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

Mother Cui stood in front of the door and whispered to Zhou Zhaoru who hurried over, "Madam, the girl just went to bed not long ago."

Zhou Zhaoru frowned when he heard this.

She unconsciously looked inside, but in front of her was the main hall, so how could she see Ming Jin sleeping in the inner room?

"Why did you fall asleep?"

"I'll go in and see her."

After Zhou Zhaoru finished speaking, she wanted to go straight into the house, but after taking a step forward, she hesitated again and stopped in front of Mother Cui. She murmured quietly: "...Forget it, Yanyan must be tired after running around for so long, I'd better come to see her later."

She actually didn't know what to say when she saw Yanyan in there.

If Yanyan fell asleep, she couldn't say anything. If she woke Yanyan up, she didn't know what to say.

She knew that she had hurt Yanyan's heart today. Instead of going in like this and disturbing Yanyan's rest, not knowing what to say to Yanyan, it would be better to leave first and talk to her after thinking it over.

"You watch here. If Yanyan wakes up, send someone to tell me immediately." Zhou Zhaoru instructed Mother Cui before leaving.

Naturally, Mother Cui had no objection and nodded in agreement.

After seeing her lady leave, she turned back to the room, lifted the brocade curtain and looked inside. The girl was lying on the bed, motionless.

Mother Cui thought she had already fallen asleep, so she did not go in to disturb her. She consciously put down the brocade curtain in her hand and went to wait in the outer room.

She didn't notice.

As soon as she lowered the brocade curtain, Ming Jin, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.

Ming Jin's eyes were clear, without any sign of waking up. It was obvious that she had not slept from beginning to end.

She guessed that Zhou Zhaoru would come.

Doing this is just a way of being too lazy to continue being hypocritical with Zhou Zhaoru.

It was okay for her to pretend when others were around, but in private, she was really too lazy to pretend to be nice to them.

There's no one around at this time.

She couldn't sleep again, so she just looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar room.

Ming Jin put his hands behind his head and began to let his mind wander as he looked around. After all, this was the house he had lived in for a year, so it was impossible for him to not be familiar with it.

But if you really want to say it's familiar, it's just like that.

Perhaps it was because she had never truly felt warmth and love from the Ming family in the past, and she actually never had a sense of belonging in this place.

It was like this before I got married.

After getting married, it goes without saying.

At that time, Zhou Zhaoru felt that she had snatched Mingyao's good marriage and was resentful of her. After she married Gu Changxuan, she even forbade anyone to come and clean her house.

After she knew this, she never came back to live there again.

Every New Year, when she had to go back home, she and Gu Changxuan would visit. After dinner, she never thought of going back to her own room.

At most, I'll go to my grandmother's old house and revisit the old place...

Speaking of which, Gu Changxuan's relationship with the Ming family is better than hers.

Every time she felt uneasy around the Ming family, Gu Changxuan would always be gentle and consider the overall situation, talking to Ming Yuandu and Zhou Zhaoru with a smile.

Make them laugh out loud.

At that time, she naively thought that Gu Changxuan was trying to save her face. Now, thinking about it, was Gu Changxuan doing this for her?

He was obviously trying to please his sweetheart's parents for his baby Mingyao.

A mocking smile appeared on his lips, but Mingjin's heart was still like a calm lake, without a single ripple.

In this life, a lot seems to have changed, and Zhou Zhaoru's attitude can explain it all.

And the other servants in the mansion...

With such a big scene today, it doesn’t really matter even if Mingyao snatched Zhou Zhaoru away in the middle of the day.

Zhou Zhaoru came over hurriedly, and those who had good eyesight knew what was going on.

But Mingjin still felt bored and in no mood, and was too lazy to think about how to get along with them in the future.

It's really tiring to fight and compete.

Besides, there is really no need to spend all this time on a group of unworthy people.

It was not until he thought of his grandmother and Hua Sui that Mingjin's heart finally felt a little warmer.

No matter what, returning to the Ming family is not without benefits. According to the timeline of the previous life, grandmother should be back in a few days, and Hua Sui... If she remembered correctly, Hua Sui should still be working in Jinger Hutong.

Hua Sui is not from the capital; she escaped from Shandong.

Her relatives, seeing that she was a girl, wanted to sell her to another family as a concubine in exchange for some money to supplement the family's household expenses.

The man they want Hua Sui to marry is old enough to be her grandfather.

He is a wealthy businessman in their county.

He had some money and was very fond of women, especially young and beautiful girls. He gave twenty taels of silver to the Hua family and planned to buy Hua Sui away.

That rich businessman was best at torturing people, especially young, beautiful girls with no background. It was unknown how many people were carried out of their house every year.

Hua Sui naturally refused and tried to find a way to escape.

Mingjin didn't know how she managed to run all the way from Shandong to the capital.

