Reborn to be a mistress, she went crazy killing the legitimate daughter

Song Qizhao not only spent money to rent a number of shops, but also moved his family out of the long house.

She moved into a mansion with a small courtyard, and all the maids and nannies hired by the mansion followed her.

Song Qizhao bought a lot of books and filled up the bookshelf, and he also insisted on going to his master for guidance.

The apprenticeship fee cost a lot, but Shen Yunyan felt it was worth it.

Seeing Song Qizhao taking books out all day long, he felt that there was a good chance of passing the imperial examination this time.

Shen Yunyan was in a better mood, dressed decently, and went out for a stroll on the street not to buy groceries. His previous arrogant look returned.

I was picking and choosing in a rouge shop, and the shopkeeper was serving me with a smile.

"Oh, sister, you are here to take care of the business of the Marquis' Mansion. Thank you very much."

Shen Yiran turned in, acting like a marquis's lady.

The shopkeeper and the waiters in the hall immediately nodded and bowed, serving tea and water, which made Shen Yunyan so angry that his teeth itched!

"I thought so, there's not a single good one. I've spent so much time picking, and my sister doesn't even pay attention to the quality. If the housekeeper keeps it like this, won't everything be lost in the end?"

Shen Yiran pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you for your concern, sister. What a coincidence, since I became the housekeeper, the business of all the stores has been booming. For example, the rouge that sister saw is the best-selling one."

Shen Yunyan was indeed fond of this rouge. After hearing this, she immediately threw it on the counter and said, "Haha, I guess this customer has never seen anything good before, and she is fond of this kind of stuff."

Shen Yiran saw that Shen Yunyan's dress and demeanor were different from before, so he guessed that it was Shen Li who spent money to support her. However, he did not say anything at this moment. He let Shen Yunyan say bad things loudly in the store and then let her go.

The shopkeeper frowned, not wanting to say anything, so he went over to fix the rouge: "It's okay, good wine needs no bush, our things are known to those who have used them, they won't be damaged by a few words."

The shopkeeper immediately flattered, "Madam, that's right. Of course it is so. Many people are rushing to buy our rouge."

Shen Yiran didn't say much. He checked the shop as usual and then went to the fan shop.

After painting a few more fans, he said to the shopkeeper, "Don't we have fans painted by famous people in our shop?"

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and said, "Madam, the first lady originally positioned herself as a commoner. People who buy high-end fans don't come to our shop to buy them."

After hearing this, Shen Yiran thought for a moment and said, "Of course this has its advantages, but the profit is a little lower. If we want to raise the profit, we need to prepare some fans painted by famous people."

"Do you know who paints the most popular and expensive fans today?"

"Bai Xiaosheng's fans are the best-selling ones. Many fan shops have them. The most expensive ones are naturally rare. They are inferior to Mr. Liuye's fans. They are considered to be the collection of the palace. Ordinary people can't get them."

Shen Yiran heard this and smiled, "Okay, you guys go ahead and get busy, I'll go think of a solution."

The shopkeeper and the clerk looked at each other in bewilderment. The clerk could not help but ask, "Shopkeeper, is the madam going to ask Mr. Liu Ye to paint for her? Isn't that going to end in failure?"

Mr. Liu Ye came from a poor family. Although he had painting skills that were highly regarded by the world, he did not want to make a living from it. He read a lot of books by sages and only wanted to achieve fame and fortune.

Shen Yiran had actually dealt with Mr. Liu Ye in his previous life, but it was in the later period.

At that time, Song Qizhao was already an official, and Shen Yiran ran many shops, including a calligraphy and painting shop.

When Shen Yiran arrived at Mr. Liu Ye's residence, it was still the small house he remembered.

Mr. Liu Ye is now in his fifties. He has taken the imperial examinations several times, but he still refuses to give up.

The hut was dilapidated, and in front of the house an old woman with gray hair was picking out edible leaves from a pile of rotten leaves.

This is Mr. Liu Ye’s mother. She is over 70 years old and takes care of Mr. Liu Ye’s only daughter, Liu Suier, at home.

Mr. Liu Ye had a daughter at the age of 30, but his wife died during childbirth. Liu Sui'er should be 20 years old now, but she is still at home helping to take care of the child.

Madam Liu raised her head and looked at Shen Yiran, who was dressed in luxurious clothes: "Madam, please go back. My son is not here."

Many people came to his house every day, but Mr. Liuye just locked himself in the house, focusing on reading books of sages.

Shen Yiran just nodded and smiled, then walked forward. When he walked along the low wall of the cottage to the window, he saw Mr. Liu Ye sitting by the window, reading a book proudly.

"Mr. Liu Ye, the third wife of the Marquis' Mansion, Shen Yiran, is disturbing you."

Shen Yiran said this and walked in.

Mr. Liu Ye was so panicked that he put on his shoes and ran to close the door, but Shen Yiran had already gone in and sat down by himself.

"go back!"

Mr. Liuye was about to go out with his hands behind his back.

"Mr. Liu Ye, don't you think about Liu Sui'er?"

Liu Sui'er, who heard the noise, was walking over to see what was going on. She was very confused when she heard someone else mention her.

Mr. Liu Ye turned around and scolded, "What's your business? Don't think you can meddle in other people's household affairs just because you are the wife of the Marquis's Mansion!"

When Liu Sui'er heard the identity of the person coming, she immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Dad!"

Shen Yiran followed him out of the yard.

Although Liu Sui'er was not good-looking, she had a kind heart and should not have ended up being raped and killed.

So Shen Yiran said: "Some people are not born to be good at studying. Bodhisattva gave them real talent, but they didn't cherish it, dragged down their families, and achieved nothing. In the end, it's useless to regret it and bang your head against the pillar!"

In the previous life, the tyrants forced Mr. Liu Ye to paint a fan, but Mr. Liu Ye refused. So the group bribed thugs to come and kidnap Mr. Liu that night. They first retreated and killed Mrs. Liu, and then they raped the struggling Liu Sui'er on the spot, knocked over the lights and candles, and burned the house to ashes.

Shen Yiran was also in contact with Mr. Liu Ye at the time, so he did more investigation and solved the murder case. However, Mr. Liu Ye, who went out drinking late at night, could not forgive himself, and at the end of his life he regretted it so much that he committed suicide.

Shen Yiran looked at Liu Suier's face as she came over to explain to him politely, and he thought that perhaps her rebirth could change more than just her own destiny.

"Mr. Liu Ye, do you want to end up like this?"

Mr. Liu Ye was furious. He took the book and came over to hit Shen Yiran, shouting, "Who said I'm not good at studying? Can the inferior level of painting be considered a talent?"

Shen Yiran smiled and walked up to Old Madam Liu: "You look down on my painting skills, but they can allow my family to eat meat, wear warm clothes, and not let my wife die in childbirth because she has no money to hire a doctor."

"When a person is born, respecting parents comes first, but you didn't do that; you didn't love your family and your family, but you didn't do that; even the things that others work hard to make money for, you don't regard them as lowly. You don't even understand how to be a commoner, and you still want to be an official?"

Mr. Liu Ye's face turned red after hearing what Shen Yiran said, but he was unable to refute.