Marrying a rich man after rebirth: The daily life of a legitimate daughter

After copying the scriptures, He Shulan put down the brush in her hand, rubbed her sore fingers, closed the window, and lay down on the bed. She was so used to her bed that she tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep.

Hearing the faint sound of a flute coming from the window, she became even more annoyed. She put on her clothes, opened the door, and left the courtyard following the sound of the flute. She wanted to see who was so blind as to play the flute here in the middle of the night.

When they arrived at the back mountain, they saw a tall figure standing on the cliff. The silver moonlight allowed He Shulan to see the face of the person playing the flute clearly. It was the prince.

She didn't understand why the prince was not sleeping at this time and was playing the flute here. She didn't want to disturb the prince's interest, so she turned around and prepared to leave.

The sound of footsteps on the dead leaves startled the prince who was playing the flute. The prince saw a figure in the dark, but did not recognize it was He Shulan. He thought he had encountered a thief, so he jumped off the cliff and stood in front of He Shulan.

This frightened He Shulan: "You actually jumped down from such a high cliff and suddenly appeared in front of me. Do you want to scare me to death?"

When the prince heard that it was He Shulan's voice, he let down his guard and said, "I want to ask you, why are you here so late and not resting?"

"I'm used to my own bed, and you're playing the flute here, which makes it even harder for me to sleep, so I came over to take a look."

The prince didn't expect that he would wake them up when he ran to the top of the mountain to play the flute. "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through."

"Is there something on your mind that makes you unable to sleep?"

It was He Shulan who caused the prince to be unable to sleep. Ever since he saw He Shulan's graceful figure writing scriptures under the light, that scene had been lingering in his mind, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he lay in bed.

He simply took his flute and went to the back mountain, where he stood under the cliff and played the flute, letting the cold wind wake him up. However, he could not tell He Shulan these words, so he made the same excuse as He Shulan: "I am just like you. I just arrived in an unfamiliar environment and couldn't sleep, so I came out to play the flute."

The top of the mountain behind was right at the wind’s outlet. It was the middle of the night, and gusts of wind blew over, making He Shulan sneeze. “It’s getting late. Go back and get some rest. We still have to accompany the old lady to early class tomorrow morning.”

The prince responded uncomfortably and followed He Shulan back to the courtyard.

The two came in from the main entrance and were seen by Li Wanrong who had gotten up to drink water. She angrily pushed open the wooden door and walked to the prince: "I knew you were seduced by He Shulan, the vixen. What were you two doing sneaking out?"

He Shulan was already used to Li Wanrong's bold words. She did not quarrel with Li Wanrong in front of the prince in order not to leave a fierce image in front of the prince, lest in the future, when Li Wanrong made trouble, the prince would side with her: "I'll go back to my room and sleep first."

He left the Prince and Li Wanrong behind and walked away.

Li Wanrong's eyes were red with anger. She wanted to drag He Shulan back and ask him about it, but she was afraid that the prince would run away, so she could only guard him first: "Why are you with He Shulan in the middle of the night?"

The prince pushed Li Wanrong away impatiently and said, "Why I am with her has nothing to do with you, just mind your own business." Then he walked forward.

Li Wanrong stopped him: "If you don't explain clearly today, you are not allowed to leave."

"I don't need to tell you everything about me."

Li Wanrong's eyes were filled with insecurity. She remembered the prince's solemn promise that he would only love her in this life, but he changed his mind after only a few years: "You don't love me anymore."

"I..." The prince was about to speak when he saw Li Wanrong's heartbroken eyes. His heart softened. Of course, he still had Li Wanrong in his heart, but Li Wanrong kept making trouble every day, forcing him to want to escape.

Staying with He Shulan, she could enjoy a moment of peace. She comforted Li Wanrong softly, "It was just a coincidence that she and I appeared here together in the middle of the night. Don't think too much about it. The baby in your belly is important. Go to bed quickly." After that, she ignored Li Wanrong and went back to her room.

Li Wanrong was so angry that she burst into tears. Her bloodshot eyes stared at the window where He Shulan's figure was reflected. She picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the window.

He Shulan ignored her, blew out the light, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

The old lady hiding in the window saw the scene in the yard, a happy smile appeared on her face, and she said to the nanny beside her: "After a long time, the prince will discover He Shulan's advantages and like her. I can rest assured."

The nanny agreed, "I think the Princess is much better than Aunt Li, but the Prince's heart is with Aunt Li, and it will be difficult for the Princess to snatch the Prince away in a short time."

"No." The old lady firmly believed that He Shulan could win the heart of the prince: "Li Wanrong is so noisy every day and doesn't know the rules. Sooner or later, the prince will get tired of her." She said, holding the nanny's hand: "In the future, we will help the prince and the princess create more opportunities to let them cultivate their feelings."

The nanny smiled and nodded: "Go to bed early! You have to go to morning class tomorrow." As she spoke, she helped the old lady to the bedroom.

It was just daybreak and the morning mist enveloped the entire temple, adding a touch of mystery to the majestic temple.

The bell for morning classes rang, and the old lady and He Shulan got up early, washed up, and walked into the yard, but they did not see the prince and Li Wanrong.

The old lady asked the nanny to wake them up.

The nanny knocked on Li Wanrong's door.

It was Xing'er who opened the door. Facing the strong aura of the nanny, she couldn't help but retreat. Thinking of her master who was still lying in bed, she could only face the challenge: "Auntie is pregnant and very sleepy. Why is she still lying in bed resting at this time?"

The nanny told the old lady about Aunt Li's situation.

The old lady didn't care much about Li Wanrong. She was just putting in some superficial effort. Since Li Wanrong didn't want to go, she didn't force her. She just wanted to ask the nanny to wake up the prince.

The prince dressed neatly and walked out of the room: "Sorry, I slept too late last night and got up at this time."

"We've made it in time for morning classes." The old lady said nothing and walked out, holding He Shulan's hand.

The prince and his servants hurried to follow.

When the yard was quiet, Li Wanrong, who was lying on the bed, lifted the quilt and asked Xing'er: "Did the old man leave with his people?"

Xing'er's face was full of worry: "Aunt, this is a temple. Now that you are here, follow the old lady to attend the morning class and pray for the baby in your belly and yourself."

"These are all scams. They are monks in the temple who are trying to cheat people out of their money. You can't trust them. It's better to lie in bed and sleep comfortably than to get up so early and sit there listening to the monks chanting. What's more, I don't want to stay with an old woman and listen to her nagging." After saying that, Li Wanrong ignored Xing'er, covered herself with the quilt and continued to sleep.