Lin Daiyu's Rebirth

Chapter 415: The Grand Wife Falls Off the Cliff

"Without a broken heart, I can still go far away!"

Since the death of her adoptive father, the life of the eldest wife has collapsed like a building without its support.

She was like a lonely hermit crab, temporarily living in Tong's mansion and spending the rest of her life there.

She knelt quietly beside a cemetery in the western suburbs. There was silence all around her, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze.

The tombstone looked particularly dazzling in the sunlight. The eldest wife stroked the name on it over and over again with her hand. The expression of her adoptive father before his death broke her heart.

In order to conceal his identity, he didn't even dare to engrave his real name on the tombstone, and had to use a pen name instead.

The eldest wife cried out, "Father, Bijun is unfilial! I thought you would stay with me forever after I became successful!"

pity……

Are you willing to abandon me and let me face everything in this world alone?"

Xiao Quanzi watched the eldest wife crying so hard that he had no choice but to help her up again and again.

The last glimmer of hope in the eldest wife's heart was shattered. She knelt at her adoptive father's grave and refused to get up no matter how Xiao Quanzi persuaded her.

In the distance, a group of swallows flew back from the horizon. They soared freely in the sky, as if mocking the loneliness and helplessness of the eldest lady.

The eldest wife raised her head and looked at the free swallows - she also had desires and passions, and she also had surging emotions, but the prince had never treated her the same way he treated Lin Daiyu!

This time, she really wanted to fly for herself like a swallow!

Can she cut off all the sorrows and fly wherever she wants?

Xiao Quanzi cried and said, "Master, how can I let my master feel at ease if you are like this! Now that things have come to this, let's go back and discuss it carefully!"

The eldest wife stood up woodenly, as if her soul had been taken away. The mourning clothes she wore were cold and glaring, making her face look even more haggard and pale.

Just as she stepped onto the carriage, she seemed to remember something and suddenly jumped off the carriage.

Before Xiao Quanzi could come to his senses, the eldest wife ran away like a gust of wind and arrived at her adoptive father's tomb in just a few steps.

She stood in front of the grave, staring at the cold tombstone.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he just raised his hand silently.

She took a deep breath and then pricked her finger without hesitation.

In an instant, bright red blood gushed out like a spring, flowing down her fingers and dripping onto the tombstone.

The bright red color contrasts sharply with the gray tombstone, making it particularly eye-catching.

The eldest wife gritted her teeth and wrote a poem on the tombstone with her blood:

"When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill hundreds of flowers after they bloom!"

After a long while, she slowly said, "Let's go. After this is done, I will give my adoptive father a grand funeral!"

The roads in the western suburbs are winding and twisting, like a giant dragon entwined in the mountains.

The mountain road is not only rugged and uneven, but also full of potholes of varying sizes.

The eldest wife sat in the carriage, her body swaying up and down with the shaking of the carriage.

Every vibration made her feel dizzy and uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of nausea came over her, and her stomach began to churn like the sea.

Xiao Quanzi was only thinking about sending the eldest wife back home as soon as possible, so he didn't pay attention to the eldest wife's situation in the carriage.

However, when he heard the eldest wife retching in the carriage, his heart suddenly tightened and he shouted loudly:

"Uu! Uu!"

Following Xiao Quanzi's shout, the carriage stopped quickly.

Xiao Quanzi suddenly lifted the curtain and entered the carriage.

His eyes immediately fell on the first wife.

The eldest lady's face was pale, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She covered her mouth tightly with her hands, as if she was trying hard to restrain the urge to vomit.

Seeing this, Xiao Quanzi became more and more uneasy.

He asked the eldest wife with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

The eldest wife shook her head slightly and said weakly, "I'm fine. The road was too bumpy and I felt a little dizzy."

After hearing this, Xiao Quanzi felt a little relieved and said:

"Master, please lean back and take a rest.

Let me go ahead and see if there is a less bumpy path so you can be more comfortable."

The weather was very good. The sunshine made people feel lazy. The breeze blew up the eldest lady's hair, and her pretty face looked more like the warm peach blossoms in spring.

The silence was broken by bursts of loud bird calls. The weather was getting warmer, so naturally the birds had returned from the south.

The eldest wife was sitting in the carriage. When she heard the birds singing, she just closed her eyes greedily and enjoyed the moment of peace.

However, as time went by, the bird's cry became more and more shrill, which made people sigh.

The eldest lady was curious and decided to go and see what kind of bird was chirping.

She jumped out of the carriage carefully and walked lightly in the direction of the sound.

Gradually, she saw a cliff not far ahead. On the cliff was a branch, and on the branch was a small orchid bird's nest.

The eldest lady looked carefully and saw several little birds chirping above the bird's nest, as if calling out for something anxiously.

And under the bird's nest, there is a little bird that keeps calling. Although the voice is weak, it seems to have endless power.

She hurried to the little bird, gently picked it up in her hands, and said to herself:

"Oh, it turned out that it was you, poor little thing, who fell down.

Wait a minute, I'll put you in the nest."

She looked around and couldn't think of how to get the little guy back to the bird's nest upstairs.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something important, she hurried towards the carriage.

When she arrived in front of the carriage, she took the horse's reins without hesitation and walked forward.

The eldest wife didn't have time to think about it. She jumped lightly onto the horse's back. The horse was quite obedient. Then, she took a deep breath and tiptoed to put the bird into the bird's nest.

For a moment, the birds in the entire nest chirped and pecked each other's feathers as if they had seen their long-lost relatives.

The eldest wife sighed and was about to ride away on her horse. She felt affection for even a tiny bird.

One of them was missing, and the others were squeaking and screaming. It had been so long since I returned to Tong Mansion, but the prince had never come to see me once!

She couldn't help but blurt out:

"I stole Wanxia's wine and was imprisoned in the palace.

Perhaps the stars were moved and dropped their cool fur coats.

Holding the shadow's hand, the shadow also looks at me.

Even the dead tree understands the feeling of separation, and it withers at the sight of a branch of crabapple blossom.

Let me start over and from now on, I will be indifferent to love, hate, and vengeance..."

Tears streamed down the eldest lady's face like pearls from a broken string.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the sky, and the wind was like a ferocious beast, rushing towards the horse with bared fangs and claws.

The horse was frightened by the sudden strong wind. It roared in fear and kicked its hooves, trying to break free from the reins.

The eldest wife was sitting on the horse, her face pale with fear. She hurriedly grabbed the reins tightly, trying to steady herself.

However, the horse's panic caused her to completely lose her balance, and before she could react, her body was blown off the horse's back like a dead leaf by the strong wind.

Accompanied by a shrill scream, the eldest lady's body drew a graceful arc in the air and then fell straight down the cliff.

Her long hair danced in the wind, as if it was the last struggle of her life.