Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

The capital of the Yun Kingdom, Yunchuan City.

It was the middle of winter, and Yun Guo was standing on the second northern land in China. It had a vast territory. Looking across it, everything was covered in silver.

The apricot and persimmon trees that bear fruit in spring are all covered with ice, crystal clear, with a dark branch wrapped in the middle.

A red honor guard stood against the fluttering snow, one foot deep and one foot shallow, stepping into the dense and thick snow.

The palace maid was riding a tall horse. The mane on the back of the horse's head was tied into five short, round braids. There was an extremely flamboyant phoenix on the bridle. She stopped at a dilapidated thatched hut.

"Master, ahead is the residence of the former princess who King Mo divorced."

King Mo was the ninth son born to the late emperor's favorite concubine, and he was disabled at a young age.

The princess he married happened to be the second lady of the powerful minister Shuntian Hou, Su Wanqing.

What's more coincidental is that the nobleman in the sedan chair at this time is the adopted daughter of the Shuntian Hou Mansion.

Fourteen years ago, Su Wanqing, the six-year-old legitimate daughter of Shuntian Hou, was lost during the Lantern Festival. The wife who lost her beloved daughter picked up a little beggar under a broken bridge on Zhuque Street as her adopted daughter.

After raising her for ten years, seeing that she had no name, my wife personally named her Yaoqin.

Even later, the lady became seriously ill.

A wandering lady wearing a crown and supporting a squirrel found out that her wife was suffering from a heart disease. She could not forget her biological daughter, and her longing for her made her sick. As long as she could find her lost daughter, her illness would subside immediately.

Who would have known that the legitimate daughter whom the Madam could never forget in the legend would now become a concubine whom her husband despises and her family does not tolerate.

With no money or power, he had no choice but to shamelessly live in a shabby hut where the owner was not around.

"The snow this year is heavier than in previous years. Last night I heard that the bamboos planted in the Imperial Garden were broken."

The palace girl is tall and burly. If she were not wearing palace maid clothes, she would just be the military attache or guard.

A hoarse female voice came from the sedan, "I was originally here to see her. I'm worried that the snow will collapse the house, so why not drag her to the open space in front of the yard first."

What's strange is that she didn't open the curtain and take a look outside.

The palace maid waved her riding whip and ordered the two young eunuchs in the team to do things.

Su Wanqing put all the rags on his body, covering his neck if he couldn't put it on, but not his toes.

There are holes everywhere in the thatched hut, like a basket woven with bamboo strips. The cold wind is wrapped in snowflakes and blows into the already cramped house.

Su Wanqing could almost hear the sound of her upper and lower teeth chattering. She was completely out of control and shrank in search of the last bit of warmth.

However, no one has come to rescue her for a long time.

The last time my aunt said the maid came, it was already half a month ago.

Pulling it back and forth, she suddenly felt hot all over her body, so hot that she peeled off her clothes one by one, not afraid of the cold at all.

"You woman, you don't have any shame, yet you take off your clothes in public!"

The two eunuchs were afraid of dirtying the noble lady's eyes, so they twisted off Su Wanqing's hands, pushed her to the ground, and covered her with a dark rag.

Su Wanqing was as warm as taking a hot hot spring bath for the first time. Her whole body felt so comfortable, and the steam was rising from her pores, making her feel like a fairy.

"Su Wanqing, you are well and welcome. We say goodbye to you and I at the Marquis Mansion. This is our first meeting in four years."

Su Yaoqin was sitting in a warm sedan chair, arrogantly refusing to take half a step out, embroidered with auspicious clouds and phoenixes, lifelike, with luxurious gold thread embroidery, glittering gold, and compelling wealth.

Su Wanqing's lost sense came back instantly. She raised her eyes and looked at the sedan chair that only a queen could sit on.

"Su Yaoqin, you bitch! Give me back my Luoluo and Zhizhi! You vicious woman!"

Su Wanqing was married to King Mo for four years. His first daughter was unexpectedly miscarried when she was only eight months old, and her second daughter died at the age of three.

These two children were her last hope.

Su Yaoqin's rustling sound came out through the warm curtain.

"I'm just here to sell you a favor. You think that the biggest grudge between you and me is that I ordered my henchmen to kill those two children. In fact, that's not the case."

