After rebirth, the daughter of the marquisate went crazy

Ye Qingyu raised her head and drank the tea. She placed the cup on the table with a thud and said proudly, "Of course I did."

Wanqiu looked at her with admiration and poured her another cup of tea. "Wow, what happened to the Fourth Prince after being beaten? Was it very miserable?"

Ye Qingyu picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp. "Uh, I left in a hurry and didn't see it."

Wanqiu looked at Mo Shu again. Mo Shu had already finished several cups of tea before he quenched his thirst. "I'll leave after the fight with the young lady."

Wanqiu was shocked. "You guys just left the Fourth Prince in a sack like that?"

Mo Shu curled his lips. "Do you think we should go and save him? It depends on his luck. Someone passing by will save him. Although not many people go out at night, there will be more people tomorrow morning."

Wanqiu looked at her speechlessly. This person was really brave. She brought the young lady to beat the prince and didn't take it seriously at all. I really didn't know whether to say she was heartless or brave.

Wanqiu frowned, "Miss, what if the Fourth Prince finds out that you beat him?"

Ye Qingyu snorted coldly, "If he has no evidence, I will deny it. If he has evidence, I will use what happened today to make a fuss!"

"The Emperor is kind and fair. He wouldn't show partiality even to his own son. Besides, isn't there His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu to testify for me? He was always at fault for the dispute between Zhao Qianxue and me. So what if I just beat him up to vent my anger!"

Ye Qingyu had just had a good time beating someone up, and she became bolder.

Wanqiu nodded, "It's good that you have a plan in mind, Miss."

"Miss, you must be hungry. Dinner is ready. You've exerted yourself this time, so you should eat more to replenish your energy."

If Wanqiu hadn't said it, Ye Qingyu wouldn't have noticed. But when she reminded her, she realized she was really hungry. "Okay, let's set the table."

Normally, after dinner, Ye Qingyu would go out for a walk to help digest the food, but today she had used too much energy, so she didn't want to move at all and just curled up in the rocking chair, reading a book leisurely.

When she was about to fall asleep in the rocking chair, the sound of Wanqiu opening the door woke her up.

Seeing that the young lady was a little sleepy, Wanqiu went up to her and whispered, "Young lady, Nanny Chen from Chunhui Hall is here."

"Hmm?" Ye Qingyu woke up.

"Let her in." Ye Qingyu picked up the book that had fallen on her body and regained her clarity of mind.

Nanny Chen bowed politely this time, "Miss, the old lady would like you to go to Chunhui Hall."

Ye Qingyu raised an eyebrow. "It's so late? Is there something urgent that can't be discussed tomorrow?"

Nanny Chen saw that she was unwilling to move, so she didn't dare show any displeasure. She bowed respectfully and said, "I came to invite you during the day. I learned that you and His Highness the Prince of Chu had gone to Nanhua Temple, so I asked this old servant to come and invite you now."

Ye Qingyu glanced at Wanqiu, and Wanqiu then remembered this matter. She was the one who had forgotten it.

Ye Qingyu didn't mean to blame Wanqiu, "Well, let's go."

She put the book in her hand aside, stood up and straightened her dress.

Nanny Chen thought Ye Qingyu's dress was too casual. Her black hair was not tied up, but just loosely tied with a moon-white brocade. It was very rude to meet an elder like this.

But Nanny Chen didn't dare to say anything. In this marquis's mansion, who would dare to say anything about the eldest young lady?

"Miss, please, I will hold the lamp for you."

Nanny Chen bent over and carefully illuminated the path for Ye Qingyu, not daring to make any mistakes.

Ye Qingyu said calmly, "I heard that things have been going on in Nanny Chen's family lately. Is there anything I can help you with?"

The hand holding the lantern trembled, "It's just a small matter, why would I bother you, Miss?"

Ye Qingyu said in a light voice, "Madame Chen also watched me grow up. If you have any difficulties, and I can help you, just come to me."

Nanny Chen frowned even more tightly.

She relied on the old lady's influence and had never shown much respect to the eldest daughter. Now she said she wanted to help herself. What was she going to do?

"Thank you for your mercy, young lady."

Her words were ambiguous. She didn't dare to offend Ye Qingyu, nor did she believe that she was really kind enough to help her.

Ye Qingyu nodded lightly and said nothing more, as if she had really heard about her story and was just saying a few polite words out of kindness.

Arriving at Chunhui Hall, Nanny Chen opened the door and drew the curtain, then reported to Old Madam Ye inside, "Madam, the eldest lady is here."

Nanny Chen led Ye Qingyu into the inner room of Chunhui Hall, not the main hall where she usually came and went.

Old Madam Ye was half lying on the bed, with a headband on her head. There were many more wrinkles on her old face, and she looked listless and sick.

Seeing Ye Qingyu coming in, she forced a kind smile and said, "Qingyu, you are finally here. Grandma has been looking forward to seeing you for the past two days."

Ye Qingyu sat down on the chair, looking distant and indifferent. "What is it that the old lady called me here for?"

Madam Ye's expression froze, but she was still full of kindness. "Qingyu, are you still angry with grandma? It's grandma's fault. Grandma apologizes to you. Ahem... "

He looked like he was about to cough to pieces, so Nanny Chen quickly handed him some tea.

After drinking tea, the coughing gradually subsided. Old Madam Ye looked at Ye Qingyu with a sickly look, "Qingyu, it's because of your grandmother's poor judgment and old age that she has let down a good granddaughter like you. It's all because of that Chen Yinyin. I didn't expect she would dare to play tricks on me. I only allowed her in because she gave birth to your father's children. I didn't expect that our mansion would be harmed by this bitch!"

"Cough, cough," she started coughing again, as if she was too excited.

Ye Qingyu took a sip of tea and watched her acting with an indifferent expression.

Seeing that Ye Qingyu showed no emotion, Old Madam Ye sobbed and cried, "Woo woo, my dear granddaughter, Grandma won't be able to live for more than two days. Grandma knows you blame me, but it's not your fault. It's all my own fault. I just want to make it up to you in the remaining time."

"You are a good child. You have always been loyal to the Marquis' Mansion. You are sensible and kind-hearted. This headband of mine was embroidered by you when you were ten years old." Old Lady Ye took off the headband on her forehead and stroked it lovingly.

The sarcasm in Ye Qingyu's eyes became even stronger. "Old Madam, you are mistaken. This was embroidered by my mother. I don't have this skill."

Her embroidery skills are better now. They improved when she was in the Fourth Prince's Mansion, making clothes for Shen Mingxiu. When she was ten years old, the things she embroidered were simply unbearable to look at.

Old Madam Ye's hand froze, as if she had touched something dirty. She wanted to throw it away but gritted her teeth and stopped.

"Haha, I'm old now, and my memory is much worse. I remembered it wrongly."

Ye Qingyu stared at Old Madam Ye with a gloomy look. "In just over two months, it will be three years since Mother passed away. Old Madam still keeps Mother's things. It seems like she misses her very much."

Madam Ye's smile froze at the corners of her mouth. "Ah, yes, yes, your mother has been dead for three years."

Ye Qingyu, "I remember that my mother went to Nanhua Temple to burn incense, and when she came back she caught a cold. She was bedridden for six months and then she passed away."

Ye Qingyu's voice was dark and eerie, as if it came from hell. "How could a simple cold cost someone's life?"