The Legitimate Daughter Returns: The Real Daughter is Reborn

Chapter 91 The drunkard’s intention

Su Leyun knew very well that he was in a dream.

The Jinluan Palace was tense.

A man wearing a ghost mask slowly wiped away the blood on his hands, while Xiao Jin, who was sitting on the throne, had already turned pale and stared at the man.

 “Who are you?”

“Since fourth brother has a guess, why do you need to ask me?”

That’s Xiao Shengyu’s voice!

Su Leyun's eyes widened. This should be what happened after her previous life and death.

But wasn’t Xiao Shengyu dead long ago?

"Impossible! Impossible!" Xiao Jin stepped back and waved one hand, as if resisting something, "Aren't you dead? I clearly saw it!"

 “Thanks to my fourth brother, I did die once.”

Xiao Shengyu raised his hand and slowly took off his mask.

 The face that was revealed was shocking.

 A scar ran from the right eyebrow across the bridge of the nose and landed on the left side of the chin.

 In addition to this scar, there are many small scars on the cheek.

 Xiao Jin was frightened.

But Xiao Shengyu didn't give him much chance to react and stabbed his chest with his sword.

"This is impossible."

 Xiao Jin vomited out a mouthful of blood and fell onto the throne, making no sound.

The next second, Su Leyun felt his eyes flicker and the scene changed.

"These are the things of the Sun Mansion, and I consider them to be returned to their original owners."

There was a somewhat sharp voice. Su Leyun couldn't see clearly who was speaking, but he thought it sounded familiar.

Xiao Shengyu looked at the tombstone in front of him and sighed: "I promised Su Ye to protect his sister, but in the end it was still a step too late."

 “Your Majesty has tried his best.”

The picture gradually fades away.

Su Leyun opened his eyes suddenly, and it was just getting dark outside.

She stood up panting and poured herself a cup of tea. After drinking the herbal tea, her thoughts calmed down.

What does that dream mean?

The king of Jin, Xiao Shengyu, who was apparently dead, actually came back from the dead and killed the king of Yu, Xiao Jin, who ascended the throne as emperor.

Su Leyun touched his rapidly beating heart and had some vague guesses in his mind.

She realized that maybe the Sun family was already involved in the battle for the inheritance.

“Miss, why are you awake? Are you having a nightmare?”

Mammy Zhang heard the movement in the house, pushed the door open, and quickly took some clothes and put them on Su Leyun.

Su Leyun looked at Nanny Zhang, who looked worried, and shook her head slightly, "Maybe it's because I went to bed early yesterday, it's nothing."

 “Then miss, please sleep a little longer, it’s still early.”

"Um."

Su Leyun went back to bed. As soon as he closed his eyes, Xiao Shengyu's face would appear in his mind.

 She could only keep her eyes open and slowly wait until dawn.

 After greeting the old lady, Su Leyun changed his clothes and went out with Sun Jiarou.

 Go to the house of the Minister of Rites.

 The wife of the Minister of Rites had sent a greeting card before, so she made an appointment today.

 The carriage stopped at the door. There was already a servant waiting for her, and Mrs. Lin's personal maid Hong Gu was also waiting at the door.

“Mrs. Su and Miss Su are here. My wife has been asking questions early this morning. Please come in quickly.”

Honggu took the two of them through the door and walked all the way to Mrs. Lin's yard.

 Soon we arrived at the yard.

“Madam, Mrs. Su and Miss Su are here.”

The maid opened the curtain and welcomed the two people in.

Mrs. Lin hurriedly put down the tea cup in her hand, stood up and stepped forward: "In the past, I only saw Mrs. Su from a distance at banquets, and there was no chance to talk. Now that I saw her today, I finally understood why Lord Su was devoted to Mrs. Su. It’s been like the same day for twenty years.”

Hearing this, Su Leyun's expression changed slightly, but seeing Sun Jiarou's expression remained unchanged, she replied calmly: "Mrs. Lin is joking, you and Shangshu Lin are the ones who are enviable."

Everyone knows that Mrs. Lin was injured after giving birth to her daughter and cannot regenerate.

Lin Shangshu's parents tried to persuade him to take concubines several times, but Lin Shangshu refused.

 The couple loved each other as usual and raised their daughter.

Mrs. Lin pursed her lips and smiled, with uncontrollable happiness on her face, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Hong Gu, go and serve tea. Mrs. Su, Miss Su, please sit down quickly."

Such enthusiasm made Sun Jiarou more and more confused.

 Why did Mrs. Lin invite them here?

Moreover, he specifically asked Yun'er to come with him.

But Mrs. Lin didn't seem to be in a hurry to talk. She took Sun Jiarou and chatted about matters in the inner house.

Su Le also enjoyed his leisure time, holding the tea cup and sipping it carefully.

 The sleeves were gently pulled away.

She lowered her head and saw a round-faced, fair-skinned girl about seven or eight years old grinning at her.

“Miss, why are you here?”

When Hong Gu saw the little girl, she quickly stepped forward to pick her up, but the little girl stopped.

He hugged Su Leyun's legs and said, "I don't want to leave!"

"this…"

Honggu looked at Su Leyun in embarrassment, and then at Mrs. Lin who had stopped talking.

“Qingqing, come to mother.”

“Mom, I like the smell of this sister, and I want to stay by her side.”

Lin Qingqing climbed onto the chair next to Su Leyun and returned.

“Mrs. Su, I’m so sorry for making you laugh.”

"It's fine."

Sun Jiarou smiled.

Su Leyun took off a sachet from his waist and said, "Is this what you smell?"

 “Hmm! It smells so good, sister.”

Lin Qingqingba blinked and stared at the sachet in Su Leyun's hand.

Su Leyun handed the sachet over, "Then my sister will give this sachet to you."

The little girl's eyes were full of likes, but she didn't reach out to take it. Instead, she looked at Mrs. Lin, as if waiting for her approval.

“Mrs. Lin, it’s just a sachet, not valuable.”

Su Leyun looked at Mrs. Lin and explained.

“This girl has been spoiled by me.” Mrs. Lin smiled helplessly, “Qingqing, remember what you should say when you take someone else’s gift?”

"Thanks."

The little girl took the sachet with both hands and smiled sweetly at Su Leyun.

 Apparently the tutor is not bad.

Mrs. Lin's eyes passed over the sachet, and then she said: "I think the style of this sachet is unique. I wonder where the embroiderer made it? I'm thinking of custom-making a few someday."

Su Leyun nodded and said, "Mrs. Lin, I sewed this in my spare time. It was not made by the embroiderer."

“So that’s it. Speaking of which, at Mrs. Li’s birthday party that day, Miss Su’s double-sided embroidery was really outstanding.”

Until now, Sun Jiarou realized that Mrs. Lin’s drunken intention was in Su Leyun’s embroidery.

Su Leyun smiled shyly: "Mrs. Lin is so complimentary. Yun'er just took advantage of it. I heard my mother say that Mrs. Lin's embroidery is the best in Beijing."

Sun Jiarou smiled at Mrs. Lin, feeling helpless.

Neither the Su family nor the Sun family have anything to do with the Ministry of Rites.

She has never spoken to Mrs. Lin a few times. Mrs. Lin's embroidery is indeed very famous in Beijing, but she has never said such words to Yun'er.

Sure enough, my daughter agreed to go to the appointment, and she thought she had indeed hidden something from her.

 It’s just related to embroidery, what’s it about?

 (End of this chapter)