Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

After comforting Jiang Muxue, Xie Qingli gently combed her hair, her voice as soft as spring water: "Mother, you can rest assured, Li'er will be back soon."

She told Panchun and Ningdong to take good care of A'niang, then put on a fox fur coat and walked out of the room.

In the courtyard, Leng Shuang stood upright in only a thin shirt, seemingly unaware of the biting cold wind. She had lost a lot of weight, her eyes were bloodshot, her face was as pale as paper, and she looked exhausted.

Seeing Xie Qingli coming out, she stepped forward quickly and said in a hoarse voice: "Miss, I failed to protect Madam and deserve death. Please punish me."

Xie Qingli looked at her, his eyes filled with pity, and said softly, "This is not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself. Go back and rest first. If there is anything, we can discuss it tomorrow."

Leng Shuang refused to move, still standing stubbornly in the same place, and said stubbornly: "But, the day the young lady left the capital, she entrusted the mistress to me. I have failed to live up to your trust, and I feel uneasy..."

Xie Qingli's eyes flashed with helplessness. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she said cunningly: "Since you insist so much..."

She deliberately dragged out the last syllable of her words, her eyes gleaming with a tiny glint. "Then I will punish you by making you change into some thicker clothes immediately, and then summon a few capable men to accompany me in a fight!"

Leng Shuang was slightly startled, and the dull look in her eyes suddenly brightened. She straightened her back and replied, "As you command!" Then she turned and walked away quickly, her steps light and brisk, no longer heavy as before.

A moment later, Xie Qingli, carrying Jiang Muxue's dowry list, led Leng Shuang and more than ten strong servants, and walked out of the mansion in a mighty procession.

As soon as he stepped out of the mansion, he saw Cheng Shan, the housekeeper of the Jiang Mansion, rushing over with a team of disciplined servants.

Cheng Shan stepped forward quickly, bowed deeply, and said respectfully and earnestly, "Miss, the old lady has heard about what happened today. She said that the Jiang Mansion will always be your home and your aunt's home. Even if you live here for the rest of your lives, the masters and ladies will not have the slightest complaint."

He paused slightly, his expression becoming more serious: "The old lady is worried about my aunt, so she specially ordered this old servant to come and take her back to the mansion."

Xie Qingli's heart warmed, his face full of gratitude. He said softly, "Thank you, Uncle Cheng, for your trouble. Please convey my gratitude to my grandmother and my uncles and aunts on my behalf."

She raised her eyes and looked towards the mansion, her tone gentle, "It's just that my mother is still upset today. Li'er wants to stay here with her for a few days. When she calms down, we can go back to bother Grandmother."

Cheng Shan nodded slightly, his expression respectful: "Young lady, you have thought it through, and I understand. The old lady specifically instructed that everything should be based on your and my aunt's wishes."

His eyes fell on the servants behind Xie Qingli who were ready to go, and he asked in confusion, "Where are you going, young lady?"

Xie Qingli raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a cheerful tone: "Since A'niang has already divorced father, her dowry is naturally inconvenient to stay in the Marquis' Mansion. Li'er plans to bring some people to move A'niang's dowry back without leaving any behind."

A rare smile appeared on Cheng Shan's usually calm face: "It's as it should be!"

He clapped his hands and sighed softly, then turned sideways and pointed at the servants he had brought with him, saying with a smile, "Miss, the old lady specifically asked me to bring some men here for you and my aunt to use, and now they are just in time to be used."

Xie Qingli glanced at the servants behind Cheng Shan and was slightly startled. Though dressed as ordinary servants, each one had a slender figure, a sharp gaze, and a faint aura of murderous intent. Even the Imperial Guards couldn't match such a powerful aura. They must be the battle-hardened Jiang family soldiers under my grandfather's command.

She felt respectful and bowed slightly to the servants. Her voice was clear and respectful: "Thank you all for your hard work. Please follow me to the Marquis of Jing'an's Mansion."

The two groups joined together and soon arrived at the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion, but they found the door closed. Several servants took turns knocking on the door, but no one answered.

Leng Shuang's brows were furrowed, a cold light flashed in her eyes. She lowered her voice and said, "Miss, do you want me to lead some people to break down the gate?"

Before Leng Shuang finished speaking, Cheng Shan took a step forward, his expression calm: "There are people guarding behind the door, there is no need to make such a fuss."

He waved his hand gently behind him, and the servants of the Jiang Mansion climbed over the towering wall of the Marquis' Mansion in just three or two steps, their movements clean and neat.

Not long after, there was a burst of ghostly howling mixed with pleas for mercy from inside the door. The heavy door creaked open slowly, revealing several servants of the Marquis' Mansion who were sitting on the ground with bruised faces and noses. They were looking at the uninvited guests outside the door with horror on their faces.

Xie Qingli led everyone straight to Yingxueju, but found the courtyard dead silent. The maids and servants who used to be busy running around were nowhere to be seen.

Confused, she headed for the storeroom, where she saw the copper lock had been smashed and deformed, hanging alone on its ring. Pushing open the door, she was met with a startling emptiness. All of A-niang's boxes and baskets filled with her dowry were gone, leaving only a few messy drag marks and a few scattered pearls on the floor.

She hurried back into A Niang's room. The sight before her shuddered. Her dressing table had been overturned, her jewelry scattered everywhere. The wardrobe was wide open, clothes piled haphazardly on the floor. Even the bedding on the bed had been pulled back, revealing the tangled bed board underneath. Every trace of it showed that someone had rummaged through it recklessly.

Xie Qingli's face was as gloomy as water, and her eyes were cold and icy. Xie Jingyuan had dared to be so audacious, she would make him pay the price!

At that moment, there was a commotion in the courtyard. Cheng Shan strode over, carrying a trembling little maid, and said in a deep voice, "Miss, I noticed this little maid peeking out of the courtyard gate, acting suspiciously."

The little maidservant was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. Her face was pale, and her legs were shaking like sieves. When she saw Xie Qingli, the panic on her face receded slightly. She knelt on the ground and spoke in a trembling but urgent voice, "Miss, I am Miss Rong'er's maidservant in the courtyard. Miss Rong'er was worried that the Marquis had spies in the mansion, so she didn't dare to come in person. She sent me to secretly deliver a message to you."

She swallowed hard, her voice becoming increasingly urgent. "The incident at the gate of the mansion just ended today. The Marquis returned furious. He ordered all the maids and servants from Yingxueju and Li'anyuan to be kidnapped, saying they were going to be sold off overnight. Miss, please send someone to the pawnshop to look for them. Perhaps there's still time!"

Leng Shuang's expression suddenly darkened, and her voice was as cold as ice: "The maids and servants in Yingxueju and Li'anyuan are not servants of the Marquis' Mansion. Their indentures are in the hands of the Madam. Why would the Marquis sell them off?"

Xie Qingli turned to look at the messy bedroom, a flash of realization in his eyes. It turned out that Xie Jingyuan was looking for these. Unfortunately, those important deeds to the land, house deeds, and servants' deeds had already been moved to the house on Jinxiu Street.

Her brows furrowed, her voice low and solemn: "Uncle Cheng, in your opinion, without the indenture, how can Xie Jingyuan sell the servant?"

Cheng Shan frowned and said, "Miss, you don't know that there are some brokers in the capital who specialize in this kind of risky business. As long as the profit is high enough, they will find a way to forge the indenture documents and sell people to other places."

He paused, his eyes flickering slightly as he spoke meaningfully, "And anyone who dares to do this kind of business must have a close relationship with some powerful people in the court..."