The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

Madam Zhao smiled and glanced at her sideways.

"What misunderstanding could I possibly have about the second daughter? As long as you brothers and sisters are of one mind, respect your elders, and are of one heart and one mind, you will all have a good future. As the mistress of the house, I have nothing to hope for."

Li Anqi lowered her head and said gently.

"Yes, Anqi will follow Madam's teachings."

For more than ten days in a row, Madam Zhao took meticulous care of Li Baoqin, never leaving her side.

Li Baoqin's condition gradually improved, but it didn't seem like she was completely recovered; there was a feeling that something about her had changed.

The first snow of this winter arrived quietly at night.

After the morning light, everything was refreshed and covered in a layer of silvery white.

Li Anshu, in a playful mood, invited everyone to the Plum Garden Pavilion in the back garden to enjoy the snow.

Li Anqi took it upon himself to invite Li Baoqin as well.

The two, wearing fox fur cloaks, strolled side by side through the plum garden.

"I heard that you've been locking yourself in your room all day. Did you feel any better after coming out for a walk today?" Li Anqi asked.

Li Baoqin stood still, staring blankly at the pink plum blossoms blooming all over the branches above her head.

Li Anqi stayed with her, standing quietly for a while.

Li Baoqin lowered her head, raised her hand to look at the double fish bracelet on her wrist, and a trace of sorrow appeared between her brows.

"The next morning, I found the pair of gold bracelets under my pillow. It was my fault, I shouldn't have scared them, it's all my fault... I asked Caixia to send one hundred taels of silver to her brother, to try my best to give her a decent funeral, hoping to make up for her in some way."

Li Anqi knew that when Li Baoqin said "she," she was referring to Xiao Li.

"My sister is not actually a vicious person. It's just that as servants, they always take their masters' words as gospel, but Xiaoli mistakenly thought that the sky had fallen."

Li Anqi broke off a plum blossom branch, squatted down, dug through the snow, and placed the plum blossom in a snow pit.

Seeing this, Li Baoqin also squatted down and, together with Li Anqi, buried the plum blossoms with snow.

The two put their hands together, closed their eyes, and pretended to pray.

"May she rest in peace in the afterlife."

Li Anqi's voice was calm and compassionate.

Li Baoqin's originally restless and troubled heart gradually calmed down with Li Anqi's prayers.

Over at the pavilion, Li Anshu, Li Anhua, and Li Ancai, who were originally writing and painting, somehow started having a snowball fight.

Li Anshu and Li Anhua, each on their own side, playfully threw snowballs at each other.

Wearing a cotton-padded coat, Li Ancai looked like a little chubby boy, laughing as he ran after the two snowballs.

Upon seeing this, Li Anqi and Li Baoqin burst out laughing simultaneously.

Li Baoqin, having seen something, patted Li Anqi on the shoulder and then pointed to a secluded path in the northwest corner of the plum garden.

Fang'er was seen nervously passing by the plum garden, beckoning two servants to carry a wooden box.

"Isn't that Fang'er, the maidservant of my eldest sister-in-law? What are they doing so suspiciously?" Li Baoqin asked疑惑地.

Li Baoqin seemed to have thought of something and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be that they stole something from the manor?!"

Li Anqi shook his head: "My elder sister-in-law comes from the Zuo family, she would never do such a petty theft. Judging from the color and style of that box, it seems to be part of her dowry that was brought into the mansion on her wedding day."

Why did she secretly take her dowry out?... Is she short of money?

After saying that, Li Baoqin herself found it impossible and continued, "How could she be short of money?"

"Since entering the mansion, my elder sister-in-law has become increasingly haggard. I'm afraid she has her own difficulties."

After saying that, Li Anqi fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, a snowball flew from a distance.

It landed precisely on Li Anqi's shoulder, and Li Anqi was inexplicably splashed with snow.

Seeing his elder sister's rare moment of embarrassment, Li Anshu burst into laughter.

Li Anhua and Li Ancai also chuckled along.

Li Anqi suddenly scooped up a pile of snow and threw it on Li Baoqin's face, then ran towards Li Anshu and the other two, laughing as he ran.

"Alright, Shu'er, your older sister is going to teach you a lesson today, let's see if you're still so arrogant!"

Li Baoqin closed her eyes and wiped the snow off her face, but was hit by two snowballs thrown by Li Anhua and Li Ancai in succession.

"You dare to smash my elder sister? You've got a death wish!"

Li Baoqin curled the corners of her mouth and then joined the fray.

She endured several snowball attacks, then rolled a snowball the size of a basketball, held it on her head.

"Wow……"

Looking at the enormous snowball, Li Anshu, Li Anhua, and Li Ancai couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"Hehehehe... I'm here, prepare to die!"

Li Baoqin let out an evil laugh, chasing after the four people with a large snowball on her head, pretending to throw the snowball at them.

Laughter echoed throughout the plum garden.

Everyone's face was beaming with smiles, enjoying the simple joy that belongs only to siblings.

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, as usual, the farmers from the manor would come to deliver New Year's goods.

This year, only six trucks were parked at the East Corner Gate, and the amount of money paid was half that of previous years.

Li Anxiu asked the farmer, who only said that there had been a locust plague this year, and the harvest was generally poor.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Siyun immediately fainted and remained ill for seven or eight days until the New Year's Eve sacrificial ceremony.

When having a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve.

Unlike in previous years, when the whole family would sit together at a large mother-of-pearl inlaid table.

However, Zuo Siyun arranged a small wooden table next to the large table, specifically for the concubines and their wives to sit at.

Aunt Xia's expression was not good, but she didn't say anything more.

Aunt Gao spat in front of Zuo Siyun and muttered some curses, saying that someone looked down on people and didn't treat them like human beings.

When Li Miao and the old lady arrived, they looked slightly embarrassed.

"Siyun, what's the deal with this little table?" the old lady asked.

Zuo Siyun remained calm and spoke slowly.

"Reporting to the old lady, in previous years when Si Yun was in the Zuo family, every concubine's daughter was not allowed to sit at the table on the night of the family reunion."

Zuo Siyun smiled and continued.

"Si Yun considered that the family traditions of the Jingguo Mansion and the Zuo Mansion were different, so she specially added this small table for them to sit at, in order to show the benevolent and generous family tradition of our Jingguo Mansion."

Li Baoqin couldn't stand it anymore and said.

“In the past, regardless of the size of the banquet, the sisters and brothers in the mansion always sat together. Now, sister-in-law insists on distinguishing between high and low status, isn’t that contrary to the family tradition of our Jingguo Mansion?!”