The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

Li Anqi's eyes were filled with tears.

With tears in her eyes, she smiled and said, "How could that be? Shu'er is the purest person in the world."

Li Anqi held Li Anshu's hand tightly, his eyes resolute, and they met each other's gaze.

Li Anshu lowered his eyes, concealing the turmoil within them.

A moment later, Li Anqi gently stroked Li Anshu's temple, picked up a piece of gardenia cake, and fed it to Li Anshu's mouth.

Li Anshu glanced at Li Anqi, took a small bite, and then lowered his head again to chew carefully.

“My elder sister is at Prince Xiao’s residence. Would you like to go and see her?” Li Anqi asked.

Li Anshu shook his head.

"Father and my elder brother are all in Ning'an Village. Would you like to go back and see them?" Li Anqi asked cautiously.

Li Anshu paused for a second, then shook his head again.

Her eyes clouded over, and she said timidly, "If Father knew that Shu'er had disgraced the Jingguo Mansion, he would surely sever his father-daughter relationship with her."

Li Anqi came to Li Anshu's side, hugged her tightly, gently stroked the back of her head, and said with tears in his eyes.

“Silly sister, although Father may be ruthless, he would never be so ruthless. Besides, the Jingguo Mansion is long gone, so there’s no point in talking about face or shame.”

Li Anqi released Li Anshu, looked at Li Anshu's unreadable sallow face, and continued.

"The important thing is that our family is together."

Li Anshu frowned, his half-lowered eyes filled with an unprecedented complexity.

"A married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl. How can we daughters casually refer to our maternal family as one family? Even if we wanted to, history and reality would tell everyone that it's impossible!"

Li Anqi paused, then said, "...Shu'er."

"Sister, don't you understand? Shu'er can't do it."

Li Anshu gently bit her lip, broke free from Li Anqi, her reddened, tearful eyes filled with sharpness as she met Li Anqi's hazy gaze.

"Shu'er is too ashamed to return to the Li family! Shu'er is plagued by nightmares every day, and feels nauseous whenever she sees herself in the mirror! Even though Shu'er is unwilling, the thought of the past makes her hate herself even more! She is in so much pain that she wishes she could just die!"

"..."

Li Anqi's pupils dilated in shock.

Does Li Anshu include himself among the "old people" he refers to?

Pain is like a blade cutting through the skin; even if it heals, it will still leave a scar.

Li Anqi didn't know how to offer words of comfort, so he helplessly lowered his eyes and fell into silence.

The fairy fell to the mortal world and suffered all kinds of humiliation. Later, the fairy never returned to the heavenly realm.

It wasn't that the heavens couldn't tolerate her, but that the fairies were unwilling.

At this moment, both Li Anqi and Li Anshu understood.

That fairy from before is dead.

What is alive now is a wretched, broken soul, utterly repulsive and riddled with wounds.

“During those tormented days and nights, Shu’er was filled with resentment. Shu’er resented everyone in the Wu family, resented Madam Zhao for arranging the marriage for her, resented her father for selling her for three thousand taels of silver… Shu’er resented herself even more for being so useless and allowing herself to be bullied to this extent!”

Looking at the teacup in front of him, Li Anshu wished he could smash it immediately, cut his throat with the shards, and fall into a pool of blood.

At that moment, her humiliation and her life came to an end.

But she was unwilling to give up, and couldn't bear to...

Li Anshu's brows were furrowed with a heavy weight, his eyes torn between longing and hatred.

"Shu'er knows that she shouldn't blame her older sister. But please understand, older sister, that Shu'er just wants to be alone right now. Tonight, she won't sleep with her older sister."

Li Anshu got up, wiped away the tears on his cheeks, and went with Juru to the east wing room, closing the door behind them.

Li Anqi stared blankly at the empty seat opposite the coffee table for a long time.

“Your Majesty…” Zhilan spoke softly with concern.

Li Anqi said blankly, "If I hadn't cared about Cai'er back then, I wouldn't have been confined by my father. If I hadn't been confined, I might have been able to prevent Shu'er from marrying into the Wu family. It's all my fault."

Zhilan frowned slightly and said gently, "Fate is unpredictable. The Second Young Master is Your Majesty's own younger brother. He is the youngest and was often abused by Concubine Gao. If Your Majesty hadn't taken care of him back then, I'm afraid the Second Young Master wouldn't have been able to be nurtured and reborn. Besides, how could Your Majesty easily control the intentions of Madam Zhao and Master? How can you blame it all on Your Majesty?"

Li Anqi stared blankly at Zhilan for a moment, a sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

"Now, all I can do for Shu'er is to have Wu Gong write a divorce agreement so that she can live a peaceful and safe life without being hurt again."

Zhilan nodded: "In my opinion, the Third Miss still cares about Her Majesty. Right now, it is more important to help the Third Miss sever ties with the Wu family."

Li Anqi looked quietly at the gardenia cake in his hand, recalling the despicable faces of the Wu family mother and son today, and his expression gradually became serious.

The following day, Li Anqi received a letter from Madam Wu.

"I just brought Shu'er here, and she hasn't even stayed a full day yet, and she's already urging me to send Shu'er back!"

Li Anqi's tone was slightly sharp as he crumpled Madam Wu's letter into a ball.

Li Anqi turned to Zhilan and asked, "Has Xiaoshunzi not returned yet?"

Zhilan shook her head: "Wu Gong is a bully and a dissolute young man. It will indeed take a lot of time to investigate his many misdeeds. Your Highness may wish to wait a little longer."

Li Anqi frowned and forcefully threw the crumpled paper in his hand to the ground.

"I haven't even touched the Wu family yet, and they've already provoked me! Do they really think I'm as weak as Shu'er, that I can be bullied by them!"

Zhilan remained calm, picked up the crumpled paper, took the lampshade, and burned the letter to ashes.

Zhilan covered the lampshade and said to Li Anqi, "I heard that the Wu family beat more than a dozen servants to death yesterday. Their tongues were cut out, and they looked very frightening."