Chapter 1 Resurrection

The flexible white silk was deeply tied into her neck!

The blood in her body rushed to her head, and the pain of suffocation came over her.

Her breathing became thinner and thinner, and her neck became more and more painful.

No! She didn't want to die!

She hadn't seen her son grow up with her own eyes, she hadn't had time to avenge herself for the humiliation she suffered, and she hadn't waited for her husband to return and ask him in person why he had failed her!

She was unwilling! She didn't want to die!

The pain accumulated to the peak. Before falling into complete darkness, Ling Jingshu used up her last strength to open her eyes, and deeply embedded the hideous faces in front of her.

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"Ashu! What's wrong with you? Wake up quickly." A distant and familiar voice kept echoing in her ears, and a hand tightly grasped her arm and kept shaking it.

As if doing so could wake her up from a long nightmare.

"Ashu!" After repeating it for a long time, the voice finally choked. Slightly cool tears slid from the corners of her eyes and dripped onto her hands.

Her fingers moved, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Master, the young lady's hands moved, and her eyes moved too." Another long-lost familiar voice sounded in her ears.

It's so noisy! There's no peace in the underworld.

She frowned and slowly opened her eyes.

A young man's face came into view.

The boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with skin as white as jade, red lips and white teeth, and delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes. It's a pity that his eyes seemed to be shrouded in mist, dim and unclear.

"Ah Xiao," Ling Jingshu called out this long-lost name, her voice trembling slightly, and her eyes were wet: "Is it really you?"

This is her twin brother Ling Xiao, who was born half an hour later than her.

When he was eight years old, Ling Xiao fell heavily. After being rescued, his eyes were accidentally blinded. Many famous doctors were invited to treat him, but he didn't get better. Ling Xiao, who was originally known as a child prodigy for his talent, was ruined by this accident. She could no longer study, write, or paint, and could only stay in the Ling Mansion, like a bird in a cage.

Not only Ling Xiao, she was just another carefully raised bird in a cage.

After she got married, the Ling family quickly arranged a marriage for Ling Xiao. A few days before the wedding, Ling Xiao died of an acute illness. She was too naive at the time and only thought that Ling Xiao died of illness. It was not until much later that she knew that Ling Xiao's death was not an accident at all, but was poisoned and framed.

But she knew all this too late. At that time, she was in deep trouble and could not save herself, let alone avenge Xiao...

Ling Jingshu was so excited that she did not notice that her voice was much more childish.

"A Shu," Ling Xiao was pleasantly surprised, and reached out to touch Ling Jingshu's hand: "Great! You finally woke up. You have been having a high fever for the past two days, and you were talking nonsense, which scared me."

"Yes, Miss, you finally woke up." The maid in a green dress and with two buns was excited and happy.

This maid was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face, big and bright eyes, a straight nose, diamond-shaped red lips, and a beautiful face.

"Bai Yu," Ling Jingshu's eyes flashed with tears, and her voice choked: "So you are here too..."

Bai Yu is four years older than her. Since she was six years old, Bai Yu has been serving her. The master and servant have been together for many years and have a deep relationship.

Bai Yu is calm and beautiful, and she is the most outstanding among the maids in Ling's mansion. Li Erlang, the nephew of stepmother Li, fell in love with Bai Yu and shamelessly wanted to take Bai Yu as a concubine. Li said a lot of soft words and persuaded her to nod.

Her momentary softness hurt Bai Yu. Bai Yu was tortured to death by the wife less than three years after marrying into the Li family as a concubine. The master and servant were separated forever!

Over the years, she was betrayed by the people around her one by one. When she was full of pain, she often thought of the loyal Bai Yu, and her heart was almost filled with regret and self-blame.

Twenty-four years of life, how unfair the heaven was to her. After death, God opened his eyes and allowed her to reunite with Ling Xiao and Bai Yu.

Unconsciously, Ling Jingshu's face was full of tears.

She held Ling Xiao with one hand, and groped for Bai Yu's hand with the other hand: "Ah Xiao, Bai Yu, after so many years of separation, I always miss you in my heart. Now I am dead, and the three of us are reunited in the underground, and we will not be alone in the future."

Ling Xiao was stunned when he heard it, and he didn't react for a while.

Bai Yu smiled helplessly and pityingly: "Miss has had a high fever for the past two days. She is probably confused and talking nonsense. What life and death, it's unlucky to talk about these things."

The voice was as soft and pleasant as in memory.

Ling Xiao also came back to his senses and held Ling Jingshu's hand with heartache: "A Shu, you must have had a nightmare! Don't be afraid, Bai Yu and I are fine, and you will definitely get better."

Ling Jingshu finally realized that something was wrong.

Ling Xiao's hands were warm and Bai Yu's hands were soft. The care and concern on their faces were so clear.

Also, she was sitting on an exquisite carved wooden bed at this time. Through the pink gauze curtain, she could see the smooth dressing mirror, the delicate vase, and the screen embroidered with peonies...

This is not the hell of the underworld, it is clearly her boudoir when she was a girl!

Ling Jingshu's mind was in a mess, and she subconsciously retracted her hand and touched her neck.

She refused to commit suicide and was strangled to death by the three-meter white silk. But now, there were no deep bruises on her neck, but it was warm and smooth...

What on earth was going on?

Ling Jingshu suddenly had an amazing guess in her mind.

"Bai Yu, go get the mirror." Ling Jingshu's breathing was unsteady, her voice was rapid, and a strange blush appeared on her cheeks.

Bai Yu responded, hurriedly went to get the bronze mirror, and held it in front of his chest.

The smooth bronze mirror reflected a young girl's face.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and they are black without painting. The lips are like red vermilion, not dotted but red. The skin is as delicate and smooth as jade. The most beautiful thing is those clear water eyes. When she smiled slightly, it was like the spring breeze blowing across the lake, stirring up the charming girl's grace.

