The legitimate daughter returns, and everyone in the Marquis's mansion regrets and begs for for

She wouldn't just sit and wait to die. She would work hard, learn martial arts as soon as possible, and escape this hellish place as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, her eyes hardened. She absolutely could not let this boy who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere lead her by the nose, otherwise it would only make things more tragic for her.

She silently recited the incantation in her mind, circulated her internal energy, and began to practice martial arts.

"Hmph, how laughable," she thought disdainfully, then mustered her courage and continued to speak her mind: "This Marquis's mansion is nothing but a prison, yet those fools treat it like paradise. There's absolutely no way they'll make me stay here obediently as their puppet!"

She gritted her teeth and thought to herself: One day, I must leave this place, return to the modern world, and see my parents and my sister.

Just then, a soft cough sounded outside the door, and an old voice reached her ears.

"Young Miss, the Marquis has asked you to rise."

Su Muya recognized the maid's voice, so she quickly got up, washed up, changed into a simple dress, styled her hair in a simple bun, and went out of the room.

This is a quaint courtyard with rows of bamboo surrounding the walls. The environment is beautiful, quiet, and peaceful, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Guided by her maid, Su Muya walked through a long corridor and entered an exquisite and elegant pavilion.

Inside the attic were two side rooms, each furnished with an eight-immortal table, a pear wood chair, and a writing desk. An elderly man with white hair sat at the writing desk, reading a book.

"Greetings, Father." Su Muya bowed gracefully to the ground and greeted him respectfully.

The old man looked up at her, then asked expressionlessly, "Do you know your crime?"

"I don't know," Su Muya said meekly, her head bowed.

"Fine!" The old man's tone was filled with anger. "Ignorance is no excuse, and I'll let you off this time since this is your first offense."

"Thank you, Father, for sparing my life." Su Muya breathed a sigh of relief, but her face showed a look of fear and trepidation.

The old man put down his book. "From now on, you will stay in the Marquis's mansion and serve me well. If you do anything wrong, I will not forgive you lightly."

Upon hearing this, Su Muya was overjoyed; she no longer had to worry about being sold by this old man.

The old man stood up, walked to the window, pushed open the carved window with dragon patterns, and looked into the courtyard.

The leaves in the courtyard have turned yellow, the branches are lush and verdant, and beneath the lush foliage is a pool of emerald green, where lotus flowers bloom delicately and the water ripples.

Su Muya followed the old man's gaze and couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

Beside the pond, there was a vegetable garden filled with all sorts of fruits and vegetables, a truly delightful sight.

"Do you know what kind of dish that is?" the old man suddenly turned and asked.

Su Muya shook her head.

The old man sighed, "That's a local specialty from my hometown, called 'green vegetable.' My hometown's vegetable gardens are full of this vegetable. If you could taste it, you'd definitely love it."

"Really?" Su Muya asked excitedly. "Father, could you tell me what kind of vegetable this is?"

“The green vegetables are called ‘qingcai’,” the old man said, pointing to a clump of lush green vegetables by the pond. “Every few days, someone will bring fresh vegetables here for the maids and servants in the mansion to pick, so that the vegetables can stay as fresh as possible.”

Upon hearing this, Su Muya immediately asked, "May I try some?"

“Of course, go ahead and pick them.” The old man pointed to the pond and nodded slightly. “If you like them, pick as many as you like.”

"Thank you, Father." Su Muya was overjoyed.

Just as she took a step closer to the pond, she heard footsteps approaching. In her line of sight, she saw two maids and a handsome man dressed in a black brocade robe.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had fair skin, a tall and slender figure, and exquisite and perfect features. He looked gentle and refined, and his temperament was elegant, giving people a feeling of warmth and comfort.

"Greetings, Madam." He bowed respectfully, his voice gentle.

"No need for formalities." The old lady smiled kindly, looked at Su Muya, and asked, "This young lady must be Miss Su?"

“Exactly.” Su Muya nodded. “Greetings, Madam.”

"Please have a seat, Miss Su," the old lady said.

"Thank you, Madam Xie."

"This old servant will go prepare tea for Miss Su," the old lady instructed the maid, then added, "Would Miss Su like to check on the vegetables first?"

"Thank you for your trouble, Madam."

The old lady smiled slightly, walked to a counter, opened it, took out a package, and handed it to Su Muya. "These are things I picked myself; Miss Su can eat them."

Su Muya took the bag, opened it, and found boxes of beautifully colored rouge inside.

"Thank you, Madam."

Su Muya took the items from the old lady's hands and then withdrew.

"Su Muya, I don't care who sent you, nor do I care what deep-seated hatred you have for the young lady, but I warn you, if you dare to harm my granddaughter, don't blame me for turning my back on you." The old lady stood by the window and snorted coldly.

As soon as Su Muya returned to her room, she heard a knock at the door. "Miss, the Old Madam sent someone with some things. I've come to deliver them to you."

Su Muya replied, "Come in."

A maidservant carrying a tray came in from outside the door.

"This servant has brought you rouge and face powder, Miss. Please take a look." The maid placed the tray on the table and presented the rouge and face powder with both hands.

Su Muya glanced at the rouge and face powder on the tray, feeling somewhat puzzled. Could this be the so-called punishment?

"These things were sent by the old lady. I thought that you might need them, so I accepted them on your behalf. Please don't mind," the maid explained, observing the maid's expression.

Su Muya shook her head. "Why would I mind? I'm just curious why they sent me such an expensive gift."

"Miss, you may not know this, but the old lady's daughter-in-law is pregnant and needs to nourish her body. Therefore, she asked our household to prepare a batch of the finest rouge and face powder especially for her."

"I see." Su Muya suddenly understood. "Miss, please try it on and see if it suits you?" "Yes." Su Muya nodded, took a bottle of rouge from the tray, and gently sniffed it, immediately smelling a faint, delicate fragrance. "If you like it, Miss, I'll go get you some more."

"No need," Su Muya waved her hand. "I already like it very much." "Miss is such a kind person. If Master knew how insightful Miss is, he would definitely be very happy." "I don't know what kind of person Master is," Su Muya said calmly.