Chapter 1: Rebirth - Rebirth of the Noble Daughter
Chapter 1: Rebirth
Lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder, as pouring rain washed over the Feng family's mansion.
At this moment, outside the mansion gates stood a figure, charred all over from the fire, with clothes torn in several places, revealing burnt flesh underneath, a sight that sent shivers down one's spine!
The rain, descending from the sky like sharp knives, pierced towards Feng Jinyao.
She could never forget the excruciating pain of her skin being scorched by the flames, while the person outside, intentionally setting the fire, laughed brazenly.
"Ah Yao, may you have a better fate in your next life. Don't be born into a family like the Fengs, where you're constantly manipulated from birth, naturally leading to a miserable end!"
"Wen Mengsheng, you'll have a wretched death!"
The physical pain was nothing compared to the despair of knowing the truth.
The raging fire burned for hours. Feng Jinyao watched as if her soul had left her body, drifting from the Wen family to the doorstep of the Feng mansion.
Pushing the door open unsteadily, she was met not with the usual joyous laughter, but with several neatly arranged coffins.
"Father!"
"Mother!"
"Brother..."
No one answered.
Her eldest brother, whose flesh was blurred by the chaotic knives of bandits.
Her second brother, who ended his life in despair after having his legs broken and being dishonored.
Her mother, who struggled with coughing up blood day and night, and became so emaciated before her death.
And her father, whose limbs were severed, leaving only a head.
They all had bloodshot eyes, crawling out of their coffins towards Feng Jinyao, yet passing through her as if they couldn't see her.
"Ah..."
A scream tore through the sky, and Feng Jinyao spat out a mouthful of blood from her chest, filled with hatred all over her body. If she had a sword in her hand at that moment, she would have slaughtered the beasts of the Wen family!
The smell of blood grew stronger, and just as she felt something wanting to burst out of her body, she heard a familiar voice calling out to her, struggling to wake her from the nightmare.
"Miss? Miss?"
Awakened by the shaking, Feng Jinyao suddenly opened her eyes, filled with hatred, and grabbed the hairpin on Yunxu's head, aiming it at her neck.
"Miss!"
The maid was frightened and retreated, falling to the ground. When the cold tip of the hairpin was just inches away from her, it finally stopped.
"Yunxu?"
"It's me, it's me. Miss, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
Countless images flashed through her mind—the tragic deaths of her parents and brothers, the cold-bloodedness of the Wen family, the scheming of the Liang family, and the covert plots of the Wei family and the Ninth Prince!
One after another, these events stirred up the deep hatred in Feng Jinyao's heart.
It wasn't a nightmare; it was the bloody reality that the Feng family had faced in the past.
She had clearly been burned to death, so how did she come back to life again?
Yunxu, who had died in front of her, could it be that she had been reborn?
Feng Jinyao took a deep breath, closed her eyes to calm herself, and tightly held the hairpin in her hand, never letting her guard down.
Seeing her turn pale, frown, and sweat on her forehead, Yunxu knew she was having a nightmare.
She calmed her nerves and spoke up.
"Miss, did you not sleep well last night? You have dark circles under your eyes. Tomorrow is Madam Bai's birthday banquet; if you go like this, Madam Bai will surely be distressed."
Grandmother Bai's birthday?
This time, Feng Jinyao was certain she had indeed been reborn.
"Is it the eleventh year of Tianqi?"
"Yes, Miss."
Yunxu was even more puzzled. How could Miss forget all this after just one night's sleep?
There's still time! There's still time!
Feng Jinyao clenched her fists tightly on the bed, and her delicate skin quickly turned red and swollen.
She was immensely grateful for the chance to live this life again. Since that was the case, she would make those who harmed the Feng family taste the bitterness of their own destruction!
Opening her eyes again, there was no trace of panic left.
Take it slow, no rush.
The Wen family, the Liang family, the Wei family, the Ninth Prince, all those who had blood on their hands from the Feng family, none of them would escape.
"Is mother's cough better?"
In her previous life, her mother died inexplicably from a cough.
It was her own stupidity that failed to discern such a crude plot. She even eagerly rushed into it, giving the Wen family the opportunity to establish their affection for each other!
It was because of this wrong marriage that a series of calamities occurred.
The family suffered one misfortune after another, and Feng Jinyao could never forget the hollow eyes and emaciated limbs of her mother before her death. Even in her last moments, she called out for Aiyao, her greatest concern still being her.
"According to Bai Mama, it's still the same. The medicine from the Imperial Hospital has been taken for two months, but there's been no improvement."
"You go to the Ren family in the south of the city and buy three bottles of cough medicine. Remember to do it quietly, don't let anyone find out."
"Miss, are you..."
"Do as I say. Let Xiuqiu come to help me wash up."
"Yes."
Not long after her mother's death in her previous life, Feng Jinyao discovered a problem in the medicine residue, there was an additional ingredient that exacerbated the dampness and heat in the body. No wonder her mother couldn't recover after a long period of treatment and eventually coughed up blood and died.
Unfortunately, just as she was about to investigate further, her brother and father were successively killed while on duty, and her mother's death remained unresolved.
In this life, she must protect this mother who loves her so much!
And anyone who dares to harm her mother will not have an easy life!
Although Yunxu didn't understand what Feng Jinyao meant, she, who was always diligent, dared not be careless. She instructed the maids waiting outside to come in and serve Feng Jinyao with dressing and washing.
She then made an excuse to go out and buy head oil for Feng Jinyao, and quietly went to the Ren family's medicine shop in the south of the city.
With skin as fair as jade, beautiful as if born of the heavens, and a slender figure, Feng Jinyao had a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection that were unforgettable.
She covered the dark circles under her eyes with a hint of peach blossom powder, tied her ink-black hair into a simple bun, and inserted a plum blossom hairpin made of sheep-fat jade.
Xiuqiu brought a set of pleated skirt in floating purple brocade for her, covered with a white satin jacket. The white rabbit fur tightly sealed the neckline and cuffs, keeping her warm in the winter.
"The color of snow in winter complements Miss's complexion well."
Feng Jinyao didn't respond to Xiuqiu's words, but instead gave orders.
"Tell Bai Mama that I will accompany my mother for breakfast."
"Yes."
After dressing, she stepped out and was greeted by a gust of wind in midwinter, causing the maids to shiver.
However, Feng Jinyao, walking ahead, stood tall and unaffected.
The plain cloud brocade cloak blocked the wind and frost outside, but the golden hand-warmer copper stove in her hand couldn't warm her heart.
Several red-heart sandalwood plum trees were transplanted in the corner of the corridor in Ning'an Courtyard. At this moment, they were in full bloom and the fiery red color resembled the heart blood of the Feng family, reminding her constantly— the disaster of annihilation is unforgivable!
Step by step, she grew even more resolute!
It took only half an incense stick's time to walk from Ning'an Courtyard to the Yunhai Courtyard where her mother resided.
As soon as Feng Jinyao and her party entered the courtyard, they heard Bai Mama, who had come to greet her, offering her greetings
"Miss, you've come so early."
"Bai Mama, did my mother cough a lot last night?"
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