Reborn and Married My Late Husband’s Older Brother
Every night at 10 p.m., a new chapter is released. When she was sixteen, Ying Shi’s childhood fiancé fell in battle. Wiping away her tears, she clutched his memorial tablet and married into the Liang
This winter was exceptionally cold.
Frost and snow had broken half a pine tree, and through the open crack of the window, chilly winds brought flurries of snow inside in bursts.
Yingshi pushed the window open with all her might, leaning out eagerly, longing to see farther.
“My lady!”
Hastened footsteps sounded behind her.
Chunlan returned carrying medicine, and upon seeing Yingshi with the window wide open, she rushed over in a few steps and slammed it shut with a loud bang.
“It’s freezing outside! You’re being reckless again!”
Chunlan glanced around; the empty room was devoid of a single soul. She could not help but mutter under her breath, “Where are those two maids? Both ungrateful, eating our bread but serving the front court for reward money!”
To leave the ailing lady alone in her chamber!
Realizing she had said too much, Chunlan hastily stopped herself, but Yingshi had already turned, her clear and lucid gaze falling upon her.
In those tranquil eyes, it seemed nothing could be hidden.
These days, Yingshi slept more than she was awake, but her mind had not yet clouded. The drums and gongs outside, the maidservants scurrying to the front court for rewards—she had heard enough to guess what was happening.
Recalling the day two months ago when Madam Fu arrived, her belly already high and round—what was there left to misunderstand?
In that instant, emotions already decayed to the core, sorrow and pain surged through her again, relentless as ever.
She felt nauseated, as if her very blood