Chapter 129 World 6 (I)

The raging flames, wrapped in steaming heat, rushed towards him. The flames, intertwined with red and blue, devoured everything around them with an extremely wanton momentum. Collapsed beams and pillars, burned into charred black planks, everywhere he looked was a terrifying crimson...

Han Wenxin wanted to escape from the raging fire, but the clanking of chains on her feet reminded her that she was imprisoned here and could not escape...

Wake up from the dream.

Qiu Ming looked at the beads of sweat on Han Wenxin's forehead, her eyes filled with heartache. She reached out and wiped the sweat from Han Wenxin's temples with a soft handkerchief, then spoke softly, "Miss, are you having a nightmare again?"

Han Wenxin nodded slightly, and her usually rosy face turned pale with fear.

Qiu Ming handed the fragrant tea to Han Wenxin and said anxiously, "This nightmare is so nagging, I'm afraid it's caused by evil spirits. Why don't we tell Madam about this? We can invite a Taoist from outside the mansion to dispel these filthy things, so that the girl can have some peace and sleep peacefully."

Seeing the worried look on Qiu Ming's face, Han Wenxin was slightly stunned: It has been many years since I have seen such a lively face.

Han Wenxin could sense Qiu Ming's genuine concern from her words. Her frown relaxed, and her attitude was no longer as insistent as before. She simply said, "Let me think about it."

Han Wenxin walked along the long corridor in the mansion, and often stopped because of the newly blooming oleander on the road or a few fluttering butterflies.

Han Wenxin spent half an hour walking the distance that could be covered in an incense stick. Seeing her like this, Qiu Ming couldn't help but jokingly said, "The young lady said a few days ago that the scenery in this courtyard is so old-fashioned that she's tired of it.

Why are you suddenly interested today and no longer disgusted by these views?"

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.

Han Wenxin lowered his eyes and sniffed the air in the courtyard with the tip of his nose - it was quiet, with the scent of soil and flowers.

This kind of smell was what she had dreamed of smelling when she was trapped in a high-rise building in the past.

Han Wenxin casually evaded Qiu Ming: "I was young and ignorant in the past."

This was a strange thing to say. But in just a few days, Han Wenxin had gone from a girl waiting to be married to someone who understood the ways of the world.

A doubt flashed through Qiu Ming's mind, but he only thought that Han Wenxin had become much more stable since his high fever subsided that day.

Looking at Han's father and mother sitting in the hall, Han Wenxin's nose suddenly felt sore and he threw himself into Han's mother's arms.

Mother Han was stunned. She rubbed Han Wenxin's back helplessly and said softly, "You're already grown up, but you still act like your nephews and nieces and need your mother's care."

The lively person in front of him finally made Han Wenxin's heart, which had been hanging in the air since his rebirth, feel a little relieved.

When she raised her head from Mrs. Han's arms, her eyes were slightly swollen.

Seeing this, Madam Han's face turned serious, and her voice was cold: "Qiu Ming, has anyone bullied Wen Xin?"

Qiu Ming quickly knelt down and denied it repeatedly: "No."

Han Wenxin is Mrs. Han's daughter who comes later in life and is loved and cared for in the mansion.

Furthermore, because Han Wenxin was born with a beautiful face, she was admired and admired by many young men outside the palace. If anyone could have wronged Han Wenxin... Qiu Ming's heart moved slightly, and she reported to Madam Han truthfully: "A few days ago, the young lady had some unpleasantness with the Duke's Mansion's Lu Shizi."

It was also because of Lu Wenhe that Han Wenxin felt depressed and had a fever.

Mrs. Han's tense brows relaxed instantly upon hearing this. It turned out that she was not being bullied, but had a quarrel with the young master.

Mrs. Han lightly tapped Han Wenxin's forehead with her finger, her tone full of helplessness: "You, you, really—"

But Han Wenxin was her daughter after all, the flesh and blood she had conceived for ten months. Although Madam Han felt that Han Wenxin had a bad temper, she couldn't say anything harsh. Madam Han sighed softly, as if to compromise: "In three days, the Duke's Mansion will hold a spring banquet. Lu Wenhe will naturally appear. You can go with the invitation."

Hearing Lu Wenhe's name, Han Wenxin trembled and felt a chill in her hands and feet. She shook her head violently and refused repeatedly, "No, I won't go to the Spring Festival Banquet, mother, I won't go."

No matter how good Mrs. Han's temper was, she was still irritated by Han Wenxin's strange and ever-changing personality.

Wasn't it that she kept shouting "There are so many men in the world, but I only want to marry into the Lu family" and ignored the rules of ordinary girls in the boudoir. Every time she saw Master Lu, she would cling to him. Why did she suddenly change her temper today?

Mrs. Han frowned: "Why not?"

Han Wenxin opened and closed his lips, not knowing how to explain to Mrs. Han.

Do I have to say clearly that I am a reborn person?

Han Wenxin pulled up a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth. If she said this.

Even if it was her own mother, she would think that she was possessed by a demon and would seek help from a monk or Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirit.

Han Wenxin could only vaguely say, "Contact with Prince Lu...I'm afraid it would be detrimental to my reputation."

Madam Han was pleased with Han Wenxin's understanding and said softly, "It's okay. There are definitely many girls your age at the Spring Outing Banquet. It's good for you to stay away from Lu Wenhe and get close to other girls."

Han Wenxin knew that he had no other reason to refuse, so he had to agree quietly.

On the day of the Spring Outing Banquet.

Qiu Ming wanted to style Han Wenxin's hair into a fashionable bun, but Han Wenxin refused. She said in a calm voice, "A normal bun is fine."

