The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Seven days later.

The birthday banquet of Marquis Yongping filled the entire Zhao Mansion with great bustle.

When Xue Zhiyi and Jiang Xu arrived, Zhao Shen was greeting guests at the door.

Men and women sat at separate tables. After entering the gate of Zhao's mansion, Xue Zhiyi separated from Jiang Xu. Before they separated, Jiang Xu reminded her to be careful.

After all, he didn't think that Yongping Hou was a good person.

Xue Zhiyi was also worried that something might go wrong with Jiang Xu. Qiuyun was of a steady nature, so Xue Zhiyi asked her to follow Jiang Xu to the men's seats.

The maid took Xue Zhiyi through the bustling Zhao Mansion. When they passed the corner of a corridor, someone suddenly bumped into them.

Xue Zhiyi took two steps back and looked carefully, only to see that the person coming was a young man with an ordinary face that would be forgotten at first sight.

The man seemed quite surprised by his own impoliteness. He glared at the servant behind him, who quickly begged for mercy: "I was busy talking to you, sir, and I didn't pay attention to my steps. I bumped into you, sir. Please forgive me!"

After all, he was invited here as a guest, and it would be inappropriate for that person to embarrass the servants of the host family, so he did not care about it. He just apologized to Xue Zhiyi and went to receive the male guests.

After only glancing at the direction the man left, Xue Zhiyi asked the maid of the Zhao residence, "Who is that?"

The maid also retracted her gaze and said, "Miss Jiang, that is also a guest of today's birthday banquet, and it is Lord Yang Qing, the judge of the Dali Temple."

Dali Temple judge? Xue Zhiyi nodded, and continued to go to the direction of the female guests with the maid.

After all, they are her brother's subordinates.

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Xue Zhiyi was taken to a small pavilion for receiving guests. The last time he came here was when he and Fu Rongxin came to visit the pregnant Xue Hanshu. When he returned here, time had passed.

All the female guests for the birthday party were here. When Xue Zhiyi arrived, Xue Hanshu was entertaining everyone warmly.

Seeing her at ease, Zhao Lian gnashed with hatred: I don't know what tricks this cripple had used to make the third brother, who had originally disliked her, change his mind. He has been quite fond of her these days. He is really a foxy man!

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Lian saw Xue Zhiyi who was just walking into the room. At this moment, she was wearing a persimmon-colored short jacket with velvet edges and a light yellow folded skirt. Her status had experienced several ups and downs, but not only did it not dim in the slightest because of the setbacks, but she became more dignified in the palace.

Zhao Lian still remembers that it was Xue Zhiyi who killed her dog here. Although there is no evidence, she just feels that Wu Yun’s death is related to Xue Zhiyi!

I thought this bitch was helpless and would have to live in low status for the rest of her life, but she suddenly changed her identity, changed her name and stood up again. I was really hateful and anxious... But then I thought, a brother who was born in a poor family, even if he was the top scholar, so what? He could never be as glorious as the Yongping Marquis Mansion that had been prosperous for a hundred years!

Thinking of this, Zhao Lian straightened her back again.

On this side, seeing Xue Zhiyi coming, Xue Hanshu's polite smile unconsciously became sharp.

"Miss Jiang is here, please take a seat."

Everyone present here is a family member of Huajing officials, so they all know each other to some extent, and many of them also know the relationship between Xue Zhiyi and Xue Hanshu.

It can be said that the fallen Xue family is a place of good feng shui. There are only a few people left in the whole family. One of them is a concubine's daughter with a ruined reputation and a disabled body, but she is thriving in the Yongping Marquis's mansion, which is arrogant and looks down on others; the other one should have fallen into the dust, but now she has found a high branch to live on. It seems that the luck of the whole family is concentrated on these two people.

Xue Zhiyi seemed to be unfamiliar with Xue Hanshu. He only smiled dignifiedly and said, "Madam San Shao is very grateful for her hospitality."

The maid took Xue Zhiyi to sit down. There were tables on the left and right of the small pavilion, and many people were already seated. As soon as Xue Zhiyi sat down, someone took the initiative to talk to her. She just responded politely, just right and not losing courtesy.

