After her transformation and rebirth, she manipulates the innocent and ruthless to overthrow the wor

Xia He was exceptionally beautiful, with a delicate nose and slightly upturned lips, exuding a gentle aura even when she wasn't smiling. Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and her gaze seemed to hold the warmth of spring, so gentle that one couldn't help but want to get closer.

Whether speaking softly or remaining silent, her expression always exudes a reassuring tranquility, as if it can soothe all the anxiety and unease in the world.

In her past life, Xia He accompanied her to the Marquis's mansion as a dowry maid. It was precisely this beauty and gentleness that became her downfall, leading to her being utterly and tragically harmed by the scoundrels of the Marquis's household…

Looking back now, Xiao Ran felt a deep sense of guilt.

A woman's beauty is never her fault; the fault lies with those wolves with ill intentions, with those beasts who treat women as playthings, with...

Xiao Ran failed to protect the people around her.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran's gaze gradually darkened, the long-suppressed anger and regret in her heart intertwined. In this life, she would never let anyone hurt the people she cherished again, and she would never let tragedy repeat itself.

Xia He seemed to notice the change in Xiao Ran's emotions, but she didn't say anything. She simply smiled slightly and pointed to a spot not far away, saying:

“Girl, look! There are so many flowers there, and so many colors…” Her voice was light and cheerful, as if she wanted to dispel the gloom that had just passed.

After saying that, she seemed to be attracted by something and quickly ran towards the flower bushes, her figure moving nimbly among the flowers.

Xiao Ran came to her senses and realized that they had unknowingly left the main courtyard and arrived at an unfamiliar place.

She looked around, somewhat surprised.

Although she used to be playful, she never dared to wander around the mansion, especially in such a secluded courtyard. The flowers and plants here were lush, yet they exuded a cold and aloof atmosphere, as if few people had ever set foot here.

The flowerbeds in the courtyard weren't as meticulously trimmed as those in the main courtyard; instead, they had a touch of wild charm. Several camellias were in full bloom, their red and white petals still glistening with morning dew. In the corner, a few clusters of wintersweet quietly blossomed, their pale yellow flowers trembling slightly in the cold wind, emitting a faint fragrance.

Xiao Ran suddenly felt a sense of curiosity; she seemed to have never seen this place before.

As Xiao Ran was lost in thought, she suddenly felt a weight on her head. She turned around and saw that Xia He had made a flower wreath and gently placed it on her head.

"So beautiful..." Xia He gazed at her intently, her eyes filled with tenderness and joy.

She gently took Xiao Ran's hand, her voice soft yet sincere: "Miss, I am not as clever as Chun Tao, and I don't know how to make you happy. But in this world, no one wants you to live a happy life more than I do."

As she spoke, her eyes gradually reddened, tears welling up but stubbornly refusing to fall.

She lowered her head, her voice choked with emotion: "If it weren't for you, Miss, I might have died in the street long ago, or been violated... I know all this in my heart. To me, you are like my second parents. If one day I can no longer serve you, I will have no complaints."

She looked up, tears finally streaming down her face, but with a relieved smile:

"Because I know that on that day, I must have repaid your kindness properly."