The Duke's Daughter is Reborn

When Qi Qiao heard An Xiaoyi's words, her face changed instantly. She quickly got up from the ground and stood at the entrance to block the way: "Master, this is the young lady's boudoir. Those servants are all men. How can they..."

The young master is nominally the young lady's biological brother. Although it is not right for him to enter the young lady's boudoir, it is understandable. If the young lady were to let these servants in, she would be embarrassed.

Moreover, this is in the Mansion of Duke Song. Who knows, there might be people sent from other courtyards in Fangfei Pavilion!

An Xiaoyi himself was being chased by the debt collectors, so he didn't care about An Xiaoqiu's reputation. He shouted to the servant outside the house: "Why don't you do it? Are you waiting for me to carry you in?"

Although Qi Qiao was not short, she was no match for these servants.

In a short time, these people took out all the valuable-looking items in the house and placed them on the table in front of An Xiaoyi.

After a quick glance, An Xiaoyi stared at Qi Qiao and said, "Go and get me all your master's valuables!"

Before leaving home, my mother specifically told me that my father gave that bitch An Xiaoqiu a lot of valuable items when she came to the capital, and I guess all of them were hidden by that bitch.

Humph, what a bastard, he actually hid all these good things.

Having grown up in an environment of flattery, An Xiaoyi believed that all the good things in the An Mansion should belong to him, the future head of the family.

An Xiaoqiu was just a toy created by her biological mother when her father and mother were not paying attention. If she liked him, she could just give him some gifts as a reward.

When An Xiaoyi came to the Duke of Song's mansion, An Xiaoqiu began to recruit people to be his spies. After using some tricks and spending some money, he finally managed to recruit a few people.

Just when An Xiaoyi entered Fangfei Pavilion and lost his temper, a maid who was in charge of cleaning Fangfei Pavilion quietly slipped out from the back door and walked straight towards Liuliyuan.

In the Glazed Courtyard, An Xiaoqiu was sitting in his seat listening to the teacher's lecture, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Bazhen outside the house winking at him.

The pen in his hand paused slightly, and An Xiaoqiu felt something was wrong. Bazhen has always been the most capable and steady maid by his side. Such a reaction must have meant that something big had happened. Could it be that his "good brother" had done something wrong again?

An Xiaoqiu covered her stomach with a look of discomfort, and then she was very embarrassed to interrupt her husband: "Sir, I have severe abdominal pain now, I want to go back and rest for half a day."

This teacher was originally invited by the old lady to teach Yang He. Yang Jing and An Xiaoqiu were just here to listen for a few days. Especially An Xiaoqiu, he was not yet a proper master in the Duke's Mansion.

The teacher had never made many demands on her. He nodded and let her leave.

Bazhen helped An Xiaoqiu out of the classroom and said in a low voice: "There is news from the courtyard that the young master is looking for valuable items in Fangfei Pavilion."

Bazhen's words made An Xiaoqiu panic a little, but she calmed down immediately. Those things were the dowry money her father gave her. Even if she made a fuss about it, that bastard An Xiaoyi would have no right to snatch them away.

But what was wrong with An Xiaoyi that caused a commotion in the mansion? Could it be that his business with Young Master Hong was ruined?

The more An Xiaoqiu thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right. He pulled Bazhen and said, "Bazhen, go and ask around now to see if my brother has left the house today, or if he has come to see my brother. The more detailed the better. Go quickly. I'll wait for you here."

Wait, take this money, it will be used to pay the guards and get information."

As An Xiaoqiu spoke, he took out a purse from his bosom and gave it to Bazhen.

Bazhen had calmed down by now, nodded, and walked quickly towards the mansion gate.

An Xiaoqiu looked around and found a secluded place to stay.

Bazhen acted quickly, and after getting good news from the guards and those outside the mansion, he immediately came back: "Miss, I have found out clearly. Today, a group of people came to look for the young master. The leader said his surname was Huang, and everyone around him called him Huang the head. They all looked a bit ferocious, and it seemed that they were not easy to mess with."

An Xiaoqiu nodded and looked at Bazhen anxiously: "Anything else?"

Bazhen shook her head: "Miss, time is too tight. The guards don't know the origins of this Mo family. We need to find out more."

An Xiaoqiu shook hands. Although the information was limited, he could confirm that his "cheap brother" must have offended some people outside.

Now that An Xiaoyi is in such a hurry to use the money, it is likely that he owes money outside and cannot pay it back, so he is thinking of using the things his father gave him.

An Xiaoqiu said bitterly: "Bastard, just a bastard." He had talked so much that nothing could come easy. That Young Master Hong took the initiative to approach him. He must be more careful here.

But that bastard was obsessed with the trap set by others and wouldn't listen to anything I said.

After dodging, An Xiaoqiu took Bazhen back to Fangfei Pavilion. If she didn't go back, An Xiaoyi would probably tear the house down.

An Xiaoqiu was extremely glad that she had been careful. Since An Xiaoyi came to Beijing, An Xiaoqiu had stored her valuables outside. Although she had to pay more for storage, it was safer. As long as she didn't tell anyone, An Xiaoyi would never be able to take the things she had put away.

When An Xiaoqiu returned to his room and saw the scene in front of him, he felt angry from the bottom of his heart.

Qi Qiao had wounds on her hands and face, presumably from An Xiaoyi and the servant. All the items were turned over, and everything in the dressing box was dumped out.

Bazhen entered the room and quickly helped Qiqiao up: "Are you okay?"

An Xiaoqiu took a deep breath and looked at An Xiaoyi who was sitting on the chair: "Let them all go out."

An Xiaoyi twisted his mouth and said, "Hurry up and find the valuables for me."

An Xiaoqiu leaned aside and let the door open: "If you don't want to be watched by others, knowing the good things you have done, you can let more people hear about it."

An Xiaoyi frowned, then winked at the servant beside him, and the servants in the room retreated with the objects in their hands.

An Xiaoqiu said to Bazhen who was standing by, "Bazhen, take Qiqiao down to get bandaged. If the face and hands are not treated in time, scars will be left, which will be bad."

Bazhen was a little hesitant, looking at the scene in the room: "Miss..."

An Xiaoqiu smiled and said, "It's okay, go down quickly."

When Bazhen left, he closed the door. Today's events would soon spread throughout the Duke's Mansion, and closing the door was just a fig leaf, a tattered one at that.