Reborn as a concubine's sister, the eldest lady went crazy

How can this be true! Xu Yixing slapped the dressing table, but his body was not strong enough, so it only made a dull sound and shook up a little dust.

"Miss?"

"Collecting jewelry, does the young lady also accept it?"

Of course not. My jewelry is almost piled up into a mountain. Those that I don’t like so much are just given away as gifts, or melted down to make new ones. This is the first time I know about jewelry recycling. Dad is not a stingy person, and he doesn’t care about these things. It must be Gu’s!

"Miss, please don't be angry. How can we compare with the eldest lady?" Siqin said this in a sarcastic tone, which made Xu Yixing even more displeased.

You can't compare them. If you do, you'll be so angry. The Xu family is not poor, so why would they do such a thing to mistreat a concubine's daughter? It will only bring disgrace to their reputation!

Xu Yixing was extremely heartbroken. She used to only care about her own entertainment and never knew that a young lady in a mansion could be so different. If she had known earlier, she would have told her father earlier and let him scold Gu severely! No, she must tell her father tonight. After all, Xu Yiyan is also his daughter. I don't believe he will ignore it.

"Siqin, I'm so sorry. But I said I would reward you, so how about this, I'll give you half of my monthly salary."

"How can this be possible!" Siqin was a little anxious, "It's the end of the month, your monthly allowance...you should keep it for yourself."

This girl's words are full of meaning. Could it be that the master's monthly allowance is not enough? For others, it's okay, but Xu Yiyan's place is so simple, it shouldn't cost much.

Xu Yixing deliberately provoked Siqin: "Why, you don't think highly of my little money?"

"How dare I? I just thought that you don't have much silver left. If you really want to reward me, why not wait until the beginning of next month when you get new silver?"

"Really? Tell me how much I have left."

"In addition to normal expenses this month, the paper and ink we used to copy "Women's Virtues" are all top-quality, and we spent some money to buy them;

The purse you sent to the young lady is made of the finest silk satin, and the silk thread is also newly bought. It cost a lot of money, and now, apart from the money for the maids and old women to eat snacks, you probably have a little more than one penny left."

"One penny?" Xu Yixing even calculated in his mind how much one penny was. One hundred copper coins? Huh? Not even enough to send away beggars, right?

"Um, has my monthly allowance changed?" Why is it so little...

"No, it's still two taels per month."

Xu Yixing was vomiting blood in his heart. Was he mistaken? Xu Yiyan only had two taels of rice per month? What did he eat, drink, and wear? What did he use to reward his servants?

No wonder Nanny Bai always said that young ladies should be pampered and must not be short of money, otherwise they would not be able to be dignified. Thinking about her monthly allowance of fifty taels, even so, her father would secretly give her several dozen or a hundred taels every month. In addition, the fifty taels Nanny Bai gave her every month was a hundred times higher than Xu Yiyan's!

She finally understood why Xu Yi Yan always looked so cowardly. If she only had two taels of silver left in her pocket, she would probably have to be very careful and humble.

Help! How could this happen! And all the extra money Xu Yiyan spent this month was because of me. This, this, this, God can prove that she never intended to harm Xu Yiyan! No wonder Siqin hated herself so much... I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me?

"Got it. Then don't reward the maids this month. Wait until you have more money."

Siqin objected again: "That won't do. The rewards for those maids must not be cut off. They..."

"That's enough! Your daughter is dying, and you still care about them! This doesn't make sense. Go out. I want to rest for a while."

Xu Yixing was really angry. He couldn't even eat enough, so why did he feed those termites? Besides, he hadn't done anything great, so what reward was that?

Xu Yixing fell heavily on the bed, angry and sulking. Siqin didn't dare to persuade him. She put the account book back to its place and walked out.

In fact, she didn't know who she was angry with: she was killed by her newlywed husband, betrayed by her confidant, and had to borrow someone else's life to survive, but the life she borrowed was that of such a person; Gu's duplicity, Gu Po's shameless bullying, Xu Yiyan's new and old grudges, why did she have to endure all this!

Hatred and sleepiness surged into Xu Yixing's heart at the same time. Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally she fell asleep on this bed that did not belong to her.

"Mother, mother!"

It seemed like someone was crying in the dream. Xu Yixing found it strange. She didn’t remember anything when her mother died, so she had never cried so hard before... It was so strange.

She watched her body crawl forward and fall onto a large black box. People came forward on both sides to stop her. Xu Yixing was very annoyed. She hated others touching her body the most, but now she couldn't struggle away.

"Second Miss, please remember that the Madam is your mother, and Aunt Liu is a concubine. She should be called Aunt."

Xu Yixing didn't see clearly who said this, because at this moment she was struggling desperately towards the coffin, wanting to take a last look at her mother.

"Why is the Second Miss so stubborn? The time has come. If you stop her like this, aren't you sincerely disturbing my aunt's soul? Come, bring up the coffin!"

"No, no, no! Let me take one more look...one more look...please..."

Would I beg someone for help? Impossible, this was Xu Yiyan's dream, not his own. So Xu Yixing relaxed, pulled away, and watched how things developed.

The coffin was still carried out, and the body stopped struggling, but silently shed tears, crying the whole world.

"It's your fault... You didn't hire a doctor for her..."

Such words coming out of "myself" mouth were like a knife cutting my heart. Even though Xu Yixing knew it was a dream, he still couldn't avoid the heartache.

"The Second Miss is really too sad and is talking nonsense. Someone, come and teach her some manners!"

What rules? Xu Yixing was curious, and the next second he felt a sharp pain in his back:

Snapped!

"First, you cannot call a concubine mother."

Snapped!

"Second, do not obstruct the funeral process."

Snapped!

"Third, you must not falsely accuse others without evidence."

Three charges, each accompanied by a whip, which was hit hard on the back.

Xu Yixing didn't even scream. She saw Siqin, who still looked like a child, crawling towards her with tears on her face, hugging her and begging for mercy. Then "she" fainted and fell into Siqin's arms.

"Ah!" Xu Yixing woke up from his dream and finally regained control of his body. He gasped for breath and felt a burning pain on his back, as if the whip in the dream had really hit him.

There was some strange noise outside the door, and she hurriedly asked, "Who is it?"

Siqin pushed the door open and came in: "It's your servant, Miss, are you okay?"