Chapter 2

I opened my eyes and assumed a fierce expression. Just the thought of that person's figure is enough to ruin my mood to the point where I can no longer sleep.

This crumpled mass is extremely ugly. I looked up at the general's wife, not daring to rashly strike him, and could only blink my eyes and obediently ask: "Madam, may I touch him?"

My father gazed at me affectionately, then nodded: "Indeed, it is today that the general's wife gives birth to a son, Yunxiang. You can see what your future husband will look like now."

I also unceremoniously ran to the edge of the bed, lying on the bed's edge to observe the appearance of this world in its initial emptiness

I extended my index finger and poked his face, experiencing such a strangely soft sensation. How could I imagine that the fierce red-clad devil who had spanked me shared the same soul as this little fellow? I widened my eyes in surprise. So this is what rebirth is, overturning everything from the past and starting anew, so pure that it inspires awe

I am quite puzzled about how to arrange the plot where King Li's beloved daughter-in-law pursues her husband

This soft and gentle touch is even more intoxicating than the warm breeze produced by the weaver girl's fan

After I finished speaking, Cui Bi frowned in difficulty and said: "But, the Master said that he must go with the young lady today..."

Moreover... I estimate that my "husband" is still being punished in the underworld, and I can't help but laugh wildly in my heart as I recall the resentful gaze directed at me through the spittle before I was reincarnated that day, instantly lifting my spirits.

Father Song was astonished

Seeing the little fellow gripping tightly with his fist, I curiously poked at it, only to find that he unexpectedly opened his palm, gently grasped my index finger, held it firmly, and then pulled my finger towards his mouth.

The news of the general's joyous acquisition of a precious son spread quickly. My father and I had only been seated in the hall for a short while when officials of all ranks from the capital began to arrive one after another, bringing gifts. My father was busy exchanging pleasantries with his colleagues, so I quietly ran to the backyard. The people of the general's residence recognized me and did not stop me. In my innocent and naive guise as a child, I ran all the way to the general's wife's inner chamber. Upon reaching the door, I heard the general's wife's weak laughter: "A-Liang, the son resembles you greatly."

You met your Uncle Lu's son today, did you not? Do you still like him?

I tugged at my clothes, feeling that there was nothing wrong; this was much more proper than the attire I wore at the Matchmaker Temple. What exactly is he being so critical about...

The sharp and terrified voice of the girl gradually approached, slowly reaching my ears. Sunlight filtered through the gaps of my eyelids, and I lazily yawned and turned over, feeling as comfortable as when I was just a cloud, taking it upon myself to bask in the sun and sleep soundly every day... There was nothing to worry about, no stingy matchmaker, no hardships of saving money to buy a folding fan, and no fierce face of the red-clad youth.

Miss! My dear Miss!

As we walked towards the general's residence, Father Song began to recount a past story to me. He said that when I was still in my mother's womb, the wife of the great general was also pregnant. The two families had made a melodramatic agreement: if the children were of the same gender, they would be sworn as siblings; if of different genders, they would be betrothed in utero. However, what was unexpected was that one day, the general's wife accidentally fell and lost the child, and thereafter she never became pregnant again

How utterly failed, how shameful

Of course

I absentmindedly nodded and said: "I like it, Uncle Lu's name is also well chosen, very forward-looking in terms of military strategy, truly worthy of being our nation's foremost general"

Oh. I replied in a nonchalant manner, wiping my hands, which had gotten dirty from climbing the tree, on my emerald green skirt. Cui Bi gritted her teeth, holding back her words. I continued, "You go tell my father to go ahead first; I am familiar with the General's residence and can find my way there myself"

Revenge is the ultimate pleasure of mankind

In the blink of an eye, it has already been five years since being reborn into the prime minister's residence. The five-year-old young lady of the prime minister is cherished and pampered all day long, not having to wash clothes, fold blankets, sweep the floor, or cook. Even when climbing a tree, there are maids below her, protecting her as if she were a valiant martyr.

"Yunxiang, he likes you." The general's wife gently stroked his face and softly said to me, "Do you like him?"

As if sensing my presence, the general turned his head, glanced at me, and then squinted his eyes with a smile. He pinched the little bun's face and said, "Kid, you are quite fortunate; even before you open your eyes, your wife is already waiting for you by the door. Why don't you get up and take a look"

I ignored her and skillfully climbed down the wooden knots on the trunk of the large tree

It is said that the current emperor has been good friends with my father and the general since childhood, especially the relationship between my father, Song Qinwen, and General Lu Liang, which is exceptionally close. Their residences are directly opposite each other, and every day the two families' elders attend the morning court together and return home after finishing their official duties. The family members also frequently visit each other out of boredom. I am as familiar with the general's residence as I am with my own boudoir, so there is truly no need for anyone to lead me there.

