The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

When Ming Jin followed Ming Yuandu to Ming Jingrang's house, before they entered, they heard Zhou Zhaoru's crying and wailing from inside.

"You little bastard, I just didn't agree with you for a moment, but you really wanted to run away from home! Now look, you have made yourself look like this, you really want to scare your mother to death!" Zhou Zhaoru wiped her tears and cried, and turned around to scold Ming Jingrang's followers, "And you, you don't know how to stop the young master from doing anything!"

"What is the purpose of keeping you in the Marquis' Mansion? I think we should just sell you all out, so that you can learn the limits!"

A group of people led by Tian Xin were kneeling on the ground at this time.

After hearing this scolding, no one dared to argue. They just knelt on the ground and kowtowed, repeatedly shouting words like "Madam, please forgive me."

Zhou Zhaoru naturally wouldn't calm down just because of their few words.

Ming Jingrang, who was lying on the bed, felt the noise and said to Zhou Zhaoru impatiently, "Why are you blaming them? It wasn't them who made me fall off the horse."

"If you had promised me earlier, why would I run away from home?"

After all, it's still this incident that is to blame.

When Zhou Zhaoru heard this, the anger in her heart rose again. She turned her head away again, wanting to explain to Jingrang.

But seeing one of his feet hanging on the bed and his face looking pale and sick, I felt so distressed.

"You were born to collect debts from me!"

Zhou Zhaoru was just so angry in the end that he said this to Ming Jingrang.

Ming Jingrang didn't care.

He has been spoiled since he was a child. Both his elder brother and his mother spoil him on a daily basis. Even his father is more lenient to him than others.

His eldest brother had to take on the responsibilities of the family and his obligations as the crown prince since he was young.

What about him?

Maybe it's because of that person's disappearance.

Or maybe it was because he almost got lost when he was a child, so they were very forgiving and tolerant towards him.

Although his father always criticized him, he never restricted him.

At most it's just a verbal reprimand.

As a result, he has developed his current personality. Whatever he wants, he must get it, and he will not do anything that goes against his wishes.

There's still a bit of burning pain on my face.

Ming Jingrang thought again of the slap he had just received.

He suddenly felt a little unhappy again. This was the first time he was slapped in the face.

But he didn't want to care about it.

As long as he could protect his sister, he would accept the slap.

He made himself look like this today just to protect his identity as a sister.

Knowing that his mother was the softest, Ming Jingrang played the good boy again, pulling Zhou Zhaoru's sleeve and trying to please him: "Mom, you love me and my sister the most, just agree to it!"

Zhou Zhaoru had already hesitated when he saw that he was injured. Now, seeing his youngest son acting like a spoiled child, the balance in his heart became even more obvious.

In fact, she was also confused...

After all, it's just an identity. Yanyan just came back, but Yaoyao has been using this identity for ten years... This sudden change, not to mention that others are not used to it, she is actually not that used to it either.

perhaps……

Just as she was about to speak, she heard a greeting from behind her.

"My Lord, young lady."

As soon as Zhou Zhaoru heard the two calls, he knew that Ming Yuandu and Yanyan had arrived.

She immediately adjusted her facial expression, and lowered her voice to say to Ming Jingrang, "Don't talk later."

Ming Jingrang felt a little unhappy when he heard this.

How could he be the kind of person who listens to others?

Just as he was about to speak, his mother glared at him again and said to him, "If you want to protect your identity as a sister, then listen to me!"

When Ming Jingrang saw that this seemed promising, his eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately became happy.

"I knew that mother is the best to me!" He smiled and acted coquettishly to Zhou Zhaoru again, and this time he was very well-behaved.

"little bastard."

Zhou Zhaoru enjoyed Ming Jingrang's closeness. He gently tapped his forehead and said something scolding with a smile on his face.

Mother Cui, who was standing nearby, frowned as she watched the situation. She had not expected the young master to be so determined, nor had she expected the lady to soften her heart after hearing a few words.

Mother Cui became anxious when she thought of the girl who was about to come in.

She didn't know what the girl would think when she heard these words. Mother Cui felt distressed when she thought of the girl who left alone today.

But at a time like this, how could she have a say?

Although she was unhappy, worried and anxious, Mother Cui could only keep her mouth shut.

The same is true for the rest.

Ming Jingrang was grinning so hard that his teeth were visible, but Zhou Zhaoru patted his arm gently and he finally stopped laughing.

He pursed his lips, pretending to be serious, suppressing his joy, and lying down obediently.

But his eyes were clearly shining, and he was obviously very happy.

Zhou Zhaoru simply had no idea what to do with his son. He glared at him in a reproachful manner, patted his hands, and sat down on the bed with a serious expression.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer behind her, she said nothing and just tucked Ming Jingrang's quilt with her hand.

Ming Jingrang was quite obedient at this time.

He immediately agreed and pretended to be sick and lay down on the bed.

"How's Xiao Ran?"

As soon as Ming Yuandu came in, he asked.

Zhou Zhaoru said nothing, pretending not to hear.

