Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

The night breeze was blowing gently, and the guards of the Song Mansion had changed their lazy appearance and were patrolling around the main courtyard in an orderly manner.

In the bedroom, Song Zhaoxing took out the jade pendant and examined it carefully, rubbing it repeatedly. After confirming that the jade pendant was intact, he felt relieved. He had never played with the jade pendant since he was with Xue'er. If the wild girl hadn't mentioned it today, he would have almost forgotten about it, and Jiang Muxue, the woman he had buried deep in his heart.

Born into a humble family, he lived with his younger sister, Song Wenxiu, from childhood. Their father died young, and their mother only occasionally visited them secretly, giving them barely enough money to keep them afloat. Their lives improved slightly when he married He, the daughter of a scholar, but He's greed, materialism, and selfishness repelled him. His sister was later favored by Prince Zhong, and he was filled with hope. But then, she died under mysterious circumstances, yet her death was ruled suicide. His promising future vanished, leaving him devastated and unable to recover.

When he was feeling disheartened, he happened to see Jiang Muxue, a woman as bright as the moon. Although it was only a glimpse from afar, her beauty and purity instantly illuminated his gloomy life. However, he also knew that she was someone he would never be able to reach in his entire life, someone from another world.

So, when his mother proposed such a daring plan to exchange the children of the Marquis' Mansion, He offered their daughter without hesitation for the sake of future glory and wealth. He did not stop her and was even secretly excited in his heart. In this way, Jiang Muxue would be the mother of his child, and they would no longer be strangers with no relationship.

When the mother replaced the child, she must have been very panicked. She changed all the child's clothes to her granddaughter, but she did not notice that the child was holding the jade pendant tightly in her hand.

The mother handed the child to him for handling. He found the jade pendant in the child's hand. He was delighted at just one glance. The words on the jade pendant were written in a horizontal, beautiful and powerful style. They must have been written by a woman. He concluded that they were written by Jiang Muxue.

He didn't mention it to anyone, but carefully put the jade pendant away. At first, he didn't recognize the words on the jade pendant. He copied them over and over again, took them to ask different people, and finally learned that the three words were "Xie Qingli".

Xie Qingli, was that the name Jiang Muxue had given to her daughter? What an elegant name. However, his daughter had already replaced Jiang Muxue's daughter, and "Xie Qingli" would be his daughter's name.

He felt a secret joy in his heart, that Jiang Muxue would raise his daughter into a true noble lady. But Jiang Muxue's daughter, with the blood of a lowly person like Xie Jingyuan, should be consigned to the dust, worthy of being raised by a foolish woman like He, becoming a lowly village girl, not even worthy of having a name.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he would often take out the jade pendant and play with it, as if he was alone with Jiang Muxue. After countless nights, he even believed that the jade pendant was a token of love given to him by Jiang Muxue.

Until he met Xue'er, a similarly aristocratic lady whose name also contained the character "Xue," a sign of divine mercy, fulfilling his dream. Gradually, Xue'er's face began to overlap with the vague image hidden deep within his heart, as if the person before him were his beloved. He felt like a young man who had strayed into the Peach Blossom Spring, meeting his beloved by chance, and falling in love with her. His heart felt strangely at peace and content.

Rubbing the jade pendant in his hand, once vague memories were evoked, and Jiang Muxue's beautiful and holy face appeared in his mind. Song Zhaoxing sighed. After all, fish eyes cannot compare to pearls. Xue'er is different from the person in his heart. Is this self-deceiving dream about waking up?

Song Zhaoxing was stroking the jade pendant in a daze, not noticing the door was opened. Lin Xue quietly walked into the bedroom. She snatched the jade pendant from Song Zhaoxing's hand, and just one look at it made her heart tighten. Was Xie Qingli the woman in Song Zhaoxing's heart?

Song Zhaoxing's hands were empty. He looked at the jade pendant in Lin Xue's hand, feeling angry. He said in a deep voice, "Xue'er, give the jade pendant back to me."

"No, unless Master tells me whether Xie Qingli is the one in your heart?" Lin Xue's tears fell. She raised the jade pendant in her hand and threatened: "Otherwise, I will destroy this jade pendant."

Song Zhaoxing was shocked and hurriedly coaxed, "There is only Xue'er in my heart, there is no other woman. Xue'er, don't be impulsive." His eyes were fixed on the jade pendant in Lin Xue's hand, and his attitude was self-evident.

Lin Xue was filled with grief and roared, "Then what am I in the master's heart? Am I just a substitute for someone else?" As he said that, he threw the jade pendant in his hand towards the door.

Song Zhaoxing rushed towards the jade pendant, but a black shadow suddenly flashed in from outside the door and caught the jade pendant steadily.

Song Zhaoxing and Lin Xue were both startled. They took a closer look and saw the man, dressed in night clothes, with a black scarf covering his face, gray hair, and a thin figure, looking like a martial arts master. He ignored the two people in the room and carefully examined the jade pendant. Only after confirming that it was correct did he put it into his arms.

Song Zhaoxing was panicking, his mind racing. Aside from occasionally delivering messages to a few prominent figures, he had no connections to the martial arts world. Could this person be out to capture Xue'er? But Xue'er's crime was a matter of state, so why would a martial artist interfere? He touched his swollen cheek. Could it be that the person who had assaulted him last night was the one standing before him?

Song Zhaoxing feigned composure and demanded in a stern voice, "May I ask who you are? Why are you trespassing into my Song residence at night?"

Xie Qingli did not answer, but stared at Song Zhaoxing coldly. All her sufferings were caused by this man. Her life was replaced, she was separated from her mother, she was cruelly abused by He and Song Tianbao, and she was even tied to a Taoist altar and died tragically. Even if Song Zhaoxing was not the mastermind, he was an accomplice in all these things.

Song Zhaoxing felt the coldness in the other person's eyes and realized that the visitor had ill intentions. He quickly pulled down the sword hanging on the wall and shouted, "Someone, come quickly!" He had arranged all the guards to guard the main courtyard today. With such a loud noise in the house, people outside the courtyard would definitely hear it.

Xie Qingli sneered. She had already used the night breeze to spread a handful of sleeping pills. The guards and servants were fast asleep. Moreover, with Uncle Ping on the rooftop, no one could get close. Tonight, Song Zhaoxing was doomed to be helpless.

Song Zhaoxing trembled as he drew his sword and held it against his chest. Lin Xue had already hidden behind Song Zhaoxing. She felt a little regretful because she had noticed something was wrong with Song Zhaoxing and had sent Yingyue, who was skilled in martial arts, away in order to confront him.

Xie Qingli flew forward and kicked the sword out of Song Zhaoxing's hand. Song Zhaoxing was frightened and stepped back repeatedly. He reached out to grab Lin Xue, pushed her towards Xie Qingli, and turned to run towards the window.

Lin Xue screamed in fear. This thief would definitely not let her go. She would probably die here tonight!

Xie Qingli's target was Song Zhaoxing, and she had no intention of engaging with Lin Xue. She pushed Lin Xue away and flew towards Song Zhaoxing, who was trying to escape through the window. She lifted Song Zhaoxing up and threw him hard, sending him crashing back into the bedroom...