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

His voice was low and gentle, with an intoxicating charm: "You know, in my heart, you are the only one in the world. No matter when or where, I will never have the slightest dislike for you."

After that, he leaned down slightly, got close to the woman's ear, and whispered: "I am willing to give everything I have to protect you."

"You are good at talking smoothly." Lin Tingwan said lightly, a blush appeared on her pretty face. She lowered her head slightly and glanced at Pei Yanli shyly. There seemed to be thousands of words in her eyes, but she kept them all in her heart.

Pei Yanli raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, but this smile seemed a little unhappy.

He sighed softly, then slowly said: "If Yangyang is unhappy, you can treat me however you want, but don't overwork yourself."

His voice was low and gentle, and seemed to carry an irresistible power that moved people.

His deep eyes flashed with a determined light, as if he was expressing to Yangyang the truest feelings in his heart. He hoped that she could be happy, even if it cost him everything.

Lin Tingwan was like a well-behaved kitten, quietly nestling in Pei Jinan's warm and broad embrace. She closed her eyes slightly, feeling his strong heartbeat and breathing, as if the whole world only existed for the two of them.

Pei Jinan gently stroked Lin Tingwan's hair, then slowly lowered his head and placed a deep kiss on her forehead as light as a feather. His voice was low and full of love: "Yangyang, thank you for your hard work." These four simple words contained endless heartache and gratitude.

Lin Tingwan raised her eyes and looked at the man who loved her deeply, her eyes were full of happiness and satisfaction. She knew that they had experienced many ups and downs together in these days, but they never gave up on each other. At this moment, she felt that all her efforts were worth it.

Pei Jinan hugged Lin Tingwan tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his body. He whispered in her ear: "No matter what happens in the future, I will always be by your side, protecting you and making sure you never get hurt again."

Lin Tingwan nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks. She knew that these were tears of happiness and a vision of a better life in the future.

Pei Jinan gently wiped away the tears on Lin Tingwan's face, "Yangyang, you are pregnant now, you can't cry."

Lin Tingwan nodded, "I don't need to worry about it, husband, don't worry, I will control myself."

Pei Jinan said slowly, "Thank you for your hard work, Yangyang."

Lin Tingwan shook his head and said, "It's not hard."

Pei Jinan held Lin Tingwan's hand tightly and said, "Don't worry, as long as we have this one child, I will never let you suffer this kind of pain a second time."

Lin Tingwan curled her lips, "My husband, that's not what I meant..."

Before Lin Tingwan could finish her words, Pei Jinan interrupted her and said, "I know what Yangyang means, but I don't want you to suffer this pain a second time."

"I don't think it's hardship, this is our child."

Pei Jinan shook his head. "I didn't do anything, but you had to endure ten months of suffering. I don't want to go through this again."

Lin Tingwan was completely stunned when he heard this.

There is no man in the world who would say this, especially someone of noble status like Pei Jinan.

But the reality is that he not only said this, but his heart and eyes were full of her traces.

Lin Tingwan couldn't help but feel moved and almost burst into tears, but fortunately she managed to hold it back in the end.

……

Lin Yuehong stood under a plum tree, holding a long sword in his hand. The plum blossoms were in full bloom in the cold wind, and the white petals fell like snow.

He had a handsome face, a solemn expression, and a firm gaze. He danced lightly with the tip of his sword, as graceful as a plum blossom, like the most beautiful dance in nature.

His figure instantly leaped up, slanting towards the sky, like a god in heaven. The sword body meandered like flowing water, winding around his body, and the sword shadow danced in all directions as it swung. The world witnessed this moment, and only the plum blossoms were still watching him, dancing for him.

In this cold season, the man's breath seemed to transform into the fragrance of plum blossoms, exuding a faint fragrance. Everyone was fascinated by him, his sword dance posture was so graceful, as if he was not dancing with a sword, but a pure wing.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Lin Yuehong danced with his sword under the plum blossoms, freezing the beauty of this moment of dancing with the plum blossoms in eternal memory.

This was the scene Su Hanyan saw when she arrived.

Su Hanyan had a graceful figure, holding a tray of snacks, standing under several blooming plum trees.

Under the plum tree, the fragrance of plum blossoms filled the air, and the gentle wind blew the white petals on the branches of the plum blossoms, accompanied by the flashing swords of the sword-dancing man, one after another. The woman next to him pursed her lips, admiring and smiling.

After a few hours, Lin Yuehong was tired, but he did not stop.

The woman's tea had long gone cold, and the beauties around her had left, leaving her alone staring at the man dancing with the sword, her eyes filled with admiration and appreciation.

At this moment, under the plum tree, there was a sad beauty in the night, and her heart was filled with tenderness and emotion.

After a long time, Lin Yuehong stopped and looked at Su Hanyan with reluctance.

He stepped forward quickly.

Under the plum tree, in an antique courtyard, a woman in gorgeous brocade clothes and a man holding a sword stood hugging each other.

Su Hanyan's hair fell like a waterfall, swaying gently in the breeze, while the man's sword looked particularly domineering.

The two hugged each other tightly, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

Su Hanyan's cheeks were rosy and her eyes were full of affection. She leaned her head on the man's shoulder and whispered in a low voice, as if telling of a thousand-year-old love.

Lin Yuehong held her tightly in his arms, his movements full of protection, and the sword in his hand loosened unconsciously, revealing a kind of tenderness.

As time goes by, the surrounding plum blossoms bloom more and more, the fragrance of flowers fills the air, making the entire courtyard full of romance.

The two of them gradually immersed themselves in it, as if the whole world had stopped for them.

"I don't want you to marry him—"

Lin Yuehong's voice was extremely cold.

Su Hanyan slowly said, "I know that you are the only one in my heart. You should also know this, but my father..."

"I'm going to ask your father for marriage. With my status, am I not as good as that dandy boy?"

"But Dad said that the marriage will never be cancelled."