It took Lin Yuan half an hour to clarify most of the situation in the Lin Mansion from Xiangyue's mouth, and then quietly for half an hour before accepting the fact that she was reborn into ancient times - the fourth lady of the Lin Mansion fell into the well, but it was she who could be fished back from the well, Lin Yuan who had crossed over from modern times.

Lin Yuan took out the little hand in the quilt and looked at it, it was delicate and white, much better than her original hand.

It's just that this hand is too small, and this body is only eight years old.

Fortunately, because of the old lady's noise, Lin Guangcheng, the biological father of the four young ladies, went to the upper courtyard, otherwise he would have to show his stuffing. But before I woke up, I made the whole family jump, no wonder the old lady called the little broom star!

Lin Yuan thought self-deprecatingly, and inexplicably bent the corners of his mouth and laughed, laughing and laughing, tears dripping down his cheeks.

Before and after rebirth, it is a veritable broom star!

It's all broom stars that the family can't wait to get rid of!

Tears blurred the sight in front of him, making what was already a dream even more unreal.

Lin Yuan thought, could it be because of suicide that God refused to accept her, so she had no way to reincarnate, and could only be disliked by her relatives again?

Thinking about it like this, Lin Yuan felt that his whole body was cold, and the idea of wanting to live again seemed to be less intense.

In the nightmare of the gangsters, for some reason, Lin Yuan fell asleep again. This sleep is day and night, even if you wake up, your body seems to be without moving, and you only occasionally open your eyes and look at the dream-like surroundings like a flower in the fog.

Between half dreaming and waking up, Lin Yuan only felt that someone had been feeding her the outrageously bitter medicinal soup, and there were a pair of eyes, full of bloodshots, always looking at her with sadness and worry.

However, none of this mattered, but Lin Yuan's ears kept ringing as if it was a soul-like whisper-

"Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan......"

This made Lin Yuan irritable and wanted to wave his arms to drive away.

But the body couldn't do the instructions in his head at all, like a nightmare, Lin Yuan couldn't try several times. Then, the thought of interrupting the soul voice occupied all of Lin Yuan's mind.

She struggled to move, and again and again, at last, in the night, after three days of sleep, she sat up with her arms waved and menacing.

"Shut up!"

Xianghe, who was napping at night, woke up suddenly, and looked at Lin Yuan blankly speechless.

After Lin Yuan screamed, the screaming sound that filled her head finally stopped, and she relaxed before she felt her throat dry up, looked at Xianghe, and remembered that this was the fourth lady's maid.

"Please give me a glass of water."

Xianghe subconsciously went to pour water, and as soon as he picked up the teapot in his hand, he realized something, and turned around, with tears in his eyes.

"Miss, you're finally awake!" Originally, the doctor said that the young lady was greatly stimulated, and she was afraid that she would be so stupid and comatose all her life, and she couldn't wake up!

Lin Yuan was stunned, and nodded slightly uncomfortably.

Xianghe has always been neat, and after the surprise, he took hot water.

Lin Yuan's gaze followed Xianghe.

"Don't make tea, it's too bitter."

Xianghe paused, then put down the teacan.

Lin Yuan took the water cup, it was neither hot nor cold, and it was poured down in one go, and her throat was much more comfortable. She breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Xianghe.

"Thank you."

Xianghe was flattered and dodged, and looked at Lin Yuan very suspiciously.

Lin Yuan understood something at once, and waved his hand.

Xianghe was puzzled, but she was more concerned about Lin Yuan's body.

"Is there anything uncomfortable about Miss, do you want to ask a doctor?"

Lin Yuan hooked the corners of her lips, "It's already uncomfortable for me to wake up, wouldn't it be even more annoying to toss again." ”

Xianghe was silent, thought about it, but still raised his head and said softly, "It's also late at night, so the slave maid will go get some rice porridge and then go and tell the second master?" ”

"Second master?" Lin Yuan asked herself in a low voice, remembering who it was before replying, "Forget it." ”

This fourth lady is much luckier than her, and she has parents who love her.

What she saw when she opened her eyes occasionally was still fresh in her memory of those bloodshot eyes.

In the face of the father who loves his daughter so much, she will be a little twisted when she occupies the body of the deity.

It was very quiet, and Xianghe heard Lin Yuan's self-talk, and the tone of the rhetorical question made her think that Lin Yuan had misunderstood something.

"The second master is worried about Miss, if it weren't for the difference between men and women, the second master would be in our courtyard."

Seeing that Xianghe said eagerly, Lin Yuan shook his head gently.

"I know." After a pause, she continued in a slow tone, "It's too late, I don't want to toss...... Father. As she spoke, she interrupted Xianghe and continued to ask, "I'm hungry." ”

Xianghe looked at Lin Yuan suspiciously, but he was no longer entangled, "Miss has been eating rice porridge these days, and it has been hot, so the slave will bring it." With that, she lifted the curtain and went straight to the kitchen.

Lin Yuan looked at the shaking door curtain and was a little distracted.

Xianghe, who was supposed to come back soon, went to a tea time, and the hot rice porridge smoked her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yuan took the bowl handed by Xianghe, and when she got closer, she found that this little girl had obviously cried.

Xianghe lowered her head.

"The mother-in-law who was on night duty in the small kitchen was replaced by Mrs. Feng." She replied in a low voice. She also knew that she shouldn't have said these things to the young lady, but the old lady had gone too far these days, and she couldn't help complaining.

Lin Yuan was stunned.

"Mrs. Feng? What's wrong? ”

Xianghe was stunned, a little incredulous, she felt that she had made it clear enough. Mrs. Feng is a distant relative of Mama Li, relying on Mama Li to take care of herself as an errand in the old lady's yard, the old lady has always disliked the second wife, and even Mrs. Feng dared to rely on the fact that she was disrespectful to the second wife because she was a person in the old lady's courtyard, and was later taught a hard lesson by the second wife.

Now that Mrs. Feng is on duty in the small kitchen, how can she keep hot rice porridge?

Is it difficult for Miss to remember?

All of a sudden, Xianghe thought of one thing, and Xiangyue said that the young lady asked her many strange things.

Xianghe's face turned pale.

"Miss, you really don't remember anything?"

Lin Yuan frowned slightly.

"I don't even remember." She replied, pausing in a somewhat confused tone, "But I remember my father. ”

She didn't know why she called out "Dad" so naturally.

Hearing this, Xianghe's face turned even paler, but she was secretly glad that she was lucky, and she whispered tentatively, "What about Mrs." Do you remember, Miss? ”

Suddenly, a sadness welled up from the bottom of Lin Yuan's heart, a liquid so thick that it seemed to be indissolvable, instantly submerging her whole person.

"Mother? Mother ......" she murmured softly, tears involuntarily blurred her eyes, and her already pale little face faded with blood.

Xianghe was frightened, and she regretted why she mentioned her wife, which made the young lady who was not well even more sad.

"Miss, miss." She hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded, "Don't cry, if my wife sees you like this, she won't be sad." ”

However, Lin Yuan's tears fell more and more, and she looked at Xianghe woodly.

"She was killed." She said dumbfounded.

Xianghe's heart skipped a beat, and Rao was usually thoughtful, and she didn't dare to think about it at this time.

"Really, I saw it."

However, Lin Yuan forced Xianghe to think more.

Regardless of the humility of the master and servant, Xianghe stepped forward and grabbed Lin Yuan's shoulder, her lips trembled and she desperately lowered her volume, "Miss, the sky will soon dawn, wait for the second master to come over!" ”