Reborn Daughter: The Young Lady Wants to Make a Trouble

When the snow moon appears, people whisper.

Dressed in expensive, high-quality clothes, with beautiful hairpins in her hair and a graceful face, she looked like a porcelain doll imported from the West. She was in stark contrast to the child she was protecting. So people began to question her existence: What benefit could she get from helping a useless person like a thief? Their eyes flickered to her beautiful face. If the stupid baker hit her face, it would definitely leave an ugly bruise.

The burly man turned his head to look in the direction of the authoritative voice that dared to tell him to stop. His eyes narrowed in anger at the audacity of the young woman in front of him. She looked as harmless as a rabbit. His eyes lingered on her delicate hairpins and flowing Hanfu. Alarm bells rang in his mind, but he acted as if he was turning a deaf ear to them.

His anger and pride overwhelmed his fear of offending a wealthy family. He curled his lips and yelled in disgust, "Get out of here, you little bastard!"

He shuddered when she looked up, revealing a pair of scary dark brown eyes, sharp and dangerous.

The little rabbit has a pair of predator's eyes.

He hesitated, looking away, at the whispering audience. Their presence gave him the illusion that they were on his side, and he shouted, "Are you deaf, little girl?! I said get out!" When she refused to move an inch, he felt his blood boiling with anger.

Xueyue glanced at the child behind her. She saw that the light and hope in his eyes had long gone, leaving behind an abyss. Her throat tightened at the sight of the child’s eyes being so hauntingly hazy. It was obvious that he had been forced to grow up, and his innocence had been taken away too early.

Xueyue cleared her throat vigorously. "How much is the bread? I'll pay."

Before leaving for the capital, Princess Lee gave Seol-gol a large bag filled with gold coins. She tried to deny the generous gift, but the duchess left no room for argument. And it wasn’t long before Seol-gol’s pockets were weighed down by the small bag.

"You rude boy! How dare you disturb us--"

"I bought all the bread you provided." Xueyue's cold voice interrupted. Her expressionless words interrupted his nonsense. When her cold eyes looked at him, the man couldn't help but take a step back, seeming a little uncertain about her.

Can young women have such emotions?

He carefully analyzed everything she wore, especially the accessories that adorned her. Only then did he finally understand that the jewelry she wore leisurely was enough to buy him, his house, his ancestral home, his shop, and even his family!

Xueyue had never worn anything expensive in her life and didn't know the value of her clothes, so she acted as if nothing had happened. She walked down the street, carefree. She never twisted her long hair or tilted her head, just to make the diamonds hanging from her hairpins swing. She seemed to be wearing simple cotton hanfu, not colorful and elaborately decorated silk hanfu.

Maybe that's why people stopped and stared at her. Her light smile and genuine smile attracted everyone's attention, especially the man who had been watching her since she stepped out of Lee's carriage.

"You rude boy! How dare you interrupt me?! I'm thirty years older than you, show some respect!" He roared at her. His words did not faze her.

People pity the man because he has offended a young lady. It is so obvious that it is painful to watch. If the man is really unlucky, he might have offended the princess. The emperor has so many children. But then again, why would the princess go around alone? Where are her guards and maids?

Xueyue knew that violence cannot be fought with violence. There was no need to yell or lose temper during an argument. Doing so would destroy all credibility. Her tone remained calm and respectful when she said, "Let the child go."

Her eyes shot open as he suddenly lunged at her, reaching for her.

“Stinky boy, I warned you!” He grabbed her hair tightly with both hands and pulled her to the ground. There was no doubt that this was the experience of touching his wife and children after being drunk.

The expensive hairpin fell to the floor, and people gasped. How dare you raise your hand to a noble daughter?!

Xueyue frowned at the force with which the man gripped her hair. She struggled to reach for the knife hidden in the cloth around her waist. She had stolen it from the kitchen maid as a way to protect herself. She had done the same thing in Viscount Bai's mansion, although there was nothing to protect her from the beatings.

But the man was faster than her. He raised his hand suddenly, ready to hit her hard. She narrowed her eyes, ready to meet the rough impact.

But it never came.

“Who dares—” The man trailed off.

Xueyue slowly opened her eyes and saw a boy older than her grabbing the man's wrist. He could block the hand of a man twice his size with one hand.

The boy was dressed in a gorgeous dark green robe with gold and silver embroidery. Every part of him screamed untouchable wealth, from the ruby ​​rods in his hair to the pointed shoes that curled upward.

The man let go of Xueyue and knelt on the ground. His forehead touched the ground and he bowed deeply. Seeing the boy appear, the other onlookers bowed immediately.

"Meet the Fourth Prince!"