Mother Cui knew that her master was still angry and was deliberately making trouble for her. She could only bite the bullet and step forward to speak to the Marquis on her behalf: "The young master has injured his leg. Doctor Chen said that he needs to rest for a while."

Ming Yuandu frowned when he heard this.

His eyes fell on Ming Jingrang's hung leg, and his expression became extremely ugly.

He felt distressed and nervous about his son's misfortune, but he still scolded him subconsciously, blurting out: "You are sixteen years old, and you are still so reckless!"

"When will you be more sensible?"

Ming Jingrang was already familiar with this kind of scolding, but he simply ignored it and did not take it to heart.

Not to mention that these words of his had already gone in one ear and out the other.

No matter how unhappy he is, as long as he can get what his sister wants, he will do it without hesitation, even if he has to kneel in the ancestral hall as punishment!

Zhou Zhaoru couldn't stand it: "Ming Yuandu, have you had enough?"

"Your son is injured, and you only know how to scold him!" Zhou Zhaoru's face looked ugly. She really wanted to quarrel with Ming Yuandu, but she had something important in her mind and had to discuss it with Ming Yuandu. She could only endure it for the time being.

He glanced at Ming Jin behind Ming Yuandu.

The girl still stood there quietly and did not speak a word.

Perhaps noticing her gaze, she suddenly raised her eyes and looked towards her.

As their eyes met, Zhou Zhaoru suddenly felt awkward and nervous as he thought about what he was about to do.

Although she thought it was not a big problem.

But under the gaze of the girl's clear glasses, he still couldn't resist.

It's like I've done something wrong.

Not daring to look directly at him, she quickly turned her face away.

"I have something to say to you. Come out with me first." After Zhou Zhaoru said this to Ming Yuandu, he walked out first.

When she passed Ming Jin, she didn't dare to look at Ming Jin, but just walked out quickly.

Ming Yuandu didn't know what Zhou Zhaoru was going to do.

But when he saw Zhou Zhaoru turn around and leave, he frowned, but finally followed him out.

The host and hostess disappeared for a while, but Ming Jingrang and Ming Jin, the twin brother and sister, were still there.

The servants still didn't dare to speak.

Mother Cui knew in her heart why the lady called the Marquis out, and because of this, she felt even more pity for the girl beside her.

"Girl, please sit down first."

As she spoke, she took the initiative to bring a chair to Mingjin.

She thought she hid it well, but how could Mingjin not notice the heartache and pity in her eyes?

On the way here, she had already guessed what would happen.

Compared to Cui's mother's sadness, Mingjin was very calm. He had experienced it once and knew the result already, so why should he feel sad about it again?

She didn't have any extra emotions about what was about to happen. She smiled, thanked the person, and then sat down leisurely in the chair.

She actually had some anticipation in her heart, looking forward to how Zhou Zhao would talk to her about this after he had discussed it with Ming Yuandu.

The large armchair is very comfortable.

Ming Jin sat there, drinking the tea that the servant had just brought him, looking very leisurely and calm.

But in my mind I was secretly wondering what would happen next.

Ming Yuandu would definitely not say this. Given his personality and character, he would not do such a thing.

But he wouldn't refuse.

For him, the harmony of a family, the backyard and inner house, and the obedience of sons and daughters are more important than anything else.

What's more, now is the time for the Ministry of Personnel to conduct assessment.

Ming Yuandu certainly didn't want others to think that he couldn't even handle his own family affairs.

The last person to speak was definitely Zhou Zhaoru.

But what would she say? Mingjin was very curious.

In her previous life, Zhou Zhaoru did not say this herself, but asked someone else to bring the words to her, and it was even she who took the initiative to bring up the matter in the end.

After all, only if she personally speaks up can everyone be happy.

They were still able to maintain their good reputation, and she was able to fit in quickly.

The so-called harmonious family life was actually just using her sacrifice to maintain a balance for a period of time.

Thinking about it this way, she really deserved the fate she ended up in in her previous life.

I only know how to please them to consolidate my position in the family and gain the scarce family affection.

A poor pleaser.

If you're at a disadvantage from the very beginning, how can you possibly win in the end?

The corners of Ming Jin's lips slightly raised, and a hint of self-mockery flashed in his slightly drooping eyes.

The house was quiet.

No one knew where Ming Yuandu and Zhou Zhaoru had gone, and no one could hear their voices.

The room was full of servants, some standing and some kneeling. As for the two masters, one was lying down and the other was sitting, and neither of them paid any attention to each other.

Ming Jingrang originally didn't want to pay attention to the woman in front of him, nor did he want to look at her, but perhaps it was too quiet and too boring.

His legs were suspended and he couldn't do anything else.

In the end, his eyes involuntarily glanced in the direction of Mingjin, wanting to see what this woman looked like.

Ming Jingrang was not completely without curiosity in his heart.

Everyone in the mansion said that they looked very similar when they were children, and they looked like siblings at first glance.

Ming Jingrang actually doesn’t remember very clearly about his childhood. Children are playful and their memories are not very good.

But now he looked at her secretly and felt that he was nothing like this woman.

Where does it look like?

He couldn't tell anyway.

But it was dark just now and I couldn't see clearly. Now looking at her, this woman is really pretty.