Volume 1 Chapter 3: Is It Still Not Too Late?

  Xie Wenjing rushed up, but unfortunately, her illusory body passed through the old woman's side, unable to cause any harm to her. She could only watch and listen as the old woman boasted about her accomplishments one by one, just like she used to do with her deceased grandmother.

  Xie Wenjing hated herself for being a good grandmother and listening to her words, going into business to make money and support the family, ruining her own reputation.

  Regret knowing this old woman who poisoned me with medicine that made me infertile for life, and I thought it was my own fault.

  Even that delicate and weak cousin, deeply learned the true tradition of this shameless and ruthless aunt-grandmother. At the age of 14, she followed her aunt-grandmother to poison herself, making herself infertile.

  She is just like her aunt, shameless, and hooked up with her fiancé before marriage, not only harming herself but also making her work hard to make a living for this couple.

  Such a venomous woman, yet he couldn't see through her; for years, he's been sympathizing with her frail health and moved by her deep affection for him.

  Xie Wenjing is so hateful!

  Resentful of Auntie and grandmother's kind face deceiving my young and ignorant self, resentful of Pei Yezhu's weakness deceiving my later-aware self, and even more regretful of marrying the wrong person.

  Now, I have not only ruined my reputation and caused my parents to worry, but also handed over the money I earned through hard work to my enemies for nothing.

  This old woman! To avenge her deceased grandmother, she was ruthless to this extent, tormenting Father so much. Not only did she use Father's body to successfully manipulate her own business, but also used the hard-earned money she made for herself to earn a good reputation for treating her biological son well.

  What pained Xie Wenjing the most was that each time she personally handed her father precious medicine, she was actually harming him. How hateful! How detestable!

  If there is an afterlife, I will definitely not be so foolish as to think that using my own shoulders to bear the responsibility of supporting my family, and throwing myself out to make money, not only did not give my parents something to rely on, but also caused my parents' dislike for me! Hurting my parents, but fulfilling my enemies!

  If there is a next life, I must not be so foolish. If there is a next life, I will surely be obedient and bring joy to my parents, and I will also fight for justice for myself!

  Dad! Mom! I'm sorry, really sorry! I was wrong. I didn't appreciate the love you had for me, and it worried you for many years because of me. Now, it's even more worrying for you with my life hanging in the balance.

  Xie Wenjing was overjoyed to see her beloved uncle and the famous monk from Hangzhou arrive in Yangzhou, where they held a grand Buddhist ceremony at the site of her death.

  Xie Wenjing's body slowly floated towards the two famous Taoist priests, no longer suspended in mid-air above the Zhao and Xie families' homes.

  Xie Wenjing felt her consciousness was about to disappear, when suddenly a strong sense of unwillingness surged up. No, she absolutely could not forget Xu Yin, would never forget that man who had been through thick and thin with her, couldn't forget the pain of her parents' death, couldn't forget the harm inflicted on her by her enemies, even in death, she couldn't forget.

  Two white-browed monks, chanting the Surangama Sutra with dignified appearance, suddenly felt a gust of yin wind passing by, passing through the Buddhist altar, and entering the tomb where Xie Wenjing and Xu Yin were buried together.

  "The Master said: 'Silently pondering it, learning without satiety, teaching others without weariness, what is there for me to be anxious about?'"

  As a loud reading sound came, Xie Wenjing opened her sore eyes to find not the legendary underworld but a familiar Huanghua pear moon gate door frame bed.

  Isn't this the loft bed in your own boudoir? Aren't you already dead? How can you still sleep in your own boudoir before getting married?

  Her head was aching badly and Xie Wenjing couldn't help but rub her severely throbbing head.

  Huh? Is this my own hand?

  Xie Wenjing suddenly sat up, pushed away the quilt that was covering her body, and was shocked to discover that this was not her own body. Whose body was this?

  "Miss, are you awake? Hmm? Miss, you can't throw off the quilt. When you have a fever, you need to sweat it out to get better. That's what the doctor just said."

  "Who? Zhi Hua?" Xie Wenjing suddenly saw the maid who had opened her curtains, this was clearly Zhi Hua's appearance from when she was a young girl. What? What was going on here?

