The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

"Miss..." Su Yue followed behind Xue Zhiyi, a little worried: "What does Aunt Rong mean?"

"Don't worry about what she means. No matter how big the problem is, my mother will take care of it," she said.

Suddenly, she changed the subject: "Have you finished beating Fourth Sister?"

"It's all over." Qiuyun responded, "The fourth young lady was already injured, so she was only punished with ten strokes of the cane and then sent back to Qingluzhai to be confined."

Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi said, "Let's go and see our fourth sister."

When Su Yue heard that Xue Zhiyi was going to look for Xue Hanshu again, she became anxious: "Miss, why are you going again?"

Xue Zhiyi smiled faintly: "Because my fourth sister is still waiting for me."

Where is this?

Xue Hanshu, your blessing is yet to come.

……

Qingluzhai is Xue Hanshu's residence.

When Xue Zhiyi arrived, Youlan came to greet her. The redness and swelling on the little girl's face had not yet subsided, and she looked very pitiful.

Xue Zhiyi stuffed a handful of golden melon seeds into her palm: "Prepare yourself some medicine, so as not to leave scars."

Youlan was stunned for a moment, but still took it and said hesitantly, "Thank you, Third Miss, for your consideration."

When I entered the east wing, I saw Xue Hanshu lying on the couch with her hair disheveled and her face a little pale.

By the bed, Aunt Chun was taking care of him. She was a woman with delicate features, wearing a simple and somewhat shabby willow-colored dress. Like Xue Hanshu, there was a hint of bookishness between her features.

It's just that her father Xue Zhentong has always been indifferent to this concubine Chun, and as a result, he doesn't care much about Xue Hanshu either.

Seeing Xue Zhiyi coming, she showed some joy: "Miss Third, are you here to see Shu'er? Then I won't disturb you from talking."

After saying that, he walked out the door.

Hearing the voice, Xue Hanshu opened her eyes listlessly, even her breathing trembling a little: "Third sister..."

Xue Zhiyi sat down on a low stool beside the bed, his eyes full of pity: "I just heard that Shu'er was punished, and I felt very upset. If I don't see it with my own eyes, I will always feel uneasy."

Xue Hanshu's face was pale at this moment, with only the swollen slap mark still a little red. She lay on the bed, gasping for breath, unable to move, but with a smile on her face.

"It's okay... It's just a flesh wound. Let Xue Panrou be sent away to avenge my third sister. I'm willing to be beaten to death!"

Xue Zhiyi admired her quite a bit for still having the energy to talk nonsense at this moment.

"Puh, puh, puh! What are you talking about?" Xue Zhiyi also acted out a play with her: "It was only ten strokes of the cane, wasn't it? How did Shu'er become like this? I saw that the second sister was hit with twenty strokes of the cane, and she was so lively that several people couldn't catch her."

Although Xue Panrou received more beatings than Xue Hanshu, the severity of the punishment cannot be judged solely by the number on the surface; there are other tricks involved.

Aunt Rong and her two sons have been calling the shots in the Xue Mansion for many years. They have many spies in the mansion. As long as they use a little bribery, they will naturally be able to control the severity of the situation.

In this way, if you want to hit someone hard, ten strokes of the board can beat him half to death; but if you want to hit him lightly, fifty strokes of the board can beat him vigorously without hurting any bones.

Xue Hanshu's eyes narrowed, and it was obvious that she had also thought of this.

She tightened her grip on the quilt, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and the smile she had just had faded.

"It's Aunt Rong..." Xue Hanshu gritted her teeth.

Xue Zhiyi pretended not to notice and just looked at her in confusion.

Xue Hanshu suddenly raised her head, her serious and determined eyes full of unwillingness. She grabbed Xue Zhiyi's hand and held it tightly.

"Third sister, you've seen it too. Aunt Rong has connections everywhere. She could easily bribe the servants to beat me up like this. I can't just sit there and wait to die!"

"Shu'er, what are you talking about?" Xue Zhiyi looked surprised.

Xue Hanshu's breath was fluctuating, and she almost gritted her teeth to squeeze out the words. She said to herself: "Xue Panrou will definitely not be locked up for half a year. She will be released when my second brother comes back in a few days! But why!"

