Chapter 1 It’s good to be alive
  "If you want to blame, I can only blame your bad luck."

The old voice was mixed with traces of strong malice and came toward Xu Zhiyan. She felt dissatisfied. The next second, the feeling of suffocation destroyed all her emotions. She struggled subconsciously, but somehow, no matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape.

What's wrong with me?
  Consciousness awakens.

A glimmer of clarity appeared in her brain, and a large amount of information poured in, giving her a splitting headache, but she also understood her current situation.

She seemed to have traveled back in time to the book she read before going to bed. By coincidence, she was wearing a short-lived one. She was killed by her father when she was just born, leaving the position of the eldest daughter to her illegitimate daughter.

In the end, the illegitimate daughter, the concubine's mother, and the original owner's father worked together to frame the original owner's mother's family. When the mistress had no one to rely on, they continued to use people little by little, and finally kicked out the original owner's mother and the original owner's three brothers.

When Xu Zhiyan saw it, her teeth were itching with hatred. She wished she could transform into Popeye and knock that scumbag thousands of miles away with one slap. Unfortunately, she could only think about it at that time. It's better now. When she grows up, she will be able to pay for it. As desired.

But now, her neck has been pinched, and the suffocation feeling is getting stronger. However, her struggle is like tickling to the perpetrator. When her consciousness is in a trance, she only has one thought.

[I just hope that my mother can keep her eyes open and not be deceived by this scumbag again. 】

Hua Rong, who was separated from Xu Zhiyan by a wall, was in a daze for a moment. He grabbed the arm of his personal maid Xiaoye and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you hear anyone talking? What about keeping your eyes peeled and being deceived?"

Xiaoye shook his head blankly.

"No, there are only slaves and you in the house. Madam, please don't be too sad because the young lady passed away..."

As she spoke, her expression became anxious, and she wanted to say something but was interrupted by Hua Rong.

"I haven't seen my child yet. Even if it's a dead baby, I have to take a look before I'm willing to accept it!"

She was pregnant for ten months and gave birth to a child with great pains. She would be separated forever without even looking at her. She would not be willing to die.

Worried that if she waited any longer, the child would be taken away, she ignored her health and forced herself out of bed, holding on to the wall and walking towards the next door at a slow pace.

The midwife who was squeezing Xu Zhiyan heard this, her heart skipped a beat, she quickly let go, wrapped Xu Zhiyan tightly in a blanket and picked her up. The moment she turned around, the door was pushed open.

Hua Rong stood at the door.

"I want to look after the kids."

The midwife looked embarrassed and said, "Madam, you have just given birth and your body is weak. The baby is already dead. You are thinking about it after just one look. It makes you sad. It is very bad for your health. Please listen to my advice and stop looking at it." , go back and rest.”

Xu Zhiyan, who was still rejoicing after escaping death, cursed in her heart when she heard this.

【I am alive and well! 】

Hua Rong heard the unfamiliar voice again, this time he heard it very clearly. Combining the voice and content, he immediately confirmed that the speaker was the child in the midwife's arms, that is, his own child.

But why can a baby talk when he is just born... No, it cannot be counted as talking.

She glanced vaguely at the midwife and Xiaoye.

It seems that only I can hear it. Could it be that this is the child's voice?
  This bizarre realization made Hua Rong's expression a little broken, and his voice unconsciously raised, "Don't let me say it a third time, give me my child!"

The lady who had always been as gentle as water at home suddenly spoke in such a loud voice. Xiaoye was startled. No longer hesitating, she stepped forward to grab the young lady and hugged the soft little body. She felt a shocking wave in her heart. .

"Madam, the young lady is still alive!"

"thump--"

The midwife fell to her knees and pressed her forehead against the floor.

"Madam, please listen to my explanation. The so-called dead babies do not die after birth, but because they have serious congenital diseases and cannot survive."

"Congenital disease? It seems that my baby's congenital disease was caused by being strangled." Hua Rong's faint voice reached the midwife's ears.

The midwife was confused.

The only thought left was that it was over.

Sure enough, Hua Rong's next sentence was to drag her out and kill her with a cane.

The guard held the midwife's ankles like a pig and walked away. The screams and struggles were gradually lost in the sound of the cane.

Xu Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief.

[Fortunately, I survived, but my father is still alive, so I will die eventually. 】

[Hey, I'm so pitiful. 】

Huarong's pupils were shaken when he heard this.

The hands holding Xu Zhiyan were shaking more and more violently, which made Xiaoye scared.

"Madam, please hurry up and give the young lady a hug. Sit down and have a rest first!"

Huarong's head was in a mess at this time, and she numbly allowed Xiaoye to manipulate her. She only made a move when she wanted to touch the child in her arms.

"Don't touch my child!"

The loss and recovery made her motherly love explode, and she did not allow anyone to touch her child.

Xiaoye didn't dare to provoke her, so he could only persuade her, "No touching, no touching, but madam, the young lady's injury is very serious. If you don't see a doctor, she will..."

She vaguely passed the word "death" and hurriedly followed up with the next sentence, "The emergency doctor who was hired for your delivery is still at the house and has been sent for. Madam, it is not suitable for you to see outsiders now. Can you let me hold the young lady in your arms?"

Xiaoye is Hua Rong's confidant.

Such understanding of reason and emotion made her regain her sense gradually. She handed the child to her, and with the help of other servants, she went back to bed step by step and lay down.

Xu Zhiyan also breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that she could cure the disease.

【It’s great to be alive. 】

She curled her lips happily.

Xiaoye looked at him clearly.

"The young lady is smiling. The young lady smiles so beautifully. When she grows up, she will definitely be the most beautiful young lady in the whole Yangzhou Prefecture!"

[Whether I can grow up safely is still unknown. 】

Forget it, that's all in the future anyway. Xu Zhiyan can't think that far now. She can only take one step at a time.

Xu Zhiyan didn't think about it in the long term, but Hua Rong, who heard her voice, thought a lot uncontrollably.

His hands were tightly gripping the quilt, and his well-kept long armor was broken by force, and thin blood seeped out, staining the quilt with a small plum blossom.

The maid exclaimed when she saw it.

"Your hand, madam!"

(End of this chapter)

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