Chapter 1: Rebirth

The pliable white squat deep into her neck
The blood of the whole body rushed to my mind, and the pain of suffocation came to the sea.
Breathing is getting thinner and thinner, and the neck is getting more and more painful.
Not she doesn't want to die
She hasn't been able to see her son grow up, she hasn't had time to avenge her humiliated self. She hasn't waited for her husband to return, and asked her why she had failed her.
She is not willing that she does not want to die
The pain accumulated to the apex. Before falling into the complete darkness, Ling Jing used all his strength to open his eyes and deeply embedded his horrible face in his mind.
"Auntie, what's wrong with you, wake up quickly." A distant and familiar voice kept ringing in the ear, and one hand clung to her arm and kept shaking.
As if to do so, she can wake up from a long nightmare.
After the "Auntie" repeated for a long time, the voice finally choked. The cool tears fell from the corners of the eyes and dripped onto her hands.
Her fingers moved and the eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Young master, Miss's manual, eyes are moving." Another long-lost familiar voice rang in the ear.
It’s too noisy to get to Huang Quan, and I can’t be clean.
She rubbed her brow and slowly opened her eyes.
A teenager's face came into view.
The juvenile is about thirteen or four years old, with white skin like jade, red lips and white teeth, and the eyebrows are exquisite and beautiful. It is a pity that a pair of eyes seem to be covered in mist, and the darkness is unknown.
"Auntie," Ling Jing shouted out the long-lost name, his voice trembled slightly, his eyes were wet: "Is it really you?"
This is the twin brother Ling Xiao who was born half a hour later than her.
At the age of eight, Ling Xiao fell heavily. After he was rescued, his eyes were blind. I have been asked by many famous doctors to treat them. The original talented and intelligent, known as the child prodigy, was ruined by this accident. Can no longer read and read calligraphy, can only stay in Lingfu, a bird that is raised in a cage.
Why is Ling Xiao, she is just another cage that has been carefully nurtured.
After she got married, Ling Jia quickly set a marriage for Ling Xiao. A few days before the marriage, I suffered from an early death. When she was too naive, she thought that Ling Xiao was sick. It was not until a long time later that she realized that Ling Xiao’s death was not an accident at all, but was poisoned by people.
But all this is too late. At that time, she was so deep in her own troubles, let alone revenge for her aunt.
Excited and quiet, did not notice that his voice was much more tender.
"Auntie," Ling Xiao was surprised and reached out and reached out to Ling Jing's hand: "That's great, you are finally awake. You have been high fever for two days, and you still talk nonsense and scare me."
"Yeah, miss, you can wake up." A blue dress with a pair of sly faces was full of excitement.
This leap year is about seventeen or eight years old, with a goose egg face, a pair of big and bright eyes, a straight nose, a diamond-shaped red lips, and a beautiful face.
"White jade," Ling Jing blinked through the water, his voice choked: "You have come."
Bai Yu was four years older than her. From the age of six, Bai Yu came to her side to serve. The master and servant have been with each other for many years and have deep feelings.
The white jade is calm and the Peugeot is born. It is the most outstanding in the shackles of Lingfu. The stepmother Li's nephew Li Erlang is in the white jade, and the thick face is to be white jade. Li’s soft words said a basket, and she nodded her head.
Her soft heart for a while, but it hurts white jade. After Bai Yu married Li Jiawei as an attendant for less than three years, he was tortured to death by the main room. The master and the servant are two forever.
For so many years, she was betrayed by the people around her. When she was full of pains, she often remembered the loyal white jade, and her heart was almost filled with remorse and self-blame.
Twenty-four years of life, how unfair she is to her. After she died, God opened her eyes and allowed her to reunite with Ling Yu Bai Yu.
Unconsciously, Ling Jing has already had a tearful face.
She grabbed Ling Xiao with one hand and the other hand groped for the hand holding the white jade: "Auntie, white jade, don't worry about it for so many years. I am always worried about you. Now I am also dead, and the three of us are reunited in the underground. Not alone in the future."
Ling Xiao listened to a glimpse, and did not respond for a while.
Bai Yu reluctantly and pitifully smiled: "Miss has been a high fever for two days, probably burned, confused, all nonsense. What is life and death, saying that these are unlucky."
The sound is as soft and sweet as the memory.
Ling Xiao also came back to the heart, and gripped Ling Jing’s hand distressedly: "Auntie, you must be a nightmare, don't be afraid, I and Baiyu are all good, and you will definitely get better."
Ling Jingyi finally noticed something was wrong.
Ling Xiao’s hand is warm and the white jade’s hand is soft. The pity concerns expressed on the faces of the two are so clear.
Also, she was sitting on a delicate carved wooden bed at this time, through the pink gauze, she could see the smooth bronzing mirror, see the delicate vase, and see the screen embroidered with peony.
This is where Huang Quan Hell, clearly the mortuary when she was a girl
Ling Jing’s mind was in a mess, subconsciously retracting his hand and touching his neck.
She refused to let herself go, and she was swallowed up by the three-footed white cockroach. But now, there is no deep visible bone scar on her neck, but it is warm and smooth.
What exactly is going on?
Ling Jing’s heart suddenly came up with an amazing guess.
"White jade, go take the mirror." Ling Jing 姝 breathing is not stable, the voice is short, the cheeks fly a strange blush.
Bai Yu should have a cry, busy to take the bronze mirror and hold it on his chest.
A sleek bronze mirror reflects a young girl's face that is still a bit green.
