Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Xie Jingyuan, holding a palace lantern, pushed open the iron door of the secret chamber. A stale, musty smell hit him. He slowly took out a tinder and lit the candles on the wall one by one. The candlelight dispelled the darkness, revealing neatly stacked boxes and crates before him.

The corners of Xie Jingyuan's mouth curled up uncontrollably. The treasures in this room were his greatest support. Even if his career was not smooth in the future, he could continue to live a comfortable life with fine clothes and delicious food.

He hummed a little tune, brushed off the dust on a box, and opened the lid, but suddenly froze. What he saw was not a bunch of silver, but a box of broken stones!!!

Xie Jingyuan's head was buzzing. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief and twisted his arm hard. Suddenly, a sharp pain came, proving that this was not a dream! He rubbed his eyes hard again, but the box was still filled with stones!

He murmured, "No... Impossible! Every batch of boxes stored in the secret room has been checked one by one, how could it be..." He opened the boxes around him with trembling hands, but without exception, they were all full of stones!

Suddenly, Xie Jingyuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if stabbed by a sharp knife. He staggered back a few steps, and finally fell into the corner. Only one thought swirled in his mind: It's over, it's all over!

He looked up at the piles of boxes and cages, his heart empty. Over the past twenty years, he had been like a mouse, working hard and accumulating wealth bit by bit. How could it be that it was quietly stolen by someone?

Half a cup of tea later, he suddenly stood up and stumbled out. What if... what if the thief only stole the surface layer?

A moment later, Zhao Lu and the others followed Xie Jingyuan into the secret room. Working in pairs, they unpacked the boxes and crates one by one, examining them. But with each box he opened, Xie Jingyuan's expression grew darker.

After being busy for most of the night, everyone's faces turned pale, but all they saw were stones, stones, and more stones!

The candle on the wall is about to go out, the wax tears are piled up layer by layer, and the dim light is trembling.

Xie Jingyuan leaned dejectedly against the corner of the wall. Overnight, frost appeared on his temples and his eye sockets became sunken, as if he had aged more than ten years.

Zhao Lu mechanically opened the last few boxes and crates, his eyes suddenly brightening as he exclaimed, "My Lord, come and see!"

Xie Jingyuan's body suddenly jumped up. He thought he had finally found the silver, but he saw Zhao Lu taking out a sachet from the box.

Xie Jingyuan took the sachet and examined it carefully. It had a green satin base, silver thread patterns, and five-colored silk ribbons on the corners. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

The servants also gathered around, and one of them exclaimed, "This... isn't this the Second Master's sachet? Last December, I saw the Second Master often wearing it. I heard it was embroidered by Concubine An..."

Xie Jingyuan's rage soared upon hearing this. He grabbed the boy by the collar, his eyes bloodshot as he asked, "Are you serious?"

The servant was so frightened that his face turned pale and he stammered, "I...I'm not sure, but it looks...very...similar..."

Xie Jingyuan suddenly pushed the boy away, tightly grasped the sachet in his hand, and strode out.

The sky was already turning pale, and the night was receding rapidly like the tide.

Xie Jingyuan went straight to Xie Jingliang's yard, but found the gate closed and the whole place was peaceful and harmonious.

"Bang~bang~bang~"

Anger surged in his chest, and he raised his foot and kicked the gate, making it bang loudly.

The old woman on night watch inside the doorway, dozing off with her arms folded, was suddenly startled awake. She pinched her waist and yelled at the door: "Knock, knock, knock! Which blind bitch dares to offend the Second Master? If you wake the Second Master, I'll chop off your hands!"

Xie Jingyuan's rage grew even stronger. He kicked him again and shouted, "You old bastard, open the door for me!"

When the old woman heard that it was the Marquis outside the door, she dared not be negligent anymore. She quickly shut her mouth and crawled to open the gate.

As soon as the courtyard gate opened, Xie Jingyuan kicked the old woman hard in the heart and strode towards the main room.

The maids at the bedroom door heard the noise and saw Xie Jingyuan coming angrily. One of them hurriedly opened the door, and the other rushed into the room to report the news, but was caught up by Xie Jingyuan and kicked to the ground.

On the bed, Xie Jingliang held Aunt An in his arms. The two of them were sleeping soundly and having sweet dreams.

Xie Jingyuan waved open the bed curtain, grabbed Xie Jingliang's hair and pulled him to the ground.

The two people who were sleeping soundly on the bed were caught off guard and both fell to the ground. When they touched the cold ground, they woke up slowly.

Xie Jingliang opened his eyes and what came into view was Xie Jingyuan's extremely angry face, and he couldn't help but shudder.

Aunt An let out a moan, hurriedly covered her exposed chest, and quickly shrank into Xie Jingliang's arms.

Xie Jingliang then realized that they were naked, and his elder brother showed no sign of shying away. He suddenly felt furious. He pulled the quilt from the bed, covering Aunt An tightly, and then angrily shouted, "Brother, what are you crazy about?"

Xie Jingyuan's face turned ashen. He thrust the sachet in his hand directly in front of Xie Jingliang and shouted, "Open your dog eyes and take a good look. Is this sachet yours?"

Xie Jingliang was stunned for two seconds, then quickly reached out to grab it, spitting, "No wonder I couldn't find it anywhere. It turned out that big brother stole it! Give it back to me!"

It was really him!

Xie Jingyuan suddenly kicked Xie Jingliang in the chest and cursed, "You ungrateful bastard, give me back my things!"

Xie Jingliang leaned back slightly to avoid the kick. He hurriedly got up, glanced at the sachet in Xie Jingyuan's hand, and then looked at Aunt An wrapped in the quilt. In an instant, he seemed to understand everything.

He reached out and grabbed the feather duster on the table, waving it forcefully at Xie Jingyuan. "You shameless old bastard, how dare you lust after the woman in your brother's room? You're completely devoid of conscience! The Grand Princess is about to marry you, and you're still so shameless! Aren't you afraid I'll ask the Grand Princess to deal with you?"

Xie Jingyuan was unarmed and was forced to retreat repeatedly by the feather duster. However, he just wanted to get his money back immediately, so he endured the pain, grabbed the feather duster tightly, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Stop it!!!"

An elder brother is like a father. Xie Jingliang was somewhat afraid of Xie Jingyuan in his heart, and was immediately stunned by the roar.

Xie Jingyuan snatched the feather duster and pointed at Aunt An, who was standing on the ground with her brows lowered and her face lowered, and shouted angrily: "Xie Jingliang, you idiot! Only you are interested in this kind of stuff. I won't take it even if it's given to me for free."

He stared fiercely at Xie Jingliang with his scarlet eyes, and said word by word: "I want the silver! Return my silver to me, immediately, right now!"

Xie Jingliang was confused and asked, "What silver?"

"You still dare to play dumb?!" Xie Jingyuan could no longer suppress his anger and roared, "I'm going to beat you to death today!"

His face was hideous and he was waving a feather duster frantically with his hands.

Xie Jingliang felt the murderous intent in his eyes and finally realized that he was not joking. The fear of death instantly swept through his body.

"Help~"

Driven by his survival instinct, Xie Jingliang dragged his limp legs with all his might, shouting as he fled out the door...