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    Reborn as 12 years old

    General’s mansion.

    Qi Wu courtyard.

    A young lady’s boudoir,as Warm as spring.With the graceful and luxurious decorations.Bead curtains hang in layers and layers.

    The purple silkscreen separate by Warm wind. A young girl was lying on, covered with a silkworm quilt of Yang Fei’s color and a white sleeping face. Her long eyelashes shivering slightly, her pink lips tightly pressed together, frowning and m??ning as if she was having a nightmare. Suddenly her frown deepened and she clenched her teeth…

    After a while, the young girl on the bed slowly opened her eyes. They were quiet and pure, like a pool of water in autumn. She seemed a bit stunned while she looked around the room, frowning once more. This place was familiar…

    It was at that moment that a fourteen- or fifteen-years old girl, wearing a pink cotton skirt entered the room. She had a full face like the moon, a strong body and smiling eyes. She came near the bed saying:

    “Xiaojie, the Lantern Festival is about to begin and you are still sleeping so soundly!”

    The little girl on the bed was surprised at the sight of this girl and stuttered: “Ren …. Rendong? Why are you here? What is this place?” she asked.

    She looking around once more while getting off the bed. As soon as her feet touch the ground, she realized that everything around her seemed big. Even the ceiling appeared to be higher!

    At these words An Qingran walked in front of the bronze mirror, there she saw a familiar face. It was herself but smaller. She reached out and tilted her head. Then she lifted one of her feet, it wasn’t much bigger than three inches lily feet!

    An Qingran pinched her face, and felt pain but, feeling this she started to grin. The confused look in her eyes was slowly replaced by surprise. Was she reborn?

    She touched her face again to confirm that she wasn’t dreaming, she could not believe it! Looking around once more, it was no different than the room in her memory.

    Suddenly, the last scene she saw before she woke up in this room flashed through her eyes. Dong Fang Ye and An Yanran holding a child in front of her. Her eyes flashed a cold light. It seemed that God had pity on herself and made her dream come true!

    “Rendong, what year is this?” asked An Qingran, her face stirring with cold but also a bit excited, even in the voice, which was also a kind of enduring hatred.

    Rendong did not notice it and laughed at Qingran’s question. “Xiaojie ,Is this a riddle?”

    “Rendong, just answer me!” said An Qingran turning to the maid with a calm face. She didn’t want to scare her.

    “Xiaojie want to test the slave. This slave knows, this year is Yun Qi twenty-second year and today is the Lantern Festival. Xiaojie , why are you testing this slave’s memory?”

    An Qingran smiled. If this was Yun Qi twenty-second year, it meant that she was now twelve years old!

    She pulled Rendong’s hand and happily shouted while spinning around. Seeing the young lady acting this way Rendong asked: “Xiaojie , did you have a good dream?”

    “Yes, a very good dream” replied An Qingran, but her voice at that moment turned cold and filled with hatred…

    An Qingran finally stopped and took her hands “Rendong you have suffered…”

    Rendong did not understand what she meant and looked at her quizzically. Of course, An Qingran knew that she did not understand, after all, she didn’t need to.

    All the past grievances it would be enough if she remembered and understood them alone.

    Tn note:-Xiaojie is young lady of family.