Su Yaoqin has become the master of Yun Kingdom by virtue of her own strength and wisdom and courage.

"Is not it?"

Su Wanqing raised her eyes. She couldn't understand why there were so many twists and turns in the Hou's mansion, and she couldn't clearly see the intrigues in Prince Mo's mansion.

"The only reason I have enmity with you in my life is to become the most dazzling adopted daughter in the Hou family, and forcefully squeeze out you, the legitimate daughter, to have no place to stand."

Su Yaoqin stroked the civet cat in her arms, with sadness hidden in her eyes.

"But you are a loser. You spend all your time thinking about marrying the right man. How can you be so capable if you don't make any progress? Without Bai's blessing, you are nothing but a loser."

The little beggar who was so humble as a dust struggled to survive, but the legitimate daughter of a noble family became an Adou who could not support her life and death.

Su Wanqing was stunned: "Aren't you the murderer of my daughter?"

Su Yaoqin sneered and nodded, "Not only that, I also want to tell you two shocking secrets."

The palace maid on horseback quickly dismounted, bent down and took a silver bell from the sedan.

Su Wanqing looked at the bell in her hand and couldn't stop crying.

"On that day, King Mo was furious and executed Xisu. I sent people to the mass grave. Who knew that King Mo wanted to watch the coyotes eat Xisu's body with his own eyes? He hunted all the wolves, but only found this one. Bell."

Su Yaoqin opened the curtain, and her beautiful face was like a camellia in the snow, charming and charming, but her expression was extremely cold.

"what are you going to do?"

Su Wanqing knew that being courteous for nothing was either adultery or theft.

Su Yaoqin was supported by the palace maid and walked towards Su Wanqing in the snow. Her belly was slightly bulging, and she looked like she was four or five months pregnant.

"I want you to apologize to her for me."

The current queen of the Yun Kingdom lacks everything, but an old and faded red string is tied to a fine gold bell on her wrist.

Su Wanqing was stunned. After a long time, the memory of life in the Hou Mansion gradually came back to his mind.

The person Su Yaoqin was talking about was the concubine born of Shuntian Hou's favored concubine. She used to be Su Yaoqin's most loyal lackey and thug. She helped Su Yaoqin bully her every time.

"What else?" Su Wanqing felt the blood coagulating all over his body.

You have to be a clear-headed person until you die, otherwise you will look too stupid when you go to the Yama Hall and hesitate to give a reason.

Su Yaoqin stepped on Su Wanqing's chilblained palm and raised her eyebrows coldly, resentment exuding from her beautiful face.

"The first secret is that you have always hated the wrong person. You thought you were Bai's daughter, but in fact she is infertile at all. Have you ever heard of a borer carrying a child?"

Su Wanqing watched indifferently as his hand was stepped on and bled. The moment he heard the truth again, the pain was overshadowed by the violent shock.

"I look nothing like Mr. Bai. That's why..."

The borer is a kind of insect in ancient books. It likes to regard the larvae of other insects as its own. It regards itself as a mother and raises the larvae it snatches.

Su Yaoqin looked at the embarrassed Su Wanqing, raised her foot and stepped on her head, humiliating her wantonly.

"You resent me for taking away the love of your parents and the care of your grandmother. In fact, these things were never yours from the beginning. They are inferior to you. Your biological mother is just an unknown concubine of Shuntian Hou. She is not as good as a concubine. .”

Su Wanqing shed tears numbly. She was left with only cowardice. In her previous life, in order to exchange medicine money for her adoptive mother, she volunteered to go to the Shuntian Hou Mansion and became the abandoned daughter who married King Mo in place of Su Su Yaoqin.

Although King Mo was disabled, he finally had the medicine money to save his adoptive mother, but Bai Shi would not let her out. When she climbed over the wall, her adoptive mother was already dead.

"At present, interests naturally choose to keep the more valuable side. Bai chose me and gave up on you. Haven't you ever reflected on your own uselessness?"

Su Yaoqin sneered loudly. She resented the legitimate daughter of a noble family who was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. She was well clothed and well-fed, surrounded by slaves, and could enjoy the best treatment without having to pay anything.

Just because it will be reincarnated.

"You took my place, but you despised King Mo's disability, left him to me, and forced me to marry him. What kind of good person do you think you are?"

Su Wanqing spit out a mouthful of blood, completely soiling Su Yaoqin's brocade shoes.

