After transmigrating, I became a mother of three?!

But Tang Min acted as if she hadn't heard, and continued to repeat those same few sentences.

Lu Yun had no other choice but to keep shaking Tang Min's body and gently patting her face.

Minmin, could this be a nightmare?

"Master, is that me as a child?"

Just as Lu Yun was anxiously about to call for help, she suddenly heard Tang Min's voice.

"Um"

Lu Yun held back her tears and nodded gently.

"Master, can you tell me about me when I was a child?"

Tang Min pulled Lu Yun to sit on the sofa next to her and gently stroked Lu Yun's arm.

Lu Yun stared at her with concern.

"I'm fine now, really. Someone was talking the whole time, and I just blurted those things out."

Tang Min comforted Lu Yun.

She was still reeling from the shock she had just experienced.

This was the first time she had ever heard Tang Min's voice so clearly as a child, and had ever seen her as a child so clearly in her mind.

That person, the original owner of this body, she's probably really coming back.

But why does she feel sad when she hears those voices, as if she has experienced the same things that person went through?

Tang Min shook her head, trying to shake her wild thoughts out of her mind.

Lu Yun was still worried. Tang Min's appearance just now was really frightening. She took Tang Min's hand and said, "Let Master take a look at your hand."

No problem, I can move around normally.

Lu Yun was finally relieved.

"Is Minmin remembering something from her childhood?"

"I don't know, so I want my master to tell me."

Tang Min's bewildered expression didn't seem like she was lying, so Lu Yun slowly began to speak.

"When you were little, you were exceptionally smart. Many people said that you could definitely become my successor."

As Lu Yun spoke, she smiled and looked at Tang Min.

"Later, with your parents' and your own consent, you began studying with me. Back then, when I wrote a character, you could basically replicate it perfectly. I was overjoyed; such a rare genius was actually right beside me."

As usual, Tang Min nestled into Lu Yun's arms and listened quietly as Lu Yun recounted "her" childhood stories.

"Later, I was too eager for quick success and wanted to quickly cultivate a five-year-old who could write excellent calligraphy, so I forced you to practice every day."

"I want to prove to others that I can not only write well myself, but also train apprentices who can write well."

"Then, as I was practicing, something happened?"

"Yes, back then, you trained for ten hours or more every day. Such a young child had to write so many characters every day. Master, I really felt sorry for you at that time."

As she spoke, Lu Yun burst into tears of regret.

"Master, it's all in the past."

"Later, one day, you wanted to rest, but you hadn't finished your tasks for the day, so I wouldn't let you rest. After a while, you suddenly said that you couldn't move your fingers. I thought you were lying, so I ignored you."

"Because you're about to participate in a calligraphy competition, I don't want you to miss it."

Tang Min hugged Lu Yun's waist and gently patted her back.

"A little while later, you cried and said it again, and that's when I got nervous. At that moment, your right hand, with all five fingers still in the position of holding a pen, wouldn't move at all. I tried many things, but nothing worked."

Sighing, Lu Yun buried her head in Tang Min's neck.

"Master was wrong, Master was too hasty, Master was wrong."

"But my hand is perfectly fine!"

"I searched through all my connections, including all the traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine doctors I could find, but none of them knew the cause of my illness. It wasn't until a psychologist told me that my fingers might have become like that because I was resisting something."

"I see," Tang Min nodded, continuing to listen to Lu Yun's story.

“From then on, I stayed with you every day, not letting you touch a calligraphy brush or see anything related to calligraphy, and I stopped forcing you to participate in competitions…”

"And then, slowly I got better, right?"

"Yes, but that incident also made me realize that I can't impose my personal desires on a little girl."

Tang Min was silent for a moment, then asked Lu Yun, "What level does Master want me to reach?"

She always felt that there was someone who wanted to ask this question but never said it, and now they were saying it through her.

"As long as Minmin is happy and content, that's all that matters. I don't ask for anything else."

Lu Yun held Tang Min's hand and shook her head repeatedly.

That incident frightened her for a long time. From that moment on, she lowered her expectations of Tang Min, only asking that her good apprentice stay healthy.

"Is Master satisfied with my current appearance?"

"How could I not be satisfied? Minmin not only succeeded herself, but also opened an art museum to help others. Your master is already very satisfied."

Lu Yun nodded repeatedly, quite certain of Tang Min's current condition.

"Master, I have a question. Why did you stop taking on apprentices when you were so young?"

"Back then, I was so arrogant that I offended a lot of people. My master warned me not to take myself too seriously and not to accept anyone who came to me as a disciple, because they might just be after my reputation."

"So that's how it is," Tang Min nodded in understanding. "So even my master had someone in charge back then."

"Actually, meeting you was a complete accident. I had to beg my master for a long time before she finally agreed."

"Master's master must be very powerful!"

"Yes, she's very capable."

Lu Yun looked up at the ceiling, a smile playing on her lips, as if she were recalling some pleasant memories.

"Have I met my master's master?"

Lu Yun shook her head. "She left Yongcheng a long time ago and went to live out her retirement elsewhere. Not long after I took you in, she passed away."

Tang Min put her arm around Lu Yun's shoulder and leaned against her.

"It's alright, Master, I'm here."

"Yes, Master and Minmin are also here."

"My master is so young, he can definitely stay with me for a long time."

"Master, I'm over sixty, not young anymore."

Tang Min stared in surprise at Lu Yun's face. Was this really a face that looked like she was over sixty?! When she first met Lu Yun, she thought she was only in her fifties.

That's why I asked her why she stopped taking on apprentices at such a young age; it turns out her master was older than she had imagined.

Thinking of this, Tang Min felt a pang of sadness and hugged Lu Yun tightly, refusing to let go.

"Minmin! So you remember? Has your memory returned?"

Lu Yun suddenly shook Tang Min and shouted excitedly.

Tang Min looked at Lu Yun with confusion. Were those her memories? Were they really hers?

"Master, I don't know. I only remember a little bit, that's all I know."

Tang Min could only shake her head repeatedly. In that instant, she didn't even know what was happening; she only knew that a voice kept echoing in her mind.

"Today, not today. Tomorrow, let the doctor come to our house tomorrow."

Lu Yun spoke incoherently, as if Tang Min had truly regained her memory.

Tang Min just sat there blankly in her lap.