Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

The door slowly opened.

Feng Jianxiao's heartbeat couldn't help but quicken; he could almost hear the drum-like heartbeat inside his chest.

Slowly walked out, the woman who had appeared in his dreams countless times.

Chen Wanru was wearing a moon-white silk dress, with her hair in a bun, parted into strands and tied on top of her head, and a jade and silver-thread eight-claw chrysanthemum hairpin.

In Lingxiao country, the Feitian Fenxiao Ji is often the hairstyle of unmarried girls, as a symbol of virginity.

A ray of sunlight fell on her face, her face was like jade, fresh and refined, her complexion was as bright as lotus emerging from green waves, her skin was as white as cream and her breath was as fragrant as orchid.

After seeing him, her dark eyes instantly lit up, and she smiled at him with clear eyes like spring water.

That smile is more beautiful than a fairy, touching the heart.

Feng Jianxiao was already out of his mind, feeling as if he was floating in the air.

It seemed like a dream, they had never been apart for eight years.

They were still on that day eight years ago.

That day he ran up to her excitedly and said to her with a smile, "Wanru, my mother will come to propose marriage in two days! After the marriage is completed, I will ride on a war horse and take you to the grassland to see the vast scenery."

When Chen Wanru opened the door, she saw Feng Jianxiao in military uniform, leading a war horse, standing in the sun waiting for her.

He had a tall and sturdy figure, a bronze complexion, clear and deep facial features, sexy thin lips, and a pair of gentle eyes that looked at her affectionately, with tears at the corners of his eyes.

He opened his arms to her.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Her peerless hero came to pick her up with his war horse.

"Brother Xiao~"

Tears welled up in her eyes. Chen Wanru no longer cared about her previous dignity and reserve. She ran towards him, towards her hero, regardless of everything.

"Just like~"

Feng Jianxiao hurried forward and steadily caught his beloved woman.

He held her in his arms and spun around excitedly, no longer able to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

He put her down, hugged her tightly, and kissed her red lips that he had kissed countless times in his dreams but were out of reach in reality.

The two of them ignored the world's etiquette and kissed passionately outside the remote and deserted Donghua Gate.

The morning light shines on this pair of lovers who have been lost and found again, and it seems as if the whole world has stopped.

After a long time, Feng Jianxiao finally let go of the person who was out of breath reluctantly.

He gently wiped the crystal from her lips with tenderness in his eyes.

"Let's go. I'll take you to the border, to the grassland, and live a happy and carefree life."

Chen Wanru nodded with tears in her eyes.

Feng Jianxiao gently picked her up and placed her steadily on the warhorse.

He mounted the horse and hugged his beloved woman tightly from behind, laughing happily and wantonly.

Without looking back, he galloped towards freedom and happiness.

After that, Chen Wanru changed her name to Chen Lexin.

Le: happiness, joy; Xin: light, hope.

She is no longer the dignified and gentle Concubine Chen Wanru in the deep palace, whose fate is bound by her family.

Instead, she transformed herself into a folk woman who flew freely between heaven and earth, full of joy and longing.

At the border, it is rumored that General Feng Jianxiao was accidentally ambushed during a battle against foreign enemies, and was seriously injured, with his life hanging by a thread.

At this critical moment of life and death, a kind-hearted orphan girl from the countryside saved General Feng's life.

In order to repay the life-saving grace, General Feng resolutely decided to marry his savior. Regardless of worldly views, he officially married his savior in the midst of war at the border. The two supported each other and guarded the border hand in hand.

This version is called Emperor Tian Yi Chen, and is based on a plot from a romance novel, making it widely circulated in border areas.

Concubine Chen died in the deep palace and was buried in the imperial mausoleum.

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In the twelfth month of the eighth year of Xuanhe, the winter wind was chilly.

In the imperial garden, the branches are covered with white snow, and the whole place is serene and peaceful.

Guo promised Guo Yuerong, wearing a quilted robe with colorful flowers and flying butterflies and cloud brocade. She had her hair in a high bun with a few exquisite pearl and jade hairpins inserted in it, which swayed gently with her steps, making pleasant sounds.

Upon hearing that the empress was about to give birth in the twelfth lunar month, the imperial physician suggested that the empress walk more to aid delivery, and the emperor often accompanied the empress to the imperial garden to appreciate the snow and plum blossoms.

Guo Yuerong dressed up carefully and stepped into the imperial garden with her personal maid.

I hope that I can meet the emperor whom I haven't seen for a long time in this snowy winter day.

Guo Yuerong walked carefully through the snow, and after searching for a while, she finally saw it from a distance.

Emperor Tian Yichen was gently embracing the pregnant empress, and they were enjoying the light dance of the flying snow and the proud beauty of the winter plum blossoms.

Wherever they went, the snow on the ground had already been cleared away by the palace servants.

The emperor's hands gently supported the queen's waist and abdomen.

It was as if what he held in his hands was not a person, but a priceless treasure.

The emperor was turning his head to look at the queen who was wrapped tightly in a cloak embroidered with a pattern of phoenixes and phoenixes in gold and silver thread.

Although it was a cold winter day, the emperor's usually stern eyes towards them became as gentle as the first snow melting away and as gentle as a warm spring.

Looking at the queen who was smiling and talking in his arms.

Guo Yuerong had never seen such a gentle side of the emperor. She had fantasized about this feeling of being pampered countless times in her dreams.

She was very unwilling to accept her situation, so she stepped forward quickly, wanting to show her face in front of the emperor.

Suddenly, a guard with a sword appeared and stopped her.

"The emperor has ordered that no one should disturb him."

Guo Yuerong's maid took out an exquisite purse from her sleeve and quietly put it into the guard's hand.

"Big brother, our young master is Guo Da Ying, and she only wants to see the emperor. Please inform him."

The guard frowned slightly, seeming to be in a difficult position.

He glanced at the purse in his hand, and finally shook his head and pushed the purse back.

"Guo promised, please don't embarrass me. The Queen is about to give birth, and the Emperor is busy accompanying her, so it is inconvenient to disturb her."

"Can you please call Eunuch Zhao?" Guo promised not to give up.

After a while, Zhao Shunan, with a somewhat helpless look on his face, slowly walked towards Guo Yuerong and spoke earnestly.

"Guo agrees. I know what you are thinking, but it is best to live a peaceful life in the harem. You should listen to my advice and go back to rest as soon as possible."

Guo Da Ying was completely disappointed, but she was still unwilling to give up.

She wanted to say something else, but suddenly she heard the emperor's anxious voice in the distance.

"Quickly call the midwife! Call the imperial physician! The queen is about to give birth!"

Hearing the emperor's sudden anxious cry, Zhao Shunan's face changed instantly.

How could he care about Guo's promise?

Almost crawling, he followed the emperor.

Guo Yuerong stood there blankly.

Watching the emperor holding the queen, surrounded by the crowd, hurriedly leaving the imperial garden.

Only a series of messy footprints and a gradually receding back were left behind.

Her eyes gradually became covered with a layer of mist and tears welled up in them.

"Why was she able to get pregnant so easily, while I drank countless bitter pregnancy pills?"

Guo Yuerong murmured to the maid beside her.

"My dear, you will have another chance."

"Do I still have a chance?"

"In this deep palace, without the emperor's favor, how should I spend this long time?"

She turned around slowly and walked back in a daze.

Just like that, it disappeared silently in the vast snow.

Only footprints of varying depths were left, proving that she had been there.