"ah!"

As soon as Shen Jia opened her eyes, she saw a white object flying towards her. She subconsciously closed her eyes, screamed, and shrank back.

"Boom!"

The teacup hit the five-bat-patterned velvet rug in front of Shen Jia's knees, making a crisp cracking sound.

A broken fragment happened to fly over Shen Jia's hand, leaving a bloody mark on the back of his hand.

At this moment, a man suddenly roared in front of him, slamming the table, "You evil girl! You still dare to hide?

Cough cough cough! "

I suddenly became so angry that I couldn't stop coughing.

A gentle female voice advised, "Lord, calm down and don't do it. What if you get disfigured?"

Shen Jia immediately realized that something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw a bearded man wearing a green jade crown and a crimson brocade robe with wide sleeves, sitting on a rosewood armchair with a gloomy face.

At this moment, he looked obviously very angry, and a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes beside him was gently stroking his chest to help him breathe more smoothly.

Because of the backlight, Shen Jia couldn't see the faces of the two people clearly.

I just felt that the light here was a bit dim, with dark furniture and a landscape painting hanging in front of the hall. The only eye-catching thing was a few Guanyin vases decorated with flowers and birds.

Looking down, she saw that she was also wearing a light green waist-length skirt with a twined flower pattern, a goose yellow tube top, and an ivory white jacket.

Lord Song, who hadn't heard Shen Jia's reply for a long time, became even more furious, and his breathing, which had finally calmed down, began to quicken again.

This made the Marquis' wife, who had been serving on the side, start to feel resentful towards her fake daughter who had no good eyes.

But now she still had to smooth things over. She gently patted Marquis Song on the back, indicating that she would have to play the villain role next.

"Jiaer, I know you're feeling uncomfortable because of what happened recently.

The same is true for a mother. The daughter she has raised for more than ten years suddenly becomes someone else's wife. It is really hard to let go of this love.

Fu'er is a piece of flesh that fell from my body. I don't know how much suffering she has suffered in the past ten years. I am made of flesh and blood. You can definitely understand my feelings.

But things like today cannot happen again.

This time, it was your father who came forward and pleaded with the Third Prince, and only then was your life saved.

However, you can escape the death penalty, but you cannot escape the punishment of living punishment. You should go back to your biological parents for a while. When the storm has passed, your mother will take you back.

Okay?

After saying that, he picked up the handkerchief in his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes.

These words sounded sincere and if Shen Jia wasn't the person involved, he would also think they made sense.

Doesn’t this plot sound like the novel I read last night?

The prince and the real daughter of a poor marquis have a lingering love story. It seems that I should be the fake daughter.

Shen Jia tilted her head as if sensing something, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a woman in a light blue skirt sitting below. The glass hairpin on her head reflected the dazzling light, shining into her eyes.

It seems that today is the "Trial by Three Courts"!

I don’t know why the original body suddenly disappeared?

If she remembered correctly, the female supporting character Shen Jia in the book accidentally fell off her horse and died during the autumn hunt a month later.

Of course, she knew who caused Shen Jia to fall off his horse. She had read the book and knew the answer, but why did she come into the book at this time?

Now there are two paths before her.

1. Continue to stay in the Marquis’ Mansion.

Avoid the male protagonist's dissatisfaction with the female protagonist's identity that he had occupied for more than ten years and then killed her.

Wait for the opportunity to prevent the third prince from ascending the throne, find a powerful person to cooperate with, and then find a chance to break away from the control of the Marquis' Mansion.

Second, take this opportunity to successfully escape from the Marquis' Mansion.

He followed his biological parents into exile in the north, gathering strength to return for revenge.

The first one is that there is a high probability of death after one month.

The second is exile after three days. You may die on the road, or you may live well and continue to develop your power.

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.

Shen Jia decisively chose the latter path, but it was not so easy to make her obedient.

It is not her style as a social animal to make room for the male and female protagonists in such a shameful way, and let go of the couple from the Marquis Mansion who only want to suck the blood of the female supporting role.

Just to vent her anger for Song Jia from Changle Marquis Mansion, she couldn't help but come up with a plan.

On a bright face, crystal tears rolled down from the eyes. Shen Jia, who had always refused to show weakness in front of outsiders, also had tears in his eyes at this moment.

The tears fell onto the carpet in front of her and then disappeared.

This scene left the other three people confused.

Chen Fu, no, it should be Song Fu now, looked at Shen Jia, who had always been tough and refused to yield, and lowered his head in front of her. An unknown sense of complacency surged in her heart.

