Marrying Gold and Jade

When Lin Yu was fifteen years old, his father brought a girl home and said that she was his biological daughter.

There was a bowl of clear water in the hall, and two drops of bright red blood were mixed in the water. Lin Yu looked at the girl in surprise.

No wonder.

No wonder her father brought her back. She is at least 60% similar to Lin Jianchang and is indeed more like his daughter than herself.

"Do you want to take a test?" my father asked kindly.

Lin Yu, still holding on to some hope that refused to die, nodded stubbornly.

But the two drops of blood seemed even more stubborn, stuck together and refusing to blend together.

The Lin family is not an ordinary family. Although they are merchants, they are wealthy enough to rival a country.

What's more, this spring, Lin Jianchang's adopted son Lin Ji passed the imperial examination and became the number one scholar chosen by the emperor.

Just when the whole family was about to rise with the tide, a huge wave suddenly swept him down.

My mother was crying beside me, so my father hugged her and comforted her, and also told her the truth about the baby swap.

Lin Yu thought it was quite cliché that the wet nurse secretly replaced her own daughter, which meant that the wet nurse was her biological mother.

But Lin Yu no longer remembers what the wet nurse looked like.

In her ears, her father, whom she had called for fifteen years, said, "Your biological parents in the countryside have passed away, so they can't support you. If you are willing, you can be a maid in my Lin Mansion, and you can marry a servant in the future. What do you think?"

Lin Yu thought that after all, they had been friends for many years, and his father would find it difficult to let go, just like himself.

But unexpectedly, he was so cruel that it made people feel unfamiliar.

Ruan cried and complained: "But after all, I have raised Yu'er for more than ten years and always treated her as my own daughter. Master, please adopt her as your daughter!"

"Madam, what do you think?"

He turned to look at the girl in the coarse linen clothes and said, "Besides, an adopted son can bring honor to the family, but what use is an adopted daughter?"

At that time, the adopted son who brought honor to the family was standing behind Lin Yu, watching the farce coldly without saying a word.

Lin Jianchang had to point out to him: "Aji is very knowledgeable, give your sister a name."

As soon as Lin Jijin opened his mouth, he sighed, "You come home late and greet me late," and the girl became known as Late Welcome.

Overnight, Lin Yu went from being a well-behaved young lady to a maid who did the laundry and cleaning in the mansion.

Everyone said that she had to atone for her sins and make up for the fifteen years of Wan Ying's life that were stolen from her.

Lin Jianchang said he wanted to marry her off to a servant, and many people heard about it. She was indeed beautiful, and she was the master of her family before, so the servants were eager to make a move and wanted to be the flower picker.

During the day, many eyes were cast at her, as if they wanted to drill a few holes in her body.

Among them was a tall and strong servant who never gave up and didn't care even when he was discovered. He followed her like a shadow.

Lin Yu didn't dare to say anything.

If it comes to fighting, she will definitely not be able to beat him; if anything happens, no one in this family will help her.

"Here are the clothes to be washed today. Wash them and hang them up before dinner."

The maids called her "Miss" in a sarcastic tone and threw all the work that was assigned to them onto her.

It was late autumn when Lin Yu just learned how to wash clothes. Her carefully cared-for skin became chapped and the old blisters had not healed yet and new ones appeared.

She resisted, but to no avail.

Later, he realized that this was all tacitly approved by his father, and he had to "atone for his sins" himself.

The dark blue sky was covered with rain. As the raindrops wet her eyelashes, she quietly wiped away her tears with her wrist.

"Miss Yu."

When she turned around, feeling somewhat embarrassed, she saw the housekeeper, Uncle Qi.

"Master, please come over."

She followed the people to the outside of the flower hall but did not enter. The male voice talking inside was not unfamiliar. It was her former fiancé Tan Jinghe.

"My opinion is that since the one I am seeking to marry is your daughter, the marriage should go on as usual, and we only need to replace Lin Yu with Miss Wan Ying."