The eyebrows are as far as the mountains, not painted and embarrassed. The lips are like Dan Zhu, not red and red. The skin is smooth and smooth like jade. The most beautiful thing is the pair of clear watery eyes. When I smiled a little, it seemed like the spring breeze smashed through the lake, and the girl’s grace was started.
The fourteen-year-old girl is like the most precious Luoyang brocade in Lingjia Peony Garden. It is beautiful and beautiful, and she is unparalleled. The beauty is clean and pure, and the beauty is breathtaking.
The fact that death is resurrected is a shocking thing.
However, this absurd and untrustworthy thing happened.
Ling Jingyi looked at the familiar and strange self, and the flash of his mind was the pale, thin face after ten years. His eyes were dull, and his heart was bleak and numb. Twins are not as alive and dead
Thinking of the past, Ling Jing's heart seemed to be poked by a thin needle, and the sharp pain spread quickly.
The fascinating beauty of Allure brings her an unbearable humiliation. She would rather be born in the homes of ordinary people, look more mediocre, and spend a lifetime in peace.
Ling Jing姝 stared at the bronze mirror and had not spoken for a long time.
Bai Yu thought that Ling Jingyi was disgusting himself, and smiled and said: "Miss is lying on the bed for two days, and the look is inevitable. If the illness is good, changing the bright clothes must be more beautiful than before."
Lingjia Feng Shui is good, specializing in beauty. Long room to five rooms, this generation has a total of eleven girls. A few have died, and only six have grown up.
Ling Jing is ranked ninth, and it is also the most outstanding in the cousin. Since the age of ten, he has been famous for Dingzhou.
Ling Jing姝 closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I opened my eyes again and my eyes returned to calm and calm: "White jade, I am hungry. I want to eat chicken noodle soup that you made by yourself."
Bai Yu was very happy and immediately smiled: "Well, slaves will cook."
White jade cooking is excellent, and the action is very good. When it is less than a fragrant time, it is holding a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup.
The noodles are strong, the chicken soup is thick, and the green leaves are dotted with them.
Ling Jing smelled the familiar aroma, his nose was slightly sour, picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up some of the entrances, and slowly ate.
Lingjia’s daughter’s education was very meticulous. Not only did she hire a female master to teach the chess and calligraphy, but she also specially invited Liu’s teaching rules to be retired from the palace.
Liu Xie's temper is harsh, sitting and standing, laughing and talking, all have rules. The ladies of Lingjia have suffered a lot. Ling Jing is no exception. However, the teachings of the past few years have yielded results.
Even if hungry, Ling Jing is still not ill, and looks good.
Ling Xiao’s eyes could not be seen, his ear strength was exceptionally sensitive, and he couldn’t help but listen to the slight movements:
Auntie, you haven’t eaten anything for two days, and your stomach must be very hungry. Don’t worry about the rules, just let go of eating. ""
Bai Yu also echoed: "The young master said that there is no other person here, and the lady does not have to worry about it."
Ling Jing’s heart was warm and his lips raised slightly:
Well, I listen to you.

After a bowl of hot chicken soup was served, the cold hands and feet warmed up, and the whole body also had strength.
"The old lady also sent people to ask how the young lady is doing. The young lady is awake, and she should go to the old lady to ask for an angel." Bai Yu said with a smile: "The slaves wait for the lady to dress and dress."
Ling Jing snorted, hung down his eyes and covered his coldness.
Men and women are different. Although Ling Xiao’s eyes are invisible to his brothers, they are also to avoid suspicion. Take the initiative to get up: "Auntie, I am going out to wait for you."
Bai Yu took a bunch of new clothes. Pink goose yellow light purple green, all color is bright and bright for girls to wear the color: "These are new clothes just made a few days ago, which one does Miss want to wear?"
Ling Jing faintly said: "You don't have to wear new clothes, take the lake's bi-colored dress."
The young lady is the most beautiful, the temper is soft and pleasing, and the most aging old lady is happy. Mrs. Ling likes the bright beauty of her granddaughters. Miss is good at it, and she is especially careful in her dress.
But now, the young lady is wearing a home-made old clothes to see Ling Laotai’s too much behavior, which is puzzling.
The big and new lake bi-color dress is slightly more plain, but it is still very beautiful to wear on the quiet body. Bai Yu combed a pair of flat plaques for Ling Jing, and each of them had a bead flower.
Ling Jingwei stopped the move of Baiyu to select the bracelet collar: "No, this will do."
White jade, although my heart is strange, but did not ask.
Ling Jingying stared at the white jade, and suddenly came up with a sentence: "White jade, I will never let anyone insult you later."
Bai Yu’s heart was hot, and the tears in his eyes were just around the corner.
How lucky she was, met a gentle and gentle lady.
Ling Jingying looked at the face that was moved in front of her eyes, but she thought of the white jade that had been murdered in the past, and her heart was sour and sorrowful. Immediately start to cheer: "White jade, go out with me."
Ling Xiao stood waiting outside the door, Ling Jing slammed the hand of Ling Xiao, and said softly: "Auntie, let's go to the grandmother to please."
Ling Xiao nodded, his smile was pure and innocent.
Ling Jing tightened his lips and straightened his waist. He took Ling Xiao and walked to the hall. Just like going to the battlefield, fearlessly facing the coming wind and rain.
Bai Yu was silently and faithfully accompanied by her.
After experiencing death, I know more about the value of life and cherish the people around me.
She has been guilty of humiliation, and she has to be fair to everyone.
Even if the other person's identity is honorable, it is far away, even if it is necessary to pay for all the revenge.