The Fake Young Lady is Truly Spoiled by the Group, the Young Marshal Loves Her to the Extreme

History major university student Xu Zhuohua accidentally transmigrates into the body of a young nun in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China!

She becomes a fake young lady, prayin...

Chapter 208 Extra Chapter 7: The Dazzling Bloom

I am Xu Xinghua.

This is the name the young lady gave me.

It also signifies that I left the Xu family, escaped slavery, and became a free person.

The young lady married the young marshal; they were a match made in heaven.

I didn't go to the Cheng family with the young lady; instead, I stayed in the small courtyard where we had taken refuge during our escape.

The young lady once said that her greatest wish in life was to have her own small courtyard, to be self-reliant, and to be happy even if she lived in poverty.

I live in a small courtyard and am looking for a way to make a living.

The young lady taught me to dance before. Although I liked it very much and it was very lucrative, it was definitely not the best option for me, who wanted freedom and long-term stability.

At this time, Deputy Director Chen came to our door.

I roughly know that he once kidnapped the young lady, but she said he was a good person.

I still don't understand the reason, but I'm willing to believe the young lady.

Deputy Director Chen said he wanted me to work for him and be his subordinate.

I don't understand either. I'm just a maid, I know almost nothing. What is it about me that makes him want to recruit me personally?

However, why wouldn't I be happy to have someone like that above me to protect my safety?

Deputy Director Chen then became my grandfather.

Hu Moli, the top courtesan at the Paramount Ballroom, was also working for him.

I don't understand anymore. Actually, someone like Hu Moli doesn't need to risk her life for anyone. Even if she wanted the stars in the sky, someone would be willing to pluck them down for her.

Much later, I realized that everything that seemed illogical stemmed from vague and ethereal emotions.

Even I, a naive and inexperienced maid, could see Hu Moli's love for the master.

But the master's eyes seemed to be fixed only on the young lady. I know that the young lady is bright and sunny and attracts attention, but she is already married. Her love for the young marshal is obvious to everyone.

So, the fact that the master's eyes held a hint of evasion was the limit of what he could do.

Hu Moli could see it too, so her eyes held seven parts affection.

She is like her name, blooming quietly and then fading away.

I didn't even have time to grieve for her death; the young lady nearly lost her life in that fire.

We arrived at the abandoned site in Nanhu and were carefully cared for by Dr. Liu, but the young lady still did not improve.

The master was extremely anxious. He often sat by the lake in a daze, regretting bringing the young lady to South Lake.

On one side is the half-dead young lady, and on the other side is the young marshal who has gone mad because of losing the young lady. He is anxious but there is nothing he can do, because the young lady does not want to return to Xinhai City.

During that time, the young lady was ill and didn't speak. She just liked to read the newspaper in her room.

Regardless of whether the food suited her taste or not, she would eat a few bites, as if it were just to survive.

The sunny and cheerful young lady disappeared, and she reverted to her original quiet and reserved self.

I watched helplessly as the young lady grew more and more haggard each day, pressuring the master to come up with a solution, but neither of us was able to do anything about it.

Until the master arrived.

No one informed the master, and even the guards stationed around the area were unaware of his arrival.

The master spoke to the young lady at length, and although it is unclear what they said, the young lady's condition improved significantly after the master left.

But the master never came again.

Half a year has passed quietly, and I thought we were going to spend our whole lives in Nanhu.

The young lady began to feel uneasy. Not long after, news came that the young marshal was to be executed. We didn't care about anything else and immediately boarded the ship to head to Xinhai City.

I knew it. In the young lady's heart, the young marshal is the most important. I asked her many times, but she wouldn't budge on returning to Xinhai City. But as soon as the young marshal got into trouble, she couldn't care about anything else.

We were stopped by the young marshal and the second young master on our way. It turned out that the young marshal had nothing to do at all and had only resorted to this tactic to lure the young lady out.

In this world, there is only one person like the young marshal who would go to such lengths for the young lady, even disregarding his own safety.

Some things happened afterward, but I don't know much about them. I only know that on the most chaotic night, my grandfather cried very sadly.

He had just finished a successful operation to "encircle and annihilate the young marshal," and at the victory banquet, he got completely drunk.

I accompanied him from his own home to the small courtyard where the young lady had lived when she fled.

He remained silent the entire way, glancing at the moon every now and then. The only thing he said to me was, "Is this the extreme point?"

I know he's calculating when the young lady and the young marshal will leave.

Before she left, the young lady specifically told me that she might never come back.

I know that Grandpa is heartbroken over this.

He was like an abandoned one; everyone pushed him toward the path of righteousness, but it was a lonely one.

He walked into the small courtyard, which was desolate, and then he began to cry.

Tears fell like beads from a broken string.

I have never seen my grandfather cry, nor have I ever seen any man cry. I stood at the door, not knowing what to say or do.

I closed the door and stood there until dawn.

I know that the only soft spot in my heart that allowed me to climb to where I am now is probably this place.

But now that the young lady is gone, he may no longer have even this last bit of tenderness left.

I have obviously forgotten how Grandpa walked out of that small courtyard, but I clearly remember that from that day on, Grandpa began to frantically support Xiao Wuxin.

He was as crazy as the young marshal who lost his young lady back then.

Later, the young lady came back a few times. Although we belonged to the same camp, the young lady was an underground member, while the master was the imposter in the open. They could not meet.

Even letters are not allowed.

Later, because the protection of the organization's members was exposed, Grandpa was arrested.

The young lady saw him off on his final journey, but the young marshal, for the sake of his dignity, personally ended his life.

But no one in the organization could collect his body; only I could.

Because I am his wife in name only.

The young marshal's marksmanship was as good as ever. He left with dignity. His handsome face was still so dashing after being wiped clean.

When they collected the body, I cried uncontrollably.

It wasn't because I had fallen in love with him, but because he was covered in so much skin that he was missing several fingernails.

I know he's a tough guy and not afraid of pain, but just how painful is this inhumane torture?

I know that everyone shares a common ideal.

From that day on, I changed; I began to dedicate myself to that ideal.

Until today, I finally saw the dawn.

Grandpa, Sister Jasmine, did you see that?

The darkness has ended, and light shines upon the earth. When you are reincarnated, you will not be born into the Republic of China, but into the new China.

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