I'm reborn, only a fool would spoil you

Marquis Jingyang’s Mansion, upper room.

Under the moonlight, Fu Yuzheng hurried here with a nervous heart.

She was worried that because of what happened tonight with Liu Qing'er, her parents would be unhappy again.

Fortunately, as soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she saw the maids guarding the gate at the corridor covering their mouths and laughing, with unconcealable joy on their faces. Fu Yuzheng's heart was finally at ease.

She quietly approached the window and saw a warm scene in the room through the half-open window.

Daddy Fu Xiaotian, the majestic general in the court, was now holding a piece of exquisite pear blossom cake in his hand and feeding it to mother's mouth like a young boy in his first love.

Mother Tao Ying playfully held it in her mouth. However, she accidentally choked on the cake and frowned slightly.

Upon seeing this, Fu Xiaotian immediately poured a cup of hot tea nervously and quickly handed it to Tao Ying: "Yingying, eat slowly, don't choke, no one will snatch it from you."

Fu Xiaotian's tone was full of ridicule.

Tao Ying drank a sip of tea, then glared at Fu Xiaotian and said coquettishly, "It's all your fault. You insisted on feeding me this pear blossom cake and made me choke."

Fu Xiaotian couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He stretched out his hand, gently scratched Tao Ying's nose, and begged for mercy: "Blame me, blame me, I will pay attention next time."

This scene made Fu Yuzheng feel warm in her heart.

Well, as long as the love between parents remains the same.

Fu Yuzheng turned around and left quietly, returning to Taohuayuan where she lived in a good mood.

Later, Fu Xiaotian went to the study to handle official business. Tao Ying learned from Chuntao that the younger daughter had already driven Liu Qing'er away in advance, even the details of slapping her and cutting her red skirt were not missed.

Tao Ying nodded approvingly: "This little girl's ability to manage the household affairs is really becoming more and more sophisticated. I will feel relieved when she marries into her husband's family in the future."

As for the red skirt...Tao Ying carefully asked Chuntao about the style.

Chuntao was advised by Fu Yuzheng that in order to keep the relationship between the Marquis and his wife as sweet as ever, she should mention as little as possible about Liu Qing'er and Hongqun.

So Chuntao just said that the moonlight was too dim and she couldn't see clearly, and she got away with it.

Tao Ying didn't worry about it any more.

However, Fu Yuzheng had to delve deeper into the red dress.

Fu Yuzheng knew very well that in order to solve the mystery of her father, she had to start with the red skirt.

So, returning to her small study, Fu Yuzheng took out the scroll and, relying on her memory, carefully depicted the style and pattern of the red skirt.

A red peony at the waist of the red skirt is particularly eye-catching.

It is lifelike, with layers of petals, each taking up half of the picture. Only when the waist is thin enough can the two halves fit together perfectly.

"Liu Qing'er's waist is considered thin, but there is still a gap in the middle, and it can't be pieced together."

Fu Yuzheng murmured to herself, this means that the original owner of the red skirt must have been a woman with an extremely slender waist.

She can't be a prostitute, right?

It shouldn’t be. Thinking back to Liu Qing’er’s gait and expression when she was imitating, it was very dignified and noble.

She should be a girl from a noble family.

Fu Yuzheng had a bad premonition that if she didn't investigate that woman thoroughly, her parents' relationship would still be affected in this life.

She knew very well that when it came to investigating people, it was naturally the Jinyiwei under Gao Ni.

So, the next morning, Fu Yuzheng took the picture of the woman in the red skirt and boarded the carriage to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

Unexpectedly, just after getting off the carriage, he met his enemies at the gate. Gao Yan and Fu Yuyao came out of the carriage.

Fu Yuyao had just finished her confinement and this was the first time she went out as Gao Yan's woman.

She proudly put her arm around Gao Yan's, smiling like a flower.

She was dressed very glamorously, wearing an apricot-colored long skirt and a gorgeous warm orange jacket. On her head was a red-gold bloodstone phoenix hairpin that she once couldn't afford, and top-grade oriental pearl earrings.

If you don’t know, at first glance, you might think Fu Yuyao is the legal wife, and she’s not at all... low-key like a concubine.

"Brother Yan, the mansion only made two sets of spring skirts for me, which are not enough for me to wear. You have to buy me ten or eight pairs today. I don't want cheap ones." Fu Yuyao said coquettishly.

Gao Yan looked at his woman lovingly, his eyes full of tenderness: "Of course." As the crown prince, he couldn't give her the title of legal wife for the time being, but he had enough money.

