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...
The thick, inky clouds finally loosened their grip on the moon.
It trailed its gray, wispy edges, like a defeated army fleeing toward the horizon.
The moonlight, like thawing frost, poured down, spilling over the dark treetops, over the sleeping eaves, and draping the ground in a flowing silver veil.
Xu Zhuohua held Cheng Muyun's hand, and the two walked side by side under the night sky.
A smile remained on Cheng Muyun's lips.
Looking at the bright moonlight in the sky, Xu Zhuohua sighed softly.
"What's wrong?" The man was always able to catch Xu Zhuohua's emotions immediately.
"It's nothing, I was just thinking about something from the past, and it's making me a little upset."
The man raised their clasped hands and gripped them tightly. "You can tell me what you're saying."
Xu Zhuohua thought of the tragic end of Cheng Muyun in history.
You wouldn't understand even if I told you.
Cheng Muyun stopped and stared into her eyes, a different kind of light shining from his clear gaze.
"Speak slowly, I'll try my best to understand."
Xu Zhuohua smiled. "You really want to hear it?"
The man nodded emphatically.
Xu Zhuohua had wanted to speak out countless times, but she knew no one would believe her, and that she might be considered crazy if she did.
But what she wanted to tell Cheng Muyun was that his sincerity had moved her.
"Actually... I foresaw the future."
That seems to be a more convincing way of putting it.
Cheng Muyun nodded. "How so?"
"Yes, it means that the land beneath our feet will undergo tremendous changes in the future, a complete upheaval, and someone will lead everyone toward prosperity."
The man said, "Isn't that great?"
Xu Zhuohua looked troubled: "But this change is like skinning someone alive; it will kill many, many people."
Cheng Muyun didn't care much. "The rise and fall of the nation is a tragedy for the people. If we can truly achieve prosperity, the dead can rest in peace."
Tears welled up in Xu Zhuohua's eyes. Cheng Muyun was stunned for a moment, then asked, "I will die too?"
Tears finally fell, and she pouted, looking incredibly aggrieved. "Yeah, it's awful."
Cheng Muyun reached out and wiped away her tears. "You're crying so hard, you must be really in a terrible situation."
His attitude surprised Xu Zhuohua. Shouldn't a normal person's reaction be to get to the bottom of things and then reasonably avoid their own death?
Aren't you surprised?
Cheng Muyun's brows were slightly furrowed, and his lips were pursed, as if he were very sad.
"So that's why you don't want to be with me?"
Xu Zhuohua was stunned; she hadn't expected Cheng Muyun to be so perceptive.
"Yes, before you die, your wife will die first, burned to death by fire. After that, you will become a very, very bad person, and eventually be killed, leaving behind a bad reputation."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Muyun reached out and put his arm around Xu Zhuohua's shoulder. "Is it a pity that after doing so many good deeds, I still end up with such a miserable fate?"
His reaction was as if he had heard something completely ordinary.
Xu Zhuohua couldn't help but frown as she looked at him, her eyes filled with unconcealed heartache. "Don't you care at all?"
The man gently curled the corners of his lips. "Compared to my tragic death, I care more about you. Even knowing that marrying me would mean my death, you still chose me."
A single tear slid down the man's cheek.
Large, piping hot, sincere, and heartbreaking.
Cheng Muyun hugged Xu Zhuohua tightly, "Since you've placed your bet on me, I definitely won't let you lose."
Xu Zhuohua nestled in the man's arms, "I believe in you, we will definitely find a way."
...
Since opening her heart, Xu Zhuohua feels that the days are passing by quickly.
Strolling through the entire New Sea City felt like a fleeting moment. Flowers bloomed and then withered, dawn awaited dusk, lovers held hands, and a summer quietly passed by.
After learning that the two were together, Madam Cheng surprisingly didn't say anything. Lei Huohuo set a date, as if Cheng Muyun were an old bachelor.
The Xu family was naturally very happy to be able to form a bond with the Cheng family.
Of the whole family, Xu Jiyi was probably the most unhappy.
The First Madam went out to shop, and the concubines of the household sat together, each with a needle and thread in hand, making a thousand-fold handkerchief for Xu Zhuohua.
The seventh concubine had the best relationship with Xu Zhuohua, and she wasn't much older than him.
"Oh my dear young lady, you've embroidered mandarin ducks and ducks instead?"
Xu Zhuohua looked at the oddly shaped handkerchief in her hand with a troubled expression. She was not good at needlework at all, but the First Madam insisted that she make one herself, so she had no choice but to pick up the needle and thread.
"Don't laugh at me." Xu Zhuohua hid the handkerchief behind her back. "I'm just not good at this anyway."
The concubines all laughed at her, saying, "Miss is so lucky. We used to sew our own new quilts, unlike you, Miss, who only needs a handkerchief."
"That's right, that's right. The young marshal's betrothal gifts have filled the storeroom. We don't have the good fortune of a young lady like you."
Xu Zhuohua blushed to the roots of her neck from their words.
She is now praying that someone will come and save her.
Xu Jiyi walked in from the door, looking sad. He looked at Xu Zhuohua and said, "Zhuohua, come out for a moment. I have something to tell you."
The concubines immediately joked, "The third young master is also good to the eldest young lady."
"That's right, that's right. The third young master is exceptionally good to the eldest young lady. If they weren't born of the same mother, I would have suspected..."
Before the sixth concubine could finish speaking, the fifth concubine covered her mouth.
When the fifth concubine entered the house, the original owner had just been sent to a nunnery. She knew that Xu Zhuohua was an imposter, but the sixth concubine did not.
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