Before long, most of the guests had arrived.

As the host, Xue Hanshu was helped to stand up and express her gratitude. She held a wine cup and spoke enthusiastically, and the guests also raised their glasses to greet her.

Looking at the wine cup in his hand, Xue Zhiyi hesitated for a moment. When he was out, he would rather avoid drinking alcohol to avoid losing his sobriety.

Xue Hanshu suddenly asked, "Miss Jiang, what's wrong? But the Yongping Marquis's hospitality was poor, and they are not even willing to give us a small favor of a glass of wine?"

But Xue Zhiyi smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't been feeling well lately. The doctor said I shouldn't drink alcohol. I wonder if I could ask the Third Young Master's wife for a cup of tea on the table, to show my respect."

Hearing this, Xue Hanshu frowned, looked at the white porcelain teapot in front of him, and smiled: "Your health is more important."

She signaled to the maid with her eyes and poured a cup of tea for Xue Zhiyi.

Even though Xue Hanshu's tea was used to exchange for the wine, Xue Zhiyi did not let his guard down. He simply covered his face with his sleeves, lightly touched the tea with the tip of his lips, and pretended to have already taken a sip.

But when she put down the teacup, she was facing Xue Hanshu's face with an ambiguous smile, and she suddenly felt strange in her heart... Xue Hanshu would not let her be poisoned to death in Zhao's house, but he might not necessarily give her something else.

But seeing that Xue Hanshu had already started toasting with other guests, Xue Zhiyi temporarily put aside his thoughts and just clenched his fingers slightly.

Somehow, Xue Zhiyi felt an indescribable irritation and uneasiness in her heart. She even wondered if she was thinking too much that caused her such anxiety.

Until the anxiety condensed into a burning sensation in her chest that was difficult to dissipate, her eyes gradually became gloomy as she looked at the teacup: there must be something wrong with the tea. She and Xue Hanshu grew up together, and Xue Hanshu had gotten to know her better over time, and he had finally succeeded in scheming her this time - perhaps it wasn't the wine that was tampered with, but the tea.

Fortunately, she didn't drink much. Now that things have come to this, she has to leave here first. Huo Wuyou also brought Sui Yunlang here today. If there is really anything, he must have a way to detoxify.

Thinking of this, she calmed herself down and raised her hand to let Su Yue help her stand up. But the moment she stood up, she felt dizzy and her legs and feet became weak.

Someone whispered, "Why is Miss Jiang drunk without any alcohol?"

Xue Zhiyi bit her tongue to keep herself awake. She stood up straight, her demeanor unchanged: "How can I be drunk if I haven't drunk any alcohol? It's just that I'm not feeling well, and it's time to take medicine. I'd like to spoil your mood. Madam Third Young Master, please allow me to leave for now."

Xue Hanshu said gently, "In that case, please do as you please, Miss Jiang. If there is any inconvenience, please feel free to tell the servants of the Yongping Marquis' Mansion."

After leaving the reception hall, Xue Zhiyi kept walking, trying to walk to crowded places, and then relied on her memory to go in the direction where she and Jiang Xu separated.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Su Yue clearly felt that Xue Zhiyi's hands were covered with sweat and were even trembling slightly.

Xue Zhiyi said nothing, just bit his lips, trying his best to suppress the gasp that was about to burst out of his throat.

It was clearly late autumn, but she felt so hot... If she wasn't worried about losing her composure, she really wanted to take off her coat.

She had probably guessed what kind of drug had been used on her... She was used to seeing things used for sexual intercourse between men and women in Chunfeng Tower in her previous life. She didn't expect that she would be tricked in this life by something she had never tasted in her previous life.

But it's okay, she only took a little bit, she can stay awake...

But Su Yue's anxious voice came to my ears: "Miss, where are you going?"

Xue Zhiyi shook her head and opened her eyes again, only to see that she and Su Yue were the only ones there.

"Where is this..." she asked, holding her head.

Su Yue said: "I don't know, the young lady didn't say anything, she just kept walking forward..."

Oh no, she might have really lost her mind.