prince, and where is the old man we brought back yesterday?"

Xiao Wan smiled and pointed to the next room and said, "Miss, the prince told you to go to that room to find him after breakfast."

After washing up, Daiyu drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, rinsed her mouth with tea, and then came to the prince.

There were all kinds of people in the hotel, and in order to avoid being seen, the prince booked rooms next to each other.

Daiyu gently pushed open the door and saw the prince and the old man sitting beside the table.

The old man felt indescribably kind when he saw Daiyu coming.

Daiyu smiled faintly and sat down in front of them, whispering, "Old man, are you feeling better today?"

The old man smiled and said, "All is well, all is well. It is a pity that this gentleman has asked a doctor to see me. Miss, may I ask your name?"

Daiyu looked at the prince, who smiled and nodded, indicating that old lady Daiyu was trustworthy.

But Daiyu still had some concerns, she lowered her head and said nothing.

The old man looked at her expectantly, but Daiyu remained indifferent.

She knew that this old man belonged to her father, and that the person she trusted most in the world, besides Zijuan and Xueyan, was this old man.

However, when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them.

It seems like happiness came too suddenly, and it seems like after going through so much, I suddenly met someone who really cared about me, but I didn’t know how to express it.

Daiyu choked with sobs and stared blankly at the old man, trying hard to find the shadow of her father in this old man who had suffered for half his life.

She was different from the old people and the common people. Daiyu was the apple of the eye of both the Lin and Jia families since she was born.

But the current situation is that the Jia family is gradually declining, Grandmother Jia is too old to take charge, and the Lin family has no descendants due to the lack of branches, leaving me alone.

Seeing Daiyu's embarrassment, the old man had to stand up and say that he wanted to go back, fearing that his son would worry about him.

Daiyu suddenly walked to the door, blocked it, and spread out her hands, indicating to the old man that she didn't want him to leave.

Even so, she couldn't utter a word.