The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Fu Ling had finally managed to get Xue Panrou to the farm. Upon hearing this, her kind eyes turned sharp.

Xue Zhentong, however, did not notice it at all. Especially after a few drinks, he was so happy to be coaxed by his son that he immediately said, "In fact, Rou'er is just a little impulsive. This time, I've taught her a lesson. I think she has realized her mistakes. There is no need to blame her for being in such a miserable place like Zhuangzi. It's time to find a day to bring her back."

It's like this again... it's like this again!

Fu Ling's eyelids twitched.

No matter what kind of mistakes Xue Panrou made, she could always write them off so easily. As a father, how come he had never been so kind to her Tingsheng? Could it be that he was only willing to be a loving father in front of the people in this family?

Looking at Fu Ling's ashen face, Aunt Rong became more and more proud, and she couldn't help but raise her pointed chin.

She took the opportunity to suggest, "I see that Grandpa is in a good mood tonight. After the banquet, I think the lantern festival in the street market has not yet ended. It is a lively time. Why don't we go and take a look?"

Xue Zhentong was so pleased that he readily agreed. He immediately ordered his guards to go with him and everyone else to the Lantern Festival.

Xue Zhiyi was almost full, so when he stood up, he covered his mouth with his sleeves to prevent the greedy Su Yue from secretly putting the three plates of snacks into her pocket.

Including the master, servants and guards, the Xue residence's entourage went out in a mighty procession.

Before leaving, Aunt Rong gave a look to Mother Xiang beside her. Mother Xiang seemed to have received some instructions and quietly walked to the backyard when no one was paying attention.

Fu Ling also noticed the silent communication between the master and servant. Xue Zhiyi was standing next to her and could clearly hear Fu Ling whispering to the maid An'er beside her: "Follow and see."

An'er said yes and followed Xiang's mother to the backyard.

But Mother Xiang came back in a moment, holding a cloak in her hand, which she carefully put on Aunt Rong.

Aunt Rong explained, "It was windy at night, and my health has always been poor, so I asked Madam Xiang to get a cloak."

This little episode did not affect everyone's interest. Fu Ling probably felt that he was worrying too much, so he did not wait for An'er to come back and went out with Xing's mother.

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Although it was already late, this was the capital of Dayong after all, and the Mid-Autumn Night Market in Huajing was bustling with lights and colors.

There were people performing arts, dragon and lion dances, selling sugar paintings, making clay figurines on the streets, and countless people taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to go out and enjoy the excitement. The place was bustling and crowded.

There were also many foreign faces on the streets. Xue Zhiyi remembered that during this period of time, many countries came to Huajing to pay homage to Dayong.

The fireworks in the sky were popping and crackling, and the voices of people around me could not be heard clearly. Even the occasional bickering between Aunt Rong and Fu Ling seemed a little blurry.

The Mid-Autumn night was actually already a bit chilly. Xue Zhiyi looked up at the sky full of fireworks. The fireworks were shining with the stars and the moon, like a rare bit of tranquility amid the hustle and bustle.

In this situation, it is inevitable that people feel a little dazed. What happened in the previous life seems to be right in front of her eyes. Her previous life was as gorgeous and beautiful as these fireworks, but fleeting. She only hopes that everything in this life will not repeat the same mistakes.

She was thinking absentmindedly when she suddenly felt someone gently tug at her sleeve.

Turning around, I saw a girl of about thirteen or fourteen, with a pair of spiral buns. She was really pretty, but extremely timid. When she met people's eyes, she would always look away in fear.

The little girl's voice was soft: "Third sister, can you take me with you?"

Xue Zhiyi's eyes moved slightly. This was her fifth sister Xue Runing.

Whether in her previous life or this life, she did not have a deep impression of her younger sister. Xue Runing's biological mother was a concubine who died early and was not favored. She was an even more unknown person in the family than Xue Hanshu.

Because she had never done anything to take advantage of Xue Zhiyi in her previous life, Xue Zhiyi had no ill will towards her.

Seeing that Xue Zhiyi did not answer her, she thought she was rejected and quickly added: "Third sister, there are too many people on the street, I'm afraid of getting lost..."

No one in the family would pay attention to this unnoticed concubine's daughter. Even if she got lost on the street, perhaps no one would notice her until everyone returned home.

He really doesn't fit in with the Xue family and is truly an outlier among them.

With this in mind, Xue Zhiyi nodded and said, "Then follow me closely."

After getting the answer, Xue Runing finally smiled a little. She nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Third Sister."

Walking in the night market, Xue Zhiyi recalled the past in a haphazard manner.

It seems like something else happened at this year's Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival?

Suddenly, she remembered...

In her previous life, at the Lantern Festival on the same day, she met someone...or to be more precise, Xue Tingsheng met someone.

"Look, sir. The Golden Bridge is ahead. There are people making sparks there."

Aunt Rong's voice brought Xue Zhiyi back to his senses.

Jinlu Bridge...

She couldn't help but gasp and quickly ran in that direction.

The Jinlu Bridge is just as its name suggests, with dim lights lit up on it and lanterns in the shape of moon rabbits hung all over the bridge, like a golden ribbon across the river.

Ignoring the voice behind her calling her, she hurried onto the bridge.

The vendors on the bridge came and went, almost squeezing her to the point where she lost her direction.

But she stretched her head, looking for someone in the crowd.

She must find this person before Xue Tingsheng!

Xue Zhiyi's body was hit hard by a peddler's bamboo basket. Her feet staggered and she turned to the side. At the moment she turned around, she saw a familiar face.

That face had beautiful eyebrows, rosy cheeks, a pair of extremely beautiful round eyes, and lips like half-opened petals. Although it was not a very stunning face, it had gentle eyebrows and eyes, making people feel like a spring breeze upon seeing it.

The woman seemed to have noticed her as well. When she met Xue Zhiyi's anxious gaze, she was a little confused for a moment.

At this moment, the woman was hit by something, screamed, and fell backwards.

Her lower back hit the railing and she fell backwards!

Xue Zhiyi suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her hand, but at this time the woman's body was already hanging outside the bridge.

The sudden force of the sinking almost caused Xue Zhiyi to flip over with her. If she hadn't held the railing tightly with her other hand, I'm afraid both of them would have fallen into the river at this moment.

"Shen Qingtang, hold on to me!"

This Shen Qingtang was her sister-in-law in her previous life.

In the previous life, it was not Xue Zhiyi who grabbed her, but Xue Tingsheng.

It was also because of this incident that Shen Qingtang fell in love with Xue Tingsheng and married into the Xue family.

But this is not some romantic story of love between a man and a woman.

In her previous life, Shen Qingtang was a young girl in love and happily married her beloved, but ended up dying tragically...

In this life, I must never let such a thing happen again!