Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 439 Murong and Xiangyun leave

"Mother...Mother..."

Cries of terror pierced the silent night sky.

Her forehead was covered in sweat and her heart was beating "thump thump" as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

"What are you still standing there for? Are you going to watch Jin'er and I fall?"

The little boy's voice echoed in my ears.

A terrible picture appeared in the girl's mind - she was standing on the edge of a cliff, watching two children fall off the cliff, and she was powerless to do anything.

Before the girl could come to her senses, she saw that the two brothers were actually on a cliff!

The cliff was bottomless, like the entrance to hell.

In a flash, the girl ran towards the edge of the cliff without hesitation, with only one thought in her mind - to save the two children!

However, just when the girl was about to run to the edge of the cliff, the two little guys seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force and suddenly fell straight down!

The girl's footsteps suddenly stopped, her eyes widened, and her face was full of disbelief.

The cliff behind me is bottomless and falling down will mean death.

The girl's throat seemed to be blocked by something. She wanted to shout, but found that she could not make a sound.

Finally, she used up all her strength and let out a heart-wrenching scream:

"Hurry, hurry, help! Two children have fallen down..."

The scream echoed in the silent night sky, as if it could penetrate the clouds.

The girl's cry woke up Mrs. Wang who was beside her.

She was half asleep, rubbed her eyes, patted the girl gently, and asked her softly: "My girl, are you okay?"

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, with fear and despair still in them.

She looked around and found herself lying in bed. The room was quiet. There was no cliff or two children.

It turns out that all this was just a nightmare!

But why did this nightmare feel so real? Especially those two little boys, who were they?

Why does it appear in my dream?

……

"Father, will Xuan'er never get better?"

Hongxuan's face was flushed and she had a terrible fever. She hadn't even had a good sip of porridge in the past few days.

The prince held Hongxuan's little hand with heartache. The child had been frail and sickly since childhood, which made him worry a lot.

Seeing Hongxuan's sickly appearance, the prince's heart was broken. He couldn't help but sigh: Hey, when will this child be healthy again?

Prince Beijing suppressed his worries, forced a smile on his face, and coaxed him softly:

"Silly boy, you are my child!

You are the prince, a man who has lived for thousands of years, how could you not get better?"

As the prince spoke, he took the bowl of steaming medicine from Cai Lian.

He blew it carefully, then scooped up a spoonful with a spoon, brought it to Hongxuan's mouth, and coaxed her softly:

"Come, Xuan'er, drink some medicine and you will get better."

However, Hongxuan kept his mouth tightly shut and refused to open it no matter how the prince tried to persuade him.

He had taken too many medicines these days, and the bitter taste made him fear and resist medicine.

Suddenly, a gentle and elegant voice called out:

"How can you be considered a man if you refuse to take medicine?

Hongxuan, please get well soon so that you can become my student!"

This sudden shout startled everyone present.

Before they could react, they saw Hongxuan on the hospital bed raising her head with great effort, as if she had used up all her strength.

His pale little hand slowly reached out to the medicine bowl in the prince's hand, then he took it without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp.

Only then did everyone realize that it was Master Murong who had arrived.

He stood there gracefully, clasped his hands together, and saluted the prince respectfully.

Just as he was about to exchange a few words with the prince, Hongxuan on the bed suddenly shouted:

"Teacher, are you here to teach me some skills?"

Master Murong smiled slightly, walked to the bedside, gently took Hongxuan's hand, and told him softly:

"The teacher knows that my Xuan'er is a very outstanding child.

So, teacher, I’m here to say goodbye!”

When Hongxuan heard this, she became anxious and said quickly:

"Teacher, please don't leave. I'll be well soon. Then we can go riding, hunting, and study together!"

Master Murong patted Hongxuan's hand and comforted him:

"I'll be there when you need me!

Xuan'er, remember, a scheming person doesn't reveal his edge, and a strong person doesn't show his violence!"

Hongxuan nodded, not quite understanding, but his eyes gradually became moist. He choked and said:

"Master...I can't bear to see you go!"

Before she finished speaking, Hongxuan struggled to get up, as if she wanted to give Master Murong a hug.

However, Master Murong gently pressed his shoulders and rejected him with a smile:

"Don't worry, we will definitely meet again in the future!

So there is no need to say goodbye.”

Outside the palace, Daiyu was wearing a gorgeous Manchu-embroidered dress with fluttering sleeves, like a fairy descending to earth.

Her beautiful hair was blown by the breeze, gently floating in front of her forehead, making her face look even more beautiful and charming.

Daiyu held Xiangyun's hand tightly, her eyes full of reluctance.

She choked and said:

"Yun'er, please stay here for a few more days, even if it's a hundred days before leaving!"

The wind seemed to sense their separation and blew even harder, lifting Daiyu's skirt and Xiangyun's hair.

However, the wind did not blow away their tightly embraced bodies, but instead seemed to freeze them in this moment forever.

Xiangyun hugged Daiyu tightly, and the two of them hugged each other quietly, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Finally, Xiangyun's tears slid down her cheeks like a flood.

She had imagined the separation scene countless times, but when the moment really came, she realized that she had thought too simply.

Tears gradually soaked Daiyu's clothes. Xiangyun sobbed and said in a trembling voice:

"Sister Lin, I really have to leave...

Murong and I are going to travel around the world!

The mountains and seas are so far away, and the road ahead is long. You must be happy!"

Daiyu had already cried so hard that she couldn't speak!

The prince and Murong stood behind them. The two men quietly watched the two sisters who were separated by fate, and went on to their own lives after the waves of time.

Zijuan hurried over holding Hongrui.

"Here I come, here I come, Miss Yun, you have to take another look at Rui'er!" Zijuan shouted as she walked, a hint of anxiety in her voice.

To be honest, Xiangyun didn't dare to look at Hongrui.

The little thing, held in Zijuan's arms, reminded Xiangyun of her own Liang'er in a daze.

Zijuan and Xueyan also hugged him like that!

Whenever she saw Hongrui, not just Hongrui, but any baby, those memories would flood her mind, making her feel unbearable pain.

However, this time, Xiangyun walked up to Zijuan for the first time and picked up Hongrui without hesitation.

Tears welled up in her eyes, gradually blurring her vision.

She tried hard to suppress her inner sadness, cleared her throat, and whispered to Hong Rui:

"Rui'er, be good. You have to grow up well and wait for your aunt to come and see you!"

Murong stood quietly by, looking at Xiangyun and Hongrui, and a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart.

He patted Xiangyun's shoulder gently, as if telling her that he was there for her!

Then, Murong seemed to have made up his mind. He looked at Xiangyun with a firm gaze and said slowly:

"Let's go to Yangzhou, where you used to live!

Make a cenotaph for the child!"