Chapter 2
When she woke up, she felt dizzy. She stuck out her tongue and felt a cool sensation that was quite comfortable. She couldn't help but wonder how she was still conscious. Had she not died or had she really become a hanged ghost?
"Waaaaah, Miss, you're finally awake..."
A girl's clear cry pulled the dazed Mu Yulu back to reality. She opened her eyes wide and stared in disbelief at the little girl kneeling by her bedside, crying with snot and tears streaming down her face.
The girl crying so sincerely and heartbrokenly by her bedside was none other than Xinyun, the maid who had served her when she lived in her own household.
Before she met Mu Qinhan, Xinyun had always been by her side. Unfortunately, she later became infatuated with Mu Qinhan and grew increasingly mad. As a result, she could no longer tolerate Xinyun, who tried to pull her back to the right path. So she casually assigned her to a servant and sent the girl away.
Later, I heard that that bastard treated Xinyun badly, often got drunk, and when he was drunk, he would beat and scold Xinyun.
Although she overheard it, she didn't pay much attention to it. At that time, her number one rival in love, Liu Wenshuang, had already appeared. How could she have the energy to care about the life or death of a maid?
Looking back now, she wasn't a good person either, as she was the one who betrothed Xinyun to that scoundrel of a servant.
Thinking of this, Mu Yulu shuddered.
So, did Xin Yun, unable to bear the humiliation, die a miserable death and then become a vengeful ghost to settle scores with her?
Mu Yulu was so frightened that she burst into tears and thrashed about like a fish on a chopping board.
When Xin Yun saw that she had suddenly gone crazy, she quickly reached out to grab her. This grab caused a huge commotion, and Mu Yulu was so frightened that she started flapping her wings even more frantically.
As she struggled, Mu Yulu suddenly remembered that she herself was already dead and had become a hanged ghost.
What's there to be afraid of!
Thinking of this, she calmed down and carefully examined Xinyun while clutching the blanket.
The two "ghosts" stared at each other, one big and one small.
"Miss, what's wrong? Don't scare Xinyun!" Seeing Mu Yulu calm down, Xinyun immediately rushed over and hugged her tightly: "It's just that the rope broke! This servant will go and buy a sturdier one right away. You must take care of your head, you mustn't go crazy from hanging, how can you marry Prince Mu if you go crazy, waaaaah..."
Mu Yulu was completely confused. After a while, she stammered, "What did you say? What about the rope breaking and what about Prince Mu?"
Upon hearing the words "Prince Mu," she suddenly shrieked, "You're not talking about Mu Qinhan, are you?!"
Xin Yun stared at Mu Yulu in astonishment, sniffing and dumbfounded.
Now she was absolutely certain that her young mistress had really gone mad; otherwise, how could she have forgotten the person she had been longing for?
"Miss, please don't do this. If Master forbids you from attending the temple fair, then let's commit suicide again. Miss, you once said that failure is the mother of success, and you also said that you must never give up and must keep trying so that you can win the heart of your beloved!"
Sir? Temple fair?
Mu Yulu was somewhat mentally unstable, and then gradually recalled her dark past.
On the Lantern Festival, the year she came of age, she met Mu Qinhan, the man destined to bring her great calamity, for the first time at the temple fair.
At that time, he was as beautiful as jade, dressed in white as snow, and instantly captivated her soul.
In fact, she had already heard of Prince Mu Qinhan's unparalleled elegance before this, and had also bought inside information that he would be going out on the night of the Lantern Festival, which is why she insisted on going to the temple fair.
Unfortunately, Mu Qinhan bewitched her that night, but the real Mu Qinhan didn't even notice her, leaving her to secretly harbor feelings for him, thus sowing the seeds for her future misdeeds.
Mu Yulu sighed with shame, then suddenly raised her head.
What's going on? Did she... die back to the year she came of age?
"Heart Cloud..."
Looking at Xinyun's youthful face, Mu Yulu's eyes instantly reddened, and she tremblingly reached out her hand: "You...you quickly bring the mirror over!"
Xin Yun paused for a moment, then helplessly pursed her lips.
Well, the young lady is still concerned about her appearance, so she's not crazy. So she put her mind at ease, quickly took the mirror, and carefully handed it to Mu Yulu.
The girl in the mirror had the same features as before: almond-shaped eyes, red lips, and an oval face. She was still quite childlike, yet she was beginning to show her charm. Her eyes were like pools of water reflecting a sky full of stars, and the corners of her lips unconsciously turned up, revealing a mischievous and playful look. Her skin was as smooth as cream, and her hands were as soft as tender shoots. She was truly lovely and pitiful.
Yes, this is her. Not the prince's concubine who was locked in a small room and tortured until she was neither human nor ghost, but Mu Yulu, who was young and innocent and full of life ten years ago, before she met Mu Qinhan!
Yes, Mu Yulu always felt that she was innocent and naive ten years ago, even though Xin Yun strongly disagreed.
"Miss, are you out of your mind?" Xin Yun waved her hand in front of Mu Yulu's eyes: "Don't get so caught up in your own beauty. Let's think of something else. Are you going to keep trying to hang yourself, or do you want to try something else? How about jumping into the river?"
Mu Yulu seemed to have lost her hearing, threw the mirror away, and stared straight at Xinyun.
It seems she really has been reborn, carrying the memories of her previous life. Mu Yulu has been reborn!
