Minglan is reborn, this time with no regrets!

In the 17th year of Emperor Shenzong's reign, Sheng Minglan lay on the large carved bed, breathing weakly.

"Mother, mother! Daddy and the husband will be here soon! They rushed to Beijing from the front line half a month ago, and they will be here soon!" Her eldest daughter-in-law was kneeling in front of the bed, rubbing her hands that were as dry as firewood.

On that wrist hung a simple silver bracelet, the only thing left by her mother, Wei.

In her other hand, she held a string of jade Buddhist beads, which were the memories her grandmother, Xu, the only daughter of Marquis Yongyi, left for her before she died.

Minglan's voice seemed to be blown out from a broken bellows, and she said with all her strength: "Tell Brother Tuan to slow down..." She forgot that she had not called her eldest son "Brother Tuan" for a long time. This was his nickname, which did not match his current status, and it was not solemn to call him that in front of the younger generation.

But she suddenly remembered something else and asked hastily, "Have you written a memorial to the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of War to report their return?"

"It's all been reported, it's all been reported! Don't worry, second sister-in-law." Gu Tingwei, who was standing a little further away, nodded repeatedly, tears dripping from his eyes.

Since marrying into the Marquis's Mansion, the second sister-in-law has been working hard for this family, and she has never let down her guard. If she could worry less, maybe, maybe...

The Gu family members who were kneeling in a row behind them were also choking with sobs. Madam Sheng from the second branch of the Gu family was a kind person. She did not hold it against them for her previous neglect of Duke Gu and had helped them for so many years. Seeing that she was about to die, they felt extremely desolate and sad. If the Duke married another concubine in the future, she might not be as virtuous as this one. Then their family would have a hard time...

Minglan sighed slightly.

In her life, she had suffered hardships, endured difficulties, but also enjoyed happiness. Not only did she receive an imperial decree at a young age, but she also followed her careless husband from the Marquis's Mansion to the Duke's Mansion.

It’s a pity that she died young and was eager to leave at the age of 35.

She knew that this illness was left over from the confinement period when she gave birth to Tuan Ge.

In order to redress Gu Tingye's injustice, she planned to catch the traitor and knelt at the palace gate for two days and one night. She was finally relieved after the late empress dowager told her the truth. But she was not acting when she fainted in the downtown area. She was really exhausted at that time.

After that, no matter how hard she tried to make up for it, she couldn't make it back. Later, she got pregnant again but couldn't keep the baby. From then on, her body became increasingly weak.

As far as wealth and splendor are concerned, God has been very generous to her and she has enjoyed all kinds of treasures in the world.

But if we talk about kinship, God is really cruel to her.

When she was eight years old, she watched her biological mother and unborn brother pass away.

Her greedy and vain father only cared about his own comfort. He never cleared her name and her son's name, nor did he give her any warmth during her growth.

Later, her dearest grandmother was poisoned by the crazy woman of the Kang royal family. Although she finally rescued her from the brink of death, she was no longer as strong as before. She lost a lot of her life and died while she was sent to a post in a remote place with her brother Changbai. She was not even able to see her grandmother off for the last time!

Thinking of this, she squeezed the Buddhist beads in her hand with heartache...

The greatest comfort in my life is that I married a good man like Gu Tingye, gave birth to a good son like Tuan Ge, who is brave and capable, and married my daughter-in-law and had a legitimate grandson. It's a pity... I don't have much time to spend with them...

Ah, if only I could do it again!

If I could do it again, I would listen to my mother, go to my grandmother, protect her, and take good care of my mother.

If I could do it again, I would tell Gu Tingye about the Gu family's conspiracy as soon as possible, and stop him no matter what, to save him from so much suffering and to reduce his injuries.

If I could do it all over again, I would face the ups and downs in life more calmly.

If I could do it again...

Thinking about this, Minglan gradually fell into chaos, and screams seemed to come from afar...

"Mother!"

"Sister-in-law!"

"Minglan!!!"

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When she woke up again, Sheng Minglan felt a chill all over her body.

"Is this the underworld? Why is it so cold?" She muttered to herself before she was fully conscious.

A warm hand touched her cheek and whispered, "Child, I am the one who has dragged you down."

This voice was so familiar that as soon as it appeared, it penetrated deep into Minglan's internal organs through her ears, stirring her heart, making her blood boil, her brain hot and her mind dizzy.

Almost at the same time as she opened her eyes, she shouted, "Mother!"

Wei Shuyi's slightly surprised face appeared in front of Minglan.

Minglan threw herself on her mother and burst into tears: "Mother! Mother! I finally see you again, Mother! I miss you so much! I will listen to you from now on... I will listen to you! Mother! Please don't leave me again! Mother!"

She cried her heart out, and all the longing she had accumulated for 26 years was replaced by the repeated calls of "Mother".

She was like a drowning person, holding on to her mother with all her strength, fearing that if she let go even a little, her mother would turn around and walk out, never to come back.

Just like what I dreamed of countless nights.

Minglan grabbed so hard that her nails almost dug into Wei Shuyi's flesh, but Wei Shuyi did not stop his daughter. He just endured the pain and picked her up in her daughter's position. He patted her back and said, "Minglan, don't be afraid. Mother is here. It's just a nightmare. Don't be afraid. Mother is here!"

This embrace felt warm and solid, not like a dream, but as real as my childhood.

Minglan used her sleeve to wipe away the tears from her face and stared at her mother in front of her with her big round eyes - her dark eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her almond eyes were shining, her face was pale, her clothes were simple, and her belly was slightly bulging.

She swallowed and asked, "Mother, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Wei Shuyi looked into her eyes and said, "Silly child, you were having a nightmare just now. Nothing you dreamed about is real. Be good, mom is here!" Then he pulled her little hand and put it against his face.

The soft touch made Minglan's heart skip a beat. She touched A'niang's cheek to her nose, feeling the warmth of her breath... then her eyes, hair, and ears. She then lowered her head and held A'niang's wrist, looking at the slightly dull silver bracelet on it... then A'niang's hand, slender, slightly rough, but warm and strong.

Minglan rushed forward and hugged Wei Shuyi again. She was surprised and happy. She cried and laughed wildly, and frowned while laughing. She kept repeating in her mouth: "Thank God! Thank God! Thank God for letting me and my mother reunite!"

Wei Shuyi smiled and said, "What reunion? We have always been together, what nonsense are you talking about, kid."

Minglan: "Yes, my mother has always been by my side and has never left! We will be together forever! No matter if this is the Shura Realm or the real world, since I have been given the opportunity to be reborn, I will definitely do my best and I will not let God down! I will not let my mother suffer again!"

Wei Shuyi heard something wrong and stopped smiling. She touched Minglan's forehead and whispered, "Did you catch a cold? We should find a doctor." She turned around and called out, "Xiaodie, Xiaodie."

No one answered.

She called out again, "Xiao Tao?"

A girl with two spiral buns, about five or six years old, walked into the room with a red nose.