T/N: Wrongly edited part in the last chapter; they are currently at the capital and NOT in the border town lol so sorry everyone, hope no one's confused!
Ye Zhen had a long dream. A dream of her past life and her sister's, leaving her a rather forlorn feeling at her wake. The details were so vivid that she felt like she was actually there looking at a tanned girl with hair swaying with the howls of the wind while she laughed her heart out as her brother slipped on one slimy rock.
Almost abruptly, the sight became distorted and she found herself in familiar territory, dressed with a wedding frock she couldn't possibly forget. A terrible choice that day was, she realized. She tried to flee from the scene, but even before she could, her dream took another turn.
A shift in her surroundings and she was no longer dwelling upon the memories. But instead, she found herself in a stark white place which seemed to be dismally empty and endless. Out of nowhere came a phoenix – the exact phoenix from her jade pendant! It bore the same flaming feathers, singing a calming, sweet tune all over her.
Stretching out her hands, the Phoenix willingly settled on her right palm while it changed dramatically into a palm-sized bird which came pecking, almost lovingly, her tender palm.
Afterward, it turned into a flame that disappeared into her hand.
For some inexplicable reason, Ye Zhen seemed to have heard the Phoenix telling her that it would be her protector in the coming future as the fire slowly died down…
Then she woke up and heard people talking beside her bed.
"Father and mother are worried…are you feeling well now?" She heard Lu Xiangzhi's voice.
"Why did your sister suddenly fainted when she was already getting better?!" Lu Shiming's deep voice could be heard as he threw his son a death glare.
Although she was only their adopted daughter, she was raised as though she was no less than their own. Since her childhood, Lu Yaoyao��s character was already somewhat unruly but her innocence was still that of a child. For sure, she had a jovial time, with all the freedom and support she received from them. But now, Lu Shiming had seen that her daughter lost so much weight in just half a month of her illness. But what's even more concerning was her noticeable lost in her interests.
Lu Xiangzhi didn't know exactly why Ye Zhen fainted. He told his father what he said to her before she lost consciousness, but before he could even finish speaking, Lu Shiming had kicked him hard. "You fool! You didn't come to your sister with your senses barred in your mouth. When did your sister ever heard of beheading? You…!"
Pei Shi saw the chaos and she couldn't help but interject in a low voice "Both of you! Don't make too much noise! "Father and son immediately ceased and looked at Ye Zhen with the same worried faces.
"Yao Yao's pulse condition is much calmer than in the morning, but she is still too weak. She needs to be nurtured further." Pei's heart was beyond relieved to see her daughter's health slowly improving. "Help me change her clothes." she ushered the maid.
Lu Shiming heard that his adopted daughter was alright and saw that there was already nothing to fuss about. So he carried his son by the ear out of the room, leaving his wife to look after Ye Zhen.
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Ye Zhen was able to go out after half a month of Pei's care. After this period of recuperation, she became more sober and calm. She was reborn in her sister's body, a fact that she came to accept. She went back in time, two years to be exact.
This was her destiny; God gave her a second chance at life.
At this time of the year, Autumn is getting more and more pervading. The cool breeze, sunshine and the gentle rustle of leaves were only some of the few things the people enjoy in this season. Standing on the steps of the courtyard, Ye Zhen looked at the large house with carved beams and sturdy build.
Today was her first time spending autumn, not within the comforting confines of her own home, but with the enclosure of her enemy's proud abode.
She was deep in her musings when all of a sudden, she felt a tingle in her hand. She turned her eyes downcast and examined her right palm. This was the palm where the flaming phoenix appeared in her dream. The image of the Phoenix was lifelike, a phoenix with flaming wings. However, at this moment, the flaming phoenix was not visible in her palm.
What was left was the phoenix image, like a tattoo, imprinted deep in her skin. Is it true that the Phoenix merged with her hand just like in her dream?
She didn't know if she truly was going crazy but when a red drop from the phoenix's eye began to materialize, she began to panic internally.
With haste in her steps, she went back inside the mansion and asked one maid to fetch some water for her. The drop of red liquid then fell into the clear water and instantly lost its color.
"Is everything all right, Third miss?" The maid serving Ye Zhen saw her staring at her hand intensely and could not help but ask anxiously, thinking that the girl who came from the border town was indubitably strange. She was always hiding in the yard and was unwilling to go anywhere. She also refused to engage herself in conversations.
Ye Zhen clenched her hands and managed to plaster a smile on her face, "I am finished, you can now take the bucket away."The maid nodded and went out of the house carrying the basin.
