Rebirth: The Fourth Lady Wants to Lie Down

In a quiet place on the outskirts of Beijing, there is a simple yet elegant manor, surrounded by green trees and with the occasional sound of birds, it seems particularly peaceful.

At this moment, a carriage slowly drove over, its wheels rolling over the gravel road, making a rustling sound, and finally stopped in front of the manor's gate.

The manager of the manor, a middle-aged man with a kind face and wise eyes, had already learned of the news of Uya's coming, and was now standing in front of the door, waiting quietly.

He was wearing a simple cotton and linen robe, the corners of his clothes swaying gently in the wind, making him look particularly calm and unhurried.

As the curtain of the carriage was lifted, a maid walked out. Her face looked a little tired, but her eyes revealed determination and persistence.

Upon seeing this, the steward hurried forward. The two men greeted each other, and there was a hint of tacit understanding and respect between them.

"Thank you for your hard work, Madam. It's really hard for you to travel all the way."

The steward's voice was gentle yet powerful, revealing his gratitude to Mammy.

The nanny shook her head slightly, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes: "It's not hard, it's just that Wuya Gege..."

When the nanny said this, her tone paused slightly, as if she was considering how to start the conversation.

The steward had some guesses in his mind when he saw this, but he still waited patiently for the nanny's next words.

"When Uya Gege was in the palace, her mood was a little unstable and she did some worrying things."

The nanny continued, "I'm afraid she won't be able to adapt here, so I'm telling you in advance so you can be mentally prepared."

Upon hearing this, the steward sighed softly but kept a gentle smile on his face.

"Don't worry, Ma'am. Now that she's here, we will do our best to take care of her. Although we can't live as comfortably as she did in the palace, we can make sure she doesn't go hungry or get bored. There are a lot of farm work and housework to do on the farm, which will help her pass the time and maybe calm her down a little."

When Mammy heard the steward's words, a glimmer of approval flashed in her eyes. She knew very well that the steward was a responsible and wise man, and she felt much more at ease leaving Wu Ya to him.

"Then I'll take care of it."

As the nanny spoke, she took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to the steward, "This is a letter from the prince to you. It details Uyagegege's situation and some precautions. Please be sure to read it carefully."

The steward took the letter and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Madam, I will definitely follow the prince's instructions."

After saying that, the steward turned around and ordered the servants to ask Wu Ya to get off the carriage. Seeing this, the nanny was also relieved. She thanked the steward again, then turned around and got on the carriage, ready to return to the palace to report.

The carriage started again and gradually went away. At the order of the steward, the gate of Zhuangzi slowly closed, isolating the noise and disturbance from the outside world.

The sound of Mammy's footsteps gradually faded away, leaving behind a series of heavy echoes in the empty air of Zhuangzi.

Upon seeing this, Uncle Li, the steward, immediately ordered another maid on the farm: "Madame Li, please lead the master and servant of the Uya family to the courtyard that has been prepared in advance." His voice was gentle but with unquestionable determination.

Upon hearing this, Wu Ya's body trembled slightly. She knew that escape was of no use.

With Lancome's support, she slowly stood up. Each step seemed extremely heavy, as if every step was bidding farewell to the past glory and honor.

Lancome's face was full of worry and reluctance, but she could only follow silently and try her best to give her master the most solid support.

Finally, they arrived at the new house. Although the courtyard was not as spacious and magnificent as the palace, it was also unique and clean. The sunlight shone through the sparse clouds and sprinkled on the ground, forming mottled light and shadows, bringing a touch of warmth.

Lancome felt relieved when she saw this, and hurriedly helped Wu Ya to sit on the stone bench in the yard.

"Master, please sit down for a while. I will go and pack my things."

Lancome spoke softly with a determined light in her eyes. She knew that at this time, she must be strong and hold up the sky for her master.

Wu Ya just sat there quietly, looking ahead with empty eyes, tears welling up in her eyes and finally falling down.

She raised her hand and wiped it away gently, but the tears were like beads that had broken off the string and could not be wiped away. She knew that she could never go back to the palace that once belonged to her. All the beauty and love there had become a thing of the past.

“Why…why is this happening?”

Wu Ya murmured to herself, hatred surging like a tide. She hated Yi Ya, the woman who seemed gentle but was actually scheming; she hated Li Gege, the rival who had taken away her favor and status; she hated Yin Zhen even more, the man who had promised her a stable life but pushed her into the abyss with his own hands; and the servants in the mansion, whose cold eyes made her feel extremely chilled.

"But what can hatred do?"

Wu Ya thought bitterly in her heart. She knew that no matter how much hatred she had, it would not change the status quo and would only make her more miserable. She closed her eyes and tried to put all the troubles behind her, but the resentment and anger in her heart grew like weeds and could not be contained.

Amid the busy figure of Lancome, Wu Ya gradually calmed down.

She understood that life had to go on, whether she wanted to or not. This yard might be her home for the rest of her life, and she had to learn to start over here.