The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

A group of people walked outside and ran face to face with Ming Jin, who was surrounded by a crowd and walking towards them.

Mingjin was wearing a rose gold brocade shirt today, with a long waisted skirt with a light white background. Her hair was all combed up, with golden hairpins inserted on both sides.

She was walking towards us from afar, with a graceful figure.

As I got closer, her thin eyebrows, red lips, and skin as white as snow, her bright and elegant appearance could no longer be concealed, especially the small mole on the bridge of her nose, which made it look so natural and vivid.

As if she had noticed everyone's gaze, the woman who had been walking with her eyes slightly lowered suddenly raised her eyes and looked in their direction.

This raising of the head made everyone hold their breath involuntarily.

I have imagined many scenes of our meeting in my memory, and I have also guessed that this young lady from the Marquis's Mansion who had been missing for ten years must have suffered a lot, and her temperament and personality must be timid and cowardly.

For this——

Mingrong has been making a lot of trouble in private recently.

She is seventeen years old this year, and has reached the age to choose a husband and get married. She was already worried about her marriage, not knowing whether she could find a good husband in the future, and yet she ended up with such a poor man!

If other people knew where she had been before, how would she get married in the future?

Although Aunt Yu advised Ming Jin openly, she blamed Ming Jin in her heart.

As for the rest of the people in the Marquis' Mansion, everyone, from top to bottom, whether masters or servants, had their own ideas and opinions.

Of course, they didn't dare to tell Zhou Zhaoru about these things, for fear of being punished. The Marquis's wife had been in a bad mood recently.

But didn’t Zhou Zhaoru ever think about it?

She thought more about it. On the one hand, she felt guilty, thinking that her daughter had such a bad fate that she ended up in such a place. On the other hand, she had some indescribable feelings...

She stayed in that kind of place for ten years, although Zhou's mother and others said that the girl was in good health and innocent.

But do they know what’s the use of being innocent?

If people outside knew about this, I don’t know how much discussion there would be.

What should she do in the future? Who is willing to marry her? And what about the others in the mansion? There are so many girls and boys in their mansion, many of them are old enough to get married.

If this gets out, who would be willing to marry them? Who would be willing to marry them?

All these things made Zhou Zhaoru feel heavy-hearted and his head ached terribly.

No one expected that she would be so beautiful.

As for the looks and figure, it can be said that they were given by the family, but there is really no reason for the temperament and the pair of calm and peaceful eyes.

If we had not learned about her experiences in the past ten years from the letters sent by Mother Zhou and others, I am afraid that anyone would have thought that she had lived a very good life in the past ten years, and perhaps was picked up by some wealthy family and raised as a precious daughter.

Otherwise, how could a legitimate daughter be raised to have such a noble temperament?

Her every gesture and movement exuded a calm, indifferent, and noble air, which even outshone the girls who grew up in their mansion.

Not to mention these illegitimate girls, even the darling of the eldest house, the one who was raised as a legitimate daughter in Jiangyun Garden, is no match for this one.

It seems to be natural and innate.

There is no need to ask about her background. Just by looking at her, you can tell that this girl's background is not bad.

For a while.

Everyone looked at it in amazement.

Even Ye Xi, who had always been too lazy to meddle in the affairs of the eldest house, opened his eyes slightly wide and looked surprised.

Although Yao Qianyun's emotions were not as outwardly expressed as others, he was obviously a little surprised.

"Madam, the girl is back safely." Mother Cui shouted this first with sobs.

When everyone heard her voice, they came to their senses.

Mingjin said nothing.

Under the gaze of everyone, she was also calmly looking at the family members in her memory.

The person standing in the middle is naturally her biological mother Zhou Zhaoru.

On her left and right sides were her second aunt Ye Xi from the second room, and her third aunt Yao Qianyun from the third room.

She didn't actually have much contact with them.

When she came back, she felt uneasy and just stayed there every day. How could she dare to go anywhere else?

Her grandmother advised her to spend more time with her second aunt.

But even if the sisters-in-law appear to be harmonious on the surface, there are many dirty things going on in private.

My grandmother was dissatisfied with what Zhou had done in the past and already had many complaints against her. She also felt that Mingyao's existence hurt her feelings and she disliked this eldest daughter-in-law even more.

On the other hand, although my second aunt was the wife of a concubine's son, she would go to Laojun Mountain every year to spend the New Year with her. This made the relationship between these two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who had no blood relationship, better than that between the eldest and third wives.

But at the beginning, she did get close to her second aunt.

It was my grandmother who suggested that.

Her grandmother was worried that she had just returned home and was unfamiliar with the place, and was also concerned that she would still remember what happened to Mingyao, so she asked her second aunt to take care of her more.

My second aunt’s father was the chief academic officer of the Imperial College.

The Imperial College was the imperial academy, and the Chief Academician of the Imperial College was the highest-ranking person among them, teaching all the students. Although his rank was not very high, he was very respected.

My second aunt inherited the family education since she was young. She was also very good at writing and had beautiful handwriting.

Mingjin also practiced calligraphy with her for a period of time, but unfortunately... it was only for a period of time.

