Rebirth of the Firstborn Daughter: Life is like a Dream

The death of concubine Lian did not cause Wei Zhong much grief, but her death made him feel that his family had been really unlucky in the past two days. First, Qingxiu had a miscarriage, and then a concubine died. Wei Zhong was in a bad mood.

After instructing Mrs. Xiao to bury Aunt Lian properly, Wei Zhong went to Aunt Qiu's place. Lately, he had been very fond of coming to see Aunt Qiu, who was not too coquettish but had a kind of graceful and charming natural beauty. He felt very comfortable here.

He also noticed that his second son was much smarter and more obedient than Jing'er, which made him feel relieved and he came to visit A ​​Rui from time to time.

Aunt Qiu did not show any happiness or boasting about Wei Zhong's recent affection. She still went to the main room to greet Xiao every day as usual, and continued to maintain her indifferent personality that she had for many years.

Without the threat of Aunt Lian, Xiao was in a more relaxed mood and naturally didn't care which room Wei Zhong liked to stay in recently.

She now felt assured to let Wei Bingyan give her acupuncture. She noticed that her complexion had become more and more radiant recently, and she looked even younger than before. She was not worried about arranging for a tutor to teach her everything from beautiful poems to piano skills to needlework rules. It was not that the previous ones were bad, but some of the tutors were bribed by concubines or aunt Lian with benefits, and might not be sincere in guiding the young ladies in the family.

Wei Bingru was about to get married in a grand ceremony, and her husband was the eldest son of the Marquis of Chu, so an aunt from the palace was arranged to teach her the rules. However, since Wei Bingyan was a legitimate daughter, she was naturally treated differently, while other young ladies all had only one husband.

Other beautiful poems, piano playing and needlework were all learned by several young ladies of the Wei family who sat in the same room and learned together.

After Wei Bingyan returned to the capital, she never went to study the family tradition, and Xiao Shi never said much about her. After all, Xiao Shi herself was not satisfied with these teachers, so she naturally did not force her daughter to study. But now it is different.

Although Bingyan is not engaged yet, she must learn the rules. If she wants to take a break from her busy schedule, she can go once or twice, but she cannot not go.

This made Wei Bingyan, who wanted to continue working as a female doctor, extremely unhappy. She also wanted to go to the villages to find a female doctor.

She blamed this incident to Old Master Wei, but in turn, Old Master Wei gloated over it.

"You have to stay at home obediently now. You can't go anywhere. It's better for you to stay here and play chess with me every day." said Old Master Wei.

Wei Bingyan came just before class and deliberately took the pulse of Old Master Wei. She also carefully checked whether the old man had taken the pills on time and whether he had been drinking secretly.

Hearing him say this, she smiled and said, "Forget about not being able to go out. Don't we have a ready-made patient at home? From now on, I will come to feel your pulse every day. If I find anything wrong, I will treat you with acupuncture. This is considered as curing the disease."

The old man hated seeing doctors the most in his life, and he hated being pricked by needles by doctors even more, nor did he like taking medicines as ordered. If it weren't for his lovely granddaughter who made the medicine into round pills, he definitely wouldn't want to touch them. When he heard that Wei Bingyan was the only patient, he widened his eyes and almost broke the small chess piece in his hand.

"Grandpa, this is your favorite white marble chess piece. If you accidentally break it, you will be the one who is heartbroken." Wei Bingyan closed her eyes and smiled, but she was gossiping.

"You haven't learned anything else but your grandmother's sharp tongue!" Old Master Wei shouted angrily.

Wei Bingyan smiled smugly, "What's wrong with this? Come on, stretch out your hand."

"I take these crappy medicines of yours every day." said Old Master Wei.

Wei Bingyan nodded with a smile. She had given Luzhi many instructions and made her stare at the food, so the old man had no choice but to eat.

Fortunately, he was feeling much better now. His pulse had become normal and his headache was also slowly getting better. Wei Bingyan felt relieved.

"Although there is some improvement, you still can't drink." Wei Bingyan had directly rejected Old Master Wei's request for a drink before he even opened his mouth.

Old Master Wei snorted and suddenly asked, "I'm going to visit Old Man Song the next day. Do you want to go with me?"

Go to the uncle? Wei Bingyan curled her lips without thinking. She no longer wanted to go to the Song Mansion. If she happened to run into the Sixth Prince by accident, it might be easier for her to figure out what was going on.

"Grandpa, don't tell the uncle that I know medical skills." Wei Bingyan said hurriedly, "Also, you can't go to the uncle to drink. You two are old, he has a bad appetite, and you have hyperactivity. You can't drink at all. Remember this firmly!"

Wei Bingyan was worried that the two naughty kids would drink alcohol when they got together, so she warned and advised them first.

Old Master Wei's thoughts were seen through at a glance, and he couldn't help but raise his hand, "I know, I know."

In fact, Wei Bingyan wanted to ask how familiar Old Master Wei was with the King's uncle, and she wanted to know whether the Sixth Prince had any relationship with them, but she didn't ask anything yet.

Even if she asked, what could she do? Prepare for the future of the Wei family? Could she do better than the old man? In the previous life, the Wei family was probably protected by the old man, so they could not change their foundation after the new king ascended the throne.

Therefore, she really doesn't need to worry too much.