Su Yaoqin smiled instead of angry, looking down ferociously at Su Wanqing, who could no longer stand up.

"I do hate you, but I'm not stupid enough to be slapped on the head. It's not my fault. You must not try to put it on my head."

"Back then, you knew that I loved Prince Mu Ning, and you stole him, and even designed me to marry Prince Mo. You were obviously so vicious, why did you still defend yourself? Do you think I would forgive you?!"

Su Wanqing screamed in despair.

Incompetent was furious.

Su Yaoqin took her time and stepped on her high head, "Both of your children were taken care of by King Mo himself. Men are most taboo about their wives having affairs with other men. You have been so public about your love for King Ning before. You are just looking for death." .”

Su Wanqing shed tears, "He... turns out to think of me like this. I am obviously so good to him..."

Su Wanqing fell in love with Prince Ning, and after marrying into Prince Mo's palace, he felt sorry for Prince Mo, who had disabled legs, and cared deeply about him and took care of him in every possible way.

Believing that he can turn metal and stone into pieces, he attempts to melt King Mo's thousand-year-old ice into water.

King Mo did not take any concubines. After his legs healed, he refused the flattery of all the officials in the court and did not allow any women to enter King Mo's palace.

His attitude towards Su Wanqing also improved and he was no longer as cold as before. She thought that was a good start.

As a result, King Mo accused her of jealousy, and the Hou Mansion did not recognize his cousin's wife and placed her in a thatched hut perfunctorily.

She looked at Su Wanqing with a smile, and there was an indescribable meaning in her eyes, which seemed like reluctance and emptiness after the conspiracy succeeded.

"You treat King Mo sincerely, but in the end, he just treats you as a crutch and wheelchair for the cripple. When his legs heal, you will be the first to be discarded."

Su Yaoqin was the best at reading people's hearts and looked at the dying Su Wanqing mockingly.

"How many good things are there in men in the world? They just like the new and dislike the old, eating from the bowl and looking at what's in the pot.

Your favorite King Ning is just a stallion who can't control his lower body. Not long after he ascended the throne and the government was not yet stable, he started recruiting people on a large scale.

I don’t know why you liked such a stupid thing in the first place. "

Touching her slightly bulging belly with her slender hand, she looked at Su Wanqing with a somewhat bored look.

"You deserve to die, you useless piece of trash."

Su Yaoqin hated Su Wanqing all her life, because as long as she was alive, everyone would remember that it turned out that Shuntian Hou's legitimate daughter was not the famous Su Yaoqin.

The young eunuchs on the left and right pulled the hemp rope in their hands, tightened it little by little, and strangled Su Wanqing to death.

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Shuntianhou Mansion.

The second lady's residence is in Mingyuan.

"This young lady fell into the water not long after she returned home."

"Who said she was unlucky enough to meet the overlord born by Aunt Chen? Did she not want to be good-looking?"

"Madam was very sad when she lost this child. Aunt Chen is so favored, so of course she can't be happy to find her daughter while she is ill. Don't you know this?"

Several young maids were whispering around the bedroom. Su Wanqing, who was in pain all over, opened his eyes and saw the courtyard where he had just returned to Shuntian Hou Mansion.

News came from the Shuntian Hou Mansion that the mistress was seriously ill. In order to pray for the mistress to recover, the Taoist priest said that he needed to find his daughter who had been living abroad to celebrate her recovery.

When Su Wanqing was fifteen years old, she followed her adoptive mother in front of the Shuntian Hou Mansion and happened to see Su Yaoqin coming out of the Hou Mansion with stars holding the moon in her arms.

Dressed in brocade and pearls on her head, she was so beautiful that even Su Wanqing stared at her.

From that day, she knew her life experience. She was the daughter of the mistress of the Hou Mansion. She lived outside the home in her early years and was picked up by her adoptive mother.

Originally, Su Wanqing didn't want to come back, but her adoptive mother was seriously ill and needed a lot of money. She was thinking about Su Yaoqin and the jewelry for the hairpin ceremony.

She was absolutely certain that the Marquis could afford the money, so she knocked on the door and begged the Marquis to save her adoptive mother.

Su Wanqing looked at the new scars on her wrists, and then at the maids in their teens not far away.

After his death, he went back to the time he was fifteen!