Chapter 827 Reincarnation
At every critical point in life, there will always be countless crossroads.
They correspond to different futures ahead. Whether the ending is tragedy or comedy, no one will know before reaching the end.
Everyone must be responsible for their own choices, because there is no regret medicine in this world.
"Master, Master, Madam is having a difficult birth!" A maid ran over anxiously, her face full of panic.
The middle-aged man in luxurious clothes was extremely sad, and kept muttering: "How could this be? How could this be. Midwife, what did the midwife say?"
The maid's eyes flashed with a trace of hesitation, and finally said: "Sixth Aunt said that in this case, either caesarean section to take out the baby in the belly, or ignore the life and death of the child"
In other words, you can only choose to save the big one or the small one.
The middle-aged man's eyes were red, and tears could not stop flowing down. He kept pacing outside the house, and the maid's urging voice in his ears was like a curse to urge his life.
Finally, he made up his mind and said sadly, "Child, no more."
This sentence seemed to drain all his strength. He collapsed to the ground, covering his face and crying.
In his first life, Qin Feng died in suffocation and despair before he could see the world clearly.
"Asshole, asshole! Their father is dying, and they still want to divide the family property, and no one cares!" The old housekeeper stomped on the ground with his feet to vent his anger, but he seemed to think of something and looked at the old man on the bed.
Qin Feng had white hair and a face full of vicissitudes. He looked up at the roof and recalled his life.
He and his wife were childhood sweethearts, and then they got married.
With a wealthy family and a harmonious life, it should have been a happy life. When did it start to change?
Maybe after his wife died, he married a few more wives.
Or maybe he was busy with business and never took extra care of his children?
So now, when he was only a breath away, not a single child was willing to look at him again, and they only wanted to divide the family's land and money.
"Afu, am I a failure in my life?" Qin Feng said weakly.
The old housekeeper hurried forward and held his hand and said, "Master, I have sent someone to call the young masters. You... don't say these words."
Qin Feng shook his head, then coughed violently a few times and closed his eyes forever.
"Master!"
"Cough cough." Qin Feng sat at the desk with a pale face, holding a book in his hand. He looked sick, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
A beautiful woman in a white dress walked into the room with a bowl of steaming medicine, with a distressed look on her face: "Qin Lang, if you can't bear it, you might as well rest early."
Qin Feng shook his head. He studied hard for ten years just to get his name on the list of successful candidates.
Jianli had waited for him for too long. He wanted to marry her in style and live a happy life.
"We will be together." Qin Feng looked very determined.
Liu Jianli's eyes were red, and she held his hands tightly and said, "Qin Lang, we will be together, regardless of life or death."
Unfortunately, it was not as he wished. Qin Feng died of illness when he passed the imperial examination.
The loud gongs and drums of the welcoming team could not suppress the sadness in the room.
A roll of white cloth directly covered a person's life.
At the table, Liu Jianli was wearing white clothes, her eyes were dull, and there were tears on her cheeks. Her tears had long dried up.
The people around her whispered, and their expressions were all sympathetic and regretful.
"They were childhood sweethearts, but they ended up like this."
"My parents are snobbish and look down on Qin Feng, who came from a poor family. The latter studied hard and finally passed the imperial examination, but was taken away by the disease."
"What rich people finally get married, it's all fake."
"I hope the Liu family's daughter can get out of her sadness as soon as possible."
One day later, Liu Jianli, wearing a red wedding dress, hung on the willow tree where she and Qin Feng had promised to spend their lives together when they were young.
"Jianli, I swear under the willow tree that I will marry you in the future."
"Well, I will wait for you forever."
Outside the Meridian Gate, there were already crowds of people.
The strong executioner sharpened his knife. A man with a wooden sign stuck behind him, his hands tied behind his back, knelt on the ground.
"You bold and unruly people, dared to attack the Tang Mansion at night and kill the young master of the Tang family. You will be beheaded at the Meridian Gate today!" The imperial envoy sat in a hall, his hair standing on end with anger.
No one among the onlookers cheered for him, but instead looked at the criminal with sympathy.
"The Qin family boy and the Liu family girl had already secretly agreed to spend their lives together. The wedding day was approaching, but the latter was spotted by the Tang family bastard."
"The latter directly kidnapped the Liu family girl and wanted to force her, but the girl refused to obey and finally chose to understand herself."
"The heaven is blind, good people don't live long, and evil will last for thousands of years. The Tang family bastard should be killed!"
"The Qin family's son is clearly getting rid of harm for the people!"
"How dare you!" The imperial envoy shouted angrily, and the people fell silent, but the look in his eyes was like a knife, which frightened him and made him wonder why noon didn't come earlier.
The executioner said, "Brother Qin, I respect you as a good man. Don't worry, my knife is always sharp, and you won't feel any pain.
Before you die, do you have anything else to say?"
Hearing this, Qin Feng raised his head and looked around blankly. He seemed to see a familiar figure in white, with a sweet smile, gently waving at him.
The sun was hanging high in the sky, and the master threw the wooden stick in his hand.
"In the next life, I will marry you."
"Behead!"
Blood spurted out, and the light words were scattered with the wind.
Qin Feng's soul flew out of his body, looking at the headless corpse on the ground with a complicated expression.
The pain in his neck was so real, as if the big knife was still under his head, cutting it again and again.
After entering the underworld, he began to experience reincarnation for hundreds of lifetimes.
In this reincarnation, he is both the owner of each story and the observer of each story.
The pain of birth, aging, illness and death is clearly engraved in the depths of his soul, making him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.
A white shadow floated out, and it was unclear what it looked like. It just said to him lightly: "Do you hate it?"
"What?"
"Because of a choice made by your father, you died in the womb before you were born.
Even though they gave their children a well-fed life, they were still not satisfied. Before you died, they didn't want to come back to see you more.
You passed the imperial examination and should have lived with your beloved woman forever, but because you didn't have a healthy body, you died young, causing the woman to die with you.
You have a healthy body, but you don't have the strength to protect your beloved. You can only watch her die for her chastity.
Shouldn't you hate it?"
"Should I hate it?" Qin Feng asked himself blankly.
He didn't get an answer, but heard the white shadow speak again: "Life is bitter, this is fate, everything is predetermined."
"Fate?"
"Yes, it is fate.
Some people are born rich, some are born poor.
Some people ask for it but can't get it, some people get it but it's not smooth.
Some people have everything when they are born, some people get nothing in their whole life.
This is fate, you shouldn't hate it, you should accept it."
"Should I accept it?" Qin Feng struggled, the voice in his ear was still bewitching and invading his mind.
Swish!
The world turned upside down, and another reincarnation came.