Chapter 2: Rebirth
So painful! So hot! How uncomfortable!
It turns out that death is such a torment. Nangong Yue tossed and turned. She felt as if her body was being tormented, as if she was about to burn up.
She gasped hard, almost breathless. At this moment, the fire suddenly went out, and then it became colder and colder. It seemed that she was covered in the ice of ten thousand years. For a moment, it burned again, sometimes cold and sometimes hot. She shivered like leaves in the cold wind...
."Hmm..."
She tried to make a sound, but found that her body suddenly fell from the air, down, down... Then, with a heavyweight, she opened her eyes subconsciously.
In the end she saw above her pink square tent embroidered with delicate small plum blossoms. It seems a little familiar.
What she can be sure of is that this is not the cold palace she has been in for eight years.
She can't help looking around. This is a lady's boudoir, decorated with a warm and elegant pink style. On the mahogany dressing table, there is a jewelry box carved with plum blossom in red lacquer and a bronze mirror with chestnut on it. The bright sun shines through the window pasted with Gaoli paper, casting a large orange light, which makes it quiet and warm.
There seems to be something wrong...
She frowned slightly and her scalp was tense for an instant. Only felt a splitting headache. She subconsciously raised her hand to rub her forehead, but found that her palm was much smaller with a trace of baby fat, white and tender.
She's dreaming...
"Squeak -", the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
The visitor walked slowly with the light on her back. She was wearing a blue cotton padded jacket and a turquoise embroidered skirt. Her face was not clear because of the back-light. However, the familiar outline and body shape made Nangong Yue's pupils shrink. She couldn't believe it.
Is it ...
"Miss Third, you finally wake up. Nanny has brought the medicine. Drink it while it is hot." The visitor said happily, and gave the wooden plate with the medicine bowl to the little servant girl behind her. Then she quickly stepped forward to sit on the edge of bed, and bent over to help Nangong Yue.
Nangong Yue's eyes were fixed on the other person and she would not move at all. She saw that the visitor was only in her early thirties. Her round face was extremely kind. A pair of dark eyes looked at her with concern, which showed the joy that could not be concealed.
Familiar voice, young face, that gentle breath have not changed, in memory, vaguely rippling all the past,as unreal as a dream.
An Niang way of calling nanny[1], is it really An Niang?
" Na.... nanny?" Nangong Yue called cautiously. Her voice was trembling with her own unconsciousness. She was afraid that if she was too loud, her dream would be broken and everything would drift away, which would be more painful.
"Miss Third, is there something wrong? Don't be afraid. Nanny is here.” An Niang gently supported Nangong Yue, worried for a long time, and then reached out to explore her forehead.
An Niang's hands are warm, just like before. Even though the thin cocoon is made by her work, it is so real and warm that it reaches the bottom of her heart.
"I, I..." Nangong Yue puts one hand on An Niang's left arm. She is at a loss. She wants to embrace each other, but also feared that the next second dream would be shattered. Obviously, She was still desperate to die in the cold palace at the last moment. But now wakes up and turns back to her childhood appearance. Is she dreaming? Where on earth is her dream?
"Miss Third, don't be afraid. When you drink the medicine, you will be well." An Niang caresses Nangong Yue's hair with loving eyes. After a while, her other hand waves to the little girl beside her and signals the other party to bring the medicine.
An Niang's sincere concern injected a warm current into Nangong Yue’s cold heart. An Niang, it's really An Niang! From childhood to adulthood, An Niang followed her faithfully, from getting married, into the palace and later to the cold palace where she was imprisoned... In her mind flashed through the scenes of the past. After the emperor died, the crown prince ascended the throne. She was once glorious, but in an instant fell to the bottom of the valley and abandoned in the cold palace. But even so, Bai Muxiao was still unwilling. She repeatedly came to the cold palace to humiliate her and torture her... She will never forget that in order to protect her, An Niang finally gave her life...
Nangong Yue, with teary eyes, threw herself into An Niang's arms with excitement.
"Nanny, wuwu, Nanny..." Whether it is a dream or a reality, what Nangong Yue needs now is a vent. She has been alone for too long.
Nangong Yue choked wildly, her face was close to An Niang's neck and her fingers clutched her chest's clothes tightly. Tears poured down.
An Niang was shocked by her sudden action. She embraced Nangong Yue and patted her on the back, which was a conciliation.
After a while, Nangong Yue calmed down a little. Suddenly she found that the feeling of the skin close to each other was so real, and An Niang's breath was so warm and familiar that she was closely surrounded by it.
Is it true that..
She pinched her face hard, and a sharp pain almost made her cry out.
But she laughed, tears rolling with laughter.
She is not dreaming, she is alive. She actually came back!
Is she fated not to die? Or God has eyes, or Or her last life's resentment is too heavy, will let her live another life as Nangong Yue!
Tears kept pouring out and Nangong Yue's heart was in disorder.
Everything that happened in his last life seemed like a nightmare. When she thought about it, it was like being gouged out of her heart. After eight years of forbearance, she finally got revenge. she didn't expect to open my eyes again and become her childhood self. How lucky!
Her family, her most important people are still alive,and fate has given her the chance to save everything, which is enough!
After crying for a while, Nangong Yue finally calmed down. While drying her tears, she asked in a hurry: "Nanny, where is my mother?" As for the address mother, which is already a little strange, she calls it cautiously, a little unfamiliar, more treasure. And finally reborn. In this, She is bound to keep the determination of all those who cherish it!
"Second Furen[2], she..." An Niang stopped and sighed, "She is in Rongan tang[3]. The second Furen was worried about the Miss third's illness and asked for xuanhuang Linglong ginseng from the old Furen. " Rong'an tang is the courtyard where old Furen Su Shi[4] lives.
Xuanhuang Linglong ginseng…. Nangong Yue's face suddenly changed dramatically and his pupils shrank. Is she back to the age of nine?
She suddenly raised her head from An Niang's arms. She did not care to wipe away her tears. She asked in a hurry: "nanny, what day is it today?"
An Niang was stunned for a moment. She thought that Nangong Yue was ill and confused, and then replied: "Today is Wuzi day[5]."
Wuzi day?! Nangong Yue's face turned white, and she asked in a hurry, "Is it Wuzi day of Jiawu month?" Said, she opened the quilt to want to get up, but felt soft all over, just such a simple action, let her breathless.
"It's Wuzi day of Jiawu month" An Niang quickly pressed Nangong Yue and tried to stop her from getting out of bed. "Miss Third, you are still sick, lie down quickly."
FootNotes:
[1]way of calling wet nurse also old female servant.
[2]legal wife.
[3]Tang- usually main courtyard.
[4] surname of married woman.
[5]solar calendar system of chinese.
