In my previous life, my younger sister married the promiscuous heir apparent of the General's Mansion.
When I was bleeding from dystocia, the two of them had a private meeting in the study.
Thinking that you can get a stable life by forbearing and giving in is just a joke after all.
The last sight of me lying in a pool of blood,
It feels like I have returned to the swing covered with petals under the pear tree when I was a child.
When I opened my eyes again, the young man whispered in my ears:
"Qingyi, don't sleep. The teacher is calling you to endorse."
