Going through the Red Mansions quickly means going against the system.

"Oh, that's great! If I had known it was so effective, I would have come a long time ago."

Yuanyang comforted Feng with a smile. She didn't believe she had this ability, she thought it was just a coincidence.

"In this case, sister Yinglian should eat more!"

Yuanyang said, placing a bowl of meat porridge in front of Yinglian. Seeing that there was no physical disgust or disgust in her expression, she smiled more relaxedly.

Ever since Mrs. Feng brought Yinglian to recognize the Zhen family, life at home has become easier.

Originally, her father had occupied her family's land, money and grain, and gave her some low-yielding thin fields. Zhen Shiyin fell ill because he couldn't swallow the bad breath.

When she could only rely on her father to survive, she never dared to complain. It wasn't until this time that the Zhen family sponsored money and sent a steward to help, that Feng became a wealthy female landowner.

She was a strong mother, and when she saw that her daughter had finally been found, she was afraid that she would suffer even the slightest bit. Therefore, when Feng Su started crying and resorting to tricks, he didn't show mercy at all.

"Hey! I'll eat it!"

Yinglian's naive smile made her fall in love again. Mrs. Feng wanted to feed her herself, but when she saw that her daughter was already eating obediently, she chanted Buddha's name in her heart.

Both Feng and Mrs. Feng were afraid that Yinglian would suffer from hunger and satiation, so they asked her to eat half a bowl and then stop.

After finishing her meal, Yinglian half-closed her eyes. She wanted to talk to Yuanyang, but she couldn't resist her physical weakness.

Feng became nervous immediately, fearing that what he had just done was a reflection of his past. She was panicked for a moment, but she didn't dare to cry loudly. She bit her hands and didn't know what to do.

"Yinglian, Yinglian. We just had dinner, let's go shopping, okay?"

Yuanyang only felt that Yinglian was short-tempered, but he really couldn't tell what her condition was.

However, she was used to taking care of old ladies, and she often saw Jia's mother not feeling well after eating, so she helped Yinglian and told her to stand up.

A person's vitality is at its strongest when he is young. By the time you don't sleep well at night and eat too much, you are probably middle-aged or older.

Sleeping too much during the day can also damage your vitality. Yuanyang saw that Yinglian's vitality was severely damaged, and said nothing to let her fall asleep immediately.

"Get up and take a walk. This is your home after all. I just came here. Why don't you introduce me to it?"

"Ah...ah! Let me introduce, I'm awake!"

Yinglian opened her eyes hard and smiled softly.

"Sister Yuanyang, come with me and I will show you my home."

Yuanyang nodded and helped Yinglian walk with the little maid. Under the sun, Yinglian felt better.

"It's so warm. It's a little cold in the house. Let's walk along the sun."

Yuanyang saw that she was doing well in the sun and hurriedly took Yinglian's hand and walked to the grass. He looked back at Feng with a comforting look and told her to continue eating.

"My godmother just visited us two sisters. It's better to have a good meal. After we finish walking around, I will bring sister Yinglian to you."

"No hurry, no hurry."

Feng didn't dare to tease her daughter before, but now that she saw that Yuanyang's methods were much better than her cautious approach, she safely left her to Yuanyang's care.

She thought that there happened to be a few famous sisters-in-law and monks that she had not invited to visit her home, and now she could take the opportunity to meet them.

Under the sun, Yinglian's condition is getting better and better. Under the sunlight, there seemed to be black smoke rising up into the sky.

Yuanyang watched carefully and was sure that Yinglian was on the right track. However, she did not have the manpower in this area in Jiangnan, so when Yinglian was not paying attention, she quickly ordered someone to help Lord Tuolin ask.

She also looked at Lin Ruhai as a local snake.

"Hey, why don't you see Brother Jiang Ming?"

Xiao walked around and looked at the flowers and trees in the garden. Yuanyang then found a veranda and asked Yinglian to rest. However, there is still a problem, so I want to talk to Yinglian more.

"Brother Jiang Ming didn't come back after sending a letter to Master Lin."

As soon as Yinglian sat down, she began to feel confused again, "I still want to ask, sister has never seen him at Mr. Lin's place?"

"Didn't he come back early?"

Yuanyang originally guessed that Jiang Ming went to find a doctor or Taoist priest for Yinglian, but now he heard such an unexpected answer. He immediately guessed that something happened to Jiang Ming on the road.

But Yinglian was like this, and she didn't dare to say it out loud to worry Yinglian. I could only pretend to be nonchalant and smile:

"I have met him a few times, and I heard that Mr. Lin is very optimistic about him. But I have a lot of things to do, so I don't see him much. I thought he was back in Gusu."

"That's good. Mom said he had sent a few letters before, but there has been no news in the past month. When you say that, I understand. I'm afraid Master Lin is using him!"

Yinglian smiled, but her smile was a bit dreamy. As she was talking, she nodded her head in a posture of leaning forward.

Yuanyang couldn't bear to see it and quickly sat beside her to support her.

"You're sleeping on me! Let's bask in the sun. Is the weather so nice?"

"……Yes, it is!"

Yinglian leaned on Yuanyang and smiled softly.

"Sister, I feel so comfortable. It's more comfortable than my bed. I'll take a nap secretly, but don't tell my mother."

Yinglian resisted her sleepiness, "I know I've made you and mother worried, but I, but I..."

As Yinglian said this, she fell asleep and tilted her head, startling Yuanyang. Her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but reach out to feel Yinglian's pulse.

"Go and ask again! Apart from Gusu, is there any place that is efficacious? You can take money from me and worship me everywhere."

Yuanyang couldn't help but choke.

She was really afraid that Yinglian would die suddenly!

She helped her change her fate against fate, and finally reunited with the Feng family and her daughter. She was able to live past the age of twenty in her last life, so is this life worse than her last life?

The servants agreed and hurried down to do things. A little girl cleverly came over and covered the two of them with cloaks, fearing that Yinglian would become even sicker.

However, everyone with naked eyes did not see the slightest trace of Yin Qi on the skin where Yinglian and Yuanyang were close to each other, like blue smoke, being absorbed by Yuanyang.

The sun was heading west, and Yinglian seemed to have slept for almost half an hour. Yuanyang's shoulders were numb, as if there were small insects burrowing in them.

However, she was reluctant to disturb Yinglian and could only endure it. Only when Yinglian could barely breathe, he gently stretched out his hand to test her breathing.

"Hehe, if you think this is bad, I will never write poetry again!"

Yinglian murmured something in her dream, which made the mandarin duck look sideways at her.

These words sounded so familiar, as if they were words Yinglian said when she was studying poetry in her previous life.

"My name is not Xiangling, my name is Yinglian. You all called me the wrong name!"

Yinglian shook her head in her dream, making the mandarin duck itch. Just as she was about to ask Yinglian what she was dreaming about, she suddenly heard crying coming from outside the courtyard wall.

"Dad! Dad! Don't betray me! Don't betray me! I won't eat anymore, I won't eat anymore!"

The girl's sharp cry frightened Yinglian. She woke up from her dream and shouted in panic: "Don't, don't..."

Yuanyang quickly hugged Yinglian and patted her back to comfort her.

"Don't cry, don't cry! Now that you're home, no one dares to sell you!"

Yinglian felt Yuanyang's warm embrace and calmed down. Seeing that he was indeed at home now and feeling wet on his face, he realized that he had cried.