During the days when they depended on each other, she once asked Hua Sui, but Hua Sui just remained silent. Under her concerned gaze, he smiled and shook his head and said nothing to her.

The phrase she said most often was "It's all over."

However, Mingjin guessed that it must not be easy for a little girl like her to escape to the capital, and the grievances and sufferings she must have endured during this period must have been more, not less than her.

In their previous life, the two met by chance half a year later.

At that time, she was full of grievances, so she ran to a place, thinking that there was no one to vent her anger to. Unexpectedly, she met Hua Sui who was also crying.

Compassion for each other.

Although we were strangers, we felt a sense of belonging as we took shelter from the rain together.

Later, Ming Jin met Hua Sui several more times and learned that Hua Sui was favored by the shopkeeper where she worked, so he brought her into the Ming Mansion.

Although she was unpopular and despised at that time, it was still easy for her to bring a maid into the house.

But in this life, she really can't wait that long, nor does she want to wait.

Hua Sui was a little girl, and a foreigner, with no identification documents on her. Even if she suffered a loss, she had nowhere to complain.

The shopkeeper she met later didn't seem to be a good person either. She had to find Hua Sui as soon as possible, bring her to her side, and take good care of her, only then could she feel at ease.

Thinking about these things, Ming Jin actually felt a little drowsy.

She slept peacefully here.

The atmosphere on Mingyao's side seemed very strange.

Before Zhou Zhaoru left, he asked Mingyao to have a good rest.

But how could Mingyao sleep after something like this happened?

She leaned back on the bed.

He bent his fingers to his lips and kept biting them.

This was a bad habit she had developed when she was a beggar in her childhood. Over the years, she had been careful with her words and actions in the Marquis' Mansion and had rarely committed the same mistake.

But today, because of the anxiety in my heart, I can't bear it anymore.

Soon, the water chestnut-like fingers were bitten by her and left with marks from her teeth.

Densely packed and very obvious.

Qian Shuang and Qian Rong opened their mouths to persuade her, but seeing her expression, they were afraid to do so. They could only stand aside and wait for Ming Yao's instructions.

"When will my brother and A-Jan come back?"

It was not until Ming Yao asked that they hurriedly answered, "Young Master will not be back for another three days. As for the eldest young master, according to his rest schedule, it should be the day after tomorrow. I just don't know if he will be delayed by other things."

Ming Jingheng is now working in the Yulin Guard.

The Yulin Guards are the emperor's personal guards. Although they have ten-day holidays, it is common for their holidays to be cancelled or postponed if there are any emergencies.

When Mingyao heard this, her heart started beating even more nervous.

If her brother and Valan were here, she would still have a chance of winning. But she was afraid that before they came back, her identity would be taken away by someone else.

Although her mother repeatedly assured her that nothing would happen and nothing would change.

But she had never promised her that after that woman came back, she could continue to be Mingyao, the sixth lady of the Marquis' Mansion.

She has been Mingyao for ten years.

How could she accept that one day her identity would be changed again?

Being the sixth lady in the Marquis's Mansion, the difference between her and other ladies is really too great.

Although everyone knows that she is not Mingyao.

But as long as she is in this position and has this name, others will still look at her more.

But if one day, it is no longer Mingyao...

The woman who came back became Mingyao, the sixth lady of the Marquis' Mansion... Such an action was tantamount to telling others that the woman was the pearl of the Marquis' Mansion.

As long as Mingzhu comes back, she will be useless as a useless chess piece and anyone can bully her in the future.

"no!"

Thinking of her mother's hasty departure, Ming Yao couldn't just sit there and wait for death. She hurriedly said to Qian Rong in a deep voice, "Find a way to leave the house without being discovered. Go to the Imperial College and find Tian Xin. Ask him to tell Arang that I fainted today."

My brother was in the palace and couldn't pass on the message, but it was easy to find Valang.

She finished speaking in a hurry, and seeing Qian Rong still in a daze, she couldn't help but frowned and said, "Go quickly!"

Qian Rong also knew the importance of this matter.

What's more, maids like them are entirely dependent on their masters' honor and disgrace. If anything happens to their masters, they will suffer no good.

Qian Rong didn't dare to delay, so she quickly agreed and ran out.

Seeing her leave, Ming Yao seemed to have suddenly released all his strength, and lay back again, sweating profusely.

Seeing her like this, Qian Shuang quickly wrung out a handkerchief and carefully wiped her forehead. While wiping, she comforted her, "Don't worry, girl. It'll be fine."

"You are the lady's favorite. The prince and the seventh young master also like you. They will definitely not sit idly by."

"But there is still father..." Ming Yao leaned on the pillow, looking weak and indeed somewhat sick.

Now I don’t have to torture myself deliberately by pretending to be sick.

