Rebirth is not a dream.

Su Yue sat upright on the chair, with a cold look in her eyes, staring straight at Aunt Cheng standing in front of her. Cheng Yingzhi's heart trembled, thinking to herself: When did Su Yue, this soft persimmon, become so powerful?

Su Yue asked, "What is the purpose of Aunt Cheng coming here at this moment?"

Cheng Yingzhi replied timidly: "I just want to come and pay my respects to the Third Young Master."

Su Yue said sternly: "Are you aware of your own identity? You are so shameless!" The aunt lowered her head and said nothing, tears welling up in her eyes.

Su Yue continued, "I was thinking of your service to the Third Young Master, so I didn't want to argue with you. But now you are becoming more and more unscrupulous, and you even dared to cause trouble at the banquet!"

Aunt Cheng was caught off guard. Su Yue knew that the Third Young Master was in the inner room, but he still spoke to her like this. She could only plead for mercy pitifully: "I know I am wrong. Please forgive me this time, Madam Third Young Master."

Su Yue responded: "I can forgive you this time, but if it happens again, don't blame me for being ruthless! You must remember that you are just a concubine, don't dream of being on an equal footing with me." After that, Su Yue let Concubine Cheng leave.

Aunt Cheng wanted to say something to attract Qin Yi's attention, but Su Yue had already stood up and left. Yun Zhi advised, "Aunt, the Third Young Mistress has left. It's useless for us to stay here. The Third Young Master doesn't want to come out to see you."

Aunt Cheng glared at Yunzhi. How could she not know that Qin Yi didn't want to see her? But if the Third Young Master kept treating her like this, what hope did she have in this mansion? She had gone to great lengths to enter the Marquis's Mansion, but was it just a farce in the end? She had thought that her status was much higher than Su Yue's, and that she would definitely be able to win a place in the Marquis's Mansion, but now, apart from her aunt, who else would look at her in the eye? The Marquis's wife was even more dismissive of her and even hated her. She also knew that she was too impatient at the time and shouldn't have drugged Qin Yi. But more than a year had passed since this incident, and the servants around her had all been beaten to death. Could it be that this matter could never be let go?

Cheng Yingzhi twisted the handkerchief and stood there for a while, but Qin Yi showed no intention of coming out, so she could only take Yunzhi back angrily.

Cheng Yingzhi recalled the scene at the banquet during the day. The scene where the Marquis' wife gave little Yaoyao the name Qin Xiang was vivid in her mind. This made her furious. It was obvious that the Marquis' wife disliked both her and Su Yue, but now she gave Su Yue a chance to win. When Su Yue said she wanted to hold a banquet for Yaoyao, the Marquis' wife immediately agreed, which really made her angry. Although her way of entering the Marquis's mansion was not glorious, she had the support of the Marquis of Weiguo after all. Although the Marquis of Weiguo was not as good as before, it was much better than Su Yue's merchant family!

Why is the Marquis so partial to me and treat me like this? Cheng Yingzhi was furious and threw everything in the room to the ground to vent her anger. Her resentment towards Su Yue became stronger and stronger, as if Su Yue had taken her place and it was like a thorn in her throat.

Su Yue stepped into the inner room. As far as she could see, Qin Yi was lazily leaning on the couch, concentrating on reading a book, while Yaoyao was sleeping soundly on the bed. Su Yue really didn't want to be alone with Qin Yi, but fortunately Yaoyao was there. Even if she was asleep, it was better than facing Qin Yi alone. Facing Qin Yi's charming eyes, Su Yue really couldn't say anything unpleasant. How could a man have such charming eyes? It was really enviable, and even more fascinating and addictive. I couldn't help but want to take a few more glances. What should I do? It is human nature to appreciate beautiful things. Su Yue silently recited "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color" in her heart, and then sat down next to Yaoyao. Su Yue was about to ask Qin Yi when he would leave, but at this moment, Yaoyao woke up.