After Zhou Zhaoru found out that she was learning calligraphy from her second aunt, although she didn't say anything on the surface, in the following days, whenever she came to pay her respects or had dinner with her, she treated her coldly.

At first she didn't know why and thought she had done something wrong again, so she was very panicked.

In the end, it was Cui's mother who told her the truth.

Only then did she realize that Zhou Zhaoru had been scolded by his grandmother during those days.

She suddenly realized it at that time, and when she saw Zhou Zhaoru's attitude, she became very nervous.

She liked her second aunt very much. Her second aunt was gentle and loved to laugh. She was very kind to her. She would often stroke her hair and encourage her.

But she longed for her mother's love more.

The love between mother and daughter, who are connected by blood, is incomparable to anything else.

At least, that's what she thought at the time.

So no matter how hesitant and reluctant she was, she still cut off her relationship with her second aunt. She was afraid that her second aunt would blame her mother and ruin their relationship, so she simply claimed to be sick and stopped practicing calligraphy.

After so many times, how could a smart person like my second aunt not know what she was thinking?

She was so considerate that she didn't say anything, but asked someone to send her a box of study supplies and a few copybooks so that she could practice her calligraphy.

Later my grandmother passed away.

My second uncle was sent to another place, which was considered a promotion.

After that, the whole family stayed outside, too far away to even come back for the Chinese New Year.

In fact, Mingjin hasn't seen his second aunt for a long time.

The last time they met was when she decided to marry Gu Changxuan, and her second aunt brought her a gift to add to her dowry.

She knew she had made up her mind, so she didn't try to persuade her.

She just stroked her head gently, looked at her lovingly, and hoped that she would be well.

That was the first person in the Ming family, other than her grandmother, to bless her.

At that time, she tried hard not to cry and assured her with a smile that she would live a good life, better than anyone else.

Later, when she thought back to those years, she finally regretted it.

She did not regret having ended up with such a tragic ending. She had already understood the grudges and consequences of the incident.

She regrets it.

Because of her own paranoia, she hurt the few people in the world who loved her.

Grandmother, second aunt...

They are the people in this world who care about her.

At this moment, they met again after traveling through time and space. Ming Jin looked at the woman in front of her who was looking at her with a gentle smile. She was far from being as familiar with her as she would be later.

The smile on her face now, although friendly, was also politely distant. However, Ming Jin looked at her with flickering eyes and almost shed tears.

"Girl, the lady is looking at you."

The voice of Mother Cui coming from the side also reawakened Mingjin's sanity.

She finally withdrew her gaze from Ye Xi and returned it to Zhou Zhaoru.

But this kind of stare, not to mention Ye Xi, the person involved, might have noticed it, how could Zhou Zhaoru, who had been watching Ming Jin, not have noticed it?

Thinking back to the way the girl in front of him looked at Ye Xi, Zhou Zhaoru felt a little uncomfortable.

She just thought the girl had made a mistake.

She thought Ye Xi was herself, which was why she felt such emotions.

But the excitement and enthusiasm that surged in her heart when she saw the girl just now were like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, and gradually died down.

This also made Zhou Zhaoru a little unsure about how to face her.

She wanted to hug her, call her "Nannan baby" a few times, and tell her how hard she had worked over the years, but there was always something weird in her heart that prevented her from doing such a thing.

Just looking at each other with eyes wide open.

Zhou Zhaoru was waiting for Mingjin to call her mother first.

But Mingjin didn't shout. Not only did she not shout, she didn't even look at Zhou Zhaoru and lowered her eyes again.

Seeing her like this, others were worried, but they just thought she was a little nervous because she was close to home. Mother Cui felt sorry for the girl beside her, so she took the initiative to step forward and said, "The girl may be too excited."

Mother Zhou also said: "In order to return home as soon as possible and reunite with her family, the girl has been traveling all the way and has not had a good rest. She must be tired now."

Ming Jin groaned inwardly as he heard these words.

To be honest, she rested quite well along the way, except for the time when she was driving the carriage, which made her sit a little tiring. But whether she was eating, drinking, or sleeping on the road, she was actually quite comfortable.

But she knew that Mother Zhou was speaking for her.

Naturally, she wouldn't be stupid enough to expose what Zhou's mother said, so she let them cover up her lie.

When Zhou Zhaoru heard this, his dissatisfaction subsided a lot. Instead, he felt heartache when he saw Ming Jin's thin appearance.

She said nothing, but finally stepped forward and grabbed Mingjin's hand.

This touch brought back many memories, of holding her hand and walking around the park when she was little, watching her, a small child, holding a butterfly catcher, chasing butterflies, running around, her laughter filling the entire yard.

Every time she had something good, I would show it to her first, as if it were a treasure, as if I were presenting it to her.

Even that Lantern Festival, the day she went missing.

She also saw a string of beautiful beads and pulled someone to buy it for her as a birthday present.

Past memories suddenly flooded into Zhou Zhaoru's mind like a raging storm.

Zhou Zhaoru looked at Ming Jin and suddenly burst into tears. She suddenly stretched out her hands and hugged the girl in front of her tightly. As soon as she hugged her, she couldn't help crying: "My child!"