Is this the feeling of death?
Rong Jia Hui felt as though she had been asleep for thousands of years. She had regained consciousness, yet she lacked the strength to do anything. Before her eyes was only darkness.
“Jia Hui! Jia Hui!”
It sounded like someone was shouting at her……
This gentle voice, she knew it well……
Mother……
Is it mother? When she was 22 years old, her mother became seriously ill and died. She had always loved her mother… Many times, when she had been wronged, she really wanted to go back to her mother and cry in her arms, but she didn’t. She didn’t want to let her mother feel sad at first. Later, she never had a chance again……
Mother……
“Jia Hui! Don’t scare mother! Wake up! Jia Hui!”
“The doctor said that nothing was wrong with Jia Hui, she should wake up soon”
Father? Father is also here? How many years has it been since she saw him? Were these ghosts? They wanted her to wake up? Hell was truly much different than she thought it would be. While she was thinking, she could still hear her mother and father speaking.
“You speak very nimbly, but you don’t really care do you!”
“You……”
“What?!”
“Nothing……”
“Get out! Get out of my way!”
Rong Jia Hui listened to the footsteps of her mother and felt that she had walked outside the house. Then she heard an angry voice through the doors and windows: “You’ve finally done it! You actually let my daughter fall into the river! It makes me furious! Granny Mo, have all these servants taken out and given fifty lashes each, then sell them all! How could our Rong family keep all these useless animals!”
After she heard what her mother said, Rong Jia Hui felt confused. She fell into the river? Then why did she remember dying? Although it was shameful, she really did remember being killed by a winter melon. But she didn’t remember falling into a river. What was the meaning behind her mother’s words? Did the Liu family say that she lost her balance and fell into a river after she choked? Nonono, that can’t be right.
Somewhat confused, she tried to open her eyes but it seemed like her eyelids weighed a thousand pounds each. The image before her eyes gradually became more clear. But she didn’t see her red sandalwood bed, but rather a lavender-carved canopy bed with a lilac-shadow gauze, a familiar bed……
This seemed like the bed she slept in when she was a child……
Did somebody build a room identical to the one she lived in at the Marquis’ residence? Or was she just blind?
She moved her hands to her face and rubbed her eyes repeatedly, but the scene in front of her didn’t change even a bit. She really wasn’t blind……
At that moment, a servant suddenly realized that she was awake and came running over while shouting: “Madam! The young miss woke up!”
Her mother, who had still been reprimanding the servants, quickly came running over and sat down next to her bed.
At this moment, Rong Jia Hui had managed to prop herself up and her long hair, which was still damp, fell down on her shoulders. Her small face was still pale because of the fever she had and both her eyes were looking dazedly at her mother.
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RomanceD1Dn't Kn0w Th3 G3n3ral Was A F3mAl3 After choking to death on a watermelon, Rong Jiahui thought that she would enter the netherworld and be reincarnated. But when she opened her eyes, she discovered, to her very horror, that she had returned twelve...
