Tragic death and rebirth, married to the abstinent uncle and was spoiled crazy

As night falls, the cold wind at the border becomes more fierce, accompanied by the sparse howling of wolves in the distance, making it seem even more desolate.

The stars dotted in the deep night sky seemed to have sensed the solemn atmosphere and became dim.

On the city wall, the patrolling figures of the guards were elongated in the lights. They held spears in their hands and looked around nervously, alert to any possible intrusion.

Their armor reflected a faint light in the moonlight, like sharp blades in the darkness, revealing an inviolable majesty.

In the night wind, one can occasionally hear the neighing of distant war horses and the low conversations of distant soldiers, mixed with the breath of fighting spirit. These sounds are particularly clear in the silent night.

In this silence, the soldiers seemed to blend into the night, appearing both lonely and powerful.

They have longing for their hometown and hatred for their enemies in their hearts. This emotion turns into an unyielding force in the night wind, silently guarding the land of Yongjin.

Behind this border are rolling mountains and winding rivers. They have witnessed the bravery and sacrifice of countless soldiers and quietly bear the heavy responsibility of guarding.

Pei Jinan was watching all this in the crowd, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He didn't know how long it had been since he last came here.

Not far away was the land of Beixiang. The people of Beixiang were even more hateful than the southern barbarians. Now was the time to defeat them in one fell swoop, but he had no way to do so.

It was only because his brother, the Emperor, did not trust him and felt that he had taken the military power and returned to attack Shangjing, which was truly a case of judging a gentleman by one's own standards.

Pei Jinan felt a little helpless from time to time. It was clear that the two of them could share the same hatred and a common enemy, but they could not accomplish anything if they used their own little tricks.

In the dead of night, Beixiang in the distance could not be seen clearly, but Pei Jinan knew that they were quietly staring at this place not far away, waiting for an opportunity to move, like hungry wolves in the dark, ready to rush out and kill their prey at any time.

Pei Jinan had a complicated expression as he stared at the fire in the distance.

"Master, the weather is cold and you are not feeling well. Let's go back early." Qingyu said calmly, "Can we come back tomorrow at noon?"

Pei Jinan coughed twice and nodded, "Okay..."

With Qingyu's support, the two slowly left.

……

The Lin Mansion is simple and elegant with carved beams and painted buildings.

The heavy snow fell like goose feathers, covering the entire Lin Mansion with a layer of gorgeous silver.

There was a thick layer of snow on the towering eaves. Occasionally, a few loose pieces of snow would slide down the roof and hit the bluestone slabs, making crisp sounds.

The courtyard inside the mansion was covered with snow, a vast expanse of white. Only a few branches of pine trees were left swaying in the wind like jumping syllables.

There was thick snow on the lake stone path, with sparse footprints. Occasionally, a pedestrian would pass by in a hurry, leaving deep footprints.

The gate of the mansion was tightly closed, with majestic stone lions on both sides and the copper rings on the door shining faintly in the snow. In the sound of the wind, it seemed that bursts of piano music floated out from the mansion, echoing in the empty courtyard, melodious and profound, making people yearn for it.

Inside the house, the window lattices were filled with mottled light from the snow, reflecting the warm light inside the house. The charcoal fire in the brazier was crackling, and the fire cast swaying shadows on the wall, revealing a sense of warmth and tranquility.

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was going to submerge the entire mansion. However, in this snowy scene, Lin Tingwan stood in front of the window and looked at everything outside calmly.

Lin Tingwan coughed softly several times. The wind outside the window was very strong and the branches were shaking in the cold wind.

Yuzhu came in with the medicine, "Miss, it's time to take the medicine."

Lin Tingwan turned his head and looked at Yuzhu calmly and said slowly, "Leave it there. I'll drink it later."

Yuzhu hesitated for a while and put it on the table, but did not leave and just watched from the side. Lin Tingwan didn't like to take medicine. She found out these days that Lin Tingwan secretly poured the medicine into the flowerpots, drowning the flowers in two pots.

Lin Tingwan glanced at Yuzhu somewhat unnaturally, and he knew what she was thinking at a glance.

Yuzhu said helplessly, "Miss, drink the medicine quickly and don't play those little tricks."

Lin Tingwan sighed helplessly, "I've told you all that I'm fine now, why don't you believe me?"

"Miss, look at the pimples on your face. They haven't gone away yet. How can you say they're healed? If you don't follow the doctor's advice, what will happen if the pimples on your face don't get better?" Yuzhu shook her head and looked aside. "Drink it quickly."

Lin Tingwan had no choice but to step forward, take a few sips of the medicine and then swallow it, her brows tightly furrowed.

Yuzhu looked at her and handed the candied fruit to Lin Tingwan, "Miss, please eat something quickly."

Lin Tingwan ate several pills in a row before he recovered. He nodded and said, "Okay, put it away."

Yuzhu nodded calmly and said, "I will leave first——"

As soon as Yuzhu left and the sound of the door closing was heard, Lin Tingwan quickly walked to the flowerpot and spit out all the medicine. Her brows were tightly furrowed, her hands pressed on her lower abdomen, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

She felt a little dizzy and pressed her forehead gently, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

She didn't know what was wrong with her these past few days, but every time she took the medicine she felt nauseous and extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that he was discovered by Yuzhu, Lin Tingwan reached out and picked up the shovel beside him to turn over the soil to almost cover the medicine.

Lin Tingwan took a few deep breaths and slowly walked to the bed. He lay down, curled up, tightly covered with the quilt, and trembled slightly.

……

Snowflakes fell, and a thick layer of snow covered the roof of the palace.

The glazed tiles of the palace sparkled in the sun, as bright as pearls. Against the backdrop of the snow, the entire palace became fresh and peaceful.

The white snow formed a sharp contrast with the dark palace walls. Pei Yanli walked slowly in the snow, with Changfeng following closely behind him, holding an umbrella for him.

"Your Highness, please be careful."

Pei Yanli walked very fast, so fast that Changfeng could hardly keep up. Changfeng watched from behind, afraid that she would slip or something.

He took a deep breath and said, "Hurry up—"

Changfeng was a little confused. He didn't know what had happened. Just now a palace maid came to tell him the news, but he didn't hear her and she came out in a hurry after a while.

Changfeng quickly recognized where this road led to: it was the Queen's palace.

Seeing that they were almost there, Pei Yanli moved faster and jogged towards the palace.

Pei Yanli said slowly, "Go and find the Queen Mother." His tone was serious. Changfeng nodded slowly, realizing the seriousness of the matter.

Changfeng ran quickly towards the Queen Mother's palace.