Yaoyao wanted to smile, but for some reason she suddenly burst into tears, as if she was awakened by the urge to pee, or for some other reason. Seeing Yaoyao crying, Su Yue hurriedly held her in her arms and coaxed her softly. Yanyan heard her daughter crying and wanted to go into the inner room to check, but Qin Yi was inside, and she was timid and didn't dare to go in. Every time she saw Qin Yi, Yanyan would recall the red eyes after he took the Chinese medicine, and then her whole body would tremble uncontrollably.

Qin Yi saw Yaoyao crying, so he asked someone to come and serve her. At this time, the wet nurse and Yanyan came in together. Yanyan pressed against the wall, her steps trembling unsteadily. At first, Su Yue didn't pay attention to it, until she handed Yaoyao to the wet nurse, she noticed Yanyan's trembling appearance. For a moment, Su Yue was also puzzled. Why was Yanyan, who was usually generous and decent in front of her, so abnormal today? When she saw Qin Yi on the couch, she suddenly realized that Yanyan was afraid of Qin Yi. Su Yue was puzzled. As Qin Yi's concubine, why was Yanyan so afraid of him? In that incomplete memory, Su Yue couldn't figure out what the past between Yanyan and Qin Yi was, and just looked at Yanyan in confusion.

Qin Yi saw them coming in to take care of Yaoyao, so he stood up and said to Su Yue, "I'll go to the study first." Su Yue bowed to Qin Yi and responded, "Okay." After Qin Yi left, Su Yue clearly felt that Yanyan was relieved, as if the heavy burden on her body suddenly disappeared. At this time, Yanyan also returned to normal, and walked quickly to the nanny to check Yaoyao's condition, whether she was hungry or urinated.

The little girl must have wet her diaper and felt uncomfortable. After Yanyan and the nanny changed her diaper, she started laughing happily again. After playing with Yanyan for a while, Yaoyao started whining again. She must be hungry. Su Yue asked the nanny to take Yaoyao to feed, and told Yanyan to take her back to rest after Yaoyao was full. They were tired that day.

Su Yue called Sister Bijun in and asked, "Have you sorted out the gift list for today?"

Bijun: "I have sorted out everything except this jade pendant. I wonder who gave it to me?" After that, He Bijun handed Su Yue an exquisite red sandalwood box. Su Yue looked at the box carefully inside and out, but could not find any clues. There was only a lotus jade pendant in the box, which was of high quality, and nothing else. However, Su Yue seemed to have seen the orchid pattern on the box somewhere, but she just couldn't remember it for a while, especially the orchid on it, which gave her an unusually familiar feeling. This pattern seemed to be an important part of Su Yue's broken memory, but she had not yet fully accepted it. And this box had no interlayer, and no useful information could be found. Su Yue thought that if she wanted to find the person who gave her the pendant, the other party would always take the initiative to contact her, and it would be useless to think too much at this time.

Today, Su Yue had her first close contact with the women of the ancient noble families. She was surprised to find that these women were as beautiful as spring flowers on the surface, but they had their own ulterior motives behind their backs. In this deep courtyard, Su Yue knew that being simple and kind would only put her on the chopping block and be slaughtered by others. She wondered to herself, when can she fit into the pace of life in this era? As far as today's banquet was concerned, she still could not get a glimpse of the way to survive in this era.

Su Yue stood quietly in the corridor, gazing at the quiet courtyard. It was bustling during the day, but now it was quiet, as if time had stopped here. Tonight, the new moon was like a hook. Su Yue ordered people to place a charcoal stove next to the stone table and fetch a wine pot. She imitated the ancients, drinking alone under the moon, feeling the distant poetry. In fact, there was no poetry in her heart, but the wine entered her sad intestines and turned into a few strands of sorrow. Although it cannot really dispel sorrow, it is enough to make people forget their troubles for a while. As the saying goes, "How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang."