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He had died a tragic death in his past life. Now that he had returned, he would definitely make him pay with his blood if he were to be reborn.

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"Huang'er, wake up, Huang'er. It's New Year's Eve today. Look at the new clothes I made for you. Is it good?" A gentle and familiar voice sounded in Zhao Liang's ear.

"No, no, why do you treat me like this! Why!" The little man in the pink bed suddenly struggled violently!

"Huang'er, Huang'er, what's wrong with you?" That gentle voice immediately tensed up along with the little girl's movements!

"Ah!" The little girl on the bed suddenly opened her eyes and sat up. The quilt that covered half of her face slipped down and revealed her little face.

Her face was as white and tender as a freshly cooked egg. Although she was still a child, it could be seen that she was a very beautiful girl. Her small cherry mouth seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge. What was more eye-catching was her pair of almond-shaped eyes, which seemed to contain the whole star.

But at this moment, her fair and tender face looked pale because of pain and fear. Her black hair was stuck to her full forehead because of cold sweat, and her starry eyes were full of hatred and confusion!

"Huang'er! What's wrong with you?"

"Who is it? Who called me again? The voice is so familiar!" Zhao Liangwu looked around with a blank face. Her eyes were wide open, but it seemed that she could not focus on it all the time. "Mother?" Zhao Liangwu asked carefully in disbelief.

"Huang'er, what's wrong with you? It's your mother!" The woman in front of him was even more heart-wrenching when she saw Zhao please's expression.

Zhao Liangli reached out and wanted to touch his mother, but he found that his hand was so small. Zhao Liangnan looked around. Liu Jade, Liuzhu, and other maids were nervously looking at him behind Dai Tingwan with a handkerchief and tea. "Wait? The hairpin on my mother's head?"

"That hairpin was made by a craftsman personally. My mother wore it every day, but she suddenly passed away in two months? But was it when I was nine years old? Was it when I returned to my nine-year-old age?" Zhao Liang thought carefully as he put away the confusion and horror in his heart.

"Huang'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Dai Tingwan looked at Zhao Liang, who was thinking about something, and asked.

Having been interrupted by Dai Tingwan's inquiry, he said, "It's okay, mother. I just had a terrible dream and didn't come to my senses for a while." Looking at Dai Tingwan, who was still frowning and worried, Zhao Liangnan tried his best to raise an innocent smile. "It's really okay, mother. I haven't slept enough. I still want to have a rest."

Seeing her daughter's innocent smile as usual, Dai Tingwan finally let go of the stone in her heart. "Look, the sun is shining over your head. Little lazy girl, go to sleep!" After that, Dai Tingwan slowly helped Zhao Liang to lie down, carefully tucked in the quilt, and ordered, "You should serve Miss well. If you have nightmares again, call me."

"Yes!" The Glazed Jade Pendant and the Glazed Pearl replied.

"You can go out. The dream I just had is too terrible. Someone in the room makes me panic." Zhao Liang watched Dai Tingwan leave slowly and turned to look at Liu Xiu and Liuzhu, who were waiting in front of the tent.

After everyone in the room went out, Zhao Liang sat up and looked at his room. He got out of bed, walked to the bronze mirror, and looked at his tender face. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Zhao Wenting, Zhao Liangzhen, you didn't expect that I would come back to life again, did you?

"Now that I'm back, there are some things that we have to let go of!" Zhao Liang looked at his white and tender hands, and couldn't help but think back to the time when he was "dead", he was tortured so badly that he was locked in an iron cage full of mice...

Zhao Liangyi's eyes suddenly turned cold. "The Zhao Family! Xiao Ming! I'll use this life to pay for the debt I owe in my previous life!"

In this life, she must protect the person she loved, no matter what price she had to pay!

Zhao Liang sworn to himself.

She looked up at the new clothes in the room. It seemed that these days should be the last few days. She was going to go up the mountain to pray in the temple. There were only 40 days left before her mother's sudden death.

"The Fuhua Temple?" Zhao Liang muttered to himself and returned to his bed with a faint smile.

Perhaps it was Liu Jade, who was outside the door, who had heard the commotion in the room. She was calling out in a low voice.

"Miss, Miss?"

Hearing the familiar voice of Liu Jade, Zhao Liangheng suddenly opened his eyes, covered the fierceness in his eyes, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss, Madam said that if you wake up, you can go to the front hall. Today is New Year's Eve, but..."

"I see. Change your clothes." Zhao Liang said coldly. He didn't expect that when he was reborn, it was New Year's Eve. He was going to meet Zhao Wenting and Zhao Liangzhen. Ha, he was very looking forward to it. "I remember you give me red clothes every year?"

"Hey? Didn't Miss say that the big red is very vulgar and doesn't like it very much?" Then she entered the room and asked in confusion.

"Today's New Year's Eve, and I have a nightmare. It's suitable to wear a red coat and a red dress!" Zhao Liang's eyes were cold, and he ordered Liuju to go to the wardrobe to take out the red dress.

"I think you look good in pink." Liuzhu curled her lips and said.

"My hair bun doesn't need to be too complicated and simple." Zhao Liangrong didn't pay attention to the Glazed Pearl. He just glanced at the Glazed Bead through the bronze mirror.

In the past, she had always been wearing pink clothes because Liuzhu inadvertently said that the red was too vulgar, but she forgot that the red was the color that a legitimate daughter should wear. Zhao Liang was wearing white clothes like a legitimate immortal every day, and her pink clothes made her look more otherworldly...

At the thought of this, Zhao Liangchi's eyes turned cold. "This should not be a coincidence. I'm afraid that everything around me in the last life is not clean!"

"Miss, it's done." Liuzhu inserted the last pearl hairpin into Zhao Liang's jet-black hair and said.

Zhao Liang looked at it in the bronze mirror, and then took off the dangling hairpin on his head and replaced it with a jade hairpin.

"Miss..."

"Okay, that's it. That's great!" Zhao Liangrong didn't hear what Liuzhu said. He put his hand on the pendant and stood up. "Let's go." Zhao Liangrong had only seen Zhao Wenting a few times in a year. If it weren't for the unavoidable occasion, Zhao Wenting wouldn't want to see Dai Tingwan and others.

"Sister!"

A man's voice brought Zhao Liang back to reality.

"Here you are." Seeing the person who came, Zhao Liangwu shouted in surprise. Zhao Liangnan hurried forward and grabbed Zhao Ji's hand. When he touched his younger brother's warm hand, Zhao Liangshen burst into tears.

"In my previous life, I was the one who didn't know the right person and harmed my attendant. In this life, my sister will definitely protect you!" Thinking of this, Zhao Liangheng held Zhao Jisui's hand more tightly.

"Sister, you look so good today!" Zhao Ji murmured as he looked at his sister, who seemed to have some differences.

"Don't be so talkative. It's getting late. Let's go to the front hall together." Zhao Liang said with a smile, as he poked Zhao Feng's nose.

As soon as Zhao Liangnan walked to the door of the hall, he heard that Lan Yiyi was making things difficult for Dai Tingwan. She lowered her eyes, and a trace of mockery spread from the corner of her mouth, and then disappeared.

"Elder sister, younger sister knows. You were born in the Wu family and were used to being free and easy. However, Huang'er is the legitimate daughter of the Zhao family after all. Why is she so unruly? Old master has already arrived, why hasn't she come yet?"

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