The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

My head hurts...

"Miss, Miss, hurry up, go call Madam, the young lady is awake!" A vague voice came into Xia Yanxiang's ears from the small to the big, beating on Xia Yanxiang's eardrums.

Tinglan's voice? Was she hallucinating before death? Wasn't Tinglan killed by Xia Pinxiang a long time ago?

Xia Yanxiang opened her eyes with great effort, and what came into view was the familiar light green bed curtains.

Xia Yanxiang had a severe headache, but she knew very well that this was her boudoir.

She tried to open her mouth, but her throat was so dry and painful that her voice was hoarse: "Tinglan?"

It was another person who ran over, Anzhi: "Miss, you are awake. Tinglan went to find the lady. Would you like some water?"

Xia Yanxiang opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything. She just nodded, her eyes slightly red, and swallowed the sob in her throat.

Xia Yanxiang looked around at this time and confirmed that this was her boudoir. It should not be an illusion. So does it mean that she was reborn?

Xia Yanxiang pondered, thinking that maybe God thought she was too stupid, so he gave her a chance to start over and change everything.

I just don't know what time it is now? Xia Yanxiang remembered that she had not fallen ill many times in her previous life when she was in Shangshu Mansion.

An Zhi quickly poured some water, helped Xia Yanxiang sit up, and slowly helped Xia Yanxiang drink it. After Xia Yanxiang finished drinking, she asked, "What time is it now?"

Anzhi looked outside before answering, "It's past noon, Miss. Are you hungry? How about asking someone to ask the kitchen to prepare something to eat?"

Xia Yanxiang nodded.

There were hurried footsteps outside. Xia Yanxiang knew it was her mother. She straightened up suddenly and said, "Anzhi, is my mother here?"

Before Anzhi could answer, an anxious yet gentle voice came from outside.

"Yan'er!"

The door outside was pushed open, and a dark green figure flashed in quickly. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xia Yanxiang's bed, with an expression that could not be concealed. Worry and anxiety: "I heard the servants come to report that you are awake, are you feeling any discomfort?"

This is Xia Yanxiang’s mother, the younger sister of the current Right Prime Minister, Tu Ling, also known as Tu.

As he spoke, he held Xia Yanxiang's hand with one hand and placed the other hand on Xia Yanxiang's forehead: "It's still a little feverish, Tinglan, is the medicine ready?"

"Madam, the medicine is ready. The doctor said you should drink it hot, twice a day. Drink it for two days and you will be fine." Tinglan said as she brought the medicine in.

"I'll do it." Tu took the medicine bowl, blew it gently, scooped it up and handed it to Xia Yanxiang's mouth, "Here."

Xia Yanxiang didn't move at all, but kept staring at Tu, tears welling up in her slightly red eyes, her sadness and relief difficult to conceal.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable in other places? Someone, call the doctor!" Tu saw that something was wrong with Xia Yanxiang. Xia Yanxiang was usually very silent, but she would not be like this when she was sick. What happened today? She didn't say a word?

Xia Yanxiang knew that her mother had discovered her sadness, so she quickly calmed down and pulled Tu to her side: "Mother, I'm fine, there's no need to call a doctor."

"Really?" Mrs. Tu was still a little worried. She freed her hand and touched Xia Yanxiang's forehead. "Fortunately, you don't have a fever anymore."

"No need, mother!" Xia Yanxiang hid her sadness and hatred, and held Tu's hand and shook it. Although Tu was worried, she still believed her.

Tu smiled, feeling a little relieved, stirred the medicine in the bowl, and said gently, "Okay, come on."

"Mother, let me do it." Xia Yanxiang took the medicine bowl. The strong smell of medicine hit her nose, but she gritted her teeth and drank it.

Seeing Xia Yanxiang drink all the medicine in one breath, Tu finally felt relieved and looked much more relaxed. He took the candied fruit that He Luo was holding and handed it to Xia Yanxiang.

When Xia Yanxiang saw Tu's action, her eyes immediately turned red again, but she didn't dare to let Tu find out.

"Okay, Anzhi, go check if Yan'er's meal is ready?"

"Yes." Xia Yanxiang had a high fever for two days. Now she was finally much better. The servants were also happy, especially the two maids Anzhi and Tinglan.

"The thief is still locked up in the woodshed in the backyard. Now that you're awake, go and identify him tomorrow when you're feeling better and see if you recognized him before." Tu said as she watched Xia Yanxiang eat candied fruit.

Thief? Yes, when she was sixteen, a stranger broke into the courtyard and almost ruined her reputation. If she hadn't happened to come back late after dinner in Tu's courtyard, she and Tu would have seen the thief coming out of her courtyard, her reputation would have been ruined long ago.

It seems that her good father really knows how to make trouble for her!

Now is the time when everything has not yet begun, which is just right. She can plan step by step this way.

Whether it is Xia Pinxiang or Mo Yuyang, this time, since Xia Yanxiang has come back from her previous life, she will definitely not let those things happen again.