Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Xie Jingyuan's brows twitched slightly, and he bowed to Peng Yan and said, "Sir Peng, we can find out the truth of this matter by summoning the servants in the mansion and asking them." Then he gave a wink to his trusted servant beside him.

The servant understood and bowed, exiting the hall. A moment later, he led over a dozen servants and several housekeepers into the hall, all kneeling before Peng Yan.

The leading servant trembled all over, banging his forehead against the ground with a dull thud. "Please have mercy, sir! The Second Madam personally ordered... that since the Marquis's wife and the eldest daughter have left the mansion, those idle servants in their courtyard who are wasting food should be dealt with as soon as possible... We are only following orders..."

The other servants nodded in agreement and kowtowed for mercy.

Peng Yan frowned slightly and tapped the table with his knuckles. Before he even asked any questions, these servants had confessed everything, which was really suspicious.

"My Lord!" A maid with her hair covered in jewels and jade suddenly came forward, kneeling and shouting, "The Second Madam has always been at odds with the Marquis's wife. Not only has she seized her power as head of the household, she has also often made things difficult for her."

Seeing Peng Yan's expressionless face, wiping away nonexistent tears, she continued, "This old servant's daughter is the Second Madam's personal maid. She...she knows a lot of things..."

Peng Yan glanced at the pretentious old woman, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Come here, bring An and her personal maid to the front hall for questioning!"

"As you command!" the four officers responded in unison. The servant who had just gone to call the others stepped forward quickly and said politely, "Gentlemen, follow me!"

Xie Qingli stared at the servant's departing back, his eyes flashing slightly, and he searched carefully in his memories of his previous life - yes, this man's name was Zhao Lu. Although he was not very old, he was very versatile and was Xie Jingyuan's most capable confidant. Earlier in the study, it was this man who was ordered to collect the silver.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly. This person must know where Xie Jingyuan's money is. Why not... find a good day with a dark and windy night, kidnap him and "learn a lesson" from him?

Xie Qingli lowered his eyes, but he could see the expressions of Xie Jingyuan and Xie Jingliang out of the corner of his eye. The two brothers were calm and composed, and they had a tacit understanding. They joined forces to put the blame on the An family, and the An family was afraid that they would not be able to escape.

As he was pondering this, he suddenly heard a commotion. He looked up and saw the Dali Temple officers escorting An and his group back.

An's hair was disheveled, her clothes in disarray. She looked around frantically, and when she saw Xie Jingliang, a glint of hope suddenly shone in her eyes. She knelt down before Xie Jingliang and said in a trembling voice, "Master, please save me! These officers must have made a mistake..."

There was a cry in her voice, but it stopped abruptly when she met Xie Jingliang's cold eyes.

Xie Jingliang brushed his sleeves slowly and leisurely, his voice as cold as ice: "An, I believe I have treated you well. Why did you privately deal with Jiang's servants and bring disaster to the Marquis' Mansion?"

An's pupils suddenly shrank, her eyes filled with disbelief: "Master, it wasn't me, it was clearly the Marquis who gave the order. Who in the mansion doesn't know about it?"

The leading servant suddenly retorted loudly, "Second Madam, you gave us orders yourself, why are you blaming the Marquis?"

The old woman, her hair covered in jewels and jade, chimed in, "Yes, Second Madam, we all know you and the Marquis's wife don't get along." She grabbed a maid with almond eyes and rosy cheeks and shrilled, "Girl, tell the Master how Second Madam treats the Marquis's wife!"

The maid's name was Caixing. She had been An's personal maid since the day she married into the Marquis's Mansion.

She knelt on the ground, twisting her handkerchief between her delicate fingers, her eyes flickering as she stole a glance at Xie Jingliang. She bit her lip and said with determination, "My Lords, the Second Madam... she's been in charge of the household for years, and she's been making things difficult for Yingxueju. Not only has she withheld her monthly allowance, but she's even replaced the winter silver charcoal with choking black charcoal..."

"The Second Madam often speaks ill of the Marquis's wife in front of the Old Madam, causing her to be disliked by the Old Madam. I once heard the Second Madam tell the Old Madam that the Marquis's wife was burning paper in the courtyard at night to curse the Old Madam to die early!"

An's whole body trembled upon hearing this, and the blood drained from her face. She pounced on Cai Xing, scratching her face with her long nails: "What a treacherous slave! I'll tear your mouth apart..."

Before An could finish her words, two yamen runners pinned her to the ground. She struggled desperately, and the jewelry on her head fell to the ground.

Cai Xing wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, revealing a tearful face. "Second Madam, I dare not deceive you, my Lords." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, but every word pierced her heart. "Ever since you returned to the Marquis' Mansion last month, you have been particularly concerned about the affairs of Yingxue Residence. Not only did you send Cai Tao to keep an eye on us every day, you also tried to force Lv Liu to work there..."

She suddenly pulled out an oil-paper bag from her sleeve and said in a trembling voice, "This... This is the medicinal powder you asked me to mix into the cakes at Yingxueju. I really didn't dare to harm anyone, so I only put in a little each time..."

Xie Qingli had been leaning against the window, waiting with great interest to see who would ultimately take the blame. Upon hearing Cai Xing's words, she suddenly straightened up, slowly stepped forward, her eyes icy with coldness. "Second Aunt, is what this maid said true?"

An desperately shook her head and pleaded, "Li'er, this slave girl is full of nonsense! I'm helping your mother, how could I harm her? Li'er, please save me."

Seeing that An's situation was hopeless, the other maids confessed one after another: "Miss, everything Sister Caixing said is true. I can testify to this."

Xie Qingli leaned forward slightly, staring at the struggling An, and sneered, "Save you? Ha! My mother is a calm and indifferent person, not one to fight or compete. Why do you keep targeting her?"

An suddenly stopped struggling, raised her head and stared at Xie Qingli intently, the pleading look in her eyes gradually replaced by twisted hatred: "Why? Hahaha... Jiang Muxue is so high and mighty, born to be in the clouds, so why did she have to marry into the Xie family? Because of her background, even if she does nothing, even if I try my best, she will always be superior to me. Do you think I should hate her?"

Xie Qingli's eyes were as sharp as a knife. In her past and present lives, An had always targeted her mother because she was jealous of her background! Since that was the case, she would just follow the scumbag brother's wishes and put the blame on An!

She suddenly leaned over and whispered in An's ear, "You're stupid, bad, and greedy. I gave you a chance but you didn't know how to cherish it. Then go die!"

An's whole body trembled and his eyes widened in horror.

Xie Qingli turned gracefully and staggered to her knees before Peng Yan, tears streaming down her face. "Master Peng, the An family not only kidnapped innocent people, but also poisoned women of high rank. I beg you to intervene on your behalf!"

Peng Yan raised his hand to support her and said in a deep voice, "Miss, please stand up. I will investigate this case impartially."

He waved his wide sleeves and shouted sternly: "Come here! Take all these people back to the Dali Temple!" As soon as he finished speaking, the yamen runners took An and a group of servants in the hall and pushed them out.

Xie Qingli stood quietly in the shadow of the Marquis's mansion gate, watching the Dali Temple's troops disappear at the end of the long street. A cold wind blew her black hair around her temples, and gray clouds pressed down heavily. The sky, which had just cleared for two days, seemed to be about to snow again.

"Miss!"

A petite figure jumped off the carriage, which had not yet stopped, and flew into Xie Qingli's arms like a gust of wind...