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

The sunlight gently brushed across Bishui Street and quietly entered Yun Zimo's residence at No. 5 Qingquan Lane, Bishui Street.

The house is simple and quiet, with the blue bricks and black tiles revealing the accumulation of years.

Yun Zimo was wearing a spotless white robe, ready to go out.

I went to the academy to find Master Wei and ask for advice on a problem that has been bothering me recently.

Master Wei, who was over fifty years old and had a deep friendship with his father, took pity on his weak health and inability to go to the academy, and often went to his home to teach him.

But Yun Zimo couldn't bear to see his mentor's old body overworked.

Seeing that I am in good health today, I want to go by myself.

He called Liu Hetai and went out together.

As I walked into the yard, a crisp sound floated in the wind, as if it came from the newly moved yard next door.

"Miss, look over there, that peach is even bigger than the one you just picked!"

A young and excited female voice sounded, full of joy.

"Okay, I've picked it."

A familiar, gentle and moving voice responded.

This sound!?

Yun Zimo suddenly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the morning light and accurately falling on the graceful figure sitting among the outstretched branches of the peach tree.

The young man in white could hardly believe his eyes.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and everything around became blurry.

All I could see was the woman on the branch.

She was wearing a gauze dress with scattered flowers, her skin was white and her face was beautiful, she was pure and elegant, and the two ribbons hanging from her head fluttered gently in the breeze, making her look like a fairy who had fallen to earth.

"My dear." She called softly.

Her pair of bright eyes were clear and bright, as bright as stars. When she saw herself, she smiled at herself excitedly.

Her eyes were curved like crescent moons, as if the spirit was overflowing from them.

When their eyes met, Yun Zimo's heart was filled with infinite excitement and joy.

"Sister Yu..."

Yun Zimo finally spoke, his voice trembling slightly.

"Where have you been during this time?"

The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time seemed to have found an outlet for release.

Yun Zimo's heart was beating like a drum, and he almost subconsciously walked towards the peach tree.

Every step felt like walking on clouds, light and unreal.

Liu Qianyu looked at the young man under the tree.

The white robe that is not stained by dust is like a green pine covered with the first snow in early winter, pure and aloof.

His long hair, as black as night, was delicately tied into a warm jade crown.

He had an unforgettable handsome appearance, his face was as white as cream, without the slightest flaw, and his long eyebrows were as sparse and orderly as distant mountains, lightly covering a pair of clear eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.

The sunlight shone on his body, giving his already fair and delicate skin a faint golden glow, but it did not change his inherent sickly paleness in the slightest.

This paleness, on the contrary, made him even more fragile and beautiful, which made people feel pity.

She is tall and slender, like a banished immortal, untainted by dust and dirt, transcending the ordinary and becoming a saint.

Liu Qianyu thought, what a pale and morbidly beautiful exiled immortal!

Liu Qianyu couldn't bear to hide it and smiled gently.

"She went to be a singer at the Huajian Zuiyuefang."

Her words were simple and direct, without too much embellishment, but they made Yun Zimo's heart ache.

"Is it the Fifth Prince?"

Yun Zimo almost blurted it out, with a hint of resentment and worry in his eyes.

"Yeah," Liu Qianyu nodded.

"Sister Yu, me too. Don't be a singer anymore. Don't take risks. I will take revenge for you. Okay?"

His voice was soft but full of unquestionable firmness.

Liu Qianyu looked at Yun Zimo's eyes, which were full of urgency and persistence.

She nodded slightly, her voice soft and warm.

"Well, I believe you."

Yun Zimo smiled, his usually cold and indifferent face was like winter snow melting under the warm sun.

"Sister Yu, are you moving here?"

"Well, I'll live here from now on."

"Miss Liu, I'm glad you're okay. Our young master has been looking for you for a long time and was very worried."

Seeing this, He Tai, who was standing by, couldn't help but smile with relief and walked forward to talk.

When Yun Zimo heard this, his cheeks suddenly turned slightly red, in contrast to his usual paleness.

His eyes flickered, he looked a little flustered, and his fingers gently stroked his robe.

"Sister Yu, I still have to go to the academy to find the teacher and ask some questions. I'm leaving now."

He turned around and was about to leave, but seemed to remember something, turned around again and looked at Liu Qianyu.

"Sister Yu, don't forget what you promised me. Don't take risks in the future. I will take care of the revenge."

His tone was pleading.

Liu Qianyu nodded again and promised.

"Okay, I promise you."

Yun Zimo then pushed Liu Hetai and turned to leave.

Liu Hetai, who was pushed, looked puzzled and hurried to catch up with his young master.

Did I say something wrong?

The young master is very worried about Miss Liu!

Ever since the misfortune that befell his family, the young master has been indifferent and cold, making people feel that he is difficult to get close to.

Only when he met Miss Liu, his clear and indifferent eyes would become so gentle that they seemed to drip with water.

You ask me to find out information every day. Isn't this worrying?

Liu Hetai scratched his head, not following the young master's train of thought.

* * *

Songfeng Academy is located in a quiet place on the bank of Qinhuai River, surrounded by lush bamboo forests.

The breeze blows gently, and the bamboo leaves rustle, as if whispering thousands of years of wisdom.

Wei Mingbai, teacher and principal of Songfeng Academy, is over fifty years old.

The few shallow wrinkles on his face did not diminish his charm, but instead added a bit of years of accumulation and majesty.

He wore a simple yet elegant blue shirt and often held an ancient book in his hand.

His eyes were deep and bright as he looked at his beloved disciple, Yun Zimo, who was frequently distracted.

Normally, when he discussed academic matters with himself, he was always fully focused, but today, his mind seemed to be wandering.

He has high hopes for Yun Zimo.

This child is talented and diligent, and should have made rapid progress in his academic career.

However, due to sudden changes in his family, his health was also ruined. He went through a lot of hardships.

During the four years, he missed the chance to take the imperial examination three times. It was not until he was fifteen years old and his health improved a little that he was able to take the exam.

He unexpectedly won the first prize and became the top candidate of the session.

His talent is breathtaking, but it also makes people sigh that God is jealous of his talent.

Finally, Master Wei couldn't help but ask softly.

"Zi Mo, have you been overworked recently? Can your body still handle it?"

"If you have any questions in the future, please ask He Tailai to come to the academy to find me. I can also take time to go to Qingquan Lane to answer your questions."

Their words are full of love and care from the elders to the younger ones.

Yun Zimo bowed quickly.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I feel that I am fine today, so I came to the academy to seek advice. Now that my doubts have been resolved, I dare not disturb you any further. I will take my leave now."

"Zi Mo, although learning is important, health is more fundamental. You are talented, but don't rush for quick success and instant benefits, or you will hurt your foundation. Remember, only a steady stream of water can lead to a long-term goal."

Master Wei waved his hand and signaled him to go back.

Yun Zimo bowed deeply and responded sincerely.

"Master's teachings, Zi Mo will remember them in his heart. I will definitely follow Master's words, take care of my health, study diligently, and live up to Master's high expectations."

Master Wei nodded with satisfaction and watched Yun Zimo slowly walk out of the study.

He didn't let out a soft sigh until the white figure disappeared behind the door.