Love you this time. Who wrote this novel?

Wen Ningcheng's novel Rebirth Depends on You, Zhihu. Author: I really want to sleep.

Rebirth depends on you. Zhihu's novel mainly tells: it is equivalent to my mother's clear expression that the palace banquet needs to start. Qingling said that the maid showed her around. Once she said that she had mistaken Aunt Zhang's residence. On another occasion, she said that after running out of boiling water in the palace, Qingling felt something strange. Looking for an opportunity, she solved the problem that the maid came to me.

Wonderful excerpt

I looked coldly at Shen Ember and Yi for the rest of their lives, watching Yi get crazier and crazier, and finally ended up being driven to the manor but surviving. Shen's heart, his wife's birthright ... she didn't get everything she wanted after all.

And Shen Ember, after touching herself for decades, finally repented and died. Before she died, she called my name to Shen Hang.

I wanted to watch Shen's soul go to hell with my own eyes, but I began to feel sleepy, which has never happened in decades. ......

When I opened my eyes, I saw my handmaid, Qingling, coming towards me with a smile. She was holding the dress, which my mother and I made for me personally. ......

It took me a long time to understand that all this was not an illusion, but a real beginning.

In this life, I will never set foot in the door of God House again.

So I took most of my private money and went to Zhou Yu, a fortune teller my father trusted.

My father wrote a letter to tell fortune and geomantic omen, and my marriage with Shen Ember was decided after he calculated Zhou Yu's birthday with Shen Ember.

At that time, Zhou Yu received two gold ingots from my father and couldn't stop laughing. She pretended to hold her finger and calculated, and said four words, "A godsend."

Recalling the doomed love that I lived with Shen Ember in my previous life, I couldn't help but grunt.

"What's wrong with that?" Mother asked with concern, "You've always been upset, crying and laughing recently, and you went to Zhou Yu to tell your fortune a few days ago. 」

"I just had a nightmare and was very scared. I went to the fortune teller and had a dream." I took my mother's hand and leaned on her shoulder as usual.

She nodded and raised her eyebrows. "You ... dream and reality are opposites. Later, in front of the Bodhisattva, I sincerely prayed and asked her to give you a good marriage. 」

Smile for a moment, no marriage is a good thing. "I don't want to get married! I want to be filial at my mother's knees all my life. 」

Mom just thought I was joking. "Don't tell me, your father would have noticed for you. 」

My heart sank, I smiled and stopped talking.

Today in a previous life, my mother and I also went to the temple to burn incense. At that time, I was puzzled and asked my future husband to be handsome, gentle in character, prominent in family background and tall and straight in posture ... I forgot to let him treat me wholeheartedly.

Later, Shen Ember really agreed to my request, and everything was the best, but she didn't love me anymore.

In this life, I knelt in front of the bodhisattva and felt a lot.

I only hope for this life, be happy all my life, be widowed all my life, and break my marriage.

Like the first world, my mother met a familiar Mrs. Zhong in the temple, and they had a good talk.

I left Qingling and went to the Woods behind the temple.

Last time I met a young man who was poisoned and blind here.

I don't know medical skills. At that time, I was afraid of being alone. I fed my grandfather the life-saving pills he asked me to carry with me and left in a hurry. His life and death are unknown.

Before I married Shen Ember again, I went to my grandfather's house for a short stay. In those days, I have been studying detoxification pharmacology, and I have been looking forward to seeing young Lang again and taking his pulse.

But the meeting in my last life was actually the last time I met him.

The tail of the skirt was suddenly caught, and then the blade reached the throat with a hard pull.

The veins stood out on his forehead, and now he is covered in blood, his lips are purple, and the knife holding the dagger is trembling slightly.

Just like the first time, I touched the corners of my mouth. "If you push harder, the toxin will spread to your whole body faster, and then I really want to save you." 」

"Do you know medical skills?" He frowned and tried to suppress the color of pain.