The fourteen-year-old girl is like the most precious pot of Luoyang brocade in the Ling family's peony garden, as beautiful as it is unparalleled in beauty. The beauty is clean and pure, and the beauty is breathtaking.

Resurrection from the dead is truly shocking.

However, this absurd and unbelievable thing happened!

Ling Jingshu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar self, but what flashed through her mind was the pale, thin and haggard face ten years later. The eyes are blank and dull, and the heart is desolate and numb. Living in confusion is worse than death...

Thinking of the past, Ling Jingshu's heart felt as if she had been stabbed by a thin needle, and the sharp pain spread quickly.

Qingcheng's stunning beauty brought her unbearable humiliation. She would rather be born in an ordinary family, with a mediocre appearance, and live an ordinary life.

Ling Jingshu stared at the bronze mirror and didn't speak for a long time.

Bai Yu thought that Ling Jingshu was dissatisfied with her haggard appearance, so she comforted her with a smile: "My lady has been lying on the bed for two days, and she looks haggard. When she recovers, she will change into bright clothes, and she will be more beautiful than before."

The Ling family has good Feng Shui and specializes in beauties. From the eldest to the fifth, there are a total of eleven girls in this generation. Several died in infancy, but only six grew up safely.

Ling Jingshu ranks ninth, and is also the most beautiful and talented among the cousins. He has been famous in Dingzhou since he was ten years old, so he cherishes his appearance.

Ling Jingshu closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Opening his eyes again, his eyes were clear and calm: "Baiyu, I'm hungry. I want to eat the chicken noodle soup you made by yourself."

Bai Yu was very happy and immediately smiled and said: "Okay, I will cook and make noodles now."

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Bai Yu's cooking skills are excellent and his movements are nimble. In less than a stick of incense, he came with a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup.

The noodles are chewy, the chicken soup is fragrant, and the green vegetable leaves are embellished in it, which makes you want to eat.

Ling Jingshu smelled the familiar aroma, her nose was slightly sour, she picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up some and put it into her mouth, and ate slowly.

The Ling family took great care in educating their daughters. Not only did they hire a female concubine to teach them music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they also specially invited Grandma Liu, who had retired from the palace, to come into the house to teach her rules.

Grandma Liu has a strict temperament and follows rules when it comes to sitting, lying, walking, standing, speaking and smiling. The ladies of the Ling family suffered a lot. Ling Jingshu is no exception. However, several years of teaching have paid off.

Even though she was hungry, Ling Jingshu was still unhurried and looked delicate and good-looking when eating.

Ling Xiao couldn't see, but his ears were extremely sensitive. Hearing the slightest movement, he couldn't help but say: "Ah Shu, you haven't eaten in two days, you must be very hungry. Don't worry about the rules, just eat freely. ”

Bai Yu also echoed: "The young master is right. There is no one else here, so the young lady doesn't have to worry."

Ling Jingshu felt warm in her heart and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After eating a bowl of hot chicken noodle soup, my cold hands and feet warmed up, and my whole body gained strength.

"The old lady sent someone to ask how the young lady is this morning. Since the young lady is awake, it's time to go and greet the old lady." Bai Yu said with a smile, "This slave will help the young lady change her clothes and make up."

Ling Jingshu hummed and lowered her eyelids to hide the coldness in her eyes.

There are differences between men and women. Even though Ling Xiao is a younger brother and cannot see, he still has to avoid suspicion. He stood up and said, "Ah Shu, I'll go out and wait for you."

Bai Yu brought a bunch of brand new dresses. Pink, goose yellow, light purple and light green are all bright and bright colors suitable for girls to wear: "These are new clothes that were just made a few days ago. Which one do you want to wear, miss?"

Ling Jingshu said calmly: "No need to wear new clothes, bring me that lake green dress."

The young lady has the most beautiful appearance and a gentle and pleasant temperament. She is usually the most popular with Old Madam Ling. Mrs. Ling likes the bright and beautiful clothes of her granddaughters. The young lady liked him and took great care in dressing up.

But now, the young lady went to see Mrs. Ling wearing old home clothes... Her behavior was so different from her usual behavior that it was puzzling.

The mostly new lake green dress was a little plain, but it still looked particularly good on Ling Jingshu. Bai Yu also styled Ling Jingshu into a double bun with a pearl flower on each side.

Ling Jingshu stopped Bai Yu from choosing a bracelet and collar: "No, that's fine."

Bai Yu was startled. Although he was surprised, he didn't ask any more questions.

Ling Jingshu stared at Bai Yu and suddenly said: "Bai Yu, I will never let anyone bully you in the future."

Bai Yu's heart felt hot, and tears were about to burst into her eyes.

How lucky she was to meet such a kind and gentle lady.

Ling Jingshu looked at the moved faces in front of her, but she thought of Bai Yu who was tortured and died tragically in her previous life, and felt sad in her heart. He immediately cheered up and said, "Bai Yu, come out with me."

Ling Xiao stood waiting outside the door obediently. Ling Jingshu stepped forward and took Ling Xiao's hand, saying softly: "Axiao, let's go to pay homage to grandma together."

Ling Xiao nodded with a pure and innocent smile.

Ling Jingshu pursed her lips, straightened her back, and pulled Ling Xiao towards Yonghe Hall. It was like going to the battlefield, fearlessly facing the coming storm.

Bai Yu silently and loyally accompanied her.

After experiencing death, she understood the preciousness of life and cherished the people around her more.

She wanted to seek justice for those who had let her down and the humiliation she had suffered.

Even if the other party was of noble status and out of reach, even if she had to give up everything for revenge, she would not hesitate.

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