Ye Nanxiong came to the princess's yard and saw Shen Meng lying on the bed, so he told her that his daughter was doomed to be unlucky.

He also said that he could only bring her back if he arranged a marriage for her.

Shen Meng already has four sons. She has been looking forward to having a daughter for a long time.

Seeing the baby's chubby face, she felt a little reluctant.

But the rule of obeying one's father at home and one's husband after marriage has been deeply ingrained in her.

She listened to the prince and believed what her nemesis said.

Helplessly sighing, "Qingyan, it's not that mother doesn't want you, it's that you are destined to be alone.

You have four older brothers. Our palace cannot afford to lose, and we cannot afford any mistakes.

She was so afraid that she couldn't avoid it anymore, so she hurriedly ordered: "Nurse, send her away quickly, quickly!"

The wet nurse was kind-hearted, so when Ye Qingyan was only two days old, she was carried by the wet nurse to the home of her second uncle Ye Sihai.

My second uncle Ye Sihai used to be an honest farmer.

But ever since the Zhennan Palace sent him money, he started to change and often went to the casino.

And his wife, Li Cuihua, is a snob who is obsessed with money.

She usually acts like a shrew outside.

It is not a good thing to go to everyone's door and curse because your own chicken is lost.

Before Ye Qingyan was five years old, no one from the Ye family came to visit her. Every year, her wet nurse would go back to the palace to get fifty taels of silver.

Ever since her wet nurse died under mysterious circumstances, Ye Qingyan has been living a life of hunger, cold clothing, beatings, and scolding, with new wounds on her body before the old ones healed.

In winter, the whole family had to wash clothes in the freezing river water.

She became a maid in her second uncle's house. If she was not careful, she would be severely beaten. She suffered a lot.

Her second uncle also has a daughter of the same age as her named Ye Ziyan.

But she lives the life of a young lady without having to do housework.

After the wet nurse died, the Ye family would send a maidservant who served the princess to deliver silver every year.

From then on, whenever someone came, Ye Qingyan was sent away, and the princess of the palace they saw was Ye Ziyan.

The night before Ye Qingyan's accident, she was carrying water back and happened to pass by Ye Sihai's house and heard a quarrel coming from inside the house.

Ye Sihai said angrily: "Look, I wanted to sell her to a brothel, but you refused to let me.

She is just a money-loser, eating and drinking for free."

Li Cuihua was so angry that her eyebrows stood up: "You damn old man, how much can such a small thing be sold for? Ten taels of silver is a big hurdle.

She will be a beauty when she grows up. If she is sold to a noble as a concubine, she can fetch several hundred taels of silver."

Ye Ziyan ate buns on the side and said, "That's right, mother is right. Only if I sell her for a good price can I have a dowry.

Li Cuihua picked up a bun, took a bite, and said, "Zi Yan, your mother has taught you to learn poetry, songs, calligraphy, and painting since you were young.

It's so that one day you can use Ye Qingyan's identity to return to the Zhennan Palace and become the princess."

Ye Ziyan's eyes sparkled, and she looked surprised: "Mom, do you think I can really go back to the palace?"

“Of course, everyone in the Zhennan Palace sees you, so good luck is ahead.

Then you will have a good marriage, even if you don’t marry a prince, you will marry into a wealthy family.”

Li Cuihua patted her hands and gave her a reassuring look: "When that dead girl was five years old, your mother and father had already burned away the birthmark on your arm with an iron.

Now only the scar remains, forming a butterfly mark on your arm."

"When will the palace come to pick up Ye Qingyan?"

"Originally, we planned to do it after I came of age, but the maid who came last time said that several princes in the palace have not yet come to marry. In order to find a powerful supporter, the palace is planning to arrange the marriage in advance and bring the person back."

"What if Ye Qingyan is blocking my way?"

Ye Sihai said bluntly: "When we come to pick you up, just send her out. From now on, we will call you Ye Qingyan so you can get used to it."

Ye Ziyan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and a faint sly smile appeared on her fair face.

She thought: My parents are too kind. If I want to prevent future troubles, I can only cut the weeds at their roots.

Otherwise, one day, the truth will be revealed, and that will be my death."

When Ye Qingyan heard this, her legs might have been a little numb from standing, and she accidentally bumped into a wooden stick.

There was a loud bang and the wooden stick fell to the ground.

Ye Qingyan's heart jumped out of her throat with fear, and she quickly hid behind the house.

When the people in the house heard the noise, Li Cuihua said, "Go and see if that damn girl is back. We must not let her hear these words."

Second Uncle walked forward and opened the door. He looked around and found no one.

"Meow……"

At the sound of a cat's meow, the uncle's face instantly turned ugly. He angrily cursed, "You dead cat, you scared me!

I thought that damn girl was back." Then he returned to the house cursing.

Ye Qingyan didn't dare to listen any further. She wanted to escape from this damn place as quickly as possible.

The next morning, Ye Sihai and his wife went to work in the fields.

Ye Ziyan saw Ye Qingyan coming back after she had just finished cutting grass for the pigs, so she came to her.

She stared, knocking on the ground with a wooden stick in her hand, and said in a bad tone: "Ye Qingyan, come with me to the mountain to collect herbs!"

Ye Qingyan looked at her timidly, and every time she was knocked, she trembled involuntarily.

After living under someone else's roof for so many years, she was already afraid of being beaten, so she could only follow Ye Ziyan's instructions and go up the mountain with her.

When they reached the top of the mountain, the scene at the beginning happened. She pushed Ye Qingyan off the cliff.

Thinking back to this, Ye Qingyan figured it out, and she came here from there.

She cursed angrily: "What kind of fucking people are these.

When I come down the mountain, it will be your turn to die!"

After saying these words, she felt a lot more relaxed.

She knew that it might be the long-held resentment of the original owner.

She thought: In Qingyang Sect, it’s not bad to be a mediocre and idle fish on the surface, but you must never stand out, otherwise whoever stands out first will die first.

Unconsciously, she felt sleepy and gradually closed her eyes.

In her dream, she saw her grandfather, who was holding her photo and sitting on the sofa crying.

"Qingyan, you left at such a young age, leaving me, your grandfather, to see you off at such an old age. I can't bear to see you go!"

After saying this, he burst into tears again.

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