Tu Wu hurriedly replied, "Yes, Ninth Miss, please give your orders."
Lang Xuan paused briefly.
A harmonious scene appeared before her eyes--
"Brother Linlin, this is so sweet, you should try some."
A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, with a bright smile, held up a candied strawberry and tiptoed to present it to a handsome man of eighteen or nineteen.
The man looked at the little girl with doting eyes, smiling as he patted her head, "You eat it, brother doesn't want any."
The little girl refused, saying, "If my brother doesn't eat, I won't eat either."
Then the man whispered something in her ear, and the girl suddenly blushed, turned around, and ran away.
At that moment, Lang Xuan stood at the door, like a wooden stake, her expression blank, and she didn't even have the courage to step inside.
She ultimately disrupted that heartwarming scene.
"Is something the matter?" the man asked her, his gaze calm, the previous doting affection completely gone.
What did she say?
Lang Xuan couldn't remember.
But she knew there was definitely nothing substantial about it.
At that time, she had unknowingly fallen in love with her "enemy" and was caught in a dilemma, growing more haggard and more dazed each day.
"Ninth Sister?" Chunya called softly, interrupting Lang Xuan's recollection.
Lang Xuan gently shook her head, forcing herself to break free from her memories.
She said, "Where were we?"
Since waking up from that great dream, she has been on edge every moment, often breaking out in a cold sweat from fear, and feeling lost and bewildered when she wakes up in the middle of the night.
Was that a dream, or am I currently in a dream?
However, whatever the situation is now, she doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.
Because that dream was just too tragic.
Her father was dead, her aunt was dead, her brother was dead... She was blinded by hatred.
Yet, in this darkest moment of her life, she unexpectedly fell in love with her "enemy."
Only on her deathbed did she realize that all the suffering had nothing to do with the person she loved.
The Lang Family are her true enemies.
But it was too late.
This final straw broke the camel's back.
That winter, when he went to Jiangnan to inspect salt affairs, she died in the Eastern Palace.
He died alone.
It wasn't that the people in the Eastern Palace were fawning over the powerful and belittling the weak; rather, she felt unworthy and isolated herself from everyone's kindness.
It turns out that there really is a soul after a person dies.
Whether it was because the messengers of death (Black and White Impermanence) got lost, or perhaps the underworld didn't want a fool like her, her soul lingered in the Eastern Palace for a long time until he returned.
He ordered her to be buried with the honors due to a crown princess.
She entered the Eastern Palace in a state of disgrace, but unexpectedly Eastern Palace in such a magnificent manner.
She had never done anything for him, yet he gave her the utmost respect.
Yuwen Duo, I'm sorry, I owe you.
I'll repay you in this lifetime.
The fulfillment I couldn't give you in my past life, I'll repay you in this one.
I will never again take the position of Crown Princess, so that you can give that position to the one you love.
Love hurts too much.
In this life, she did not ask for the person she loved, but only for her parents to be healthy and for her family to be safe and well.
However, she also knew that the Lang Family had committed countless evil deeds in order to help Prince of Ding seize the throne...
In order to frame the Prince of Prince of Jin and his Consort of the Prince of Jin and incite public anger, they even resorted to underhanded tactics against the seeds that the people depended on for their livelihood.
Even considering this incident alone, the downfall of the Lang Family was entirely justified.
But she was also a member of the Lang Family, and the fourth branch could never escape the Lang Family's mark.
Lang Xuan's first task was to atone for her crimes and do her best to pull the fourth branch of the family out of this devastating disaster.
That's why she sent Tu Wu to "steal the credit" today.
If she could find his beloved even sooner, allowing the latter to return to the capital and reunite with her family... wouldn't that be an even greater achievement?
She could even be considered their matchmaker.
No, not at all.
Lang Xuan gave a self-deprecating smile.
The matchmaker was supposed to attend the wedding, but she didn't want to go.
"Go to Linzhou," Lang Xuan said. "There's a Ruyi Tavern Restaurant there. There's a waiter named Old Guo. He has a younger brother who had three sons after marriage, but no daughters. Later, his daughter died young, Old Guo's sister-in-law has always been heartbroken, longing for a daughter..."
"When Old Guo was working, he found a girl and took her to his younger brother's house."
"His younger brother's name is Guo Xun, and he named this girl Baoxuan. I want you; go to Linzhou and bring Baoxuan to the capital."
After saying this, Lang Xuan realized that she had been lost in her own thoughts these past few days.
She was only thinking about "making amends" and finding Baoxuan as soon as possible, but she didn't expect that Baoxuan now had adoptive parents.
How could she possibly bring the person to the capital?
How can Baoxuan be reunited with her biological mother?
She can do it, but how do you explain it all?
Yuwen Duo, in particular, was so intelligent that he was almost supernatural, and he was prone to self-doubt.
Although their relationship was cold in their past life, it was all her own foolishness; he never harbored any hostility towards her.
She never wanted to be his enemy in this lifetime.
So, for a moment, Lang Xuan was also in a dilemma.
"Let's put this matter aside for now," she thought for a long time, then took a deep breath and said, "No rush. You should put the money away first; there are some things I'll need your help with later. Once you've helped me for the next year or two, I'll arrange for Chunya to marry you."
You can't just let the horse run without feeding it.
Moreover, she also hoped that Chunya could be happy, as she was the one who accompanied her to the end in her past life.
Tu Wu was somewhat taken aback, but still bowed respectfully and nodded in agreement.
Chunya saw him off, Lang Xuan rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the drizzle outside the window, her thoughts drifting elsewhere.
Suddenly, the sound of wooden clogs came from outside, followed by the appearance of two figures, one large and one small.
Concubine Yun arrived with her son, Lang Xuan's younger brother Lang Wu.
The mother and son shared an umbrella; they did not bring any servants with them.
Lang Wu is eight years old this year, and he already understands quite a lot.
He was very uncomfortable, twisting his body trying to break free from his birth mother's grasp, saying, "I don't want to see her! I hate her!"
"Shut up!" Concubine Yun said angrily.
But she was always gentle and couldn't say anything harsh, so she could only threaten him, saying, "If you keep doing this, I'll have the master beat you. I absolutely won't plead for you; I'll even help hand you the feather duster."
Lang Xuan chuckled.
So, my aunt is quite Lovely.
In her past life, she listened to slander and hated her aunt, believing that she was the one who killed her own mother. As a result, she couldn't even like her younger brother.
But later, for her sake, the concubine committed suicide by crashing into the stone lion in front of the Eastern Palace, her blood splattering everywhere...
That weak concubine, on her deathbed, cried out hoarsely, "This marriage was bestowed by the late Emperor! If Your Highness the Crown Prince wishes to break off the engagement, are you not afraid of the late Emperor's wrath, are you not afraid of losing the trust of the people?"
Thus, at the cost of her aunt's life, she was able to seek refuge in the Eastern Palace when the Lang Family fell.