Chapter 1: Rebirth of Concubine Hua

Chapter 1: Rebirth of Concubine Hua
When Nian Shilan opened her eyes, she was in her own boudoir before she got married, at the Nian Mansion, where she had not yet been accused of being "more successful than her master".

What came into view was Songzhi, who was kneeling beside the bed with a sad face and silently crying, her parents who loved her deeply, her eldest brother Nian Xiyao who had hurried home, and her second brother Nian Gengyao who had just returned from training in the military camp and had not yet achieved any military merit.

Nian Shilan slowly focused her eyes and looked at her father, Nian Xialing, the then governor of Huguang. She said softly, "Father, my daughter can only be someone's legal wife in this life. Please don't send your daughter to be someone's concubine."

Nian Xialing was originally happy that his daughter had woken up, but when he heard these words, he suddenly suspected that his daughter had had a nightmare when she fainted, otherwise why would she say something that was not possible at the moment.

Not to mention that his two sons were now in a prosperous position in the court, even if he was the governor of Huguang, he would never let his beloved little daughter become someone else's concubine.

Given the current momentum of the Nian family, although they do not live in the capital for a long time, it would naturally be good if one day they could be selected to enter the palace. However, he and his wife would inevitably have more worries at home.

If she failed in the selection, it would be easy to ask the emperor to choose a family of equal status in the court to make her daughter the legal wife and live a life of wealth and luxury.

Suspecting that his daughter had a nightmare, Nian Xialing could only comfort her: "Don't let your imagination run wild, Lan'er. Your father and your two brothers will definitely choose a good husband for you. You should take care of yourself first."

Nian Shilan thanked his father softly, and after his mother carefully fed him a few mouthfuls of porridge, he said he wanted to sleep for a while, and tilted his head and closed his eyes.

Seeing this situation, everyone in the Nian family had no choice but to ask the servants to take good care of the thing, and then they all returned to their own courtyards to rest.

But Nian Shilan was not asleep. She just closed her eyes and recalled the long and tragic "dream".
(End of this chapter)