"I thought she was wandering outside and had a strong temper. But now I see that she is also a useless person."

Next to Bai, Nanny Song lowered her eyelashes and closed her ears, talking to Bai, who had a hint of sullen expression on her face.

In the past few years, the old lady was in charge of the accounts of the Hou Mansion. Even though Bai was the head wife of the Hou Mansion, she was the one whose mother-in-law set the rules.

Then came the fairy Aunt Chen. Her life in the mansion became increasingly difficult, and she was stepped on by a cheap concubine many times.

Su Wanqing was unconscious inside. The doctor wrapped her in gauze and lay pale on the bed.

Bai looked at Su Wanqing's alluring face with great resentment. She touched it several times, wanting to tear it to pieces.

"After all, he is the vixen's dirty embryo, and his face is so similar.

Back then, the Marquis was almost seduced into taking a concubine by that bitch from Hualou, but luckily he was transferred to fight in the East China Sea by His Majesty. "

Su Wanqing didn't know who his biological mother was, but he vaguely guessed that she was a beautiful courtesan who came from a land of fireworks and was raised by the Marquis outside.

Later, he was discovered by Mr. Bai and lost his child and his life.

Since ancient times, beauties have had poor lives and have no ability to save their own lives. The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is.

She pretended to be asleep and kept listening to the conversation between Bai and Sister Song.

The two of them lowered their voices for some reason and chatted for a long time.

Later in the evening, Xisu served Su Wanqing dinner with a bird's nest porridge and several plates of green and refreshing side dishes.

"Miss, do you recognize all the people in the mansion?"

Xisu's face was distressed and sad.

Su Wanqing bit a piece of red cabbage moss, eating it deliciously, and asked stupidly.

"Didn't you write a pamphlet for me the day before yesterday? It has pictures and annotations. It's very detailed. I can read it all in one go."

Although she has been lying since she was a child, her memory is really good.

Xisu looked up to Su Wanqing with great admiration, almost exaggerating. She patted her chest and felt relieved.

"Then later, the young lady will have to be as pitiful as she did when she greeted the old lady before."

Aunt Chen said that she was the concubine of the Bai family, but her biological mother was a concubine raised by the Duke of Sui.

She returned to the Duke's mansion only after her biological mother passed away. As soon as she arrived, she pretended to be weak and stole her father's favor from his legitimate daughter.

In Su Wanqing's previous life, he had seen too many beautiful women marrying powerful men in order to save themselves.

But in the end, those men all had real wives at home, and Aunt Chen was a very vicious house-fighting player.

She rubbed her brows, thinking about hitting a snake seven inches away. Aunt Chen met gods and gods in her previous life, and she dared to gamble with her own life if she became cruel.

The only weak spot in the heart of such a vicious woman is her daughter.

"Xisu, you are a domestic servant of the Hou Mansion. Do you know why Su Qingrou protects Su Yaoqin everywhere?"

Su Yaoqin took too many things from her. Since she has a heavy job, she will never let the bitch who harmed her in her previous life continue to live freely.

Xisu frowned and rolled his eyes in thought.

"The third lady fell into a cold pool when she was very young and was rescued by the eldest lady. Because of this, the eldest lady has been suffering from cold illnesses all her life. She is especially afraid of the cold and her bones are not in good condition."

Su Wanqing already had an idea in mind. The night fell and bright candles were lit.

Outside the Mingyuan, several heart-breaking cries suddenly broke out.

The woman cried bitterly for a long time.

The Marquis originally preferred Jiangnan girls. When he saw the delicate Aunt Chen, he burst into tears and felt extremely pity for her.

"boom--"

Su Wanqing's door was in trouble because of the Lord Hou's pity.

It came off the door axis with a crunch, and flew to the sides like falling leaves.

Marquis Shuntian ran to Mingyuan in a rage. Regardless of the reason, he accused Su Wanqing, his daughter, who had been away from home for more than ten years.

"You said your adoptive mother is seriously ill and needs money and a doctor. I pity her and have taken care of everything for you. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

The Marquis was tall and burly, and with his strong hands he lifted Su Wanqing up like a kite, glaring angrily and extremely dissatisfied.

Su Wanqing ordered Xiao Zi to clamp her thigh, and she felt heartbroken.

Her eyes were red from crying, and she looked at her still partial father with wet eyes.

"Why didn't dad ask the third sister what she did to me? I know dad was good to my daughter, but my daughter almost lost her life.

If it weren't for Prince Ning, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to see each other today. "

Su Wanqing was crying, and suddenly a purse fell from her body and rolled to the feet of Shuntian Hou.

When Marquis Shuntian saw the purse, he was immediately shocked, almost bulging his eyes out, and asked with red eyes.

"Why do you have a purse embroidered by Ruoniang herself?! This is obviously a gift from her..."

The last word "I" was swallowed by him.

He pressed forward step by step towards Wan Qing.

Suddenly I realized that my daughter, who had been living abroad for many years, was exactly the same as my foreign wife who had been missing for many years!

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