Cui Bi, who was already pale with fear, turned even paler: "Sister, please, please, please... don't scare me! Don't bully Cui Bi for being timid!"

The general nodded and said, "The little girl has come over in a hurry; your father and the others must have been waiting for a long time. Madam, please rest well; I will go out first." The madam weakly nodded, and as the general passed by me, he unceremoniously ruffled my hair, saying, "Girl, go and see my son, your husband." After saying this, he strode out the door.

I lowered my head, cradling my heart as I murmured: "Do you know the feeling of ten thousand grass mud horses galloping by? No... you wouldn't understand." I wiped my tears and looked at my father with dead fish eyes, "Take me to see him." As we stepped through the gates of the general's residence, the servants beside us bowed to my father and me, their welcoming voices drowning out my gloomy words, "... that latecomer."

Cui Bi took a moment to catch her breath and said, "The Lord has sent me to find you, saying that he wishes to take the young lady to the General's residence."

After saying this, I suddenly had a deep sense of foreboding

Under the big tree, my close maid was so frightened that her face turned pale, looking around for passing servants. I casually said, "I can get down by myself." The childish voice that came out still felt unfamiliar to me, so I cleared my throat and added a touch of hoarseness to sound more mature: "You, step aside, I am going to jump down."

A shiver ran through my heart, and I felt that saying something like "I enjoy bullying him" at such a moment might attract lightning. So, I wisely nodded and said, "Mm!" My fingertips softened unexpectedly as he took my finger into his mouth, sucking gently. A tingling sensation surged within me, and I leaned over the edge of the bed, staring at him in a daze, as if enchanted, I said, "I really like it..."

These old men involved in politics always have a plethora of trivial matters. I curled my lip and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, I will go right away."

The boy in the red clothes

The rough voice of the general had now transformed into a gentle stream, so soft that I could hardly discern it: "No, the son is like you."

I turned over and sat up, and the maid's heart-wrenching scream once again pierced my eardrums: "Miss! Do not move, Cuibi is here to save you! No, Cuibi is calling someone to save you!"

Isn't that so? Land, sea, and air, you are simply exuding an overwhelming presence

I was stunned, as if his soft little hand was gently caressing my heart, bringing forth a wave of warmth. This little creature is simply extraordinary

Feeling embarrassed to hide any longer after hearing those words, I boldly walked out and called out: "Greetings, General, greetings, Madam"

I raised my head and saw my father's smiling profile against the backlight. With tears in my eyes, I asked him earnestly, "Have you ever seen a grass mud horse?"

Upon arriving at the front hall, my father sat in the seat of honor and scrutinized me carefully, then let out a rather helpless long sigh: "Well, well, let it be a little wild."

I asked him in a daze: "What is the sea and sky?"

The faint sound drifted away from my ears, and the words "my lord" brought me crashing back to reality. The wild laughter of King Li that day after he left the Lingxiao Palace echoed in my ears once more, causing me to shiver involuntarily as I shook my head. I could clearly see the life of a future little wife desperately pursuing her husband drawing closer to me step by step, and I was actually bewildered by the enemy's appearance at such a moment!

I can no longer recall how I returned home that day in a daze, only remembering that after finishing dinner, my father patted my head and said, "Yunxiang, you must get along well with Haikong from now on." His expression was as if he had already entrusted me to someone else.

"How wonderful it is, from now on, you can grow old together, with white hair side by side." The general's wife spoke slowly, "Although you are a few years older than him, it is not a big deal. Now you protect him, and in the future, he will be able to protect you..."

As I got closer to the ground, I leaped down and landed on the ground, calmly asking her amidst her nagging, which was filled with cold sweat, "What is it?"

I interrupted my father’s heartfelt narration, saying: "That’s not right, I saw the general’s wife a few days ago, and her belly is already quite large"

I did not allow the guards outside to announce my arrival, and quietly entered the room, hiding outside the inner chamber door. I peeked in, and beside the general's wife was a meatball, wrapped tightly, with only a face exposed. From my angle, I could only see the nose and eyes all scrunched up together. I deeply felt that both the general and his wife were mistaken; this creature clearly resembled a bun, at best a dumpling, how could one distinguish who it looked like or not.