Reborn Daughter: The Young Lady Wants to Make a Trouble

"I'll go check on Minghua," Li Wenmin said suddenly. "Just to make sure everything is OK. She hasn't been to the house for a while."

Li Chenyang raised his eyebrows. He was not confused by Wenmin’s behavior. This was a typical characteristic of his brother.

"Go on." Li Chenyang waved his hand and said.

"Xiaoyue, goodbye." Li Wenmin patted her head and disappeared into the house.

Li Chenyang noticed Xueyue's silence. He turned to her. To his surprise, she had a blank expression and didn't seem bothered by Minghua's behavior. She completely ignored Minghua's subtle disrespect.

"I said she was still alive." Li Xueyue finally said, looking at him.

"I'm sorry," Li Chenyang admitted. "I didn't believe you, because the idea of ​​a dead woman walking again is just—"

"I understand." Li Xueyue interrupted.

She smiled softly. "I know you mean no harm. It's a questionable thought, but I'd appreciate it if you had a little more trust in me."

"I do." Li Chenyang argued. "Well, now that you've seen the canary in the Li family's cage, what do you think of her?"

Li Xueyue tilted her head. "Well, I'm not surprised by her behavior. From the diary I read, I kind of expected it. She seemed cold and heartless, and a little rude."

"Because she's been spoiled since she was born," Li Chenyang sighed. "Her biggest flaw is that she gets everything she wants in life. It's hard to appreciate the little things in life when we have everything in the world."

Li Xueyue nodded. "No one would be shocked by the idea. Minghua is the eldest daughter of the prime minister and the princess. The world is your oyster."

Li Chenyang thought about this and chuckled. "Not exactly. In fact, I pity her."

"What do you mean?" Li Xueyue turned to him and asked. He put an arm around her shoulders and hugged her tightly before leading her into the house.

"My father has always been very protective of her and never let her leave the manor. Minghua grew up in loneliness and had no friends."

Li Xueyue blinked. "To make up for her lack of social life, I think mother and father gave her everything she wanted except freedom."

"Exactly. In return, Minghua never understood how superior she was. So," he pointed to where she had just stood, "she acted without restraint."

"That's strange," Li Xueyue said. "Minghua said she was a servant in the palace. I think that would humble her...whatever the reason was that made her a servant."

Li Chenyang pursed his lips. "You see, she is the second prince's maid, right? I guess the queen made Minghua a maid just to destroy her dreams and ambitions."

Li Chenyang's face turned irritable when he thought about who the Li people served. They rarely bowed to anyone in the first place.

Li Chenyang tilted his head. "Minghua went from being the eldest daughter of a prominent family to a little maid in the palace."

His eyes followed the direction of her dash down the corridor. "This must have been a cruel awakening, and an unbearable thought. This is probably what the Queen was thinking. Her second son is too kind, if she knew."

Li Xueyue nodded slowly. She got this impression from the gentle Second Prince, but there was also something suspicious about him. He knew the secrets of the two most influential people in the country. The power he possessed was really terrifying.

"Doesn't that mean Minghua is protected by the Second Prince?" Li Xueyue asked. "So, her life as a slave isn't as bad as other palace servants? She's been in the palace for two years, and she's still so arrogant. I guess the Second Prince treats her well."

Li Chenyang knew that his prediction was not far from the truth. "When the Second Prince was a child and the Li family still lived in the capital, Minghua often came to visit him. Among his cousins, she was one of the few who believed that the Second Prince's disease was not contagious."

Li Xueyue bit her lower lip. "This kindness will not be forgotten."

Li Chenyang nodded. "That's true. This explains why the Second Prince took her in and treated her so well."

Li Chenyang knew that he should be suspicious when the servants were fussing over tea and snacks.

Li Xueyue fiddled with her sleeves. "I wonder how Wen Jinkai would react if he knew Minghua was still alive... and had attacked her," she muttered.

The results will be unfavorable.

To this day, Li Xueyue still cannot forget the scene where Wen Jinkai grabbed the masked servant's throat. How did Li Minghua feel when he treated her like this?

"Brother Chen..." Her voice became increasingly quiet. "You think Minghua wouldn't...?"

“What is it?” Li Chenyang asked. He stared at her for a while, then walked attentively. He noticed that she was restless and nervous.

Li Xueyue bit her lower lip. This was a bad habit of hers, and she needed to change it, but she couldn't. This had already made her lips a little rough.

"This must be strange timing for her," she said suddenly.

Li Xueyue raised her head and stared at Chen Yang. He stared at where he walked. She realized that he was very much like their father, especially when he put his hands behind his back.

"Minghua may feel that she has been replaced by me." Li Xueyue rushed out.

Li Chenyang paused. Before he could take another step forward, his feet stopped. She was ahead of him now.

Li Xueyue turned back to face him. "I mean, if I suddenly disappeared, and then a few months later, another woman joined the family, I would feel the same way."

Li Chenyang found that her skin had turned pale. She was troubled by this major detail. Her hair began to stick to her forehead and she broke out in a cold sweat due to anxiety.

"I won't deny it." Li Chenyang said. "The Second Prince also proposed the same stupid idea, although I strongly denied it."

Li Xueyue blinked. Was this the conversation she had when she was escorted out of the tea room? It wasn't a far-fetched guess.

"This is so strange," she said. "The second prince said the same thing when Wenmin and I went to the palace to look for Yuzhen that day. He asked a similar question, too, and he didn't know I was standing there."

Li Chenyang's face darkened. If the second prince asked the twins the same question, it could only mean one thing: the second prince was not the only one who had this idea.

What if the Second Prince asked this question on behalf of Li Minghua? Otherwise, why did he ask this question so many times?

Li Chenyang was displeased. Did Minghua really feel this way? She was replaced by Xueyue? If so, wouldn’t it cause resentment and hatred?

"Stay away from Minghua," Li Chenyang demanded. "I want you to avoid her no matter what the cost. The only time you should see her is during meals. Other than that, never be alone with her."

Li Xueyue blinked when she heard his order. He was very serious. There was no humor in his eyes.

Li Chenyang stepped forward and grabbed her elbow. "Until this problem is resolved, I want you to go in the opposite direction every time you see her." He said solemnly. "No matter what the cost, do you hear me?"

"You, you're making Minghua sound like a dangerous person." Li Xueyue joked. She wanted to ease the tense atmosphere, but she was wrong.

"I'm serious," Li Chenyang said. "She may look like a fairy from heaven, but the truth is, she is the most naughty girl I have ever met."

Li Xueyue nodded. "Okay, I'll try to stay away from her."

Li Chenyang used his eyes to search for the truth. He knew he could rely on her. She rarely let him down. "Okay, now let's clean you up too. You've had a hard day."

Li Xueyue raised an eyebrow. “Is this your way of politely telling me that I stink?”

"At least you can read between the lines." He snorted.

"I think the pot has scolded the kettle black," she retorted.

Li Chenyang rolled his eyes and pushed her towards the bedroom. "Go take a shower, little pig."

Li Xueyue stuck out her tongue at him.

"Little pig, just wait—"

Li Xueyue let out a mocking laugh and ran down the corridor before he could catch up with her.

Li Chenyang shook his head at her, but couldn't suppress the smile on his lips. He enjoyed the carefree voice, so light and ethereal, which reminded him of every good memory.