History of Empress Dowager Development

Chapter 2

Although it has been seven or eight years, she is very familiar with the furnishings in this room!

The half-person-high rosewood table by the window sill was specially made for her, with an inkstone paperweight placed on it, rabbit hair brushes on the pen stand neatly arranged, a few messy waste papers were her graffiti works; the curtains in the compartment Hanging up, you can see that there are all kinds of ingenious things on the ancient shelves inside, and on the bookshelves next to the wall are all the treasures carefully selected by her; Tweets are getting clearer...

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Lang said to himself in a daze.

"Miss sleepy?" Jinping got along well with her, and his tone was more casual, helping her put on her shoes while saying: "Yesterday you went out with Da Lang to play, and when you came back, you kept yelling that you were tired. It's time to sleep." She tidied up quickly, and Jinxiu beside her had prepared hot water and soft towels to help Linlang wash up.

Lin Lang was just puzzled.

Looking at the situation in this room and Jinping Jinxiu's appearance, it should be what she looked like when she was ten years old, but she is almost twenty now, could it be in a dream?However, the bed curtains and clothes are so real, Jinping's words are mixed with birds chirping clearly, and the hot towel is very comfortable on the face, obviously it is not a dream.So, the bleak wind and cold rain just a moment ago was a dream?It's not right, the one after another is extremely clear, if it is a dream, how can it be so complicated and real.

Lin Lang suddenly became agitated—couldn't she be resurrected?

She has always loved books, but she has read a lot of storybook legends, in which there are many people who die and come back to life, maybe there is such a weird thing as rebirth?When she thought of this, she was shocked, but it made her calm down a lot.

Yes or no, you will know if you verify it.

Thinking back for a while while grooming, in my vague impression, it seems that I really went out to play yesterday.The eldest brother took her to Danling Lane at the foot of the imperial city, and picked out a lot of interesting things, and her thoughts became clearer once they were strung together—she is ten years old this year, and it's early summer in April, which is a good time!

Many things happened when she was ten years old, the most unforgettable thing for Lin Lang was the death of her mother. Because of her resentment towards her father, she insisted on moving to her ancestral home in the south of the Yangtze River.Then everything went awry, irreparably.

Lin Lang stood up suddenly, and regardless of whether her hair was combed, she lifted her pedals and ran out of the house.Jinping caught up with her delicate hairpin and shouted, "Girl, wait a minute, it will be fine soon."

This is a small courtyard in the He Mansion, called the Lanling Courtyard. In the inner courtyard separated by a low wall and a flower door, Lin Lang lived, and in the big house outside lived her parents - He Wenzhan and Qin Shi.

In the early morning light outside, the flowers of the crabapple in front of the eaves faded and tender fruits emerged, the creepers spreading by the door of the hanging flowers were thick green and lush, and a wisteria on the top was already in full bloom.Lin Lang stepped on the steps and stood on tiptoe to caress the strings of purple flower bells. She picked up the newly bloomed flower clusters and held them in her hands, and ran forward with a smile.

It was an ordinary morning, but something extraordinary happened!

Lin Lang ran to the main room, where the servant girl was pouring the residual water from washing her face into the small ditch by the south wall. Mother Wei, who was beside Qin, saw her and hurried over: "Oh, be careful, girl, the master hasn't up."

Lin Lang didn't care too much, ran in and turned left, and saw her mother, Qin, doing her makeup in front of the mirror.The waterfall-like green silk was held by the servant girl, and Qin Shi wore a high-waisted long skirt with a white sheer gauze on the outside, and the red top inside could be vaguely seen, adding to her charm.

"Mother!" Lin Lang was so excited that she threw herself into Qin's arms and looked at her appearance. Her plump face with picturesque eyebrows and eyes was exactly the same as the memory of her previous life.The person whom she has missed for more than ten years is close in front of her eyes, Lin Lang's nose sores and tears roll down her face.

Mrs. Qin held Lin Lang in her arms, helped her tidy up her broken hair, and said in a warm voice, "Who messed with our little bell? We came here early in the morning to cry." Bell is Lin Lang's nickname, and she kept holding on to it when she was scratching. The bell was tightly held on, and at that time she also liked to laugh, and would tease the silver bell under the tent to laugh when she had nothing to do, Qin Shi looked at her cuteness, so she gave her such a pet name.

He Wenzhan, who was putting on shoes by the bed, also smiled and said, "Hey, little bell is crying? Let me see." He walked over with his shoes on, bowed and pinched Lin Lang's face, and picked up the dressing table. Rouge said to Qin: "The color is good." Looking down, the couple looked at each other and smiled.

Lin Lang looked at this inadvertent warmth, and couldn't help laughing through tears, giving birth to a kind of happiness that was broken and complete again.

At this moment, the parents had just reconciled, and the woman hadn't come yet, so there was still time for everything... She looked up, and the man in front of her was clear and elegant, with a jade-like temperament. I couldn't imagine what it would be like for him to commit suicide in prison.Lin Lang thought about the fragmentation of her previous life, her nose was sore and her heart felt uncomfortable, so she couldn't help hugging Qin Shi tightly.

"What's wrong with this child?" Sensing her abnormality, Qin wanted to hold her face up to have a look.

Lin Lang buried her head in her arms, unceremoniously wiped her tears on her new clothes, and said in a muffled voice after a while: "I'm having a nightmare."

(End of this chapter)