The flowers and plants in the courtyard had withered, so the maid poured the water all over diligently.
After rushing back to her chamber, Ye Zhen reopened her palm to look again at the lifelike phoenix tattoo. She remembered her soul trapped in the palace for two years and finally, broke free when the jade pendant was torn in half. Lu Wushuang's hands were scorched by the flame the stone emitted, so she quickly loosened her grasp causing the stone to hit the floor hard. This tattoo, in her deliberation, somehow had a connection with the jade pendant given by Mo Rongzhan.
Brushing these thoughts aside, she took ahold of her composure and accidentally caught her reflection in the mirror near her. She gave a frustrated at what she saw. Nowadays, nothing worries her more than her appearance.
In fact, her twin sister's appearance was not exactly the same with hers Though they shared the same features, her sister's skin, hair and physique were different. Ye Zhen was raised by a delicate woman in her boudoir since her childhood. Her skin was pearly white, seldom touched by the sunlight and her hair was well-kept, showered with scented oils frequently.
All the while, her sister Lu Yaoyao grew up in the border town without her freedom constrained. Aside from having sunbaked skin, her skin was much darker; blemishes from being under the sun for too long was an unpleasant sight. The illness left her only a few meat on her body; she looked scraggly and unhealthy.
Dark and thin, people would probably doubt she was connected, a twin even, to the former Wang Fei.
On the brighter side, this was an advantage. She doesn't want anyone to know her relationship with the Ye family. Not yet. It is only when the enemy sees her twin sister in her person that she can act conveniently. For the past half month, she didn't look like a person seeking revenge, only a dependent daughter and sister. She had already enjoyed the glory and wealth in her past life but even that couldn't help her achieve her wants. How could she take revenge?
More than anything else, she wanted to see the people who have caused her family their miserable end, be trampled and crushed. But even with her current strength regained, she couldn't do anything. Even laying a finger on them she couldn't do!
One of the people who had wronged her was Mo Rongzhan, the most powerful figure in this era. How could she, a fragile young woman of thirteen, make him repay?
"Yao Yao?" came the voice of Lu Xiangzhi from outside her door.
Ye Zhen snapped out of her stupor and looked at herself in the mirror, but this time, she fixed a bright cheerful smile on her face, all the traces of hatred gone. She had to remind herself that in everyone's eyes, she is not the Ye Zhen who was reborn out of resentment and most certainly, not the sweet girl of the Ye family. Instead, she is Lu Shiming's adopted daughter and the Lu Family's third miss.
She's Lu Yaoyao whose nickname is Yao Yao, so Ye Zhen acted gaily just like her.
Ye Zhen took the initiative to welcome him. "Eldest Brother, why are you here?"
"You always called me eldest brother, but there are still three elder brothers ahead of me in our lineage." Lu Xiangzhi looked at her sister who has recovered and fondly raised his hand to rub her head like he always did. "Today, one of our eldest brothers has been anointed as an imperial official. An assistant war minister!" Lu Xiangzhi informed, excitement in his tone. "Saying so, Grandma is going to throw a family dinner to celebrate. Mother asked me to pick you up."
Lu Lingzhi! Ye Zhen's eyes flickered with hatred and felt some self-mockery that after her rebirth, she found herself living in an enemy's house and had the obligation of calling him eldest brother for the next months to come, or even for the rest of her life! Meeting Lu Lingzhi was the last thing she wanted to do.
"Eldest brother, I am afraid that I am still not feeling well." Ye Zhen bowed her head and feigned being weak.
"Where are you still sick? Don't talk nonsense! You must not think too much. You are the third miss of our family. How can you not attend the family dinner?"
Ye Zhen just laughed out and shrugged her shoulders, running out of excuses, "Fine."
Noticing how her gown barely hanged on her bony shoulders, Lu Xiangzhi couldn't help but comment on it, adding salt to the wound. "You've lost too much weight. Look at you! You'll have to take care of yourself or else…" He grinned from ear to ear.
"Or else?" Ye Zhen challenged him to continue.
"You'll forever look like a black monkey!" Lu Xiangzhi imitated behaviors of a monkey by rubbing his forehead and chin simultaneously.
"You are the monkey!" Ye Zhen rebutted. She knew from his sister's memory that Lu Xiangzhi used to poke fun on Lu Yaoyao's looks. But this was just his way of expressing his concerns, so she didn't take his words at heart.