Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

The garden in spring should have been a good time to appreciate flowers and recite poetry, but it became a battlefield for the two people's verbal battle.

The little girl held a folding fan in her hand, her face stern, her eyes flashing with dissatisfaction and disappointment towards Ye Lingxiao.

"Ye Lingxiao, you look so ridiculous now!" the little girl sneered.

Ye Lingxiao smiled bitterly when he heard this. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all, trying to numb the bitterness in his heart with alcohol.

"Are you finally willing to pay attention to me?" Ye Lingxiao smiled bitterly.

"Miss Liu, my young master also has his own sufferings." The servant begged.

Hearing this, the little girl frowned and became even angrier.

"I don't want to care about you, I just can't stand your unruly behavior! Your romantic affairs have long been spread all over the capital. Do you think I can pretend not to know?"

Ye Lingxiao put down his wine glass, looked at her deeply, his voice filled with helplessness and sadness.

"Yes, I am not like what you said, fickle, hugging women left and right, and having affairs with women. Then I wish you to find a good man soon, have children, and live together for the rest of your life."

The little girl sneered and waved her folding fan lightly, as if she wanted to vent all her dissatisfaction and anger.

The light flickers, and the dreamlike scene of life changes again.

Ye Lingxiao sat alone in the study, stroking the portrait of the little girl. The servant Xibao came over and handed him a note.

"Master, this is the note that Bi Yao asked An Yi to pass back. It records Miss Liu's three meals a day, where she went, and who she met today."

Ye Lingxiao took the note and read it with a gentle and focused look, as if he could feel her breath through these words, and that he was still by her side.

"She went to that bakery again. What a greedy little cat."

The corners of Ye Lingxiao's mouth rose unconsciously, and then his eyes darkened again, "Why is that kid Li Mingxuan here too?"

"Young Master, if you can't let go of Miss Liu, why don't you..." Xi Bao felt sorry for her own prince, but didn't know how to persuade him.

"If I am not the last heir, I will never let her go in my life. I will tie her to my side. Don't mention this matter again."

The night is dark and everything is silent.

Ye Lingxiao was wearing a tight nightgown and moving around the roof of the Liu Mansion like a ghost.

Finally, he landed lightly in the little girl's boudoir.

The little girl's sleeping face was peaceful, and her face looked even more beautiful under the moonlight. Ye Lingxiao couldn't help but reach out and touch the face he had been thinking about day and night.

He whispered softly, "Yu'er, I'm here to see you." Although his voice was soft, it was full of affection and helplessness, "Yu'er, do you know how much I want to stay by your side forever?"

Life is like a dream. The scene suddenly changed. Liu Qianyu saw a carriage galloping on a mountain path. Suddenly, a group of assassins rushed in from all directions.

"Protect the young lady!" The accompanying maids and guards reacted quickly, drew their swords, and engaged in a fierce fight with the assassins.

The secret guards that Ye Lingxiao arranged to be beside the little girl also appeared and joined the fight.

However, the assassins were numerous and well-trained, and they still had the upper hand.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?" The little girl tried to remain calm, but there was still a slight tremor in her voice.

The assassins said nothing, just swung their swords.

The carriage was overturned during the chaos and pursuit, and the little girl was thrown out of the carriage by inertia and rolled down the hillside.

Liu Qianyu moved quickly and tried to grab the little girl, but she grabbed nothing and could only watch the little girl fall into the bottomless cliff.

After receiving the signal from the secret guard, Ye Lingxiao hurried over. Ignoring the dissuasion, he used his lightness skills to leverage the branches on the edge of the cliff and continued to rush down.

At the foot of the cliff, Ye Lingxiao searched frantically and finally found the little girl lying in a pool of blood.

When he saw the lifeless body of the little girl, his whole world seemed to collapse.

Ye Lingxiao picked her up with trembling hands, tears and blood mixed together, blurring his vision.

"Yu'er! Yu'er!" He called out at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with fear and despair.

The little girl in her arms finally slowly opened her eyes and saw Ye Lingxiao's tear-stained face. She stretched out her hand with difficulty and wanted to touch his face.

"Brother...you're here..." She spoke weakly, her voice as thin as a thread.

Ye Lingxiao held her hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Don't be afraid, I'll take you home. I'll never be angry with you again, and I'll never let you go again."

His tears flowed like a spring, his voice was sobbing, full of helplessness and pleading.

The little girl smiled slightly, with a gentle light in her eyes, "Brother, I prepared a capping ceremony for you, but I haven't had time to put it on you yet."

Her voice became weaker and weaker, and every word was filled with reluctance.

Ye Lingxiao felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He hugged the little girl tightly in his arms, wanting to integrate her into his own flesh and blood.

"Yu'er, don't leave me, please don't leave me..." he whispered, his voice full of helplessness and pleading.

But the person in my arms no longer had any breath.

"Qianyu! Liu Qianyu!" Ye Lingxiao's roar echoed in the valley, full of despair and pain.

Life is like a dream, with light and shadow interweaving, and the scene before your eyes suddenly changes.

After the fog cleared, Liu Qianyu saw Aunt Lin and Liu Ruolan lying in a pool of blood. The arrogance and cruelty of the past had disappeared at this moment.

Ye Lingxiao held a bloody sword in his hand, with endless fatigue and emptiness on his face.

"Yu'er, I have avenged you." He murmured in a low voice, as if he was talking to the air, or as if he was talking to her who was far away in the sky.

"Young Master, you have just come of age and you still have a long way to go in life. Why bother?" The old Taoist priest advised earnestly.

"Master, I only wish to reunite with her." Ye Lingxiao's voice was resolute and firm.

The old Taoist priest looked at him and sighed, "This method is extremely dangerous. It requires all your blood and your entire lifespan as a sacrifice. Have you thought it through?"

Ye Lingxiao didn't hesitate at all, "I don't want to wait even a moment!"

As the spells of the talented people sounded.

The inscriptions depicted around Ye Lingxiao's body began to glow red, and his skin gradually turned pale.

Blood flowed out from his body like a trickle, slowly dripping onto the densely packed golden spells on the ground.

"Yu'er...my Yu'er...let's do it again!"

He murmured to himself, and the little girl's smiling face appeared in front of him. She was the love of his life.

"Brother, don't!" Liu Qianyu cried and suddenly opened her eyes. Tears unconsciously slid down her cheeks and her heart ached suddenly.

The world before my eyes was no longer that bizarre one, but was replaced by antique bed curtains and a carved wooden bed.

She was stunned for a few seconds and found herself in an elegantly decorated boudoir.

There are landscape paintings hanging on the wall, exquisite porcelain is placed on the desk, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of peach blossoms.

All of this made her feel both familiar and dazed.