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Jiang Yuanxi entered the reincarnation path.
Before she was reincarnated, she drank for three days and nights with King Yan, only hoping for a good family, peaceful and happy, and to live a carefree life.
With a muffled groan, Jiang Yuanxi was successfully born.
She struggled to open her eyes and looked around.
The surroundings were ancient and elegant, and at least five or six servants were standing nearby.
It was indeed a good family!
She truly was destined to be the young lady!
“Xinnian, it’s a girl!” A man’s voice was rough but filled with joy.
It seemed like it was her father.
“Finally, a daughter.”
The woman’s voice was weak, but her tone still carried joy.
Jiang Yuanxi’s eyes lit up. Her mother’s voice was so sweet.
“Fengyuan, look, she’s smiling,” said the woman.
Xinnian?
Fengyuan?
Wait a minute.
She had just been told she would enter the reincarnation path and then be reborn, but now she found herself in a book.
Xinnian and Fengyuan were characters from a story she had seen a few days ago in King Yan’s palace, characters in the novel “The Life of a Concubine’s Daughter” — both cannon fodder.
In the novel, the Duke of An had two sons: the legitimate son, Jiang Fengyuan, and the illegitimate son, Jiang Qisheng.
However, the Duke of An favored the illegitimate son and ignored the legitimate son.
The legitimate son fought on the battlefield to gain merit but was forced to give up his achievements due to filial piety and handed them over to the lazy illegitimate son.
Jiang Qisheng took advantage of his older brother’s achievements, while Jiang Fengyuan, grieving over his wife’s death, died on the battlefield.
Jiang Fengyuan’s four sons were also raised to be evil characters.
A character like Jiang Qisheng, who was so vile, had a daughter named Jiang Ruowei, the female lead of the novel.
The female lead eventually resolved the issues with her four evil brothers, became connected with the crown prince, and became the only empress of the Da Yong Dynasty, while Jiang Qisheng was promoted to a royal in-law.
Jiang Fengyuan’s entire family was labeled as traitors and their remains were eaten by wild dogs.
And she, Jiang Yuanxi, was born with the same name as the cannon fodder daughter of Jiang Fengyuan.
She was destined to die one day after birth.
In the original novel, there were only a few sentences describing her:
“Jiang Yuanxi, age one day, passed away.”
She was doomed to die just one day after birth.
King Yan, that liar!
She had been promised a life of riches and happiness, but it turned out to be a short-lived one.
However, Jiang Yuanxi also knew that she had no choice but to accept her fate.
From now on, she would live her life as a baby.
At the moment, there were still 22 hours before her predicted death.
No rush, no rush, the book said she lived for one whole day.
Only a few hours had passed, so she would eat well first before worrying about anything else.
Since her mother had been injured while giving birth, she could only entrust her to a wet nurse.
She ate well, and only then was it time to focus on the bigger matters.
The book never elaborated on how she was supposed to die.
But now, her body felt strong, and she was eating heartily — she was nothing like someone who was about to die.
It must have been some external factor that caused her death.
Jiang Yuanxi observed everyone in the room.
Good.
She didn’t recognize a single person.
She was handed to Chen Shi, her mother.
Chen Xinyuan looked at the baby lovingly, her face full of warmth.
The baby was pale, with big eyes, long eyelashes — she would surely be a beautiful girl when she grew up.
Suddenly, Chen Shi remembered something and looked up to ask, “Chun Zhi, where is the general?”
Chun Zhi adjusted the blanket for Chen Shi: “The general asked the Duke for the family tree, saying he wanted to write his daughter’s name in it.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Fengyuan entered the room, taking out a book from his chest.
Chen Shi was so shocked that she sat up. “General, what is this?”
Her husband had stolen the family tree from the ancestral hall.
Jiang Fengyuan didn’t care. “It’s nothing. My father won’t mind.”
Chen Shi slowly lay back down. Yes, her father never cared about the affairs of the main branch.
Jiang Fengyuan took out a pen and found the page belonging to their family.
“Xinnian’s method is the best. Sons are named Jiang Zhaomei, daughters are named Jiang Yuanxi. Looks like it worked well. The sons are too scared to come out.”
Jiang Yuanxi hid in the swaddling cloth, secretly laughing and feeling lucky.
Jiang Zhaomei, such an earthy name!
Thank goodness she wasn’t born a boy.
Jiang Fengyuan wrote her name — Jiang Yuanxi — on their family’s page in the family tree.
At that moment, the page in the family tree seemed to shine with golden light.
Jiang Fengyuan rubbed his eyes, thinking he must have seen it wrong.
He looked at it again, and nothing seemed different.
Maybe he was just tired from being busy recently, so Jiang Fengyuan didn’t pay it much attention.
After writing it, Jiang Fengyuan kissed his daughter happily and rushed out to return the family tree.
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