The two of them walked down the stone steps intimately, and suddenly saw Fu Yuzheng face to face.

Fu Yuyao's face suddenly darkened. She remembered something and immediately said sarcastically:

"My brother Yan is really generous, worthy of being the eldest son of a meritorious family. Unlike some people, who are so rich but so cruel that they don't even want to spend a penny, my elder brother can't even hire a decent matchmaker, and my mother's family, the Marquis of Jingyang Mansion, has become a laughing stock in the whole capital."

Fu Yuzheng: ...

After Fu Yuyao became a concubine, her brain seemed to be getting worse. What did the second wife have to do with their first wife's money?

Besides, the whole capital is laughing at the second branch, what does it have to do with their first branch?

However, Fu Yuzheng did not let such trivial matters affect her mood.

She smiled contemptuously, ignored Fu Yuyao and Gao Yan, walked straight to the gatehouse, and said loudly:

"The concubine in your Zhenguo Mansion is really unruly. She actually yelled at the guests who came to visit. Why don't you go and inform your wife to take the concubine back and teach her a lesson?"

When the doorman saw Fu Yuzheng, his face suddenly changed.

This was Gao Ni's fiancée, so they did not dare to be negligent and immediately went in to report to Lady Lin, the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Fu Yuyao was not afraid of the doorman at all, but she felt insulted after hearing what Fu Yuzheng said. She was so angry that she wanted to turn around and tear Fu Yuzheng's stinky mouth apart.

Gao Yan hurriedly pulled her back and whispered to her, "It's not worth getting angry with a stranger and hurting your body. I'll buy you some more jewelry to calm you down. Do you like it?"

While coaxing her, he pulled Fu Yuyao towards the carriage.

He knew that it was important to end the argument quickly and leave.

However, it was too late.

He had just coaxed Fu Yuyao into the carriage when an old woman in gorgeous clothes came out from the gate with a serious expression on her face...

The old woman first greeted Fu Yuzheng respectfully, then rushed over with a sharp look in her eyes, stopped the carriage, and rudely pulled Fu Yuyao out of the carriage, as roughly as pulling a carrot.

Fu Yuyao struggled and resisted, but the old woman was merciless and slapped her hard in the face.

Fu Yuyao was stunned by the slap. After she came to her senses, she angrily scolded, "How dare you be so presumptuous! I am the prince's woman, how can I allow a servant like you to beat and scold me at will?"

Hearing this, Fu Yuzheng curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer.

She knew this old woman, who was the most capable manager of Lady Lin, the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo, and was known as Granny Hua.

As for Fu Yuyao, she was used to being the "master" before she got married, and she didn't understand that as a "concubine", she was not the real master in the mansion, and her status was far lower than that of the powerful steward in the mansion.

Sure enough, Granny Hua slapped Fu Yuyao hard again and shouted coldly:

"Madam has ordered that you, a lowly third-rank concubine, dare to make a noise in public and offend the distinguished guest. You will be taken to a dark room and confined to reflect on your mistakes immediately!"

Tsk tsk tsk, concubines in the mansion are also divided into high and low grades, divided into three categories: noble concubines, good concubines and lowly concubines.

Fu Yuyao, who was once trapped in Chunxiang Tower, was defiled by many men and regarded as unclean. In the end, she was only given the status of a lowly "concubine".

Fu Yuzheng stood on the high stone steps, looking down from a high position, and watched with interest the various... changes in expressions on Fu Yuyao's face.

The old woman's voice was cold and majestic, which obviously frightened Fu Yuyao. She asked Gao Yan for help in panic.

Upon seeing this, Gao Yan wanted to step forward to mediate, but Granny Hua gave him a look that was full of warning.

Gao Yan knew Granny Hua's personality very well. She was stubborn and inflexible. But for the sake of his beloved woman, Gao Yan still said, "Granny Hua..."

However, Granny Hua interrupted him in a serious and old-fashioned tone: "My Lord, this is the Duke's wife's intention, please don't interfere. Let me handle it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she roughly dragged Fu Yuyao back to the house. The force was so great that the exquisite and beautiful orange jacket on Fu Yuyao was torn into a hole.

Fu Yuyao's originally joyful plan to go out was cruelly aborted in her womb.

When Fu Yuyao passed by Fu Yuzheng, her eyes were full of resentment and anger, as if she wanted to kill Fu Yuzheng with her eyes.

Fu Yuzheng was too lazy to even look at her again. She took her maid Qiaomei with her and walked towards Gao Ni's yard with firm steps.