Overjoyed, she raised her hand and hugged Xinyun tightly, shaking her arm repeatedly until the girl thought her mistress had gone mad with poverty and was going to murder her for money.
Since God has given her another chance, she must cherish the people around her and never be blinded by other women again.
Mu Yulu vowed to turn over a new leaf and start anew!
"Xinyun..."
Releasing her grip on Xin Yun, Mu Yulu gazed at the window with an air of profound weariness: "Is there any light outside?"
"Miss, the sun is shining brightly outside." Xin Yun couldn't stand Mu Yulu's affected manner, so she got up, pulled back the curtain, and opened the window. The brilliant sunlight instantly flooded in, spreading across the floor.
Mu Yulu was almost blinded by the sunlight. She squinted for a moment, then reluctantly opened her eyes again, staring blankly at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.
For many years, she had not seen the light.
This suffocating freedom—only those who have lost it truly understand it.
It's much more precious than that damn love!
Mu Yulu threw off the covers and jumped out of bed: "Xinyun, come and help me change my clothes!"
Xin Yun's lips twitched, and she reluctantly moved over.
What's wrong with you? You fainted once, and now you're acting all crazy and easily startled. At this rate, when will you ever win the heart of your beloved?
Muttering to herself as she helped her mistress change her clothes, Xin Yun suddenly remembered the unfinished plan her mistress had left unfinished before her untimely death. She looked up at Mu Yulu in surprise and asked, "Miss, where are you going to change? Are you not going to commit suicide?"
"Suicide? Only a madman would commit suicide!" Impatient with Xin Yun's slow movements, Mu Yulu grabbed Xin Yun's belt, quickly tied it up, and ran outside.
Before it gets dark and Mu Qinhan appears, she wants to hurry out and experience the feeling of freedom.
Otherwise, once it gets late and the temple fair starts and Mu Qinhan comes out, she'll just have to stay inside and eat melon seeds.
That's right, Mu Yulu, who has turned over a new leaf in this life, will never again create any opportunities to "accidentally" meet Mu Qinhan.
On the contrary, she wanted to completely sever ties with Mu Qinhan in this life!
Wearing a new outfit and a veil, Mu Yulu stepped out the door with a proud and confident stride.
Poor Xinyun had no words to express her bitterness. She looked at Mu Yulu, hesitating several times before finally speaking up: "Miss, it seems Xinyun has taken the wrong thing. This dress doesn't seem to be yours..."
At this moment, Mu Yulu's light green long gown seemed to be made from spring streams cut into silk, with a touch of duck egg blue added. When she walked, the hem of her skirt was as soft as ripples spreading across spring water.
Such superior material and exquisite design must have been custom-made in the best clothing store in the capital. Although Mu Yulu is the eldest daughter of the Mu family, she is the daughter that the head of the family, Mu Yugang, dislikes the most. How could she have so much money to customize such high-end clothing?
Xinyun grew increasingly frightened as she thought about it: "This dress is probably not a custom-made garment for the temple fair by the Second or Third Miss. We should return it quickly."
"I know." Mu Yulu nodded earnestly as she lifted her veil to eat a pie, "I know this dress isn't mine."
Of course she knew that the clothes weren't hers.
This was a "surprise" prepared for her by her half-sister Mu Xingzi in her previous life.
In her previous life, on the very day the temple fair was about to begin, Mu Xingzi tricked her into wearing this new dress. As a result, she turned around and pitifully ran to her father to complain, which led to her father giving her a good scolding.
In her previous life, Mu Yulu was a bit foolish. She insisted on arguing with her half-sister, who only knew how to use underhanded tricks, in front of her father. As a result, her father, who was already annoyed with her, became even more annoyed with her and ordered a servant to drag her away and beat her without saying a word.
It's really boring.
Having died and come back to life under Mu Qinhan's hands, she now completely despises Mu Xingzi's petty tricks.
“Xinyun, I’m an idiot, and you’re an idiot too. Mu Xingzi’s people were all arranged to come to our courtyard, and they secretly slipped this outfit in without anyone noticing, and you didn’t even know.”
Hearing Mu Yulu say this, Xinyun was startled and was about to bow her head to apologize to her master when Mu Yulu changed the subject: "However, since she is willing, I will accept it. Consider this outfit as Mu Xingzi's tribute to her sister, me."
As Xinyun listened, she couldn't help but scrunch up her little face: "But Miss, if you wear her clothes, she will definitely go to the master to complain, and then the master will blame you again."
Mu Yulu sneered: "No matter how valuable it is, it's just a piece of clothing. What can he do to me?"
In her previous life, she had a bad life in the Mu family because her father didn't love her and her mother didn't care for her, yet she still longed for that illusory love.
That's why she was so subservient in the household, so concerned about how she was perceived by her parents, and that's why, unable to gain their favor, she placed her hopes on Mu Qinhan.
Little did she know that Mu Qinhan's love was even more illusory than her parents'.
Frowning slightly, Mu Yulu clicked her tongue softly.
Why did I suddenly think of this person again?
She shook her head violently, trying to shake Mu Qinhan's image out of her mind: "If Mu Xingzi wants to complain, then complain. If Father wants to be angry, then be angry. In the end, he can't kill me over a piece of clothing. In the end, this piece of clothing is on my body."
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