Chapter 4: Rebirth

it hurts! So hot! So sad!
It turned out that death was so suffering. Nangong turned around and felt like his body was being tortured on the fire, as if it was about to burn.
She gasped hard, almost breathless. At this moment, the fire suddenly extinguished, and then it became colder and colder, as if all over the cold ice for a while. When it was hot, she shook like leaves in the cold wind ...
"Well……"
She tried to make a sound, but found that her body suddenly fell from the air, all the way down, down ... Followed, her body was heavy, and her eyes opened subconsciously.
The purpose is the pink tent above, embroidered with small plum blossoms, which seems to be familiar.
She can be sure that this is definitely not the cold palace where she has been for eight years.
She couldn't help but look around. This is a woman's boudoir. It is warm and elegant with a pink style. The mahogany dressing table has a large red lacquered plum blossom jewelry box and a diamond bronze mirror on it. The windows filled with Korean paper shone in, and cast a large orange light, looking quiet and warm.
There seems to be something wrong ...
She frowned slightly, and her scalp tightened for a moment, only to feel a headache. She subconsciously raised her hands and rubbed her forehead, but found that her palms had shrunk a lot, and she was carrying a trace of baby fat, tender and tender.
She was dreaming ...
"Squeak--" The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
The comer came slowly carrying the light on his back, wearing an azure muslin jacket and turquoise green embroidered skirt. His face was a little unclear because of the backlight, but the familiar outline and figure made Nangong Yu's pupils shrink, unbelievable. .
Could it be ...
"Third girl, you finally woke up. The grandma brought the medicine and drank it while it was hot." The comer said joyfully, and quickly gave the wooden plate with the medicine bowl to the little girl behind him, and then stepped forward. Sitting on the edge of the bed, leaned over and went to Funan Temple.
Nangong Yan's eyes stared at the other side, not willing to move away. I saw that the person was only in his early thirties. His round face was very kind. A pair of dark eyes looked at himself with concern, which could not hide. Joy.
The familiar voice, the youthful face, and the gentle atmosphere have not changed. In the memory, everything in the past is rippling, as if dreaming.
Anniang, is it really Anniang?
"Mistress ... mother-in-law?" Nangong yelled carefully, her voice trembling with her own unawareness. She was afraid of being too loud, the dream would be broken, everything would drift away, and it would hurt more.
"Three girls, isn't it uncomfortable? Don't be afraid, the grandmother is here." An Niang gently supported Nangong Yu, looking anxiously for a while, and reached out to explore her forehead.
An Niang's palms are warm, as before, even if a thin cocoon is worn out because of her work, it is so real, warm and warm to the bottom of her heart.
"I, I ..." Nangong Yi put one hand on An Niang's left arm, helpless, wanting to hug each other, but also afraid that the dream would be broken in the next second, she was still desperately waiting to die in the cold palace, and she woke up now Come back to look like a child, is she dreaming? So where is her dream ...
"Three girls, don't be afraid. When you drink the medicine, your health will be better." An Niang caressed Nangong Yan's hair with loving affection, looked at it again and again, and her other hand moved towards the little girl next to her. He waved and motioned for the other side to bring the medicine.
An Niang's sincere concern injected a warm current into Nangong's cold heart. Anniang, really Anniang! From an early age, An Niang has been faithfully following her, from marrying, entering the palace, and later being imprisoned in her palace ... She flashed through the scenes in her mind, the emperor died, the prince ascended the throne, and she Chao Ronghua, however, fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant and was abandoned in the cold palace, but even so, Bai Muxiao was still unwilling to come to the cold palace repeatedly to humiliate her and torture her ... She will never forget that An Niang finally paid to protect her His life ...
Nangong Yuan's eyes were sour, and he threw himself into An Niang's arms with excitement.
"Nanny, woo, nanny ..." Whether it's a dream or a reality, all Nangong Ai needs now is a vent, and she has been alone for too long.
Nangong Yan twitched arbitrarily, her face clinging to An Niang's neck, her fingers clinging to her chest's clothes tightly, tears like rain.
An Niang was startled by her sudden movement, hugged Nangong Yan, and patted her back, it was a period of comfort.
After a while, Nangong Yu calmed down a little. She suddenly noticed that the skin was so close to each other, and An Niang's breath was so warm and familiar, and surrounded her densely.
Could it be that……
She squeezed it her face, and a tingling made her almost exhale. But she smiled, tears rolling.
She wasn't dreaming, she came alive, she came alive!
Is it because she should not die, or because she has eyes in heaven, or because she was too resentful in the last life, will she be able to live another life as Nangong Yu!
Tears kept flowing, and Nangong's heart was chaotic. Everything that happened in the last life seemed like a nightmare. It felt like a heartache. After eight years of forbearance, I finally got revenge. I didn't expect to open my eyes again and turned into a childhood self. How lucky!
Her family, her most important people are still alive, and destiny has given her the opportunity to save everything, which is enough!
After crying a lot, Nangong Nian finally calmed down her heart, and, while wiping her tears, hurriedly asked, "Nanny, how about my mother?" She was cautious about her mother's already strange name, Some are rusty, more cherished, and finally reborn, she must keep the determination of all cherished people!
"Mrs. Er ..." An Niang paused and sighed. "She is in Rong An Tang. Madam is worried about the illness of the three girls and asks Xuan Huang Linglong for the old lady." Rong An Tang is the old lady Su Living courtyard.
Xuanhuang Linglong ginseng ... Nangong Su suddenly changed his face, his pupils shrunk. Did he return to the age of nine?
She lifted her head from An Niang's arms suddenly, and could not afford to wipe her tears, so she hurriedly asked, "Nanny, what day is it?"
An Niang stunned for a moment, thinking that Nangong was sick and confused, and she replied, "Today is Wu Zi Day."
Mayor Day? !! With a pale face, Nan Gongxi asked hurriedly again, "Wu Jiawu Day?" She said, thinking of getting up when she opened the quilt, but she felt soft, just such a simple movement that made her breathless.
"It's the Wuwu day of the Jiawu month." Anniang hurriedly held down Nangong Yu, trying to stop her from getting out of bed. "Three girls, are you still sick, lie down."