In her previous life, she was known only for her unbridled flaunting. On the day of the Spring Outing, she dressed lavishly, adding a charming look to her appearance. The moment she stepped out of the carriage, she captured everyone's attention. Little did she know that stealing the show was a grave offense. Her alluring appearance sparked both overt and covert jealousy.

And if she were to live her life over again, she would definitely not make the same mistake again and make enemies everywhere just to get the spotlight at the Spring Outing Party.

Although Qiu Ming was puzzled, she still followed Han Wenxin's instructions. However, when it came to choosing jewelry, Qiu Ming was at a loss. Qiu Ming thought that, judging by Han Wenxin's outfit today, she might be trying to be low-key and avoid any extravagant decorations. However, this red agate-inlaid hairpin...

Qiu Ming handed the agate hairpin to Han Wenxin and said, "Miss, this red agate is what Prince Lu loves. Do you want to wear it or not?"

Seeing the red agate hairpin, Han Wenxin's face turned pale, her lips were tightly pursed, and a sinister face appeared in her mind, as if she was treated as a puppet, decorated with pearls and gems.

Even so, Lu Wenhe was still not satisfied and insisted on locking her up in a high-rise building, not allowing anyone else to approach her.

On days like that, although he could see the sunlight pouring in through the window lattice, Han Wenxin felt like he was in darkness all day long.

There was no one by her side, and she was surrounded by cold gems, without a trace of human warmth.

And all of this was obtained by her giving her all and spending all her efforts.

Han Wenxin's eyes sparkled with tears as she threw the agate hairpin on the ground.

"Of course not."

She didn't want to go through that kind of life again.

Qiu Ming's body shuddered, and when she came to her senses, she quickly held the red agate hairpin in her palm. After looking at it carefully, she found a long and thin crack, and her brows immediately frowned in pain.

When Han Wenxin saw the crack, a strange emotion flashed through his mind.

She should have called herself Qiu Ming and thrown the red agate hairpin away, but she finally closed her eyelids and did not speak a word.

Because Duke Lu's power and status were growing, this spring outing banquet was also seen by many officials as a means of showing goodwill to Duke Lu.

Therefore, there was a constant stream of traffic and people in front of the Duke's Mansion.

Two carriages blocked the way in front of the Duke's Mansion, and neither side was willing to give way.

The crab-shell green curtain was gently lifted, and the maid leaned over to listen to her master's instructions, her eyes and eyebrows becoming more and more unbridled.

The maid walked up to Qiu Ming and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Please step back half a step."

Qiu Ming naturally refused and pointed at the head of her own horse and said, "Our carriage arrived first. If we have to retreat, it should be yours."

The maid chuckled and waved the handkerchief in her hand: "In front of the Duke's Mansion, there is no such thing as first come first served."

So what if the Han family's carriage arrives half a step first? Even if it's a hundred steps, they should give way to them.

Qiu Ming's cheeks flushed with anger, and she wanted to argue with the bullying maid in front of her, but Han Wenxin suddenly called her.

Qiu Ming turned around and walked in front of Han Wenxin, lowered his head and listened carefully.

After living a new life, Han Wenxin is no longer as competitive as before.

If it were her in her previous life, she would definitely let Qiu Ming guard the carriage and hold a stalemate with the other party.

But now, Han Wenxin only asked Qiu Ming to instruct the coachman to move the carriage back half a step.

Hearing this, Qiu Ming's eyes widened. After arguing with the maid for a long time, Qiu Ming did not feel wronged, but only angry.

But Han Wenxin's initiative to give in made Qiu Ming's eyes red instantly, and she called out, "Miss..."

On the surface, the carriage only retreated half a step, but if the Han family really retreated, they would be looked down upon and neglected.

But Han Wenxin's eyes were tired, and she insisted, "Let them go first."

Qiu Ming could only go and give orders to the coachman. The maid who had argued with Qiu Ming held her head high, her face full of complacency. Qiu Ming, on the other hand, lowered her head, completely devoid of the anticipation and excitement she had felt before arriving at the Duke's Mansion.

The crab-shell green curtain was blown up by the wind as it passed by Han Wenxin, revealing two beautiful faces.

He had a dignified and polite face, yet with a hint of arrogance. It must have been this person who ordered the maid to let Qiu Ming take half a step back.

In the other photo, she looks as soft and gentle as jade, with her clear and autumn eyes full of timidity and pity.

She has a slender figure and wears a simple and elegant dress, which makes her look even more charming and delicate.

Han Wenxin heard someone calling from the carriage, "Precious fan."

The frail woman replied softly, "Elder sister."

The Duke of Guo took the invitation and turned to greet the two people: "Ladies of the Qin Mansion, please follow me."

There was no other barrier at the gate. Qiu Ming lifted the curtain and helped Han Wenxin down from the carriage. Qiu Ming's frustration still lingered, and he grumbled softly.

"If I had known earlier that it was someone from the Qin Mansion, I shouldn't have given in just now."

There was no peace in the court; there were disputes and factions.

Father Han and Lord Qin were two people who appeared to be on good terms with each other but were not in harmony with each other. Although they did not argue fiercely about political affairs, they were bound to compete with each other to see who was better.

If Han's father knew that his daughter gave up her seat to Qin's daughter, I wonder how he would react.

Han Wenxin thought of that weak figure and frowned: "The Qin family doesn't have only one daughter."

Why are the two women walking together?

Qiu Ming knew some of the inside story and explained softly to Han Wenxin, "There is only one legitimate daughter. The others are just concubines who are not to be seen by the public."