“Brother, do you think Mother is dead? It’s already been two days, why hasn’t she woken up yet? Waaa… did she abandon us?”
A soft, ethereal voice filled with fear and sobs echoed beside Mu Yuqing’s ears. The child’s voice was as clear and delicate as a warbler singing in the mountains, yet the grief and panic hidden within it were enough to make anyone’s heart ache.
Mu Yuqing struggled to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt unbearably heavy. Through the blurry haze before her, she vaguely saw two tiny faces leaning over her, both streaked with tears.
The little girl speaking was so thin she looked like a fragile twig. She appeared to be only three or four years old. Her large eyes were swollen red from crying, and sparkling tears still clung to her long lashes.
Beside her, the young boy held his sister’s hand tightly as he tried to comfort her.
“Don’t cry, Sister. Mother isn’t dead. Look, her body is still warm, and her chest is still moving a little. Mother is just too tired, so she’s sleeping. Once she rests enough, she’ll definitely wake up and play with us again.”
Although the boy’s own eyes were red with tears, he forced himself to stay calm, trying his best to give his younger sister a little hope and courage.
“Water… I want water…”
A weak, hoarse voice suddenly interrupted the siblings’ conversation.
The moment the boy realized his mother had woken up, joy instantly spread across his face. He hurried to the table, poured a bowl of water, then carefully returned to feed her spoonful by spoonful.
After drinking the water, Mu Yuqing finally felt some relief in her dry throat. Slowly, she opened her eyes. The first thing she noticed was the antique wooden bed beneath her and the simple furnishings surrounding the room.
But before she could process her surroundings, a sharp pain exploded inside her head, as though her skull were being ripped apart. Immediately afterward, a flood of unfamiliar memories surged into her mind like scenes from a long, endless film.
Only then did she learn that the original owner of this body was also named Mu Yuqing.
The original owner had lost her birth mother at a young age and grown up under the care of a stepmother. Although the woman was not openly abusive, she remained completely indifferent toward her, leaving Yuqing to struggle through a difficult childhood.
As the saying goes, once there is a stepmother, there is often a “stepfather” as well. Her scumbag father paid no attention to her whatsoever, tossing all responsibility onto an elderly nanny.
After enduring countless hardships, the original owner finally hoped that once she married, she would gain a peaceful and happy life.
Unfortunately, fate had no intention of showing her mercy.
She was framed by her half sister, her reputation was ruined, and she was ultimately forced to marry a widowed general.
At first, she thought that even if the marriage was not born of love, she could still endure it and live quietly. But on their wedding night, war suddenly erupted along the border. Before the marriage could even be consummated, her husband had no choice but to put on his armor and head to the battlefield.
What awaited her afterward was not news of victory, but the devastating report of his death in battle, accompanied by a cold official document severing all ties between her and the Yang family.
Her in-laws wasted no time throwing the widow and the children out of the house.
Thankfully, her stepmother had not been entirely heartless. During the wedding, she had given Mu Yuqing her late mother’s only remaining property, a small countryside estate. Now, that humble farm had become the family’s only shelter. Without it, they truly would have been left homeless and starving.
Mu Yuqing stared blankly ahead, completely stunned.
She could not help screaming inwardly, What kind of ridiculous melodrama is this?! I was living perfectly fine in the modern world, so why did I suddenly transmigrate here?!
The memory of what happened before her arrival still left her shaken.
Not long ago, she had just walked out of the hospital after nearly thirty six exhausting hours of nonstop work. During that time, she had successfully delivered eight adorable newborn babies. The intense workload had drained both her body and mind, leaving her utterly exhausted.
Yet fate showed no kindness to the hardworking.
As she dragged herself home, barely able to keep her eyes open, a piece of debris suddenly fell from above. With a loud crash, everything went black.
When she regained consciousness, she found herself in this completely unfamiliar world.
Even more unbelievable, she had transmigrated into the body of a woman who shared her exact name.
At that moment, Mu Yuqing felt nothing but confusion and helplessness. She had no idea how to face this absurd turn of events.
Meanwhile, the two siblings stared nervously at their mother’s constantly shifting expressions. Her face changed one moment after another like the unpredictable weather of June.
The children silently wondered, Did Mother become foolish after hitting her head? Why does she look so strange?
After lamenting her own miserable fate, Mu Yuqing turned her thoughts toward the siblings before her.
These two children were truly pitiful.
Ever since they could remember, they had followed their father, Yang Kaiwen, living in the barren borderlands. Back then, they were only two years old. Later, an imperial decree summoned Yang Kaiwen back to the capital to report on military affairs, so the siblings returned with him.
According to Yang Kaiwen, their biological mother had died during childbirth. Since then, he had raised the two children alone with great difficulty.
However, everything changed after the original owner married into the Yang family.
The original owner had a gentle and compassionate nature. Knowing how painful it was for children to grow up without a mother, she treated the siblings with sincere love and care, as though they were her own flesh and blood.
Gradually, the two children grew deeply attached to her and truly began seeing her as their real mother.
Sadly, those peaceful days did not last long.
The reason the original owner had fallen into a coma was because she had gone to the General’s Manor to demand her late husband’s pension money. During a fierce argument, her mother in law violently shoved her, causing her head to slam into the sharp corner of a table.
Who could have imagined that a single push would take her life?
Mu Yuqing reached up and touched the lump at the back of her head. Even now, she could still feel traces of dried blood there. She guessed the siblings must have found a doctor to bandage the wound for her.
She tried to sit up using her arms, but her body was far too weak.
Seeing this, the older brother, Yang Xingchen, hurried over and gently pressed her back down.
“Mother, the doctor said you injured your head badly and shouldn’t get up yet. If you need anything, just tell me.”
Mu Yuqing felt the emptiness in her stomach and weakly replied, “I’m hungry. Is there anything to eat?”
The moment Yang Xingyue heard this, she immediately ran toward the doorway and shouted excitedly,
“Nanny! Mother is hungry!”
A short while later, a kind looking middle aged woman entered the room carrying a bowl of steaming rice porridge.
She was Mu Yuqing’s dowry nanny.
Originally, there had also been a dowry maid accompanying her after marriage, but after the family was thrown out of the General’s Manor, the maid fled in fear of living a life of hardship.