"I just feel sorry for Lin Yu, who was originally married to me..."

Lin Yu was standing under the window at that time, her clothes and hair were wet and stuck to her body. After hearing the man's words, she couldn't help feeling a chill all over her body.

He said, "Why not ask Lin Yu to come as a dowry? After the wedding, I will make her my concubine."

Lin Yu didn't expect that he could come up with a method that was even more humiliating than marrying her off as a servant.

Later, he said many other words about proposing to me late, which were similar to what he said when he first proposed to me.

However, Lin Jianchang did not agree, because Wanying was discussing marriage with the fifth prince of the dynasty.

Prince.

She will be a princess, maybe even a future queen.

Not sure if he caught a cold, Lin Yu felt groggy when he went out.

It was raining heavily outside the eaves, but she stepped into the yard regardless.

There is some extra shade above my head.

When he glanced sideways, he saw that it was the servant who always followed him.

The resentment of being humiliated repeatedly surged up in her heart, and she pushed the man hard, shouting, "I don't want to be married to a servant! And I won't be a dowry!"

The young man opposite seemed stunned. After a moment, he picked up the umbrella and did not hand it to her again. He just placed it quietly at her feet.

Lin Yu didn't bother to pick it up and hid in a hurry.

Not far away, Lin Ji, the former sworn brother, was walking towards them with Wan Ying holding an umbrella.

The oil-paper umbrella was small, and Lin Yu could see it clearly from behind the wall. Half of the man's clothes were soaked, but he protected the girl beside him carefully, not letting the raindrops touch her at all.

Her father’s favoritism could be explained by blood ties, and her fiancé’s infidelity could be explained by her misjudgment of the person, but what about Lin Ji?

I was his sister before, but he never gave me a good look, let alone behaved in such an intimate way.

Hasn't he always been aloof?

Wanying is already discussing marriage, so what does this matter?

The clothes for the day were not washed and there was no dinner.

Lin Yu squatted in a corner of the garden until dark, and many faces passed before his eyes.

Father, fiancé, sworn brother…even the fifth prince whom he had never met.

They all love to welcome the evening and flock to it.

But I am redundant and shouldn't be there.

When she stood up, she made up her mind to go to Ruan to plead for her to be released from the house.

Even if she had to be a maid in another mansion, she didn't want to stay...

"How long will I keep pretending?"

The face was unclear under the dim courtyard wall, but Lin Yu vaguely made out the female voice, it was Wan Ying.

"What's the point of pretending to be someone else's daughter? I want to... go home and see my father."

She said something else later, but Lin Yu didn't hear it.

There are only two words left in my mind: pretend.

Lin Wanying admitted personally that she was pretending!

Shocking.

Everyone told her that she should suffer because she was fake; and because she was fake, the Lin family was grateful for taking her in.

Over time, she even used these words to comfort herself.

But in the end, they are the fake ones!

Head hurts.

She stumbled and ran back. She couldn't see anything in the sky and she kicked something in panic, and fell forward suddenly.

A pair of broad but rough hands caught her.

The man was tall and grabbed her wrist and ran with her.

The dim light from the courtyard flashed across the man's face. It was the servant who had always followed her.

Lin Yu later found out that he was a mute.

The swords and knives kept piercing through his broad body, leaving bleeding holes one after another, but he only let out a hoarse and broken roar without saying a word.

The strong smell of blood reminded her that ten years ago, she had picked up a child covered in blood and brought him home. Later, someone told her that the child was mute.

I forgot, but he didn't.

He is different from those people, he just wants to repay a favor.

Unfortunately, she realized it too late, too late.

Those people were armed with knives and swords, and she was powerless to do anything.

When Lin Yu fell in a pool of blood, she thought about how Lin Wanying would become a princess with her identity, while she herself died in a remote corner of her home for unknown reasons. She wanted to start all over again.

At least let her protect herself and the little mute beside her.

Tears rolled down the young girl's eyes, but she couldn't close them.