……

On the way back to Wanyuan from Yinyuan, Wei Bingyan happened to meet Wei Bingru who had just come out of the main house. Wei Fengjing was now carefully settled in the west room of the main house by Xiao, who said that such a concubine's eldest son must be strictly disciplined. If Wei Bingru wanted to visit him, she could only get Xiao's permission first.

"Sister." When Wei Bingru saw Wei Bingyan, she did not show resentment or envy and jealousy as usual. Instead, she bowed respectfully with humility and obedience, and admired Wei Bingyan, an elder sister, like never before.

"Where did this come from, second sister?" Wei Bingyan looked at Wei Bingru, who was in a submissive manner, and couldn't help but think to herself that if Aunt Lian hadn't died, she wouldn't care so much about Wei Bingru's humble and submissive look.

But now Aunt Lian had died of illness ahead of her time due to her indirect influence. It was really beyond imagination that Wei Bingru, as a daughter, was still so calm.

Wei Bingru lowered her eyebrows and replied, "I just went to greet my mother and took a look at Jing'er."

"Second sister has lost a lot of weight compared to before. I think she must have suffered a lot in the villa. I feel really sorry for her." Wei Bingyan took the initiative to hold Wei Bingru's hand, looking at her face with a smile in her eyes, wanting to see to what extent she could endure herself.

As expected, Wei Bingru's face froze when Wei Bingyan squeezed her hand, but she quickly regained her composure. "Thank you for your concern, sister. I didn't suffer much, but I kept thinking about my rash mistakes and dragging down your reputation. I felt deep remorse in my heart and couldn't sleep tonight... I hope you won't blame me."

Wei Bingru's extremely slight change in expression was seen by Wei Bingyan. Even though she had behaved very well, she was still just a twelve-year-old girl after all, no matter how different she was from Wei Bingyan who had lived another life.

"What are you talking about, second sister? How could my reputation be affected because of you? I have never heard anything bad about me being said outside. Your shame is really unreasonable." Wei Bingyan said with a smile, looking more sincere and gentle than Wei Bingru.

These words were like iron spikes that pierced Wei Bingru's heart. At that time, after the news of Wei Bingyan's reputation as a villain spread, she was driven away to the villa by the Xiao family before she could even watch Wei Bingyan's notoriety fall. She had no idea that the reputation of a villain would have no effect on Wei Bingyan in the future. She even thought that Wei Bingyan was definitely hated in the capital.

It turned out that not only had she wasted her energy, but she had also been locked up in the villa. Every day she had to follow her aunt to learn the rules. If she was not focused, she would be beaten until her palms were swollen. Sometimes she could not even fill her stomach with food.

She forced her lips together and said with a smile: "This way, my sister will be relieved."

Wei Bingyan patted her on the back and said with a smile, "Second sister's wedding is approaching. If you need any help, just tell me."

"Yes." Wei Bingru felt as if her hand was put into the oven to bake, and she couldn't wait to let go of Wei Bingyan's hand.

Seeing that Wei Bingru didn't really cultivate her temperament, Wei Bingyan just laughed secretly in her heart and quickly let go of her hand, "Second sister, you don't look very good, are you tired?"

Wei Bingru lowered her head, not wanting Wei Bingyan to see the resentment in her eyes, "Maybe... I didn't sleep well last night. I'll be fine after I go back and rest for a while."

"Then hurry back and rest!" Wei Bingyan said.

Wei Bingru nodded, and then returned to her own courtyard with her maid.

"Miss, the second lady seems a little different from before." Bai Binghui looked at Wei Bingru's back which was getting smaller and smaller, and felt something strange deep in her heart.

"How is it different? It's still the same, just the image that appears to the outside is different." Wei Bingyan said.

But even if Wei Bingru understood the introverted, cold and aggressive edge, what would it matter? After all, it was different from the previous life.

Before the master and slave returned to Wanyuan, Xiao had already sent them to the main house.

"The Reunion Festival is approaching, and I'm afraid your master is too busy to celebrate the festival. I've asked people to prepare some reunion cakes and other rich offerings for the festival. Come with me to visit your master." Xiao said to Wei Bingyan.

Recently, Wei Bingyan had been thinking about going to look for Mrs. Li, but she knew that Mrs. Li had just arrived in Beijing and must be very busy, and had no time to chat with her. How could she go and disturb her?

She was a little worried that Li Yuyan hadn't changed the bandages in the past few days. That guy didn't take the wounds on his body seriously at all, otherwise why would he let the wounds open without treating them?

"Bingyan, what are you thinking about?" As they were about to reach Mrs. Li's address, Mrs. Xiao turned around and saw that her daughter was in a daze, so she asked softly.

Wei Bingyan recovered and her expression looked a little unnatural. Why did she care about Li Yuyan? Anyway, it was his business what he wanted to do with his body. She just didn't want to be called by the master to treat him carefully again.

"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking that the Reunion Festival is coming and my great grandfather's birthday is about to arrive. How can I celebrate happily for him this year?" Wei Bingyan said.

"Your grandfather doesn't like crowds." Xiao said with a smile.

Arriving at Mrs. Li's residence, Mrs. Li came out in person to greet Xiao, but before they entered the house, Mrs. Li had already whispered to Wei Bingyan: "Your third brother's injury is not healed yet, but I haven't seen him since then, and I don't know where he is.

Bingyan, go to Guan Hualang and ask him for me. Don’t tell him it was my idea, or Guan Hualang will definitely not tell me.”