After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

Lin Yanyu has never wanted to recall in detail what happened afterwards, as it was too cruel to her.

The baby in her belly was gone, and she lost her qualification to be a mother. Her father and mother also committed suicide by hanging themselves due to self-blame and guilt.

Before Lin Yanxia was executed, she was found to be pregnant with He Zhiyuan's baby.

He Zhiyuan hated Lin Yanxia so much that he wanted her dead. However, He's mother stopped him and forced Lin Yanxia to give birth to the child and raise it under her name as Lin Yanyu's biological child.

Lin Yanyu was in a daze during that time, allowing everything to happen like a walking corpse. It was several years later when she recovered. She thought that the painful memory had become a vague image.

I didn't expect that when the old friend appeared in my dream, even the touch of his hand on Li Yanqi's lips was so clear.

"Ah Huang, get out of here and stop licking Zhizhi's hand."

Zhizhi?

Since that incident, no one has called this name for a long time.

Who dares to call her by her nickname?

Lin Yanyu struggled to open her eyes.

What came into view was the mother who had passed away long ago.

Seeing that she had woken up, Lin's mother reached out and touched her daughter's forehead, and said in reproach, "Luckily the fever has gone down. I told you that it was too cold these few days, and you shouldn't go to the river to wash clothes for your father. Is it just these few days?"

She felt sorry for her daughter's filial piety and turned to scold her husband: "Your father is just a poor scholar and a poor teacher. He doesn't want to do something to support the family, but instead attends some useless poetry meeting."

Seeing that her daughter didn't say anything and just stared at her blankly, she thought that she was still feeling uncomfortable, so she touched her daughter's head with pity.

"Zhizhi, mother doesn't blame you, you should rest for a while. I'll go make some ginger soup and bring it to you later. It's cold recently, you should stay at home and take good care of yourself and don't go out again."

After tucking in the quilt for her daughter, Mother Lin turned and went to the kitchen.

As soon as her mother left, Lin Yanyu quickly lifted the quilt and sat in front of the bronze mirror.

On her plump and smooth oval face, there are two curved eyebrows, dark grape-like eyes, a delicate nose, and a slightly pouty mouth.

I guess it’s myself in my prime years.

What happened? Lin Yanyu stroked her cheek and fell into deep thought.

Last night, I clearly slept on the bed in Shou'antang of the He Mansion in Kyoto.

Are you dreaming?

He pinched his cheek hard.

“Hiss! It hurts.”

Lin Yanyu reacted and covered her mouth tightly, fearing that she would not be able to control her tears.

Once upon a time, she dreamed of her home in Yunlong County, Chongzhou, the home where her father and mother were.

Tears soaked my face.

……

"Knock Knock Knock!"

A knock on the door interrupted Lin Yanyu's excitement. Her mother's voice rang out from outside the door.

"Zhizhi, get up and drink ginger soup."

A pungent and spicy smell came, and a bowl of light yellow soup was handed to Lin Yanyu.

Looking at Lin Yanyu's slightly red eyes and messy hair from sleeping, Mother Lin lovingly smoothed her eldest daughter's hair.

"Drink it. Girls can't stand the cold, or you'll have a stomachache during your period."

Lin Yanyu wanted to cry again.

"Okay, thank you, mother."

He picked up the bowl, tilted his head back, and drank the spicy soup in one gulp, not caring whether it was hot or not.

Lin Yanyu drank too quickly and couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Drink slowly, no one is competing with you for the drink, why are you rushing around like your sister?"

Speaking of her youngest daughter, Mother Lin's face darkened.

"Zhizhi, I don't know what's wrong with Xiaxia recently. She insisted on breaking off the engagement with the Yin family. You know, she agreed on her own. It's only been half a month! She wants to break off the engagement again. Does she think this is just a game?"

Mother Lin became more and more annoyed as she spoke, and she sighed as she looked at her eldest daughter.

"Twins born from the same mother, only one hour apart, not only do they look alike, but their personalities are also so different. If your sister could be half as troublesome as you, I would be satisfied."

After her mother left, Lin Yanyu fell into deep thought.

If I remember correctly, this should be the time when she and Lin Yanxia were sixteen years old. Their grandmother was seriously ill, and their parents were worried that if their grandmother got worse, they observed mourning for three years, which delayed their two daughters' care.

Her marriage had already been discussed by the parents of He and Lin. After He Zhiyuan passed the college entrance examination, they invited a matchmaker to come.

Who would have thought that He Zhiyuan would actually win the first place in the case of Yunlong County, and became the most famous person at the time. He was delayed by his busy daily social engagements with wealthy businessmen, teachers and classmates, banquets and poetry gatherings.

The final proposal came more than a month later than that of Lin Yanxia and Yin Siyuan.

That is to say, in more than half a month, He Zhiyuan will come to the Lin family to propose marriage.

Doesn’t Lin Yanyu remember that she was excited and expectant in her previous life?

But... now she is neither looking forward to nor excited.

Only Lin Yanyu and her mother were at the dinner table. Lin's father had gone out to attend a poetry reading and had not yet returned home. Lin Yanxia was still in a tantrum over the broken engagement and refused to eat dinner.

For this reason, Lin's mother looked unhappy, and the mother and daughter finished their dinner in silence.

Lin Yanyu quietly cleared the table and was about to wash the dishes.

Mother Lin brought another bowl of steaming food from the kitchen and placed it on the dining table.

"Zhizhi, I'll wash the dishes. You can give this bowl to your sister. She hasn't eaten for a day. Please help her persuade her. Sigh, what sin have I committed to give birth to such a troublesome child."

As she spoke, Lin's mother turned her back and began to wipe her tears. It seemed that she was really angry.

"Mom, stop crying. I'll go and try to comfort her."

Outside Lin Yanxia's door, Lin Yanyu knocked gently.

"I already said I don't want to eat! If you and dad don't agree to cancel the engagement, then I'll starve to death!"

"It's me, Lin Yanyu."

The room suddenly became quiet.

After a while, the door opened.

Inside the door stood a young girl in a pink dress. She had a long face, light eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a straight nose and a thin mouth. There was a small, delicate black mole on her chin. She was quite graceful.

It was her good sister Lin Yanxia.

The other person was looking her up and down with an inexplicably excited look, with a slightly weird smile on his lips.

"I thought it was my mother, but it turned out to be my sister. Come in and sit down."

Lin Yanyu held the bowl of rice and cleared some space on the dressing table before putting the food down.

"You didn't have dinner. Mother is worried about you."

From the moment Lin Yanyu entered the room, Lin Yanxia had been looking at her with a weird and excited smile, and didn't respond to Lin Yanyu at all.

"Sister, you are so pretty. We are twins, but why are you prettier than me? Do you think mother is partial to you and gave you all the good things?"

"You have a good appearance, a good personality, and good luck. So, everyone likes you, don't you think?"

"Why do you want to break off the engagement with the Yin family?"

Lin Yanyu went straight to the point and didn't intend to listen to her crazy talk.

"Didn't you agree to it in the first place? Now you want to cancel the engagement, have you ever thought about how your parents will explain to the Yin family?"

"I don't care what they say! Have you ever thought about me, letting me marry a short..."

"Short what?"

Lin Yanyu's expression suddenly changed. "Say it again, what's short?"

Lin Yanxia's eyes were evasive.

"I...I don't know what my sister is talking about."