"Money fortune, when will Miss wake up?"

The Moon Maiden held a spoon in one hand and a handkerchief in the other. As soon as the medicine reached her lips, she used the handkerchief to wipe them clean.

The person in bed remained silent and motionless.

One head of white hair Qian Fu pulled out the last needle, cold sweat stained his shirt.

“Moon Maiden, the young mistress is drinking a soul-severing powder. Even if the master were alive, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.”

Qian Fu took the silver needle and let out a soft sigh, shaking her head. "I'm afraid Miss is beyond help."

Yue Niang fell to her knees with a thud: "Qian Fu, please save Miss! I beg you, please save Miss!"

Qian Fu lamented, "It's all my fault for being late. If only I had arrived sooner..."

The cries of grief were heartbreaking, sending chills down one's spine.

On the bed, a pale face, motionless, was undoubtedly dead.

The winter of the 32nd year of Baoqing.

The first eight day of the lunar month, aauspicious day in the Yellow Sky.

The sunset was an especially eerie red, the joy filling the sky above Gu Mansion, stretching out endlessly.

The East Courtyard is bustling with excitement, red lanterns hang high, a truly lively scene.

The main hall was packed with guests, red candles burning brightly. All the prominent people of Suzhou Prefecture were present here.

"The auspicious time has arrived, the new couple pays respects to Heaven and Earth—"

In the northwest corner, there was a secluded courtyard, deserted and gloomy. The white silk sash on the door was about to be taken down, and two young maidservants with just their heads shaved sat idly shelling melon seeds, whispering softly.

"Poor Miss Six, she's been lying there like a dead person for three months. Not even a single person in this household has come to check on her."

"Everyone is busy marrying the princess, who would have the patience?"

"It is said that this county princess has only been widowed for half a year, and she brought along a drag on her."

"If we don't get married, who would want our second master? The old Qi Wang Hua county princess is royalty! Now our family could rise to great heights."

"It's a pity about Er, such a good person, to be poisoned like that…"

"You little slut, you're asking for it! If anyone hears you, your life is in danger."

Through the thick cotton curtains, sounds seeped into the inner room. Qian Fusheng felt a pang of sadness and hobbled out.

With grief and anger welling up, Yue-niang added more charcoal to the brazier in the corner. She then poured hot water and wrung out a handkerchief to wipe the young mistress's face.

"Miss, listen to this! It's only been three months since the second master passed away, and his grave is still fresh. Yet, the second master has already taken a new wife. Truly outrageous!"

The

pad was cold, so the moon lady soaked it in hot water and wrung it out again.

"Miss, these days thanks to Qianfu. He followed Master Qian's orders and escaped from Beijing, breaking a leg in the process, to send word to the second master. But it was still too late... Miss... you have to wake up soon, if not, I won't be able to live anymore."

The moon goddess gradually choked back her tears.

A pair of sharply contrasting black and white eyes slowly opened.

Pitch black, fathomless, deep like a dark pool, seeming to be filled with countless threads, yet also seemingly calm and undisturbed.

The moon lady was unaware, turning to wring out the hot towel she wanted to give to her young mistress.

"Moon Lady!"

A childish yet incredibly deep voice, as if coming from the depths of hell.

The Moon Maiden was startled by the sound.

With a crash, the copper tray was kicked over. Yuemiao suddenly rushed to the bedside and stared intently at the child on the bed.

"Yue-nia, I'm awake," Her eyes flickered, and her red lips parted slightly.

The moon maiden was so frightened that her soul flew apart, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

"Fortune - Fortune!"

Qianfu limped in, and in his surprise, he dropped the herbs from his hands.

The child in bed slowly propped himself up, his face like a goose egg, skin as white as snow. He had a thick fringe of hair covering his eyebrows, looking just like a porcelain doll.

"Moon Lady, I'm awake."

“Miss...you... you... can actually talk!”

The moon lady scrambled to her feet in a panic. The young mistress suffered damage during childbirth and was born foolish and dim-witted, unable to even speak properly. How could she possibly...

He widened his eyes and examined her carefully. The young lady was just as she had been before, but there seemed to be something different about her. Her formerly vacant eyes were now as clear as the moon.

Yue Niang held the young lady's hand, tears welling up in her eyes as she whispered, "Heaven has eyes! It must be the spirits of the Second Heavenly Master protecting the young lady."

Her eyelashes fluttered, her gaze fell upon Qianfu who stood several zhang away. She cleared her throat softly and said, "Qianfu, was it you who saved me?"

Qiánfú stumbled, raising his eyes in astonishment. He had never met the sixth young lady, so how could he recognize her?

“Who…who…are you?”

The child smiled and said, "Our family is renowned in the medical world. Our grandfather was a master of pulse diagnosis, our mother excelled in using herbs, and you... you are unparalleled in your needlework. In this world, who else could administer an antidote to Soul-Shattering Powder like you?"

qian fu's face turned pale, his veins stood out, and his eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets.

He had lived in the Qian Mansion for a long time and often roamed the Jianghu, seeing and hearing many things. He had learned about many strange and bizarre occurrences from people on the streets and alleys.

Zhou gave a start and, trembling with courage, asked: "You...exactly...who are you!"

The child did not answer immediately. Instead, he drew his intense gaze back in and lowered his eyelids, thick, curling lashes hiding the myriad emotions in his eyes.

The Moon Maiden's palm was clammy as she tentatively spoke, "Y-you... are you... the Miss?"

The child remained silent for a long time before finally raising her head.

In this moment, all the worldly glitter and glamour fade away, unable to conceal the melancholy upon your face.

"I am Qian Ziqi!"

The voice was not loud, yet it cut through the ears of those in the room like a clap of thunder.

