Chapter 109 of Volume 2: He is Reborn

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  Murong heard Le Jiaojiao's words and calmed down again. What could her father do by going to welcome the bride himself? She had been married to Long Han for so many years, and no one knew better than she did about his coldness and ruthlessness. Although she couldn't see what was hidden in that man's eyes, would such a thing as romantic love appear on him? She was very skeptical.

  At the mention of Le Jiaojiao, Murong's eyes cleared up. Love is the cheapest and most untested thing in the imperial family. Even if the master had a special affection for Gu Qingjin, she was still the queen of Jing Wang, and she also had a legitimate son. From her past attitude, the master respected and relied on her, and also valued Qianyuan. She was the dignified mistress of Jing Wang Fu. A man's favor is unreliable.

  A man's infatuation and special treatment of you can last for how long? As long as she takes care of the backyard, continues to rely on her master, a concubine like this "plaything" is rare, but if there is one concubine, there can be a second. Flowers do not bloom for a hundred days, and their beauty will eventually fade.

  As she thought of this, the cold glint in her eyes flashed and disappeared, and she lightly adjusted her clothes, went to the dressing table, tidied up her hair in front of the copper mirror, touched up her makeup, and turned to Laiyin said: "Laiyin, let's hurry out to entertain our guests, don't keep them waiting."

  Ler's expression changed suddenly, but seeing Mu Rong's calm demeanor, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes as she followed him out.

  In the new house, Qing Jin sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her face hidden behind a veil. Her expression was complex and unrestrained. She had finally married this man and entered the Jing Wang Fu. In her dreams, she kept turning over and over again, her fate once again entwined with this person.

  Memories of the past flood back, memories from a previous life come rushing in.

  That year, she traveled through time and space to the Hou Mansion's main house, where she became the eldest daughter. Young and beautiful, with a slender figure and a radiant complexion. Her talent was overflowing, her heart as high as the sky, arriving in this empty dynasty, clenching her fists and rubbing her palms together, her ambition burning brightly;

  That month, she met him on the street for the first time. She fell in love with him at first sight. From then on, everything she did was to attract his attention, thinking of a thousand ways and ten thousand thoughts, just for the moment when his cold gaze would stop on her, even if only for an instant.

  That day, she managed to escape from home and appeared in front of him in a sorry state, telling him that she liked him and wanted to marry him.

  In the prime of her life, she devoted herself to him. Disregarding her family and disobeying her parents, she ruined her sister's marriage by marrying him as a concubine. Yet, something that is snatched will always be just that...

  The spring night is warm and intimate, she clings to him tightly, thinking that he has been deeply in love with her all along, but unaware that she has never been in his heart.

  Born not for righteousness, died cannot enter the imperial ancestral tomb, a life without offspring, calculating and using, cause and effect, retribution. The woman who was once fiercely flying towards the fire like moths, regardless of everything, finally buried herself in the sea of flames, turned to ashes and smoke.

  She had thought that they would never meet again, with one going up to the sky and the other down to the earth, but unexpectedly, fate played a trick on them, tying them together once more, what an irony!

  Thinking of the last life, nameless and without a share, entering his backyard, compared to this time's grand ceremony comparable to a legitimate wife and his personal welcome, after all, it's not love, so it's so high-profile, letting her be exposed to the wind and waves, but also good, this time she doesn't love either...

  Just as Qing Jin was thinking about these things, the door creaked open and a pair of black boots appeared in her line of sight. She knew it was Long Han Yuan who had entered. She sat up straight, watching with sidelong glances as the owner of the shoes approached closer and closer, then stood still in front of her, surrounded by an aura of icy coldness. Qing Jin wore a demure smile and looked down shyly, waiting for that person to lift the veil.

  But after waiting for half a day, there was no sign of that person or any movement. Her gaze was blocked by the red veil, and she stood as still as a wooden post, her facial expression almost frozen in place. Just then, the veil on her head was lifted, and a flood of light poured into the room.

  His figure also entered the eye, still unchanged in his dark clothes, embroidered with intricate and delicate dark patterns, with a black and gold two-line woven belt around his waist. His body was tall and slender, with black hair and eyes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, straight nose and thin lips. A pair of deep and profound eyes looked at her with an indistinguishable expression.

  At the moment when Qingjin met Shang Long's distant gaze, she suddenly felt a dryness in her throat. Such emotions and such suddenness made it impossible for Qingjin to maintain the smile and shyness that she had been trying hard to keep. She lowered her head, pretending to be shy, not letting him see the loss of composure and complexity in her eyes.

  She felt Long Han's gaze on her, a gaze that was once what she had sought after with all her might but could not get, and now she detested such a gaze.

  To conceal the disgust in her eyes, Qing Jin lowered her head so that the other person couldn't see the loathing at the bottom of her eyes. Long Han Yuan also didn't know what he was thinking about, and for a moment, there was an endless silence between the two people.

  Just as Qingjin thought the person in front of her was about to turn around and leave, a delicate box appeared in Qingjin's line of sight. Qingjin was taken aback and couldn't help but look up at the person who handed over the box, with an expression of doubt in her eyes.

