Yan Hanyu was sinking in the cold lotus pond. The biting cold made her desire to survive. She struggled and fluttered hard. In a trance, she saw a familiar figure standing by the lotus pond, wanting to call for help, but her words were swallowed by the ice water.

A pair of frightened and restless eyes on the shore hurt Yan Hanyu's heart, and he turned around and ran away.

The water was too cold, and Hanyu's hands and feet had already lost consciousness. She finally couldn't hold on, her eyelids were heavy, and she fell into a coma.

"Sister, sister, sister Hanyu!"

A childish voice cried loudly, shouting at her loudly, and shouting her soul back.

Yan Hanyu's lung cavity was so blocked that she felt like she couldn't breathe. She couldn't raise any strength and her head was dizzy. She slowly opened her eyes, opened a crack in her eyes, and saw the familiar green gauze tent in a daze.

Could it be that she is not dead?

No, she was dead! She clearly saw her soul leaving her body!

"Sister, are you awake?" A small figure rushed up, and a surprise voice came, interrupting her hard thinking.

Yan Hanyu looked over, but her eyes were still blurred, it was a tender face.

Isn’t this Shizuka from childhood?

Yan Hanyu was surprised!

"Jing, Jingxiang?" She spoke silently, only seeing her lips moving.

"Sister, sister, it's me." Shizuka saw her moving her mouth, crying and laughing, her face full of tears, and her nose and face were crying red.

Yan Hanyu was weak all over, and a breath of turbid air was blocked in her chest. She seemed to be burning with fire. She felt extremely cold in a flash. The feeling of the two heavens of ice and fire made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She could not hold on and fell asleep again.

"Sister! My sister is not dead. Go and urge the doctor, go quickly, go quickly!"

It was two days after Yan Hanyu woke up again. The faint fragrance of medicine was suffocating, and the surroundings were silent.

She slowly opened her eyes, her fingers moved, and suddenly a slight sound came into her ears.

Cui Yun from the outside lowered her voice and said, "Miss is so lucky this time. She can survive if she falls into the water in such a cold weather."

"Who said no?" Madam Zhou sighed, "Born with jade in her mouth, the eldest lady is still blessed, and she is blessed by the Buddha!"

"The eldest lady really wants to kill her biological daughter? The eldest lady fell into the water and turned around and ran away! The eldest lady woke up and didn't hate the eldest lady to death?" Cui Yun's voice was very low when she said the previous sentence, "My mother cruelly sold me, and I hate her to death. I won't raise them in the future..."

"The eldest lady didn't mean it, don't talk nonsense..." Madam Zhou shook her head and stopped talking. "You go to the kitchen to take a look. I'll go in and see the eldest lady. Dr. Hu said that the eldest lady should be able to wake up today. The eldest lady hasn't eaten for two days, and she will definitely have to eat something when she wakes up later."

"Okay, Madam Zhou." Cuiyun put down the embroidery work in her hand and went out.

The weak mother watched her fall into the water. Yan Hanyu felt distressed when she was in the air. She couldn't help but close her eyes and bit her lower lip.

Her name is Yan Hanyu, and she was born because of Hanyu. It is rumored that she was the reincarnation of the Nine Heavens Xuannv. She was smart and could say a lot in ten months. She knew a hundred words at the age of one year, and her parents loved her very much. On the day of her first birthday, she said that she would celebrate her birthday together when her father came back, but she did not expect that a cold body would be returned that day and night.

The eldest son of the Taifu of the dynasty, the top scholar in the Yihai Department of the eighth year of Kaibao, and the top scholar appointed by the previous emperor, Yan Hanyu's father Yan Xueren, rescued him and died, and only received a posthumous title of Marquis Shizhong.

Since then, my grandmother called her the reincarnation of a broom star and made things difficult for her; my mother almost ignored her except for crying all day long.

She suddenly opened her eyes and thought that the Shizuka she seemed to have seen in a vague way before was young. A light of inspiration flashed through her mind and raised her hands. She was really a pair of tender little hands! Her hands were weak and she fell on the bed again.

As soon as Madam Zhou came in, she saw her eyes open and greeted her, "Miss, you are awake!"

"Give me a bronze mirror." Her voice was hoarse and could hardly make a sound, but she still heard that it was a child's voice. She was a little anxious, her heartbeat was unstable, and she was holding her hands to sit up.

Madam Zhou hurriedly stepped forward to support her and put on a thick cotton jacket. When Madam Zhou heard from the eldest lady that she wanted a bronze mirror, she felt strange and hesitated for a moment.

"Cough, cough..." Yan Hanyu coughed a few times, and her throat hurt so much that she couldn't speak. She opened her mouth and hurriedly said, "Bronze Mirror! Give it to me!"

"Okay, okay, Miss, don't worry, I will get it."

Madam Zhou turned back to the dressing table, took the bronze mirror, and handed it over. "Miss."

Yan Hanyu saw it and was really a little girl with a thin face, a small cheeks, and a straight and beautiful facial features. This was what she looked like when she was five or six years old.

She was not resurrected from the dead!

She was reborn! She was reborn and returned to the year when she fell into the lotus pond at the age of five!

Madam Zhou was worried that she was hungry and said quickly, "Miss is awake. I will go to the kitchen to bring some porridge to feed her." She turned around and saw that the lady was still staring at the bronze mirror in a daze, and she was very worried.

Outside the room, a little girl in a red cloak ran over.

"Sister! Is my sister awake?"

"Miss Two, Miss, just woke up."

Yan Jingxiang ran in with her short legs and shouted, "Sister, sister!"

Yan Hanyu was still addicted to her own world, but suddenly was shocked by such a loud sound. When she turned her head, she saw a little girl with a pink and jade lifting the curtain and running to her bed.

"Sister Hanyu!"

Yan Jingxiang, who is small, has two braids, her eyes are bright and shiny, her face is chubby, and her red cheeks are very cute and lively.

A scene suddenly appeared in her mind.

The same place is in this boudoir.

"Sister!" Yan Jingxiang knelt in front of her bed, hugging her body and cried bitterly.

"Sister--" She turned around and said angrily to a group of people, "I hate you! You killed your sister! Whatever she said she missed my life! It was all you... You have killed your relatives for the sake of your so-called face... You have actually killed your relatives for yourself!"

"Sister, she is our relative, not an enemy!"

"Sister is sick. You don't even care about her life or death, and you don't even ask the doctor for her. What's the difference between this and killing her with your own hands?"

"You said it nicely. Are you worried that I can't get married if she dies? I won't get married even if my sister goes there. I won't get married, and I won't get married. I will break off my relationship with you! I don't have any vicious relatives like you!"

Those accusations sounded in her ears. Shizuka, the previous life, had a quarrel with her family for her death!

She also has a relative whom she treats sincerely in this family, Shizuka.

Yan Hanyu's thin and tender face was covered with tears.
Chapter completed!