Chapter 8: A New Identity
(Girls' Literature)
"Night away. How did you end up here. I looked at the woman in front of me. The plain face is no longer as enchanting as before. There is a kind of innocence of a small jasper.
The woman looked inexplicable. She struggled to break away from my grip on her. said coldly: "I'm afraid the girl has recognized the wrong person." I'm not a night away. "Finished. He glared at me again. Hold what you have in your hand and continue to run.
Her anxious look is exactly the same as the night I know. How could he be mistaken? To confirm my suspicions. I followed her all the way. Until I saw her step into an earthen walled courtyard. I stopped.
It's a very ordinary farmhouse. This yard is not very big. There are three small rooms on the east and west sides of the courtyard. There are also some coarse grains drying in the yard. There is a deep well on the left side of the courtyard. It seems that the family's water supply is usually solved by this well.
Just as I was looking. She looked up and saw me. I was stunned for a moment. Then he turned his head and whispered to the woman, "Mother." Wait for me here for a moment. I have something to deal with. ā
The woman nodded slightly. When Yeyao helped her into another room. It was a while before she reappeared in front of me.
"Why did you come along? I know it's wrong for me to hit you. But I've already apologized to you. Why are you still so unrelenting? Ye Yao rolled her eyes at me dissatisfied. The tone hardened.
"Iā" I opened my mouth. I didn't know what to say for a while. I looked down and thought about it for a moment. "You really don't remember me. ā
Ye Yao circled me twice. I thought about it very seriously again. Only then did he shake his head and said, "I really haven't seen you." ā
But I really know you. I said silently. I stared at her and didn't speak. The girl's literary brain is racing fast to figure out how to get her back to memory. She was the first to speak: "If the girl is fine, please go back." I still have to cook for my mother. ā
Seeing that she gave an eviction order. I don't want to linger any longer. I can only say goodbye briefly. As I was about to leave the door, I heard her mutter, "What a weirdo." ā
When I went back, I couldn't figure out why she didn't know me. Girls' literature is updated for the first time I remember the moment before falling off the cliff. I obviously asked Xiao Ziling to let her go. Could it be because Xiao Ziling reversed course after I fell off the cliff. Did you do anything I don't know. I think the answer to all of this is only one person who can answer me.
When I returned to the base to find Zhang Qian. He was inspecting a new batch of newly created slaves. I glanced at the group of "humans" standing in front of me, all wet. A very uncomfortable shiver rises suddenly.
When he's done with everything. He slowly played with the jade ball in his hand and asked me what was wrong. I told him everything I saw and heard in Baicang Village today. Finally, he asked, "Tell me." Did Ye Yao encounter something? ā
Zhang Qian was silent for a while after listening to my narration. "I washed away her memory," he said. Don't you think she's better off after her amnesia than she was before she lost her memory? ā
ć Ye Yao had been living in darkness all the time. Even if a loved one is found. But they still became mortal enemies because of their different positions. Although Zhang Qian's practice is contrary to human ethics. But it was undoubtedly a relief for Ye Yao. As long as she's happy.
"Since that's the case. Then why did you bring her to Baicang Village? ā
"Because I'm going to let her go into the palace with you." Zhang Qian smiled and handed me something. I opened it and took a look. Inside is a notice about the draft.ćć When I finished reading the last word. His voice sounded again: "Count the days." It's time for you to go down the mountain, too. ā
Afterwards. All I remember is his arm shaking in front of me. The world began to blur in front of you. Then I became what I see in the mirror now.
The complexion is a little fairer than before. The facial features are also softer than before. Even the lines of the face have turned into goose eggs. It's really different from the previous appearance.ćć But she is a real beauty.
"From today. Your identity is the daughter of Chu Lin, the richest man in Qiyue. The eldest lady of the Chu family. Chu Xinyuan. He looked at me triumphantly. Clapped his hands again. I saw two women walk in through the door. One is Ye Yao. I saw that she politely asked me for a double peace. Gently called me: "I've seen Miss." ā
And the other one I haven't seen before.
"Miss." She whispered to me. The voice immediately made me identify her. Zhang Qian pointed at them and said, "From now on." You're right next to Miss. What Miss means is what I mean. Do you understand. ā
"Yes." Ye Yao and Han Xiao nodded at the same time. Then he stood behind me. I saw that Ye Yao was no longer the character I had seen before. immediately understood what she must have been done by Zhang Qian again. Although there are many grievances. But it can only be accepted.
That night, we embarked on a journey to the capital. After ten days and ten nights of travel. The familiar scene of prosperity was presented to me again.
I'm familiar with every street here. Thinking about the previous life has been stored in the long river of memories like a dream. Now I see every grass and tree here. I felt a lot of emotion.
The creaking carriage runs on the flat bluestone road. After a few streets around. Finally stopped. Lift the curtains. There was already a man who looked like a house slave arching his back and stretching out his hand.
I grabbed him by the arm and jumped out of the carriage. The glare of the sun made me a little dazzled. Look around. It's a secluded alley. The stone wall on the right depicts a lifelike dragon and phoenix playing with pearls. On the door plaque on the left, there are two glittering golden characters "Chu Mansion".
"Yuanyuan. You're finally back. "I had just taken two steps under the guidance of a house slave. I saw a black-haired woman hiding her face and weeping with the support of the maid.
She let go of the hand that was on the maid's wrist. He hugged me tightly. Her ears were filled with her countless crying: "Yuanyuan." It's not good to be a mother. You shouldn't have been left alone in Shiyun Nunnery for so many years. Let you be wronged. ā
That's when I learned that the young lady from the original family was probably sent to the nunnery for some unknown reason. It's a pity that the person standing in front of her now is not her real daughter.
Maybe it's because I didn't speak. The woman looked up. There was a hint of nervousness in his teary eyes. Her lips trembled. Her hands trembled: "Yuanyuan." Are you blaming your mother? ā
"I... Mother... I finally managed to spit out these two words. But the woman was very happy. I have long held back my tears. One of them should bear it to me.