Anyone looking at her now would know that she was in trouble.

Mingyao lowered her eyes and thought.

Her father attached great importance to blood inheritance and treated her normally.

It would have been fine if that woman hadn't come back before, but now she's back...

Can her father really let her keep this position? Mingyao really doesn't have the confidence.

Qian Shuang thought about the Marquis's character and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Mingyao seemed to remember something, her eyes widened, and she grabbed Qianshuang's wrist tightly.

"That letter..." she asked in a hoarse voice.

She was very strong, Qian Shuang felt pain, but she managed to hold it in without screaming. When Ming Yao asked about the letter, she hurriedly comforted him, "Don't worry, no one will know about this."

"Mother Sun has retired and returned to her hometown. The mountains are high and the road is long. No one except me and Qianrong knows that you have ever taken the letter."

Mingyao finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

She leaned back again.

But in just a short while, sweat began to seep out of her forehead and body again, sticking to her body and making her feel very uncomfortable.

But Mingyao had no time to change clothes at this moment.

The letter she was talking about was the one Mingjin sent back home.

In fact, she knew about Ming Jin's existence earlier than anyone else in the Ming family.

Mrs. Sun, the concierge, is hers.

She opened the letter that was sent from Yingzhou, but she didn't know who it was from and was afraid there might be some problem. When she saw the content, Mother Sun hurried over to tell her.

Mingyao still remembers how shocked and helpless she felt when she saw the letter that day.

It seemed as if the whole world began to spin, and her ears were like deaf. She could hear nothing except the noisy buzzing sound.

Mother Sun asked her to keep the letter secret.

The road to Yingzhou is long, and that person works as a servant in someone else's family. I'm afraid she won't be able to come back for a while.

As for what to do next, we can wait and see, but at least we can’t let my family know that the real Mingyao is still alive.

If she is still alive, what is the use of her as a substitute?

Mingyao was at a loss at that time and did it subconsciously.

She never expected that the person who had been missing for ten years would suddenly appear...

She thought the matter could be kept secret in this way. She also considered whether she should send someone to Yingzhou to check, or place someone at the gatehouse to avoid being caught off guard again.

But Mingyao didn't expect that when her father returned home one day, he suddenly asked someone to go to the gatehouse to check the letter.

It was such a big fuss, as if some important letter had been lost.

Ming Yao was naturally frightened at the time. In order to avoid the truth being exposed, even though she was unwilling, she had to have the letter put back and pretend that it was accidentally left behind.

Then, my family found out that the person who had been missing for ten years was not dead. Then, my father and mother sent people to Yingzhou...

Her heart has never been at peace since then.

"Ten years..."

Mingyao leaned on the bed, lifeless, with eyes open, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Why didn't she die? Why did she come back?"

Every word whispered echoed in the house.

Qian Shuang was frightened when she heard this. She opened her mouth, wanting to ask the girl to be careful, fearing that there might be ears on the other side of the wall.

But looking at the girl's expression at the moment, he didn't dare to say this carefully. He could only stare outside secretly, in case some ignorant person suddenly came in and heard these words that should not be heard.

Mingyao leaned on the bed, recalling the past ten years.

During the first few years after coming to the Marquis' Mansion, Mingyao was worried every day, fearing that when she opened her eyes the next day, the wealth and glory that belonged to her would be gone again, and she would become the little beggar who was bullied at will.

But as the days passed, she became more and more stable as the young lady of a marquis's mansion.

Whether inside or outside the mansion, they all knew that she was Miss Ming Liu. Wherever she went, she was the center of the crowd and the target of everyone's discussion.

She has been to the palace.

She was praised for her talent and needlework.

She is the role model for many aristocratic families to choose their daughters-in-law.

Who among the noble ladies in the capital doesn't like to play with her? No matter how those people look at her in private, in public, they can only envy her.

Sometimes, even she herself began to think that she was the Sixth Young Lady of the Marquis' Mansion, she was Mingyao... The little beggar in her memory was just a dream of hers.

As she got older, she no longer worried.

Her family had given up on finding that person, so what did she have to worry about? I was afraid that the real Ming Yao had died long ago.

Perhaps no one in this mansion knew better than her what would happen if one fell into the hands of human traffickers.

She even secretly offered a perpetual lamp in the temple, which was for Mingyao.

In her heart, she was actually very grateful to Mingyao.

Without her.

If she didn't have that jade pendant, how could she have her current identity and status?

She even prayed to the Buddha, praying that poor Mingyao would be reborn into a good family in the next life, and not be so pitiful and unable to find a home.

But why!

Why did she come back even though she was so pious!

When Ming Yao thought of this, she couldn't help but reveal a hint of resentment and cruelty on her pretty and fragile face.

She shouldn't have come back.

She shouldn't have come back!