I'm a humble concubine. My acting skills are off the charts. You can check my performance.

"That's not true."

The matter of the third prince was settled after the commander of the Southern Pacification Office returned to Beijing.

Fortunately, there are many princes. Even if the third prince is gone, there are still other little princes.

But Liu naturally would not tell Yang Xiaofei, who had an empty head, about this.

When Yang Xiaofei heard that the Third Prince's situation was irreversible, her emotions fluctuated greatly. She had been almost half-crazy from being locked up in the palace every day, and now the string in her heart completely broke after hearing what Liu Mianxin said.

"You told me! You told me... that as long as I marry the Third Prince, I will never suffer hardship again, and I will never be inferior to my elder sister again..."

"But I've only been married for a few years? Doesn't my family want me anymore?"

"Am I your biological child? Why are they all daughters? You always miss your eldest sister, and you raise your third sister like a child, but I am the only one you dislike the most?"

Yang Xiaofei was filled with sadness. When the words came to her lips, she looked at Liu Mianxin's calm profile and couldn't say a word.

"Mother, are you here today... to save your daughter, or to see her make a fool of herself?"

There were bloodshot eyes in Yang Xiaofei's eyes.

She was trapped in this palace, like a maggot that never sees the light of day. She was forgotten by everyone and was able to survive until now.

For such a long time, she didn't know anything about the outside world. She only knew that the letters she had sent home one by one had no response.

When people are in desperate situations, they will always be more sensitive.

Even if Yang Xiaofei was unwilling to believe it, she already knew in her heart that she had been abandoned by the Yang family and her own biological parents.

Like an unimportant chess piece, it doesn’t matter if it’s lost...

Having been abandoned by her family for such a long time, Yang Xiaofei used to think about it, but now she no longer dares to hope that anyone in her family is willing to save her.

She didn't understand many things, and her brain was not smart enough, but she grew up in the Yang family and lived with Liu Mianxin for more than ten years, so she knew that her mother was not actually very kind.

This mother is very different from countless other mothers in the world. What she loves most is herself.

Secondly, there is the eldest sister who married far away in the frontier.

It’s not so much that he likes her, but rather that this daughter has the highest value for his use, so he pampers her like a cat or a dog.

Her mother would never be as protective and loving to her children as Zhao Fangyu's mother was in her life.

Yang Xiaofei's hair was disheveled, while Liu Mianxin was sitting on the couch, her clothes still neatly dressed, and her earrings were not even a bit messy.

"You are my daughter, the second daughter of the Yang family. I have raised you all these years. Have you ever helped the family in any way?"

Liu Mianxin's words made Yang Xiaofei feel heartbroken.

The extreme pain seemed to be peeling off her flesh bit by bit, making her feel excruciating pain. The person who inflicted the pain was her mother, who was connected to her by blood. The pain came from the umbilical cord, so she could not escape it in this life.

She seemed to be crazy and collapsed to the ground.

The cold ground was not clean and was covered with dust, which stained her few good clothes.

"You said... that my daughter is of no help to the family?"

Tears fell one by one, and the blood in my heart gushed out like a fountain.

Yang Xiaofei stared at Liu Mianxin's eyes steadily, and all her hopes for the Yang family were completely shattered.

"If he really is of no help... why did you agree to the marriage... why did you ask me to marry him?"

"The path you chose for me was the path you wanted to take, and now you're saying I'm not walking the right path..."

Every word Yang Xiaofei spoke was heartbreaking.

"How could there be a mother like you in this world... You want to weigh every one of your children and suck their blood out of them..."

Why... not let her be born in the Zhao family?

Why... not let the eldest lady of the Zhao family be her mother?

Liu Mianxin slowly stepped over Yang Xiaofei's skirt.

"I came here today simply to tell you that the Third Prince's matter is a foregone conclusion. Your family has raised you, and you've never repaid them for their kindness in giving birth and raising you. Now is the time for you to do your best."

Yang Xiaofei lay on the ground, staring blankly at Liu Mianxin who was looking down at her.

Liu Mianxin squatted down and stroked her cheek gently and softly, just like in his childhood memories. His beautiful eyes were filled with tears, as if he felt sorry for her.

"Your mother will definitely avenge you in the future, but now you must repay your family first."

"..."

Before Liu Mian could say what he was thinking, Yang Xiaofei already had a bad guess in her mind.

But I couldn't help but feel soft-hearted for that gentle touch.

"In my current state, what else can I do for the Yang family?"

Liu Mianxin's hand slowly slid down and landed on Yang Xiaofei's slender neck, rubbing it slowly.

"You know, your third sister's marriage hasn't been decided yet, and the matter of the third prince hasn't been exposed yet. If you are interested... then..."

Liu Mianxin suddenly grabbed Yang Xiaofei's neck. She didn't say anything, but the movement of her hand had already completed the meaning of her unspoken words.

"Go with peace of mind. Your family will not let your death be in vain."

Yang Xiaofei remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly he stood up and pushed Liu Mianxin to the ground

"roll!"

"Get out of here! You're not my mother!"

How could there be a mother in the world who would let her child die willingly?

Yang Xiaofei's heart was throbbing with pain, and even her fingertips were numb.

Liu Mianxin ignored Yang Xiaofei's madness. He watched her throwing things around in the room, then stood up by herself and tidied her appearance.

"Hasn't the trouble you've caused our family over the years been enough? Back then, because you wanted to get involved in the fragrance dew business, we lost money and still haven't earned it back. You've done more harm than good in your life. Do you think I'm going to sacrifice the Yang family and your sister just for you?"

"If you still have any feelings for your family, you should think it through sooner rather than later. Rather than waiting for the truth to be revealed, it's better to sever ties quickly to avoid implicating others!"

Liu Mianxin left after she finished speaking. Her back looked the same as when she came, still that of an elegant lady.

As soon as they left the new yard, Liu Mianxin's expression changed, with frowns and tears in his eyes, as if he felt sorry for his imprisoned daughter.

"Ma'am, is the girl okay?"

Liu Mianxin covered her lips with a handkerchief: "It's all my fault. I can't help her with her worries... It's my fault..."

After saying that, he got on the carriage.

The carriage rumbled away from the Third Prince's residence. When Zhao Fangyu received the letter, he also received the news of Yang Xiaofei's death.