Reborn Daughter: The Young Lady Wants to Make a Trouble

Mrs. Gebenning was really annoyed that he was being addressed so formally as a marquis. She still remembered the days when he followed behind her when they were little and joked that he was a good uncle.

At that time, he was just a lowly count who made his fortune through business, but now he has gained the favor of the dying emperor.

"Oh dear, what bad luck? Lord Ge, why does your little head look so unpleasant?" Marquis Qin smiled slowly, revealing a set of yellow teeth.

“I wouldn’t bother you with my own affairs,” Mrs. Gebenin stammered. She inwardly cursed herself for being so weak. This wasn’t her forte; acting in front of him was a waste of her talent and time. He would surely enjoy her dignified and shy demeanor.

Mrs. Gebenning thought to herself, how old must he be to have such delusions?

“Hmm, Mrs. Ge,” he chuckled, taking a step closer to her. His gaze swept from her chest to her face, his tongue lolling out. It was truly dazzling…

"You came to me before for some trivial matter, and I helped you, didn't I? I went to great lengths to get that for you—"

“Of course, Lord Qin, you have been a great help. I am truly grateful from the bottom of my heart.” Mrs. Ge Beining placed her hand on her chest to show her sincerity. However, this small gesture only drew more attention to her chest.

Without a doubt, he was captivated by her gaze. Simply being there, feeling her fragrant, feminine aura, was enough to drive him mad. She was so close, yet so far beyond his reach.

“However, Lord Qin, I cannot rely on you forever. You have always been my guiding uncle… I don’t want to cause you any trouble.” Madam Ge Beining gave another bitter smile.

She took a step back and bowed slightly. "I feel time has flown by, because the Queen might be impatient with my lateness."

"Empress...?" Marquis Qin shifted his gaze away from the Empress's full skin.

The Marquis of Qin was willing to buy an entire kingdom just to spend a single night with Miss Ge Beining, a fruit as sweet as she was. That's why he went to great lengths to fulfill her first request, though the worst part was that she was truly insatiable.

She insisted on obtaining something from a country he couldn't easily trade with. But now, with the treaty in place, he was finally able to get that item for her.

"Yes, she was in a hurry to see me. Lord Qin, I'm afraid I won't have time to entertain you today."

"Please, I was just joking with you. I prefer you to call me Uncle Qin. You were such a cute child when you were little..." His voice trailed off as he suddenly remembered the days when she sat on his lap, smiling at him with her innocent little eyes.

Mrs. Gebenin gritted her teeth. She wished she had never met this glib-tongued man. He had watched her grow up, and now he treated her like a woman. Uncle?

Ha! If she dared to call him that, Di Yu would probably freeze to death. Especially since in his eyes, she was no longer just a "junior."

Nevertheless, she maintained her composure, her smile growing even brighter. The more she hated someone, the brighter her smile became.

“Lord Qin, I would never insult you like that. You are a scion of a noble family, how could I, a lowly woman, call you such an intimate term as ‘uncle’?” she said.

Upon hearing her words, Marquis Qin burst into laughter. He patted his stomach and wiped away his tears. A lowly woman? She was one of the most favored women in this kingdom, a treasure in the Empress's eyes, and even more so.

Any man would be willing to kowtow to God sooner or later, just to marry her.

"You're always so good at telling these kinds of jokes," Qin Hou exclaimed.

Madam Ge Beining chuckled softly, "Although Lord Qin would like to do more, I should be going now."

Marquis Qin nodded calmly. He wasn't in a hurry to keep her with him. He was a loyal subject of the Emperor, free to come and go as he pleased. Why? Because he was one of the two suppliers of the Emperor's precious medicines.

“Of course, of course,” he readily replied.

Mrs. Ge Beining bowed again, "Lord Qin, please welcome our distinguished guest."

“Oh, Miss Ge, it’s always a wonderful day for me to see you.”

Li Xueyue trembled all over. A strange feeling filled the air… she couldn't quite put her finger on it. But her senses for fighting or fleeing were activated. Her heart raced, her fingers trembled, and even her stomach churned.

"Your Highness, is it too cold in here?" Xiao Hua asked in a low voice. She was currently the only maid allowed into the bedroom.

Xiaohua herself didn't know why, but she was very grateful to have this opportunity, but she was also afraid of making mistakes.

"Yes."

Xiaohua lifted her head from her hair-dressing position, looked around, and felt that no amount of clothes would be enough; it would be better to solve the problem first.

"Please forgive me..." she whispered, then quietly slipped away to close the window. Xiaohua, driven by sheer stubbornness, also locked the window, but later opened it again. Was she being too obsessive? No, no.

Xiaohua locked the window again. She stepped back for a second, then hesitated. A short while later, she went to the window again to make sure it was locked.

"Is there a problem?" Li Xueyue asked after hearing the latch click and clatter several times. She raised her chin and saw Xiaohua smiling shyly, her little shoulders drooping limply to the ground.

“I’m so sorry, Your Highness… The window was locked, but I thought it wasn’t, so I went to check if it was still working properly.”

Li Xueyue found this amusing, smiled slightly, and nodded. "Did it pass your test?" she asked eagerly, seeing Xiaohua's avatar. Xiaohua's eyes widened, and then she nodded quickly, like a child eager to obey.

"Yes, Your Highness." Xiao Hua hurriedly returned to her mistress's side, her hands trembling, and began to braid her hair. She braided it simply because the Crown Princess seemed to like this style.

"Your Highness, your skin is so fair... as pure as snow, and your lips are naturally rosy," Xiao Hua praised.

Li Xueyue chuckled lightly, "Never heard of it."

Xiaohua was almost terrified by this fact. She opened her mouth wide in shock, her eyes wide open, looking completely innocent.

"But...but you're so pretty..." she muttered to herself, "Why doesn't anyone compliment your beauty?"

Li Xueyue gave a bitter smile, because there were always other women who were better than her. First, there was Bai Tianai… and now? Well, she didn't want to think about the "now."

"This hairstyle is quite pretty," Li Xueyue exclaimed.

She touched her carefully braided hair, which hung down her shoulders and chest. Small hair clips made of pearls and opals adorned the braids, making it look like snowflakes had fallen on her.

“Princess, you look like a winter fairy,” Xiao Hua explained eagerly. This was exactly the image she desired. Pure and flawless, like the Crown Princess's smile. Or rather, she had once naively believed so.

“Hmm, that definitely explains the white and blue,” Li Xueyue said thoughtfully, referring to her exquisitely designed Hanfu.

Xiao Hua nodded happily. She rarely received praise from others, let alone someone of such a high status as the Crown Princess. She felt a surge of joy in her heart.

“Maybe tomorrow,” she whispered shyly. “The Fairy of Spring?”

Li Xueyue raised an eyebrow. How many times had she worn light-colored clothes already? Nevertheless, she nodded.

Li Xueyue noticed that Xiao Hua seemed to have a better understanding of her personal taste. Who knows? Maybe Xiao Hua will give her a surprise.

“Now,” Li Xueyue said, standing up.

Xiao Hua immediately took a step back, but her gaze remained fixed on the Crown Princess. She didn't want to treat the Crown Princess as a sickly patient, but the other maids thought exactly that.

Li Xueyue looked at the tightly closed gate and said, "Your Majesty's maids, we will forgive you. Please go and pay your respects to Her Majesty the Empress."