A deathly silence!

"Help me up." Qian Ziqi struggled, his mouth aching with pain, as if fire burned within him.

"Miss, you mustn't. The poison of heartbreak powder spreads throughout the four meridians and eight channels..."

"Help me up!"

She remains as cold and aloof as frost and snow, her tone as icy.

The Moon Maiden and Qian Fu looked at each other, then helped each other to sit in front of the bronze mirror.

Stroking her cheek, the girl in the mirror was as pure as snow, with features delicately drawn and captivating eyes slightly upturned. Her rosy lips held a hint of mischief, making her appearance undeniably charming and alluring.

She stared at the face for a moment, her gaze drifting slightly.

This is not the face of <>, but rather the face of her cousin Gu Qingwan. Why is it like this?

Qianziqi's heart ached, and he almost fainted.

"Miss!" Yue Niang and Qian Fu supported her on either side, their faces filled with worry.

qian ziqi gritted his teeth and looked again.

In the depths of those eyes, like pools of ink or lacquer, lay a profound and tranquil wisdom far beyond their years.

A light sigh.

Only this gaze, is the true gaze. It is Qian Ziqi's look at the moment of his death in his past life, looking at the red dust, with no more attachment.

qian zichi let out a faint cry, his body tilted and fell. In that moment of falling, he finally understood, he had been reborn into his cousin Gu Qingwan's body.

"Miss... Miss." Yue Nü was startled.

qian Fu's eyes darkened, and she said sharply, "Carry Miss Fu to the bed. I need to give her acupuncture, quickly!"

Yue's heart skipped a beat, and she tightened her grip, carefully lifting the young lady onto the bed.

With nimble fingers, the money-making hand sews, and in a short while, needles fill every space.

After the half cup of tea, a streak of black flowed along his fingertips. Qian Fu's face was filled with joy, and with a gasp, he collapsed to the ground, speechless: "Lady Yue, Miss is saved."

A biting wind whistled through the cracks in the windowpanes.

Yuelang shivered, looking at the child in bed, she murmured to herself: "Qianfu, young mistress... who is it after all?"

Qian Fu's eyes welled up with tears as he said, "Moon Lady, young mistress... it's our young mistress."

Winter, night.

Fire engulfed the sky, covering my eyes; it consumed heaven and earth, filling the entire world.

The child watched as the red flames engulfed the silk smoke, watching the beams collapse, bewildered by the panic and the searing roar of the fire.

I'm still waiting.

As the man stepped on the flames, he embraced her tightly and whispered in her ear, "Ziqi, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!"

As you wish.

A handsome man rode in, stopping a few feet away. His clear and cold eyes reflected the fire, gazing steadily with an unruffled surface.

With a surge of excitement, the child shouted the man's name loudly.

The man's eyes, bottomless and dark, seemed to show no concern for life or death.

A sorrow unlike any other filled everything, tears falling drop by drop.

The moment before, he said: Ziqi, I want to accompany you to see all ten thousand miles of the Kyushu.

The moment before, he held her in his arms, his long fingers running through her hair.

"Why?"

Before the three words could leave his mouth, an arrow pierced him through.

The child lowered their head, looking in disbelief at the arrow piercing their chest. They looked up dazedly, black hair scattering around them, the wind from the arrow still lingering in the air.

The man's bow was still in his hand.

"Ah!"

A child cried out in agony, but from within him burst forth ten thousand raindrops.

Face up and fall. A roar, unable to express the grief and anger in his throat, but roaring out all the resentment of a lifetime.

"Miss, she's having another nightmare, look at all the sweat on her head."

The Moon Maiden hurried in and took out a handkerchief to carefully wipe Qing Guan.

Qian Guan clutched at his chest, sitting straight on the bed, breathing rapidly. This dream had repeated itself for ten days in a row.

Knowing this is not a dream, but the scene of a tragic death in a past life.

A raging fire burned throughout the night, reddening half of the capital city. All 108 members of the Qian family, including parents and siblings, perished in the flames, with no survivors.

But, she died by her fiancé’s arrow.

"

“Moon maiden, bring me a cup of warm tea.”

With a sip of warm tea, Qing Guan exhaled softly, and with no strength left, she slumped into Yue Niang's embrace.

The Moon Lady felt immense pity. She patted the young lady's back, soothing her just as she had always done.

"Miss, don't overthink it. Heaven never closes a door for those who have the will to open it. Your servant and Qian Fu would die protecting you."

"How did your aunt die?" Qingguan suddenly asked.

The moon goddess' eyes welled up with tears, and she choked out, "The people of the Gu family were afraid of being implicated, so they had someone... have someone bring a bowl of soul-breaking powder."

"Would Auntie be willing to die?" Qing Wan's heart ached as if it would shatter.

The Lady of the Moon wept and said: “The Second Lord spoke, ‘Soul-Severing Powder severs souls, but it cannot sever hatred. It will turn one into a vengeful ghost, cursing the entire Gu clan to ruin.’”

"How innocent my cousin is!" Qing Guan gritted her teeth.

"It's better to go with him than stay in this spiteful and unforgiving family."

Qingguan slowly closed her eyes.

Fourteen years of youthful love, pierced through by a single arrow, severing both love and loyalty.

The Qian family numbered hundreds, buried in the sea of fire. Their plight was truly dire;

Aunt and cousin, driven to a dead end by the Gu family, committed suicide...

The people and events of this life, it's terrifyingly clear.

Fingernails dug deep into the palm of my hand, a piercing pain that echoed through my soul. The voice in my heart was unwavering, yet filled with endless sorrow. I gritted my teeth and swore —

All past grievances and karmic debts, this life, will be revisited!

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