  "Open it and take a look!" The person's cold voice sounded in his ear.

  Qing Jin heard Long Han Yuan's words and didn't understand why he was doing this. Could it be that he wanted to give her a gift? Giving gifts on the wedding night, when did Long Han Yuan become such a romantic person? Qing Jin wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought of Long Han Yuan personally coming to welcome her today. According to her understanding of Long Han Yuan, he wouldn't do something like this, so there must be an ulterior motive. Alright, let's see what kind of intention Long Han Yuan has.

  Thinking of this, Qingjin took the gift box handed over by Long HanYuan, looked at him and saw that he had no expression, Qingjin knew that this meant she could open it now.

  Qing Jin withdrew her gaze, opened the gift box in her hand, and inside lay a pair of jade bangles. The jade bangles emitted a soft glow, with a pure color like moonlight, which was not an ordinary object at first glance.

  Qing Jin couldn't help but pick up a jade bangle, only to see that the originally transparent jade bangle was shrouded in mist, as if it had come to life. It felt warm to the touch, and Qing Jin even felt that the bangle in her hand was responding to her heart. Qing Jin's eyes widened in surprise, but when she saw the two tiny yet clear words inside the gift box, she looked at Long Han Yuan with a thunderstruck expression.

  "Concentric ring?" Qing Jin heard her own voice ringing out clearly.

  Long Hanru heard Qing Jin's words and nodded slightly, saying: "Do you like it?"

  "So it was you, Long Han Yuan!" Qing Jin said with a hint of realization.

  "It's me!" Long HanYuan said affirmatively towards QingJin.

  "Matching hearts, same virtues and hearts, sharing the bitter and sweet...". Qing Jin murmured softly, her expression dazed. In this era, there was no such thing as a "matching heart ring", only Qing Jin, a modern person, knew about it.

  In her previous life, she fell in love with Long Hanshan at first sight on the street and tried every means to marry him. Unexpectedly, she ended up as a nameless concubine. After attending Gu Qingyao's grand wedding with the Sixth Prince, she secretly envied them in her heart. When she was carried into the backyard of the Jingwang Mansion in a small sedan chair, although there was no wedding ceremony, she wanted something to prove her marriage. The first thing that came to mind was a modern wedding ring, but thinking that Long Hanshan might not accept it, she thought of a compromise - a pair of interlocking bangles.

  On the night she entered the palace, she put one on herself and gave the other to Long Han as a wedding gift, telling him it was a symbol of love, sharing the same virtue and heart, sharing the sweetness and bitterness. She wore hers all the time until that night when he shouted out that name, her mind was dazed, the jade bangle fell to the ground and shattered, but the one she gave him, he had never worn it before.

  This life's Long Han Yuan would never have known about the matching bangles, only the reborn Long Han Yuan knew about them. It turned out he was reborn, which is why he gave her the matching bangles on their wedding night. Looking at the pair of matching bangles in front of her, Qing Jin felt an overwhelming sense of irony and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. "Since you've also returned, how do you know these matching bangles are still what I want? Ah, I forgot, the noble Duke Jing should be unaware of this. After all, this bangle proves your boundless charm, witnessing a woman's foolishness and self-abasement, not even becoming a princess, but instead running to become your concubine. You must be thrilled beyond measure, once again ruining that woman's life, taking it as a victorious crown to reward the person you've ruined once more. You're so clever, thinking that person will definitely be grateful to you... But this is just Duke Jing's thoughts. The woman who was once foolish and stupid now tells the noble Duke Jing that she doesn't like it, her heart is evil to the extreme..." As soon as she finished speaking, she raised the jade bangle in her hand, let go of it, and it fell rapidly, shattering into pieces.

  Seeing the shattered jade bangle, Long Han's eyes changed unpredictably as he gazed at Qing Jin. A cold and icy aura burst forth, and the powerful and overbearing pressure instantly made Qing Jin pale, with cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

  Qing Jin was almost unable to stand upright under Long Han's overwhelming pressure, and her breathing began to labor. Yet she still stubbornly faced Long Han. The moment she realized the person in front of her was Long Han, she had not thought of hiding her true feelings. She could endure strangers, but towards this man who had once been hers, she could no longer hold back.

  No big deal if she dies again, how can he do this to her, trample on her pride and self-respect like that after she had died a terrible death for him once before, only to turn around and hold up the proof of her past love for him...

  He ruined her once, but it wasn't enough, he wanted to ruin her a second time. With this thought, she stared at Long Han Yan with unblinking eyes, filled with endless hatred and a desire to devour him whole.

  Just as Qing Jin felt she was about to suffocate and die, Long Han Yuan withdrew the aura and pressure from his body and spoke faintly to Qing Jin: "Don't deliberately provoke me!"

  "Are you kidding me? You always think you're so superior, thinking that Gu Qingjin is still the same foolish Gu Qingjin who married you as a concubine because she liked you and hoped for your love?"