  "Zhi Hua, take a look, how are you taking care of the young lady? Quickly put down the curtain, the draft will make her condition worse! Young lady, the medicine is here, this is the doctor's prescription for dispelling cold and relieving heat, drink it while it's hot!"

  Mei Lan was also about thirteen years old, but she took care of Xie Wenjing who had a fever like an adult.

  Xie Wenjing was deeply shocked by what she saw in front of her, and her first reaction was to come down and take a look at herself, wondering if she had also returned to her childhood.

  Ignoring Zhihua and Meilan's astonishment, Xie Wenjing rushed barefoot to the mirror in front of the dresser and truly saw the childhood self she had longed to see.

  At this moment, I am clearly my twelve-year-old self!

  "The Master said: 'When it is obvious that the doubts are unreasonable, he does not give explanations. When there is no apparent contradiction, he does not raise questions. If one corner of a square is not in line with the other three corners, it cannot be made square.'"

  The sound of the young man reading aloud came from next door again.

  Xu Yin?

  Xie Wenjing's heart suddenly started racing wildly, and she followed the sound in a daze, wearing her pajamas, about to rush out to see if it was Xu Yin.

  "Miss?" Dazed Xie Wenjing was stopped by Mei Lan and dragged back to the loft bed.

  "Miss, what's wrong with you? You're going to run out barefoot? If someone sees you, it'll be terrible! And your body, you had a high fever and fainted last night, just woke up and didn't care about your body, running out for what?"

  Mei Lan said with a mixture of blame and sympathy, "Xie Wenjing..."

  Zhi Hua didn't idle either, and quickly set up Xie Wenjing on the other side of the bed frame, forcibly covering her with a thin quilt.

  "Quickly go and take a look, who is the one reading?" Xie Wenjing urged her maid eagerly, wanting to confirm whether it was him or not.

  Although I've heard that voice for many years, but now I don't dare to believe it, I don't dare!

  Xu Yin, could it be that we haven't died? Have we all returned to our childhood?

  "Miss? What's wrong with you? Xuhēidàn has been reading in the next room for several years, how can't you tell?"

  The young lady who is usually very elegant and refined looks particularly puzzled today, and she's acting strangely too!

  "I told you to go and take a look, so you should go! If you don't go, I'll go myself!" Xie Wenjing suddenly stared at Chunping, her eyes revealing a firm attitude.

  Zhī Huà couldn't help but glance at Méi Lán, who twitched the corner of her mouth and stared back at Zhī Huà: "Quickly go take a look, see who's reading books, and come back to report to Miss properly! Hurry up!"

  Mei Lan also saw that Miss was possessed by evil spirits, but at this time she could only rely on Miss. Otherwise, Miss might really disregard her body and get up to run out again.

  Although it's already March in Yangchun, Miss is currently ill and can't get out of bed. If she catches a cold again, it'll be disastrous.

  The painting was urged by Miss and Mei Lan, and could only follow them.

  Xie Wenjing refused to take her medicine and insisted on waiting for Zhihua to come back before taking it.

  "Miss, I saw it with my own eyes, it was really Xu Yin that black egg reading a book!"

  The boy ran back with his tongue out and replied to the young lady.

  "What about my parents?" Xie Wenjing asked Zhihua nervously, having herself been reborn and Xu Yin being fine as well, were her parents also okay?

  "Miss, Master is in the bamboo garden, and Madame is taking care of him. You don't have to worry about Master anymore!" Zhi Hua thought that Miss was worried about Master who was bedridden with illness.

  "What about your third uncle's younger brother and sister?" Xie Wenjing asked again.

  "Miss, shouldn't Third Young Master be studying at this hour? And Fourth Miss should also be learning with the tutor, right?" Zhi Hua replied somewhat perplexedly.

  It's great! Father and mother, Xu Yin and the others are all fine, third brother and fourth sister are all fine, the people I care about are all fine, I still have time to make up for the regrets of my past life, I still have time!

  Digression

  Friends, yesterday I uploaded a new chapter at 7:30 and it was reviewed for two hours before passing. So, as usual, I will pre-upload chapters in advance so that they don't affect your reading experience. The time is fixed, usually around 6:00 am.

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