Rebirth of the First Class

Chapter 1 Wither (1)
Dragon City.

Weifu, Linglong Pavilion.

The courtyard is deep in spring, and the moon is as bright as water.The scent of flowers sneaks into the room with the wind, diluting the strong smell of herbs.

Wei Xizhao woke up leisurely, not knowing how long he had been asleep.

Candles flickered indoors.Shen Xing stood by the bed, looking at his toes, with a sad expression on his face.

The room was silent.

Since the beginning of last winter, I have been lingering on the sick bed, with ups and downs, and it has continued to this day.The only one who accompanied her and guarded her every day was Shen Xing, a maid.The rest of the servants have long since disappeared.

"Shen Xing, help me up." Her voice was hoarse and extremely weak.

"Miss, are you awake?" Shen Xing lost his voice, and then smiled joyfully, "Miss' complexion looks much better."

Wei Xizhao forced a smile, "Help me wash and change clothes, I want pink ones." She knew that her time limit had come, and she might not be able to last long.

Shen Xing responded and went to find the pink dress, looking at the old and damaged clothes, he was full of dissatisfaction.The young lady is clearly the eldest daughter of the Wei Mansion, but she doesn't even have a decent piece of clothing.

The madam has never been harsh on the young lady's food and clothing expenses, but soon after entering the door, she began to have an abortion and give birth, and left the internal affairs to the aunt to take care of it. I am afraid that the monthly bills and expenses sent here will be deducted by the aunt up.The young lady has a temperament that doesn't bother to care about anything, once she comes and goes, this place becomes a place where people are belittled.

Even if Madam knew all this, she probably just smiled indifferently.After all, she is the stepmother, so how could she care about Miss's situation?
When will this kind of day come to an end?Shen Xing sighed in his heart, turned back to the bed, helped Wei Xizhao change his clothes, and helped her to the dressing table.

Shen Xing asked courteously: "Miss, what would you like to eat? Would this servant make you a bowl of red dates and lotus seed porridge later?"

"No need." Wei Xizhao shook his head lightly, and looked at himself in the mirror under the dim light.The melon seed face became thinner, without a trace of blood, and raised his hand to touch his cheek, and saw that his hand was as thin as a stick.

Like a dying flower that is about to wither.Who would take pity on such a self?

"Miss..." Shen Xing looked at the big black hair on the wooden comb, choked up and said, "Tomorrow, you can go to the madam's room, the treatment is important. You have to use century-old ginseng as medicine for your illness, but why? My aunt is vicious, she colluded with the doctor and pretended to be a good one, and she has stopped you for a long time."

Wei Xizhao's voice was bitter: "If I can wait until tomorrow...I'll go. No matter how bad it is, I should beg you for favors, and don't let you go the old way of Luoyue."

Hearing this, Shen Xing was stunned for a moment, then realized something, and his face turned sad.Turning to wipe away the tears on his face, he endured the grief and continued to help Wei Xizhao with his makeup.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Yes, did he come to see me?" Wei Xizhao stood up slowly, with a light of surprise in his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.

how could be?At the beginning of winter last year, he said to her: "Although I admire your appearance, I can't lose my life for it. I want to marry someone else."

It was because of his words that she became depressed.

But if it wasn't for him, who else would step into her room?The wealthy family is actually the most ruthless. Since she became seriously ill, no one has come to visit her.The members of the Wei family all forgot about her.

Shen Xing walked quickly to the door of the dormitory, and said with a surprise smile: "Miss, it's really Mr. Mo! Look!" As he spoke, he stepped aside and bowed to the visitor.

"Xi Zhao, are you feeling better?"

Following this voice, Mo Zhaoyan appeared inside the door.Tall and straight, with sky blue and brocade robes, elegant and handsome.

Wei Xizhao's eyes were blank, and he paused every word: "You came to see me."

Mo Zhaoyan approached Wei Xizhao, "You are weak, sit down and talk."

"Mr. Mo, why haven't you shown up for so long? But you're going out? It's good if you come, and our lady will be saved." Shen Xing talked like peas in a bamboo tube, and went to the outer door, "Servant, go Make tea, my lord, wait a moment."

Wei Xizhao stared blankly at Mo Zhaoyan, "Didn't you say that you are going to get married this year?"

Mo Zhaoyan looked away guiltily, "Yes, I want to marry a wife."

"When is the auspicious day?" Wei Xizhao tried his best to smile, "I'm afraid I won't be able to drink your wedding wine." She thought, maybe it's because she has been sad for too long, and she is used to the feeling of heartbreak.

Mo Zhaoyan shook the lacquer gold silk bamboo fan in his hand, his eyes wandered around the room, and he didn't look at Wei Xizhao alone, "What I owe you in this life, I will repay you in the next life." Speaking of this, Wei Xizhao froze. Xi Zhao glanced at him, "I will not fail you in the next life."

"So, who do you want to marry in this life? Which lady is so lucky?" This is what Wei Xizhao has always wanted to know but was afraid to know.He was afraid that the woman he would marry would not be as good as himself, and he was also afraid that the woman he would marry would be better than himself.

"Yes..." Mo Zhaoyan hesitated for a moment, "It's Xi Yun."

"What? What did you say?" Wei Xizhao was surprised.He can marry anyone, but he should not have anything to do with any lady in this house.Wei Xiyun is her sister, how could he humiliate her like this?

"I want to marry Xiyun, I must marry her." Having told the cruelest truth, Mo Zhaoyan's eyes no longer flickered, and his tone no longer hesitated.

"If you want to marry Xiyun, you must marry her." Wei Xizhao repeated his words, looked at him stupidly, his body softened, and he fell down on the chair.

"Xi Zhao..." Mo Zhaoyan approached her.

At the same time, there was the sound of a tea cup falling to the ground at the door, and Shen Xing looked at Mo Zhaoyan with a frozen expression.

"Stay away from me! Disgusting!" Wei Xizhao tried his best to spit out these words, his heart was so congested and his body trembled.

"Xi Zhao," Mo Zhaoyan paused, and defended himself, "I have no other choice. I didn't intend to hurt you. I have my reasons..."

"When did you and my concubine get married?" He hated so much in his heart, but he didn't cry. Wei Xizhao wanted to ask him many questions, but what he said was the least important.

Mo Zhaoyan's eyes flickered again, "Wait for you...wait for you..." The words were so vicious that it was hard to say.

(End of this chapter)