The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

After lunch, guests began to arrive.

Xue Zhentong, Xue Tingsheng, and Xue Tingsheng and his son had to go to entertain their colleagues in the court, and Fu Ling was also busy setting up a banquet to accompany the ladies.

According to the rules, the young ladies from each family would be accompanied by Xue Zhiyi.

She grew up in an official family in Huajing, and she had arranged such social events countless times. As a lady in Huajing, she was influenced by this from a young age and was familiar with the household affairs. She had arranged everything in advance a few days ago.

From small things like venue layout and snacks and tea to big things like guest list and seating order, Xue Zhiyi has already mastered it.

There are many sweet osmanthus flowers planted in the garden of Xue Mansion. They are in full bloom now, and the fragrance is overflowing. For this banquet, Fu Ling also ordered dozens of pots of chrysanthemums from the flower shop. They are of various colors and are very beautiful.

In the middle of the Xue Mansion's garden is an octagonal pavilion, which is spacious and can easily seat more than 30 people.

Xue Zhiyi chose to hold the banquet here surrounded by flowers.

The Fu sisters were born into a merchant family and seldom had the opportunity to sit at the same table and talk with ladies from official families. They cherished this opportunity very much and sat down in the octagonal pavilion with Xue Zhiyi early in the morning.

Xue Ruoyu originally wanted to go with Fu Ling, but Xue Zhiyi begged her to stay in the octagonal pavilion. She was very happy that Xue Zhiyi took the initiative to get close to her, so she agreed.

The first few people who arrived were familiar with Xue Zhiyi, so they didn't hesitate to play mahjong together before everyone else arrived.

just.

Xue Zhiyi didn't see Fu Rongxin, so he asked, "Where's cousin Rongxin?"

Fu Jiahui answered her: "She said she went to add makeup to her cousin Hanshu."

Xue Hanshu usually had some good friends among the ladies. Before coming to the Octagonal Pavilion, these people would go to Qingluzhai to talk to her and give her some gifts as her dowry.

Hearing this, Fu Jiamin fiddled with the leaf cards without even looking up: "She likes to do this kind of pretentious things the most, as if everyone is very close to her."

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Light Green House.

In the bronze mirror, the little face with smooth lines had unknowingly become sunken in the cheeks. I don't know how much powder she had to use to barely cover the dark circles under her eyes.

The carefully drawn eyebrows and the bright red lips make the makeup look even paler.

She stared blankly at the face in the mirror. Although the corners of her mouth were raised, they were as stiff as a clay puppet, as if she was wearing a mask on her face.

Under the red candlelight, one look at her was like looking at a female Asura ghost, and one could not help but get goose bumps all over.

When Fu Rongxin saw her, she was almost frightened and took a few steps back. After taking a deep breath, she dared to call out, "Han Shu...cousin?"

Hearing the voice, Xue Hanshu turned around, looked at her with those dead eyes, and smiled slightly: "It's my cousin, come and sit down."

In broad daylight, Fu Rongxin felt a chill down his spine as if he had been beheaded.

"Sister Hanshu." She endured the discomfort and sat down on the round stool next to Xue Hanshu. She took out a emerald green glutinous jade ring from her sleeve and said, "This is a little gift from me. I hope you and your wife will live in harmony and have many children and grandchildren."

The moment Xue Hanshu reached out to take it, Fu Rongxin felt that her hand was terribly cold. At the same time, there was a faint smell between the smell of powder and rouge...

Like something... rotten.

"Is your sister sick?" Fu Rongxin couldn't help but ask her.

Xue Hanshu seemed to be frightened by something. Her eyelashes trembled and she shook her head quickly, causing the hairpins on her phoenix crown to rustle a few times. "No..."

After that, he looked at Fu Rongxin anxiously: "Sister Rongxin, do I look sick?"

Even though Fu Rong's heart died once, Xue Hanshu's behavior still made her feel uneasy. She quickly denied it: "No... My sister is the most beautiful bride today."

After hearing Fu Rongxin's answer, Xue Hanshu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Xue Hanshu so exhausted, Fu Rongxin couldn't help but feel suspicious.

She came to visit Xue Hanshu specifically to find out whether it was a coincidence or some unexpected event that made everything different from her previous life.

Now it seems that something serious might have happened in the Xue Mansion.

Testing her, Fu Rongxin asked her, "Sister Hanshu, why didn't Zhiyi come to see you off?"

"Xue Zhiyi..." Xue Hanshu called out hesitantly, and then, she couldn't help but sneered sarcastically: "Sister Rongxin once told me that the third sister is soft-hearted and is the eldest daughter. As long as I make friends with her, she will definitely not ignore me. As long as I can control her, my life will not be too difficult..."

Whether in the past life or this life, Fu Rongxin couldn't stand the fact that Xue Zhiyi, who had taken over her identity, lived such a smooth life.

That idiot was stupid and gullible, so she instructed Xue Hanshu, a scheming little bitch, to make her life more miserable.

As Xue Hanshu spoke, her eyes gradually turned red, and her face finally showed some signs of life: "No one can be trusted... No one can be trusted!"

Xue Hanshu gnashed her teeth but didn't dare to speak too loudly. She tore the handkerchief fiercely with her hands and smiled foolishly: "In the end, I still have to rely on myself! I still have to fight for all this by myself! I don't regret it! I will never regret it!"

Fu Rongxin stared at it in a daze, and quickly grabbed Xue Hanshu's hand: "Hanshu, tell your cousin clearly, what happened?"

But Xue Hanshu seemed to hear nothing, and just kept repeating in a low voice: "I don't regret it... I don't regret it..."

After being reborn, the Xue family inexplicably had a madman. What on earth was going on...

Fu Rongxin almost couldn't help but slap herself: Did she really go back to the past, or was everything just her hysteria? Why is everything different from the previous life! ?

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This side, the octagonal pavilion.

At this time, there were more than twenty ladies in the pavilion. As more people came, the party became lively and they started to play the game of flying flowers.

Fu Rongxin came back at this time. She watched Xue Zhiyi chatting with the ladies in Huajing with ease. Her every frown and smile were like those of a lady from a prominent family.

Sitting around Xue Zhiyi were all noble ladies from Beijing. She was surrounded by them like the moon surrounded by stars, chatting and laughing with everyone.

But this should have belonged to her, Fu Rongxin...

She snorted coldly, suppressed the resentment in her heart, and put on a smiling face: "Zhi Yi."

She smiled with her eyes curved, and wanted to sit down next to Xue Zhiyi.

But Xue Zhiyi didn't give her a chance to speak. Before she could open her mouth, he said, "Rong Xin is finally back. We have played the Feihua Ling game for a while."

After that, he sent Su Yue again: "Quickly take Miss cousin to the table, and make a pot of hot tea!"

Fu Rongxin was embarrassed for a moment, and looking at Xue Zhiyi's eyes, she became more and more secretive: There must be something wrong with this bitch! Why did she change her temper out of nowhere?

Seeing Xue Zhiyi turned around to talk to Xue Ruoyu again, Fu Rongxin had no choice but to follow Su Yue to the table.

Her seat was arranged next to the Fu sisters, far away from Xue Zhiyi.

Seeing this, Fu Jiamin said, "I've already told you, no one likes you. Zhiyi has sisters, who are you?"

Fu Rongxin ignored her and just gave her a cold look, repeating the oath she had sworn a thousand times in her heart: sooner or later, she would grind Fu Jiamin to dust, just like she did in her previous life!

However, she had no time to argue with Fu Jiamin at this moment.

Looking around, Ying'er hasn't come back yet, and I don't know if she has finished her business.