Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Ripples gently spread across the lotus pond.

As soon as Granny Sun finished speaking, Shao Mingzhu's body trembled slightly.

She quickly lowered her eyes, hiding the disgust surging within them—just thinking about her father's shameful behavior of constantly surrounded by women made her feel nauseous.

Almost instinctively, she blurted out, "No, I'm not going."

“Now his heart and eyes are filled with those vixens from Yishoutang, and their bastards. How can he care about the children born to his wife?” Shao Mingzhu’s voice was dry.

My second brother was our parents' favorite. For him, they were willing to risk the crime of deceiving the emperor to hide the truth from him.

But what about now? Does that couple still remember their second brother and Yuan'er who were left behind?

She was never as favored as her second brother before, and now that her father has a beautiful concubine and a young son, how could he possibly remember his own daughter?

I'm afraid that if I go there, I won't get any good results, and I'll probably get scolded instead.

more importantly--

“She is still my mother. If Father finds out that she… has done such a disgraceful thing, he will be furious and divorce her, or even kill her…”

Shao Mingzhu clutched the handkerchief tightly:

"How could I, as a daughter, just stand by and watch all this happen?"

That shameless woman yelled and cursed at her for some random man, but Shao Mingzhu didn't care whether she lived or died.

But if something happens to her and it affects my reputation, that would be absolutely unacceptable.

Seeing this, Granny Sun sighed softly, slowly approached Shaomingzhu, and whispered, "..."

"If the old Marquis doesn't want this scandal to spread far and wide, and to lose face for himself and the Marquis's mansion, he will naturally handle this matter quietly without you having to lift a finger, Miss."

"Then, wouldn't the old lady's dowry naturally fall into your hands?"

After all, from ancient times to the present, if a wife passes away and has biological children, her dowry belongs to the children; if she has no children, she will return to her parents' home.

As long as the old Marquis is still of sound mind, he would never give away those valuables to the Li family (the old lady's maternal family) for nothing.

Seeing that Shaomingzhu seemed somewhat hesitant, Granny Sun continued:

"Now that the second young master has been expelled from the Marquis's mansion, the things in the old lady's hands should rightfully belong to the Marquis and the young lady."

"The Marquis owns the entire Jingyuan Marquisate. If he doesn't want to be gossiped about, he certainly won't compete with the young lady for her dowry."

After hearing these words, Shao Mingzhu finally reluctantly agreed to go.

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However, as Shao Mingzhu led her maids and servants to the outside of Yishou Hall, before they could even cross the threshold, a sweet yet sharp voice drifted over:

"Oh, who is it? It's Miss! What brings you here so eagerly? Master has already given instructions that no guests are to be received today."

A concubine dressed in a rose-red silk dress stood gracefully in the doorway, one hand on her waist, her not-so-obvious belly protruding.

Her eyes were full of contempt, and a mocking smile played on her lips. Behind her were two old women who acted like bullies.

"How dare you! Where did this vixen come from, you're tired of living, daring to block my way?"

Upon seeing this, Shao Mingzhu was immediately enraged and kicked the flower stand beside her. The crisp sound of the porcelain vase shattering startled the birds under the eaves.

Her bright red-painted fingertips jabbed straight at the concubine's brow, and she said in a voice as loud as thunder:

"Get out of here right now! If you don't get out of the way, I'll tear that seductive face of yours to shreds!"

"Hmph, what a boastful tone!"

The concubine raised her eyebrows sharply, sneered, and instead of backing down, she stretched out her hand to block his path:

"How dare you be so rude to me? Don't you even know who's in charge here at Yishou Hall?"

……

The two argued back and forth, and the argument became increasingly heated.

Suddenly, a fierce glint flashed in the concubine's eyes. She raised her hand and slapped Shao Mingzhu hard across the face with a crisp "smack".

The crisp sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet courtyard, like a thunderclap, startling the surrounding air as if it had frozen.

"How dare you hit me?" Shao Mingzhu covered her face, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Although she was not as favored by her parents as her second brother, she had never suffered such humiliation since childhood.