Rebirth: Ordinary Life and Living

In Qianlong Mansion in Cangdu City, Jin Youyuan stood in the study room and listened to the report of the spy. He said with interest: "Since they want to show their presence and highlight their importance to Jin Yourong, what's the point of pretending to rebel? If you want to play, you have to play for real. I don't mind helping them secretly. This Duke Li really dotes on his daughter. In order to get the position of the main wife, he can come up with such tricks as colluding with bandits and disguising himself as a bandit. It's really hard work."

Jin Youyuan couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, then turned around and walked to the table to slowly pour tea, saying, "It seems that there is unrest in his backyard. Some are pretending to set fire, while others are openly trying to put out the fire. I'm afraid that in a few days, they may use my name to do so. In this case, let's help them. If we want to start a fire, we have to make it bigger. A small fire like that is meaningless."

The spy stammered, "There is one more thing I need to report. Your Majesty, Miss Yue is...she is pregnant."

Jin Youyuan, who was about to drink water, paused and froze. With a bang, the cup in his hand broke into pieces.

The people in the study knelt down hurriedly, not daring to make a sound.

The day of Jin Yourong's son's full moon banquet finally arrived. There was a lively scene inside and outside the palace, and many people came to congratulate.

The Queen personally sent Princess Zhiyun as a representative to congratulate Kim Woo-young on the birth of his baby boy.

Jin Yourong and Li Yingying were busy greeting everyone.

Zhou Xinyue had severe pregnancy reactions. She vomited continuously in the room, and couldn't eat or sleep.

She sent Fanxing, Lin Ma, Xiaomei, Xiaolan and Xiaozhu all out to take care of the baby. The child was shy and would not allow anyone to hold the baby except the people in the yard. If anyone else tried to hold the baby, the child would cry.

Only Xiaoju was left in the courtyard. She kept patting Zhou Xinyue's back and said with concern: "Sister Yue, are you feeling better? I feel so sad to see you like this." After that, she handed her a handkerchief.

Zhou Xinyue took a handkerchief and wiped her mouth. She said dizzily, "I didn't expect that my pregnancy reaction would be so severe. I don't know if the baby in my belly is a boy or a girl?"

Xiaoju said hurriedly: "I don't understand either, but I heard them say that she likes sweets and has severe morning sickness, so she must be a daughter."

Zhou Xinyue finally managed a bitter smile and said, "A daughter is good. She's a sweet and caring little girl. I just want a daughter. Xiaoju, my stomach is really upset. Xing'er has cooked some sweet osmanthus wine soup. Go and serve me a bowl."

Xiaoju said hurriedly: "Okay, I'll go right away."

After saying that, Xiaoju ran away.

Zhou Xinyue lay flat on the bed uncomfortably, closing her eyes to rest.

She only heard the sound of a bowl falling to the ground and breaking not far from the room. Zhou Xinyue smiled bitterly in her heart. Xiaoju was young after all, and she was impatient and careless in doing things. Maybe she was too anxious and didn't pay attention to the road while holding the bowl and fell down.

Zhou Xinyue closed her eyes and rested for a while, only to feel her stomach churning. She couldn't help but turn sideways, grab the wooden bucket next to the bed, and vomit again.

I only heard the door open, and someone rushed over like a fly and patted Zhou Xinyue gently on the back.

The man quickly went to the table, poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, continuing to pat her back gently.

After vomiting for a while, Zhou Xinyue rinsed her mouth with a teacup and felt much better.

The man took the wooden barrel and gently helped her lie down. Zhou Xinyue had a severe stomachache and closed her eyes to rest.

A rough hand was stroking Zhou Xinyue's forehead, slowly sliding down to her cheek. The movements were gentle, as if stroking a precious treasure.

After a short break, Zhou Xinyue felt that Xiaoju was too quiet. Normally, she would have been chattering away. Why was she so quiet at this moment? And why were Xiaoju's hands so rough? Maybe it was because she worked all year round, so it was normal for her hands to be a little rough.

Zhou Xinyue closed her eyes and said, "Xiao Ju, don't be so rash in the future. And be more careful when you walk. It's not a big deal if the bowl falls. Just go to the kitchen and get me another bowl. My stomach is very uncomfortable right now. Go quickly."

"I've already filled a new bowl, do you want one?"

When Zhou Xinyue heard this, her body froze and she was shocked. This sentence was actually spoken by a man, and the voice was extremely familiar. This voice was... was...

Zhou Xinyue's mind suddenly became clear. She opened her eyes and saw a man sitting beside the bed. He was wearing a navy blue robe and a hairband of the same color. He did not have any fancy decorations and was dressed like an ordinary man. The only thing that did not match his appearance was his handsome facial features.

Even wearing rough robes, it is difficult to conceal this person's nobleness. This person is none other than Jin Youyuan.

Jin Youyuan looked at Zhou Xinyue with tears in his eyes, with a hint of bitterness in the corners of his eyes.

Zhou Xinyue looked at the person in front of her whom she had been thinking about day and night, and her heart was broken and she shed tears.

Jin Youyuan looked at Zhou Xinyue, whose face was pale and lips were white, with heartache. He didn't know what to say. He could only caress her face with heartache and wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Zhou Xinyue's mind went blank. Looking at the person in front of her, who looked like Jin Youyuan, it was like a dream.

Zhou Xinyue smiled bitterly. She dreamed of him again. It was that familiar face and that charming voice. She saw him in her dream again and didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

Zhou Xinyue looked at him with tears in her eyes, then slowly sat up and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect that I would dream about you again. I always tell myself not to dream about you, but I couldn't control myself and dreamed about you again."

Jin Youyuan slowly held Zhou Xinyue's hand and said, "Do you often dream about me?"

Zhou Xinyue nodded and said, "Yes, I often dream about you and our past. The past was so happy and beautiful." After saying that, Zhou Xinyue started coughing.

Jin Youyuan wanted to hug her out of pity, and suddenly remembered the bowl of sweet soup.

I quickly took it and fed it to her.

Zhou Xinyue drank several mouthfuls. The hot sweet soup instantly warmed her stomach, and her body also felt warmer and more comfortable.

Jin Youyuan felt extremely heartbroken when he saw the haggard Zhou Xinyue in front of him. He said, "Yue'er, come back with me! Okay?"

After drinking the sweet soup, Zhou Xinyue looked up at the familiar face and said with a smile: "This dream is so real, it feels like you are so real in front of me. Even if I am dreaming, I want to go back to the past."

Jin Youyuan knew that Zhou Xinyue must be confused and thought she was in a dream.

He did not give up and continued to ask: "Yue'er, come back with me! Okay? We can go back to the past, we can start over again. Okay?"

Zhou Xinyue's face was pale. She looked at him who made this request as if it were real in her dream, then she raised her head and laughed. She started to cry while laughing.

Slowly she looked him in the eye and said, "Why don't you understand? We can't go back!"

Jin Youyuan asked anxiously, "Why? Yue'er, why? Tell me, why?"

Zhou Xinyue smiled bitterly and said, "Why? You don't even know why in your dream? I told you a long time ago that I only want to be with one person for the rest of my life. I hate deception. I told you these words a long time ago. Why are you asking me now?"