Mr. Liang Bo is reborn with me

Chapter 1 She's Reborn
"Miss, miss? Why are you in a daze again?" Ran Xiang shook Jiang Wenyue's hands while holding a needle and thread.

"Ah? No, I was just thinking about something. Give me the needle and thread." Jiang Wenyue took the needle and thread basket from Ranxiang's hand, and embroidered it on the handkerchief.

"Our young lady is amazing. After she fell from the Wangcheng Tower that day, not only was she fine, but this girl became even more powerful!"

Ran Xiang's words brought Jiang Wenyue's thoughts back to that day. She remembered that she was already dead, and she was given to death in the cold palace on the day her husband, Prince Da Zhou, the future monarch ascended the throne.

But why did he wake up and find that he was 15 years old again?Is this an accident, or destiny?

But no matter what, I absolutely don't want to repeat the same mistakes again. Even though she is enthusiastic and sincere, some people's hearts can't be covered.

Jiang Wenyue put down her needle and thread, and said to Ranxiang, "Is Aunt Xu in the yard now?"

"It should be here. Aunt Xu never likes to walk around."

"Well, I haven't seen my aunt for a long time, you take the bamboo inkstone that my elder brother brought back from the south yesterday."

"Miss, don't you want to go to Auntie? Do you want to send something?!"

"Yes, hurry up and get your things, it's getting late, so my aunt won't fall asleep."

"Yes." Ranxiang went to get the inkstone from the box with an inexplicable mood.

In order to prevent her biological mother, Aunt Xu, from getting along too much, Miss usually lowers her external evaluation. She always goes in and out with her wife, and has not proposed to visit Aunt Xu for several years, let alone give some gifts.

Thinking about it carefully, the young lady seems to have become very different since she fell from the Wangcheng Tower that day, and I always feel that something is weird.

Jiang Wenyue put the newly embroidered handkerchief in her sleeves. In her previous life, she was extremely afraid of being looked down upon by others. She hardly paid any attention to her biological mother, Aunt Xu, who sincerely took care of her. I used this to elevate my status, for fear that that person would feel that I was not good enough for him, now that I think about it, I am really stupid.

But who knows, deliberate and deliberate is just a joke.

The pool in the cold palace was too icy, and she didn't want to go through it again.

Aunt Xu lived in a remote place, since she fell out of favor, she didn't go in and out of her yard very often. Afterwards, she found that Jiang Wenyue began to alienate herself, and silently moved to the farthest and remotest yard of the main courtyard.

Dyeing incense knocked on the mottled wooden door.

A very old woman opened the door from the inside, and looked carefully at the person in front of her, as if she couldn't believe it, "Second Miss?"

"Nurse Sun, before you know it, you have gray hair." Jiang Wenyue looked at the person in front of her who was the first to hug her after she was born, and the gray hair on her head began to turn white in her memory.

"It's rare that the second miss still remembers the servant girl. The second miss is here to see my aunt, please come in."

Jiang Wenyue raised one foot and was about to step into this desolate courtyard when there was a sudden coughing sound in the room, and then that gentle voice that was connected with her blood through time, space and years sounded: "Second Miss, don't Come in, I'm not in good health recently, it's not easy to entertain, and the yard is also cold, Second Miss, don't get sick, go back."

"Auntie, Second Miss, she..." Nanny Sun anxiously tried to persuade Aunt Xu.

"Nurse Sun, there's no need to talk." Jiang Wenyue stopped her, raised her voice and said to the back room, "It's fine if Aunt doesn't want to see me today, Auntie take care of her body, Yaoyao will come back later."

Jiang Wenyue took the ink and bamboo inkstone from Ranxiang and handed it to Nanny Sun, "Mrs. Sun, this ink and bamboo inkstone was brought to me by elder brother from Jiangnan yesterday. I know that my mother loves bamboo and likes to make ink. You help me bring it to her."

Grandma Sun sighed and touched the inkstone, "My aunt has been worried about the second miss all these years, alas, the second miss has a heart today, but don't call her aunt again in the future, if the madam hears it, I'm afraid it will make the second miss Miss embarrassing."

"It's okay, Grandma Sun also go in and have a rest, Auntie won't see me today, I'll come back later." Jiang Wenyue looked into the back room again, touched the handkerchief embroidered with bamboo branches in her sleeve, Then he turned and left.

"Miss, why doesn't Aunt Xu want to see you?"

"Because she's worried." Jiang Wenyue put the handkerchief in the bottom box for safekeeping.

"Scrupulous? That's right, Aunt Xu's health is not good, so she really needs to take care of herself."

Jiang Wenyue smiled, what A Niang was worried about was her wishful thinking.

After a glimpse at the age of five, she went home and hugged Aunt Xu's neck and said, "Auntie, Auntie, that little brother looks so good today! Yaoyao wants to marry him in the future!"

Aunt Xu pointed her forehead with her finger and said with a smile, "Don't make trouble, Yaoyao, that's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"I don't care, he is the prince and I want to marry." The words of the five-year-old child were really ridiculous.

But Aunt Xu didn't smile anymore, she just looked deeply at her child and said, "Then let's get married."

Yes, let's get married.

Since then, she has embarked on the road of no return to marry Yunchi.

"Second miss, Madam asked you to go to her yard." The maid who passed the message outside was Jiang Yuzhu, the maid next to Jiang Wenyue's wife Liu Shi, who usually spoke in such a domineering tone to Jiang Wenyue, presumably in her eyes She is nothing more than a concubine who wants to curry favor with the mistress.

The former self might let her go, now?Ah……

Jiang Wenyue poured herself a cup of tea slowly, looked at the rippling and steaming tea and said, "Yuzhu, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

Yuzhu rolled her eyes, pretending not to, "I told you to go to the madam's yard."

Jiang Wenyue approached and examined her, "Is this the tone you should have when talking to your master?"

"Tch! Second Miss, I've always been outspoken, so please forgive me, how much higher can this concubine's status be than us maidservants? Why are you putting on airs all day long?"

"Oh? Then I'll tell you today how much higher my status is than maids like you." Jiang Wenyue's eyes were quick, and a cup of hot tea was poured on her face.

"Ah! You, you are crazy! I am the person next to Madam, how dare you... ah! My face!" Yuzhu screamed with her eyes closed and wanted to touch her own face, but it was hot and painful.

"Ranxiang, Yuzhu has no dignity, insults my wife and me, drags her down and asks someone to give me thirty slaps, and punishes me for copying the house rules a hundred times. I will let her know who is superior and which is inferior! "Jiang Wenyue knocked the teacup on the table, making a crisp sound.

Yuzhu didn't expect that Jiang Wenyue, who had always been tolerant of her, would act in earnest, and begged for mercy on her knees with a plop: "Second Miss, forgive me! Second Miss, forgive me! I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

(End of this chapter)