Xue Hanshu's eyes were red. "Just because Aunt Rong is favored? Just because Xue Panrou has a brother who is an official in the court? But what does Xue Panrou have? She is just a straw bag, she can't even read a few words, she can't compare to me at all! But what good things, what good marriage, but all of them are tied to her! I am not willing, I don't accept it!"

Xue Zhiyi didn't expect that Xue Hanshu, who had pretended to be gentle and considerate in her previous life, would be unable to hide her boiling jealousy so easily in this life.

It's easy to get jealous, but it's easy to be taken advantage of.

Xue Zhiyi pretended to comfort her: "Shu'er still has me. Let's not compete with her. At worst, you can still have your third sister by your side. She will help you find a good husband."

"It's different." Xue Hanshu choked up, "Third sister, you and I are both still in the boudoir, and only our father and mother can decide on marriage. You've seen it too, if I don't do anything, I'll never be able to surpass Xue Panrou in this life..."

Suddenly, she tightened her grip on Xue Zhiyi's hand: "No... Third sister, you can help me!"

Xue Zhiyi seemed frightened: "Me?"

She nodded quickly: "Yes! Third sister, didn't you say today that Zhao Sanlang and I are more compatible than Xue Panrou? So what do you think of me marrying him compared to Xue Panrou?"

"What?!" Xue Zhiyi was shocked: "Shu'er is very good, with outstanding appearance and extraordinary talent, but what I said... was just an unintentional remark."

"Anyway, Xue Panrou and Zhao Sanlang's marriage will never happen!"

Xue Hanshu seemed extremely excited. Her eyes were red, and her pale face looked a little creepy. "Right? The Zhao family will never marry such a crazy woman with such rude words and deeds! If father still wants to arrange a marriage between the Xue family and the Zhao family, then I can only be the one!"

After saying that, she actually laughed out loud excitedly: "Xue Panrou is no longer able to do so, and the fifth sister is still young and is even less favored by our father... I am the only one left, only me. As long as I can find a way to get Zhao Sanlang to come and propose marriage, my father will definitely agree!"

Seeing her crazy look, Xue Zhiyi's eyes were filled with more worry: "Shu'er, you should have a good rest, heal your wounds, and stop thinking about these things, okay?"

Xue Hanshu, however, stubbornly pulled her hand and shook it: "Third sister... Third sister, please help me, you have to help me! Please help me find out the whereabouts of Zhao Sanlang, so that I can go and see him in person! He must remember me today! You hate Xue Panrou too, right? As long as this thing succeeds, she will be mad to death! I want her to be mad to death!"

Admiring Xue Hanshu's crazy look, Xue Zhiyi didn't show it on his face. He just put his hand on the back of her hand, pushed away the hand with white knuckles, and then stood up.

"Shu'er, I will treat what you said today as just nonsense because you are sick. I won't tell anyone, but please don't say these things again. You are still young, and it is really inappropriate for you to say these things."

After that, he sighed again: "I'm leaving first. I'll come to see Shu'er another day."

Watching Xue Zhiyi's leaving figure, Xue Hanshu was still trying to keep him. She cried, "I won't give up! Third sister! I've had enough of this kind of life! I just want to make Xue Panrou unhappy!"

……

Come out from Qingluzhai.

Su Yue felt depressed. She asked Xue Zhiyi in a low voice, "Miss, what happened to the Fourth Miss? I have never seen her so... so scary."

Xue Zhiyi walked slowly, without pausing for a moment, and only sighed slowly: "She didn't say anything, but she is young after all, impatient, and always loves to instigate, but she can't stand instigation."

Su Yue frowned and glanced at Xue Zhiyi secretly: Aren't Miss and Fourth Miss about the same age? Why does she speak like an adult?

But as long as the young lady sees the fourth young lady's true face, she will be relieved!

Thinking of this, her steps couldn't help but become lighter.

They passed through the hanging flower door at the corner of the corridor and saw Qiuyun coming towards them.

Xue Zhiyi raised his eyebrows: "How?"

"It's done. The man will come to see the lady later." Qiuyun smiled slightly and said in a low voice.

"What are you talking about?" Su Yue was quite confused.

Xue Zhiyi didn't answer, but just smiled: "Let's go back to Jiangxuexuan first."

Xue Hanshu probably could not have imagined that the person who ordered the beating to kill her was not Aunt Rong, but her, Xue Zhiyi.