Reborn as a concubine's daughter and entering a noble family: Xie Lang, don't be too seduc

"What do you mean by 'accepting some things'?" Xie Shu didn't quite understand what she meant.

I couldn't help but look into the courtyard, and it seemed that there were some things that didn't quite fit in.

He asked, "These are... ..."

Huo Sanghua generously introduced, "That's a vase from Consort Cao's palace, it's just chipped. That's an old garment from Consort Cai's palace... When they wear out their things, someone will replace them with new ones, and the old ones will be given to the palace servants. They don't need these things, so they come to me for help to sell them. I collect their things and then find someone to sell them outside the palace, making a little money in the process."

She plans to leave this place once she has earned enough money.

Unfortunately, things are still a bit different from what she envisioned.

Once I've saved enough money...

"I see, you really have a way with things." Xie Shu sighed, having never seen a woman as... "money-loving" as her. "But you live in the palace, and Consort Qi and the Fourth Prince take care of your food, clothing, and daily necessities. You shouldn't need to use money. Aren't you afraid that the people in the palace will say you're greedy?"

If she really needs money, the Fourth Prince probably wouldn't ignore her.

"So what if she's greedy? Who would turn down money?" Besides, she's planning to "run away."

How can she manage without money? The journey is long and arduous, and as a frail woman, she would suffer even more if she didn't have any money along the way.

If someone else had heard these words, he might have felt disgusted, but hearing them from Hawthorne only made him want to laugh for no reason...

I had to hold back for a long time before I could suppress the urge to laugh out loud.

Yet, a hint of tenderness inadvertently appeared on her usually reserved and composed face.

Hawthorne was slightly taken aback. In her past life, she and Xie Shu were "fortunate" enough to marry, yet they had no interaction. The only time they met was when Xie Shu died, and she had never seen him smile...

So this is what he looks like when he smiles.

"If you need money..." Xie Shu's words caught in her throat halfway through.

Perhaps he had been too relaxed and hadn't noticed that he actually wanted to give Huo Sanghua money to help her?!

Hawthorne listened intently.

I'm curious what this person means. If they need money... ...How about it if they need money?

"It's nothing." Xie Shu lowered her gaze, almost losing her temper in front of Huo Sanghua.

In a few days, Huo Sanghua will marry his second younger brother, Xie Lin, and will then become his sister-in-law.

In any case, he couldn't allow himself to be too casual or intimate in front of Hawthorne. "There's something I'm curious about..."

Hawthorne nodded, letting him ask.

So Xie Shu asked, "Have we met somewhere before?"

I had this feeling for no reason when I first met Hawthorne.

I feel like I've seen her somewhere before, but I just can't remember where.

Upon hearing his words, Huo Sanghua suddenly recalled the things she had overheard on her wedding night in her past life. She rushed out in a panic, only to witness Xie Shu being murdered...

Looking at the gentle and refined person in front of him, he saw a pitiful sight: the man lying on the ground covered in blood.

He swayed and almost lost his balance.

“Miss Huo—” Xie Shu subconsciously reached out to help her.

Hawthorne still remembered how he looked then, and felt deeply terrified. He suddenly stepped back and dodged his hand.

Seeing her outstretched hand hanging in mid-air, Xie Shu hesitated.

“Yes, I’m sorry. I was just lost in thought… We probably haven’t had a chance to meet. I rarely leave the palace, unless you saw me inside…” Hawthorne hurriedly covered up.

"If that's the case, perhaps I've mistaken you for someone else." Xie Shu still felt that the doubt in her heart hadn't been resolved. "I won't bother you anymore..."

He was about to leave.

After all, it wouldn't be good for either of them if people saw him meeting and talking to Hawthorne in private.

"Wait a minute." Hawthorne called out to Xie Shu, "Um... have you offended anyone?"

The unexpected question left Xie Shu completely bewildered.

He thought for a moment, but still couldn't understand what Huo Sanghua meant. "I don't believe I've offended anyone. Why does Miss Huo ask that?"

I haven't offended anyone...

So who exactly wanted to kill him?

These past two days, Hawthorne has been trying very hard to recall more about her past life, hoping to find more impressions of the murderer from her last memories.

But no matter how hard she tried, she was too nervous and rushed that day, and didn't pay much attention to many details.

I thought I could find the answer in Xie Shu...

"It's nothing." She felt even more embarrassed, looking at Xie Shu, she couldn't very well tell him the truth.

Could it be that I should say—

In her past life, she married Xie Shu, and on their wedding night, they both died tragically...

Xie Shu couldn't possibly believe that, could she?

"Young Master Xie, you must be extra careful lately!" After all, they had been husband and wife for a time, even if it was short-lived, and she didn't want Xie Shu to suffer the same fate in this life.

"Why?" Xie Shu asked, as expected.

"No, I... I can't explain the reason to you right now. Just believe me, you'll understand later." She believed that as long as Xie Shu escaped this ordeal, she would definitely understand later.

Although I found much of what Hawthorne said to be inexplicable.

Seeing the earnestness in her eyes, Xie Shu nodded. "Okay, I understand, thank you for reminding me."

Xie Shu finally believed him. Watching Xie Shu's departing figure, Hawthorne let out a long sigh of relief.

She whispered, "In this life, you must live well too."

Night had just fallen on the branches.

The palace then sent over the newly sewn wedding dress for her, and Yunqiao, along with the other maids from Consort Qi's palace, helped her try it on.

Her wedding date is undecided, but it certainly won't be delayed for too long.

Send it early so there's time to revise it after testing.

Yunqiao was secretly very pleased with herself.

They didn't want her to stay by the Fourth Prince's side any longer, and they couldn't bear to see her marry the heir of the Marquis of Anding's mansion and live such a good life as the mistress of the Marquis of Anding's mansion!

Now that Huo Sanghua is about to marry that good-for-nothing illegitimate son of the Marquis of Anding, how could she not be happy?!

She felt that this was Hawthorne's destiny.

An orphan born out of wedlock with no parents, she only deserves to marry that guy Xie Lin.

Hawthorne was completely absorbed in thinking about his encounter with Xie Shu during the day.

She felt that Xie Shu didn't seem to realize who he had offended, and who exactly wanted to kill him?

The woman in the mirror looked charming in her red makeup, and even the maid beside her couldn't help but praise her, saying that she was born with a beautiful face, just like Consort Qi when she was young. She said that when the groom saw her after she married into the family, he would definitely be very fond of her.

"That's true!" Yunqiao mocked her veiledly. "That second young master is notorious for his womanizing. He's been chasing after the dancers at the Moon-Viewing Pavilion, making it known to everyone in Shengjing. If Sanghua marries him, she'll definitely like him!"

Hawthorne ignored her.

This was the second time she had tried on her wedding dress.

She was confused the first time, and confused the second time too. Who she married didn't matter to her. All she wanted now was to escape from the Xie family after the wedding, take her money, and flee back to her hometown.

She went to her childhood homeland.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a figure moving outside the door and was startled. "Who's there!"

The maids inside the room huddled together nervously, having no idea who was outside the door...

How dare you peek?!

"It's me—" Li Lang's voice came from outside the door. He pushed the door open and walked into the room.

What came into view was Hawthorne in her wedding dress.

"Sang Hua, you are so beautiful..."