After rebirth, my wife just wants to be a widow

On the day she left the palace, Shen Ruoyan felt a little reluctant to see the palace maids busy packing her bags. She had become accustomed to their company these days, so she was inevitably a little sad to have to leave suddenly.

The little palace maid saw the little girl's low mood and asked with a smile: "Little master, you are going home today, why are you still looking sad?"

Shen Ruoyan squeezed out a smile and looked around. She felt as if she had left something very important and had not taken it with her. Just as she was about to ask, a high-pitched voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, please~"

Shen Ruoyan turned around and looked over, only to see a strange father-in-law standing outside the door.

Seeing Shen Ruoyan looking over, the father-in-law said with a smile and a pair of eyebrows: "Please, young master, please go to the Nourishing Heart Hall with this old slave."

Shen Ruoyan thought about the strange emperor that day, and for some reason he chose to announce her to him when he was about to leave the palace, and her heart trembled.

Following the strange father-in-law to a splendid palace, the father-in-law asked respectfully outside the door, then opened the door and motioned for Shen Ruoyan to go in alone.

Crossing the threshold with some effort, the empty palace was so quiet that it was a bit depressing. The emperor was sitting behind the case, sketching something on the paper with a pen. Shen Ruoyan knelt down and bowed politely, but the emperor didn't seem to see it. She generally continued to focus on the painting in her hand.

Shen Ruoyan did not dare to get up and knelt down obediently. Only when her knees became numb did the emperor put down his pen and carefully raised a scroll.

"This is my Concubine Chen." Compared to the hoarse voice last time, the emperor's voice today was rich and full of pressure, carrying the pressure of a superior.

Shen Ruoyan raised her head carefully and saw a very beautiful woman in the painting.

She frowned, her head buzzed, and she could only hear the powerful beating of her heart.

After a while, Shen Ruoyan calmed down, but she didn't listen to the emperor's continued words. She could only continue to kneel on the ground, wondering what the emperor meant?

The woman in the painting is extremely beautiful, but he is not a man, so there is no need for the emperor to show off his beauty to himself.

Could it be that what the emperor wanted to hear was flattery to praise his painting skills?

But I am just a yellow-haired girl, so I am not qualified to comment on the emperor's paintings.

There was silence like this for a long time, and suddenly the emperor sighed. Just when the hair on Shen Ruoyan's body stood up, thinking that the emperor was not satisfied with her performance, the man's thin lips lightly opened: "Forget it, little girl, let's go."

Shen Ruoyan bowed seriously again and walked out, dragging her legs that were sore from kneeling.

Because she was delayed, her luggage had already been moved to the carriage, and she walked step by step through the long palace passage. The huge palace door was slowly pushed open.

With a "squeak" sound, the bustle outside the door was in sharp contrast to the silence inside the palace.

For some reason, Shen Ruoyan suddenly remembered the Concubine Chen in the emperor's painting, and inexplicably felt that she should hold her hand and walk out together at this moment.

"Little Master, I will send you here." The little palace maid smiled and hugged Shen Ruoyan.

Shen Ruoyan hurriedly pulled out a beaded flower on her head and stuffed it into her hand, "Thank you for taking care of me, sister."

The little palace maid still wanted to evade, but Shen Ruoyan quickly added, "Just leave it in my thoughts. I don't know if we will see each other again in the future."

After bidding farewell to her sister in the palace with tears, the door behind her was slowly closed. The sounds outside the car window gradually became noisy. The carriage drove to the door of Shangshu Mansion. Shen Ruoyan opened the curtain and looked at the door of the prestigious house. She suddenly felt a little timid, and then Turning his gaze downward, his eyes fell on the people waiting at the door.

After not seeing each other for a few years, my father began to grow a long beard, my mother's face showed a bit of vicissitudes of life, and my brother no longer looked the childish one he remembered, with some grayish blue appearing on his chin.

They were all his closest relatives, but Shen Ruoyan felt a little strange.

Until Shen Ruochuan couldn't hold himself any longer, hugging his sister whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he burst into tears and muttered: "Yan'er, my little Yan'er, you are finally back, brother misses you so much!"

He was in the stage of voice change, and his voice was already a bit awkward, and he couldn't control it when he sobbed. It sounded like a duck quacking, and Shen Ruoyan's sad mood was diluted a lot.

Before she could struggle out of her brother's arms, her father and mother could not restrain themselves and rushed over to surround them. The family huddled together and cried bitterly.

Perhaps because they want to make up for the shortcomings of the past few years, everyone in the Shangshu Mansion is very kind to Shen Ruoyan. She is really to the point where she is afraid of falling if she holds it in the palm of her hand, and is afraid of melting when she holds it in her mouth. With the saturation of the whole family Under the love of his wife, Shen Ruoyan gradually returned to her former cheerful temperament.

But whenever someone calls her "Yan'er", she can't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

The little girl held her mother's hand and asked softly: "Mom, can you not call me Yan'er from now on?"

Mrs. Shen was confused, wondering why her daughter suddenly wanted to change her name, but she followed her precious daughter's wishes and said, "Okay, how about my mother calling you Ayan from now on?"

Shen Ruoyan nodded thoughtfully, a few blurry images flashed through her mind, and then everything was empty again.

The little girl stood on tiptoes and tried her best to look in the direction of the palace. She felt as if she had forgotten a very precious treasure somewhere, but she couldn't remember what it was.

The past gradually faded away. In the secret room, Shen Ruoyan and the old pavilion master opened their eyes at the same time, both of them with tears in their eyes.

Shen Ruoyan wiped the tears on her face haphazardly, but the tears that kept rising in her eyes immediately made her cheeks wet again.

The fairy sister is actually Lu Yan’s mother.

I actually met Lu Yan's mother when I was a child and lived with her for a long time. What a wonderful fate.

Shen Ruoyan remembered that her mother had said before, "Ayan, ahyan, your names are so similar."

It turns out that someone said the same thing a long time ago.

But when she thought of the fire, Shen Ruoyan's heart was full of distress and annoyance. If she had still been with the fairy sister at that time, would she have been able to get out of the small hole in the palace wall and call for help when the fire first broke out? So save the fairy sister?

But the fairy sister was trapped there, and one more day would be a kind of torture. She sent herself away cruelly, thinking that she was ready to die.

Shen Ruoyan was sitting on the futon, crying and laughing, when the old pavilion master suddenly stood up, walked to Shen Ruoyan, and knelt on the ground.

Before Shen Ruoyan could react, the old man kowtowed to her, "Good boy, thank you for accompanying Chen'er through the most painful time!"

Shen Ruoyan quickly helped the old pavilion master up and shook her head vigorously. During the time she was with Sister Fairy, she was still an ignorant child and had no idea of ​​Sister Fairy's situation at that time. She only felt that she was very happy to be with her.