Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

Jing'an Marquis Mansion.

The courtyard of Yaofang Pavilion is very large and is elegantly decorated. Stacked rockery stands quietly beside the pond, in which fat fish are huddled together. Two little maids are feeding the fish while chatting and laughing. The singing of birds and cicadas among the lush trees complement each other, mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and peace.

Inside the main room, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. Hong Chang mechanically wiped the table like a walking corpse, while Xiao Tao kept craning her head to peer out the door, beads of sweat already forming on her forehead. She anxiously asked, "Sister Hong Chang, will the young lady really punish us when she returns?"

Hong Chang didn't look up and said calmly, "Madam Hou brought Miss Li'er to the Jiang family banquet, but didn't bring the eldest daughter. She went there so shamelessly, and she will definitely not get any good results! When she's in a bad mood, we are her punching bags!"

Xiao Tao was so frightened that her face turned pale and she fell into the chair. She really regretted why she was greedy for that little bit of money!

Hong Chang glanced up at Xiao Tao and reminded her coldly, "That's the eldest lady's favorite chair. If the cushion gets wrinkled, the eldest lady will definitely punish you!"

Xiao Tao jumped up hurriedly and carefully smoothed the spot where she had just sat with her hands.

Hong Chang's cold voice echoed faintly, "Do you think that wearing a few more layers of clothing will reduce the pain when you're beaten? Naive! If the young lady finds out about your little trick, you'll only die a more miserable death!"

Xiao Tao was startled when she heard this and hurried out to take off her extra clothes. But just as she reached the door, she saw Xie Qingyao walk in with a smile on her face, followed by the bewildered Luqi and Ziying.

Xie Qingyao saw Xiaotao standing at the door, nodded with satisfaction, and said softly: "Xiaotao is very good. From today on, you will be the first-class maid of Yaofang Pavilion!"

She walked into the room with a smile on her face and softly ordered, "Hongshang, Luqi, help me wash and change my clothes quickly!"

Several maids became busy, while Xie Qingyao sat in front of the bronze mirror, carefully looking at the girl in the mirror. The girl had a bright and beautiful appearance, with smiles in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, just like a peony bud about to bloom.

Xie Qingyao felt a little emotional. Ever since Jiang Muxue said in public that she was not of the Marquis's bloodline, she had been like a frightened bird, worried all day long. Now, her grandmother had given her a reassurance, and the days of anxiety were finally over.

She gently stroked her cheek and showed a proud smile. She had beauty, talent, and family background. She would try her best to win the title of "No. 1 in Shengjing" so that she could be worthy of that man!

Thinking of Chu Yuncang's handsome and elegant face, Xie Qingyao's face turned slightly red, and she suddenly ordered: "Comb my hair into a flying fairy bun." Such an outfit would be more suitable for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

But just as Xie Qingyao had combed half of her hair, Aunt Hua came in, exhausted. She looked haggard and worried, and seemed a little decadent, unlike her usual serious and capable self.

She looked at the people who were talking and laughing in the room and ordered in a cold voice: "All of you, leave!"

Xie Qingyao was a little unhappy, but these maids were usually taught by Nanny Hua and listened to her the most, so everyone left without saying a word.

Aunt Hua picked up the comb on the table and perfunctorily combed Xie Qingyao's hair. She asked in a deep voice, "How was the banquet at the Jiang Mansion today?"

Xie Qingyao was raised by Nanny Hua, and the relationship between them was as close as that of a grandmother and grandchild. Xie Qingyao had always been frank with Nanny Hua and obeyed her words. However, ever since the time when Old Madam Xie fainted, a crack had appeared in their relationship. This time, Nanny Hua asked for leave to visit her relatives and did not return for more than ten days, which made Xie Qingyao feel resentful.

At this moment, Xie Qingyao felt disgusted by Aunt Hua's harsh and interrogative tone. Her face turned cold and she said nothing.

Aunt Hua saw through Xie Qingyao's thoughts at a glance. She patiently said in a softer tone, "My dear, the relationship between the Marquis' Mansion and the Jiang family is related to your future. I am worried about you, so I forgot the rules for a moment!"

Xie Qingyao's complexion finally improved. She was eager to share her joy today, so she told everyone everything that had happened. Finally, she said with emotion, "It turns out that my grandmother is the one who pities and loves me the most in this family. When I get married in the future, I will definitely be filial to her!"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Hua's face darkened and she retorted coldly, "Foolish! You and her have no blood relationship at all. She only sees you as a stepping stone for the Xie family's rapid rise. Do you really think she does this for you?"

Xie Qingyao's face turned pale. She was extremely unhappy, but she soon realized that Aunt Hua was particularly aggressive today. She glanced at Aunt Hua coldly and saw that her expression was cold and stern, as if she was extremely disdainful. Did she know something?

Xie Qingyao stared at Aunt Hua and said coldly, "Even if Grandmother is using me, what can I do?"

"I still don't know who my biological parents are or where they are now. They are so far away that I just assume they are dead. The only people I can rely on are the Xie family and my grandmother!"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Hua became so angry that her face turned pale and her eyes turned red. She slapped Xie Qingyao in the face without hesitation.

Xie Qingyao was stunned by the slap. She covered her burning face and looked at Aunt Hua in shock. Although her relationship with Aunt Hua was like that of grandparents and grandchildren, they were not real grandparents after all. Aunt Hua was just a servant after all. Why would a servant dare to hit his master?

Aunt Hua, however, sat down steadily on a chair and shouted coldly, "Kneel down!"

Xie Qingyao was so angry that she almost exploded. She stood up and yelled at Aunt Hua at the top of her lungs, "You old hag, I'm just a servant. Are you crazy?"

Aunt Hua's face was as dark as water. She raised her foot and kicked Xie Qingyao to the ground. She said coldly, "You unfilial thing! Your father is alive and well. If you dare to curse him again, I will not forgive you!"

Xie Qingyao sat up with a jerk, glared at Aunt Hua, and shouted coldly, "I'm the eldest daughter of the Marquis' Mansion. I can say whatever I want. Why do you, an old servant, have the right to control me?"

Aunt Hua's face was stern. She said in a deep voice, "Because your father is my son, and because I am your grandmother!" She looked around the luxurious bedroom and smiled mockingly, "Because everything you have now was obtained through my hard work!"

Xie Qingyao's pupils suddenly shrank and her head buzzed. She felt everything around her start to spin and become blurry. She struggled to stand up several times, but to no avail. Finally, she gave up struggling completely and lay on her back on the ground.

After a while, the surrounding scenery became clear again, and Xie Qingyao gradually came back to her senses. A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. It turned out that the servant who had served her for more than ten years was actually her grandmother. Since the grandmother was a servant, the status of the servant's son must not be much higher!

Xie Qingyao had countless guesses about her biological parents. They were able to deceive the Jiang family and the Marquis' Mansion and successfully exchange her in. They possessed such omnipotent abilities and were definitely not ordinary people. She guessed that even if they were not royal relatives or aristocratic families, they were at least people with high official positions.

But Xie Qingyao had never expected that her father was the son of a slave, of a lowly status, and that her body was tainted with such lowly blood. All her pride completely crumbled at that moment, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter, her laughter filled with endless resentment...