Reincarnated as the Abandoned Daughter of a Marquis's Mansion: I Take Control of My Life

"He is indeed not your biological brother; he is your half-brother." —The old lady of the Duke's mansion

Upon hearing the old lady's words, everyone stared in astonishment.

Li Yanche asked incredulously, "Grandmother, how is this possible? Why have you been keeping it from us all this time?"

In Li Yanche's memory, his aunt doted on her son Su Jianguo and did everything for him personally.

Li Yanche then looked at his mother and father, seeing that they were both calm and composed. They must have known all along.

Su Yinyin wondered to herself, "Who did my mother offend? Her children are all having such bad luck, some dying, some being framed."

Su Yue was simple-minded and didn't understand the intricacies of the situation; she just felt that things within a large family were too complicated.

The old lady sighed and slowly said, "The events of that year were complicated and difficult to explain. I didn't want to reveal them, after all, they were your mother's beloved children."

But when Yinyin got into trouble, this older brother not only didn't protect her, but also despised her just like everyone else.

Even after Yinyin's terrible ordeal, he never wrote to us to clarify things, and instead kept things from us, hoping to gain more benefits from the Duke's mansion.

Su Yinyin frowned, silently considering the pros and cons and the possibilities involved. "Grandmother, tell me the specifics. I remember my wet nurse saying that when Mother gave birth to my brother, she also suffered severe bleeding...?"

The old lady sighed and said, "Your mother did have severe bleeding when she gave birth to your brother. However, your uncle invited a royal physician to guard her outside, so your mother's life was not in danger."

Seeing Su Yinyin frowning in thought, the old lady knew what she was thinking and said, "Your mother is surrounded by trusted confidants who were part of the Marquis's household during her dowry. It's impossible for anyone to betray your mother."

But just as your mother finished her postpartum confinement, your father brought home a boy who was about the same size as your brother.

In order to get your mother to help take care of the child, your father said that the child was the son of his friend, who had passed away and entrusted the child to his father on his deathbed.

Your mother, being kind-hearted, agreed. However, your older brother's health deteriorated, requiring daily medication, while the child's health improved.

Your brother died before he was three months old. Your mother was devastated.

Your father never disclosed your brother's death to the public. Everyone assumed your mother's children were alive and well.

We were all filled up too. After that, your father often brought that child over to keep your mother company. Gradually, that child became your mother's pillar of support.

When your father saw that the time was right, he lied to your mother, saying that a friend's child was too pitiful and he wanted to have the child fostered under your mother's name.

Your mother felt sorry for the child, and since she had just lost your brother and felt a connection with this child, she agreed to help.

Your mother thought your father said he wanted to adopt this child! Little did she know that behind her back, he officially registered the child in the family genealogy, making him your mother's son.

Although your mother felt it was inappropriate, it was too late. She had no choice but to agree.

But the more this child grows, the more he resembles your father; their features are practically identical. Rumors begin to circulate in the household, with people saying that he is indeed your father's true son.

Although your mother had her doubts, she never thought much of it. Until one day, your father actually wanted to transfer part of the family property to that child's name.

Your mother then realized something was wrong and secretly investigated, only to discover that the current Su Jianguo was your father's biological son. He was born to your father and his lover. That woman died from postpartum hemorrhage after giving birth.

After your mother discovered the truth, she confronted your father. Your father knelt down and begged for the woman's forgiveness, lying that she had taken advantage of him while he was drunk.

Your father said he was afraid your mother would be heartbroken, so he tried everything to get rid of that woman. But before she even left, she told your father that she was pregnant.

They had no choice but to give birth to the child. Their plan was to send the child and the woman away after the birth, but unexpectedly, the woman suffered a massive hemorrhage and died! Left with no other option, they had to take the child back home.

Su Yinyin asked, "Mother just forgave her like that?"

The old lady said, "What else can we do? Your mother raised that child until he was five years old before discovering the truth. Besides, she was already pregnant with you at that time."

Su Yinyin bit her lip, her eyes filled with resentment. "Mother is too kind, but how can we let it go after Su Jianguo and Father have deceived us like this?"

The old lady sighed and gently stroked her hand, "Yinyin, don't be angry."

Su Yinyin then asked, "Grandmother, do you think Su Jianguo knew about this?"

"They probably know, but they don't know when they will find out."

Su Yinyin seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Grandmother, is it true that my older brother died young?"

The old lady's eyes dimmed, and she slowly said, "It was indeed said that she died young back then, and we saw the body, but now that I think about it, there must be another hidden story."

Su Yinyin clenched her fists. "Grandmother, does my brother have any special markings?"

The old lady pondered for a moment and said, "Your brother has a red mole on the palm of his left hand."

Upon hearing the old lady's words, something seemed to flash through Su Yinyin's mind, something she couldn't quite grasp.

Su Yinyin suddenly slapped her head, "I remember now, no wonder, no wonder...!"

Seeing Su Yinyin's actions, everyone asked with concern, "What's wrong, Yinyin?"

"Is something wrong?"

Seeing the happy looks on everyone's faces, Su Yinyin quickly waved her hand and explained, "No, I'm not feeling unwell. I just thought of some clues about my brother."

"What clue?" the old lady asked excitedly.

"Well, let's not talk about it until Yinyin is sure, so as not to spoil the mood." Su Yinyin seemed to have thought of something and added, "Tomorrow, we should know the result tomorrow."

"So fast?" Everyone was surprised. What kind of speed was that?

Su Yinyin clenched her fist. "If my brother really didn't die, then the Marquis of Yongyi's mansion is quite cunning. I wonder if my grandmother was involved? This Marquis of Yongyi's mansion is really too lively!"

Duchess, "Yes, if your brother hadn't died, then why would Marquis Yongyi have done this? His own son, that's his own son!"

Su Yinyin said with a smile, "No matter what they want to do now, with me here, they can't do anything! However, before we can confirm whether my brother is still alive, let's stay at the Marquis's residence for a few more days."

I want to leave everything they care about to my brother, including the Marquis's mansion.

"Yinyin, don't rush this matter, you must...!" the old lady instructed.

“Grandmother, don’t worry, I’m not a reckless person! You know my strength.” Su Yinyin gently patted the old lady’s hand to comfort her, then turned to the Duchess and said, “Uncle, Aunt, please tell everyone that your niece has returned.”

"Yinyin, what do you mean by this?" the Duchess asked.

"Uncle, Aunt, you just need to do as I say. I have my own plans." Although the Duchess was full of doubts, she nodded in agreement.