Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 7 Silver Bracelet
"what?"

"what happened?"

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Yue finally regained consciousness and had some awareness.

However, at this moment he had lost control of himself and could not feel anything at all. He just felt like a salted fish that had been brought ashore, feeling suffocated, powerless, and extremely decadent.

Meng Yue struggled to move, but found that he couldn't reach out, move his feet, or even turn his head.

He couldn't even feel where his own body was anymore.

Moreover, just as he was about to call for help, he discovered that he was simply unable to do so!
Because he couldn't even find his own mouth anymore.

"I...what's wrong with me?"

Meng Yue grew increasingly afraid and terrified!

It wasn't until after a long and futile struggle that Meng Yue finally realized one thing!
He seems to be trapped!
Inside a sack, wrapped tightly and without any leaks?

Meng Yue was thinking randomly in his mind.

"Am I in the hospital?"

Meng Yue suddenly remembered the last scene he saw before he lost consciousness!
It seemed that a bolt of lightning had struck him during the eclipse!

Thinking about his current situation, Meng Yue suddenly felt a sense of despair!
Because he realized that he seemed to be nothing at all, and that he was trapped.

Perhaps he is lost in his spiritual world.

Or, to put it another way, Meng Yue has become a vegetable in the outside world!
In other words, Meng Yue at this moment is not Meng Yue in the normal sense, but a consciousness.

A consciousness trapped in an illusory spiritual world!
"No way!"

Meng Yue felt infinitely miserable and began to wail in his heart!
He was unwilling to accept this and wanted to loudly protest against the heavens, asking why they had sent down a bolt of purple lightning that had ruined him and left him in this state!
Just when Meng Yue was becoming increasingly desperate, he suddenly sensed some external voices.

"Cough cough..."

"Cough cough..."

Meng Yue, who was trapped in a mysterious place, suddenly heard two coughs.

"Little girl!"

One of the female voices, a young woman, tried to stop coughing and then called out.

At the same time, the woman's voice seemed to be extremely angry!
A sharp, almost shrill female voice came from outside and was perceived by Meng Yue.

"The people in the kitchen are really going too far!"

"They actually gave us this cheap charcoal; it's completely unusable indoors!"

Meng Yue clearly sensed all the emotions contained in the voice. In fact, he was even surprised to sense a hint of despair and exhaustion in the woman's voice!
It seemed to be the cry of a pessimistic person who had suffered greatly.

"Little Butterfly!"

Just then, Meng Yue heard another person's voice.

The voice was gentle, beautiful, and soothing, giving him a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze, as if it were his mother from his memories, infinitely kind and loving!
Influenced by this, and unable to leave, Meng Yue simply focused all his attention on their conversation, listening intently as if he were participating, in order to pass the time in his current predicament.

However, Meng Yue did not realize why he, who he thought was already in a vegetative state, could hear the voices of the outside world.
This was all predetermined, something that had been destined long ago.

……

In a simple, monotonous, or perhaps even impoverished courtyard.

Xiao Die, who had brought back a basket of charcoal, was quickly putting out the embers that had already caught fire inside the house.

"Little Butterfly!"

Because she was pregnant, Wei Xiaoniang was lying half-reclined in a corner of the bed, struggling to sew clothes while she was still not sleepy, in preparation for the arrival of her unborn child.

Although servants brought embroidered baby clothes, they were ordinary, even somewhat inferior, garments. The exposed stitches were densely packed inside, making them completely unsuitable for a newborn, as these loose threads would irritate the baby's skin!

Seeing her maid Xiaodie on the verge of tears, Wei Xiaoniang smiled gently, her expression filled with doting affection.

"Little Butterfly!"

Wei Xiaoniang called out to Xiaodie, who was still standing motionless in front of the stove, once again, and her soft voice came through.

"The weather isn't that cold these days, let's just bear with it!"

"no!"

Xiaodie felt sorry for her mistress and young lady, and retorted, "Young mistress!"

"Even if you can tolerate it, can that girl tolerate it?"

"And what about the young master in your belly, young lady? Can you tolerate that?"

Because Wei Xiaoniang was always accustomed to being tolerant in her dealings with people, and because she always regarded Xiaodie as her own younger sister in her own courtyard, Xiaodie dared to speak to her mistress in such a tone.

"Xiaodie?"

"How do you know that the baby in my belly is the young master?"

Feeling somewhat upset by Xiaodie's words, Wei Xiaoniang quickly changed the subject, not wanting to continue this unpleasant topic.

but!

Xiaodie didn't answer, she just stood there blankly, not moving at all!

Seeing the glistening tears welling up in Xiaodie's eyes, Wei Xiaoniang sighed inwardly before continuing, "Even if we can't bear it, so what?"

With a self-deprecating laugh, Wei Xiaoniang finally revealed her thoughts.

"Little Butterfly!"

"Right now, the eldest mistress is busy with the eldest daughter's wedding, so she has no time to take care of our courtyard. In addition, there's the head of the Linxi Pavilion. If we really quarrel with them, it will definitely not end well!"

It wasn't that Wei Xiaoniang didn't want to fight for what she deserved, but rather that she couldn't fight for it, and had no way to fight for it!

"But!"

"Young lady! You're pregnant right now, how can you be so hard on yourself? What if..."

"Bah!"

Before she could even finish speaking, Xiaodie quickly slapped herself in the face, trying to get rid of her bad luck.

"Hehe! All done!"

The kind-hearted Wei Xiaoniang didn't say anything, but seeing her loyal little girl slapping herself hard in the face, she felt a little sorry for her and quickly stopped her, saying, "Children's words are innocent!"

Stop degrading yourself!

With a hint of reproach in her eyes, Wei Xiaoniang glanced at the honest Xiaodie and then spoke leisurely.

"If all else fails, I have a bracelet that I brought with me."

Reluctantly, Wei Xiaoniang took out the simple silver bracelet she was wearing, took it off, and placed it on the table next to her. Trying her best to conceal her inner emotions, she spoke calmly.

"Then, go and exchange it at the pawnshop!"

"Buy some silver frost charcoal outside; it'll be useful in our yard."

I've been busy moving lately and also working on two projects at once, so I haven't been able to focus on this book much. However, I'll try my best to update every seven days so that my investors won't lose out! ^0^~!

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