After rebirth, the daughter of the marquisate went crazy

Mo Hua gnashed his teeth, "I think he's not only crazy, but also obsessed with that mother and daughter, and can't tell the difference between them and each other!"

Nianchun said bitterly, "I'm going to find the Duke!"

"Stand!" Ye Qingyu stopped her, "Don't tell Grandpa, it's just a minor injury. It will heal in two days."

"Miss, you just have to bear this loss in silence. It's clearly Lu Qianqian's fault. Why would the Marquis hit you?" Nianchun said hatefully.

Ye Qingyu lay on the bed and said sullenly, "There's no reason why a father should teach his children a lesson."

"Alright, go do what you need to do. Wanqiu, apply the medicine for me."

"There are benefits to being beaten. From now on, I won't show mercy." Ye Qingyu murmured.

Wanqiu probably understood what the young lady was going to do. "But you don't have to be whipped. When you were a child, you never suffered such torture. When the lady was around, you never even had a scratch on your skin."

Ye Qingyu remained silent. Mother, she really missed her mother.

Although it was only ten lashes, Ye Qingyu was still a little girl after all. After applying the medicine, she fell asleep exhausted.

When I woke up again, it was already time to light the lamps in the house.

"Wanqiu." Her voice was dry and hoarse, so unpleasant that Ye Qingyu herself frowned.

"Miss, you are awake. Does your back still hurt?"

"It's okay. Help me up." Ye Qingyu moved slightly, pulling the wound on her back, causing her excruciating pain. She frowned slightly and pursed her lips.

Wanqiu said distressedly, "You'd better lie down like this for now, otherwise it will hurt a lot if you pull on the wound."

Ye Qingyu frowned and said, "It's okay. My body is stiff."

Wanqiu had to carefully help her sit up.

"How's the work you were asked to do going?"

Before falling asleep, Ye Qingyu instructed Wanqiu to spread the news of her injury out of the mansion as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, young lady. Now half of Kyoto knows that the Marquis has punished you for your stepdaughter."

Wan Qiu sneered, "It's rumored outside that the Marquis broke your leg, and there's also a rumor that the Marquis beat you to death."

"Well, have you sent someone to tell the Duke's Mansion that I'm fine?"

"Mo Hua has already been there. If the Third Young Master and the Third Madam hadn't stopped him, the Duke would have stormed into the Marquisate and killed Marquis Ye."

Ye Qingyu nodded. She knew that once the news of her being beaten spread, her grandfather would be furious and would attack Lu Qianqian and Ye Shuwen. But even if she was sent to the Dali Temple, what would happen? With Shen Mingxiu protecting her, she would be released unharmed in just two days.

Ye Qingyu sneered. She wanted to make the reputation of the father and daughter as bad as that stinking ditch. She wanted to see how long Shen Mingxiu could protect them!

Nianchun heard voices from inside the room and walked in slowly. "Miss, you're awake. Are you hungry? It's time for dinner."

If Nianchun hadn't said it, she wouldn't have noticed it, but now she heard her stomach growling. Ye Qingyu lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

Nianchun covered her lips and chuckled softly, "Miss, your lunch was useless. You must be hungry now. I will bring you dinner right away."

Because Ye Qingyu was not able to move around, Nianchun and Wanqiu moved a small table to the bedside.

When she saw the plates of delicious food being served on the table, Ye Qingyu realized how empty her stomach was. She was really hungry.

After dinner, Wanqiu moved the lamp to the bedside and placed the scroll that Ye Qingyu often read next to her. "Please read less and rest early today so that your wound can heal faster."

Ye Qingyu picked up the scroll and continued reading, "I've already slept all afternoon, how can I sleep any more? You guys should focus on your own things, you don't need to accompany me."

Wanqiu had no choice but to take her embroidery frame and sit down on the low couch beside her.

Ye Qingyu didn't say anything, just looked at the book in her hand.

The next day, when Ye Qingyu woke up, it was already bright outside. She gently moved her stiff body, and the piercing pain in her back was gone.

"Nianchun."

"Miss, you're awake." Nianchun pushed the door open and walked in, carrying a bowl of warm water. Seeing Ye Qingyu stand up, she quickly put down the copper basin in her hand and helped her sit up slowly.

"How's your back? Does it still hurt?"

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." She got out of bed and stood up slowly. Nianchun supported her carefully, fearing that her big movements would cause the wound on her back to reopen.

"Miss, slow down. You should wait until your wound heals before getting out of bed." Nianchun frowned, his eyes full of worry.

Ye Qingyu pushed her hand away, indicating that she didn't need her support, and walked to the copper basin by herself.

"Really, don't worry. My injury is in my back, not my legs. I can't walk. It's uncomfortable to lie in bed all day."

"Well, you have to be careful. I checked the wound this morning and it hasn't scabbed over yet."

"Yes, yes, good Nianchun, I understand." Ye Qingyu said with a chuckle.

"Oh right." Nianchun seemed to have thought of something. "I found this on the stone table in the yard this morning. There are also many precious medicinal herbs. I wonder who put it there?"

Nianchun took out an exquisite white jade medicine bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu looked at the medicine bottle and guessed who sent it.

"Miss, do you know who sent it?"

He has to be so sneaky to deliver medicine, so he shouldn't be from the Duke's Mansion.

Ye Qingyu smiled and said, "I know who it is. Put the things away." Only Shen Yanli would send such things in this way.

Ye Qingyu looked out the window and saw the ground was covered in white. "Is it snowing?"

Nianchun nodded. "Yes, it rained last night, and it got cold all of a sudden. You're injured, so be careful not to catch a cold."

Ye Qingyu listened to Nianchun's muttering, but her thoughts had already drifted far away.

It's snowing, and the refugees should be arriving in the next two days.

She remembered that in her previous life, it snowed heavily for two days, and thousands of refugees flocked to the city from outside. Because the weather suddenly turned cold, many people froze to death and caused a lot of trouble. She didn't care about anything at the time and just listened to a few words from the servants.

Not long after breakfast, she heard hurried footsteps outside the door. Ye Qingyu thought something big had happened. She looked up and saw Ye Qingya pushing the door in anxiously, looking at her with concern.

"Big sister, I heard that you were beaten by uncle and couldn't move. How are you? Let me see." Ye Qingya looked her up and down. Because she came so quickly, a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her voice was full of concern.

Ye Qingyu held her hand, smiling leisurely, "Do I look like I'm in trouble? Those are just rumors outside. I'm fine. Come and sit down."

Seeing that she was in good spirits and didn't look like she was in any pain, Ye Qingya breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me to death! Didn't you know that the rumors were spreading that you were almost dying?"