Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 179 Can She Still Return to the Palace?

"Lan'er pays her respects to the eldest lady!"

A clear and flattering voice was heard, and Aunt Lan came towards this side with graceful steps.

Here, the eldest wife was gently comforting Cai Lian, who was in tears, but unexpectedly, Aunt Lan arrived.

Aunt Lan's face was filled with flattering smiles. She was wearing a gorgeous Manchu dress and looked as beautiful as a blooming flower.

She walked towards the eldest wife with light steps and graceful manner.

When she came closer, she bowed slightly, and then stood quietly next to the eldest lady.

Upon seeing this, the first wife quickly winked at Cailian, signaling her to leave first.

After Cailian left, the eldest wife narrowed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and revealed a faint smile?

She said softly, "There's no need for so much formality between us sisters. Come over and sit down!"

As he spoke, he patted the chair in the pavilion affectionately, motioning her to sit down.

When Aunt Lan heard this, she was delighted and quickly responded, "Thank you, Madam, for your kindness."

As soon as she sat down, she couldn't wait to take out a piece of fine cloth from her arms and handed it to the first wife with both hands.

But he pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Fujin, you said the prince should be back soon, right?"

The eldest wife took the cloth and examined it carefully. The cloth was soft and smooth to the touch, with fine embroidery and exquisite patterns. It was obvious that it was woven in Jiangning.

The eldest wife smiled slightly, gently placed the cloth aside, then looked up at Aunt Lan, with a barely perceptible shrewdness flashing in her eyes.

How could she not understand the real purpose of Aunt Lan's visit?

In the whole mansion, several women surrounded a prince, and all of them were eagerly looking forward to the prince's return all day long.

But isn't it the same for me?

After all, we are all lonely women in the boudoir.

"Sister, according to the spies I sent, the prince should be back after fighting the Huns!" The eldest wife could only comfort her gently.

Aunt Lan nodded, not quite believing it, then sighed helplessly. Even if it was to compete for favor, that man had to come back!

At this time, she leaned close to the eldest concubine's ear and asked softly, "I heard that Yu Fu Jin actually ran away secretly to the prince?

This woman is so powerful, she can even run away even if she is locked up in the woodshed!

When Fu Jin comes back, you must give her a good beating!"

"It's not certain whether she can come back!"

The eldest wife suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly pulled Aunt Lan to her side, then changed her words and said with a smile: "Sister Lan, when the prince comes back, I will definitely let him visit your room more often. When you are pregnant, I will let him make you a princess!"

"Madam, Lan'er will never betray you!" Aunt Lan turned around and poured a cup of tea for the eldest lady, and the two sat in the pavilion and chatted.

The eldest wife took the tea from Aunt Lan with a smile. She lowered her head to look at the tea in the tea bowl and thought to herself: When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits! You two fight, let's see who has the last laugh!

"Xiaoling, Xiaowan, are you at home?" An anxious voice came. It turned out to be Jiaorou.

"Greetings to Consort Consort!"

Xiaoling and Xiaowan were taking a walk with Lin Zhong, looking at the furnishings in the rooms of Cuizhu Garden. They heard the gentle voice of the concubine and hurried out to pay their respects to her.

Lin Zhong also quickly turned to the concubine, nodded with a delicate smile, and said with a smile: "Old man, are you staying here well?"

Lin Zhong stroked his beard, nodded, and with an awkward smile on his face, he said softly, "It would be great if our eldest lady was here. I'm waiting for her for a while. I'm afraid my body won't be able to bear it for too long!"

Lin Zhong knew that he was old and the concubine was still the prince's, a young girl in her prime, so he said a few words and went back to his room to avoid suspicion.

Jiaorou, Xiaoling and others walked into the room where Daiyu lived, their eyes fixed on every corner of the room.

But at this moment it seems a bit deserted and lonely.

The moment Jiaorou stepped into the room, it seemed as if time had gone back, and everything became so strange yet familiar.

Only a little over a month had passed, but to her it felt like a long year.

In this mansion, Jiaorou has never been good at competing for favor.

Her life was dull and even made her feel a little depressed.

However, since Daiyu entered the mansion, her world began to change quietly.

That talented and kind-hearted woman, like the warm sunshine in spring, illuminated Jiaorou's originally gloomy life.

They wrote poems, painted and played chess together, sharing each other's joys and sorrows. That time became a bright spot in Jiaorou's life.

"Xiaoling, I wonder if your Yufujin is doing well at the border. I heard it's very cold over there!" Jiaorou said to herself.

She stood there quietly, and seeing the empty bed and the silent atmosphere in the room, she felt a sense of loss.

"Concubine, don't worry, the girl will definitely come back safely!"

Jiaorou nodded. She hoped that Daiyu would not come back and live a life where everyone was scheming against each other, but she was also looking forward to Daiyu's return, because at least her life would have some color.

"I regret teaching my husband to seek a title! I should regret teaching my sister to find a soulmate!" Jiaorou said, her face full of helplessness.

"Is anyone home? Open the door for me!"

A slightly trembling voice, sounding a bit vicissitudes of life, came from outside the door, accompanied by the sound of gentle tapping on the door.

At this moment, Zijuan was in the kitchen, she wanted to make chicken soup for Xiangyun.

Hearing the sudden knock on the door, she couldn't help but put down what she was holding and ran to the door in a hurry.

"Is anyone home?"

The person outside the door seemed a little anxious. Although his voice was still soft, it contained an expectation that was difficult to conceal.

Zijuan hurried to the front door, wondering to herself, "Who could this be? Could it be Madam Yu?" But after listening carefully, the voice didn't seem like it!

Just when she was full of suspicion, the sound of knocking on the door came again, mixed with the man's voice.

Xiangyun has been recuperating in the past two days and her mental state has improved a lot.

I just took the pregnancy-maintaining medicine today and then lay down to rest peacefully.

Zijuan knew that Xiangyun had just fallen asleep and was afraid that the knock on the door would disturb her.

So she walked to the door in a hurry, lowered her voice and whispered, "Excuse me, who is knocking at the door?"

I only heard the woman outside the door say in a friendly tone: "You are the maid of Xiangyun's family, right? Miss Yun and I are old acquaintances. I came here specially to see her today!"

Judging from the voice, there should be an elderly lady outside the door.

Zijuan was curious and looked out cautiously through the crack in the door.

However, due to the angle, she could only catch a glimpse of a corner of the clothes of the person outside the door and could not see clearly who the person was.

Who is this person?