He raised his chin with an arrogant look, but turned around to see his parents who seemed to have relaxed.

“Cough cough cough!”

Song Fu suddenly coughed, looking extremely weak, her hands weakly supporting her upper body, completely destroying the atmosphere that Shen Jia had just created.

This made Mother Shen feel distressed, and her heart, which had almost softened just now, hardened again.

Shen Jia also knew that now was the best time. He straightened his back, gently wiped the tears from his face, and showed an expression of suppressing the pain in his heart.

He continued, "Actually, I didn't mean to bump into my sister at the garden party at the Yongchang Marquis's residence yesterday.

It’s just that my sister and I were standing by the lake at the time, and I happened to see the Third Prince, the Third Prince…”

Shen Jia glanced at the three people inadvertently, and sure enough, the fish was hooked.

Even Song Fu, who had always denied the relationship between the two, clenched her hands tightly together, and her handkerchief was wrinkled, wanting to know what she meant behind her words.

"The Third Prince is in the rockery in the garden behind my sister, and Miss Fu from the General's Mansion is also there.

I was just a little panicked when I saw it, and that’s why I accidentally bumped into my sister.”

After Shen Jia finished speaking, he watched the three people's faces change from red to blue and then to white, like a color palette. It was really interesting.

Do they still think that the third prince is in their pockets?

Little did they know that this Miss Fu is the most important female supporting role in this book?

Song Fu's family background is much worse than theirs!

Of course, no one doubted what he said. Who made the Third Prince appear so timely yesterday?

As soon as Song Fu fell into the water, she rushed over, and happened to rush over from the rockery. These words were just to disgust them first.

Looking at Song Fu, who still didn't know the true faces of her own parents, she burned a stick of incense for her in her heart and told her to wish her good luck in the future.

Never let it be discovered that you are of no use, otherwise you will be abandoned like yourself.

Now the three of them were completely confused by the information in Shen Jia's words.

Lord Song looked at the defeated Song Fu, then at the bright and stunning Shen Jia, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table.

He suddenly made a decision, stopped moving his fingers, and said in a condescending tone:

"Jia'er, it will only take ten days for your father to come and pick you up. Just think of it as a trip to the manor for fun."

With these words out, Shen Jia's return to his biological parents' home was a foregone conclusion.

However, everyone could see that he must have deleted a lot of time after Shen Jia spoke.

It seems that he is also re-evaluating the importance of Song Fu in the heart of the Third Prince.

Since she had already agreed with him, Shen Jia stopped arguing and replied crisply, "My daughter knows."

After finishing his household chores, Lord Song simply stood up and left, stroking his beard with a smug look on his face, and returned to the front yard to play with birds and admire paintings.

The Marquis's wife, who understood the Marquis's thoughts, waved to Nanny Yu beside her.

Nanny Yu immediately walked up to Shen Jia, supported her arms, and said, "Miss, this old servant has overstepped the bounds."

Then he helped Shen Jia, whose legs were sore, to sit down beside him. After he was done, he immediately returned to the Marquis's wife.

He is so discerning, no wonder he can live until the part he sees.

The Marquis's wife also sat on a chair, looking at the two of them, rubbing her swollen and painful solar plexus, and said:

"Fu'er, if you're not feeling well, go back and rest. Take the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician and you should be able to recover soon.

As for Jiaer, you go back and pack your luggage first. Your mother will take you out of the house tomorrow.

That's it. I'm tired, so I'll just go my separate ways."

Song Fu, who was already stunned by Shen Jia's news, had no intention of staying here any longer. She stood up and saluted, saying:

"Then my daughter will leave first. Mother, you should have a good rest."

After saying this, he turned and left with his maid.

Shen Jia, who finally felt his knees were better, didn't want to stay here any longer and was annoying, so he said weakly:

"My daughter, goodbye."

Remembering that there seemed to be a big maidservant here, she supported herself on the armrest with both hands, bowed and said goodbye, looking for familiar people in the darkness around her.

Seeing Shen Jia's unsteady body, a pretty and healthy woman immediately ran forward, supported Shen Jia's body, and walked towards the door.

I think this should be her loyal maid, Fuqiu.

Shen Jia was also deeply impressed by this loyal servant, so he said softly: "Fuqiu, let's go."

Looking at the weak young lady, Fuqiu felt distressed. The young lady had never been punished like this before. Recently, since the second young lady came back, such things began to happen frequently.

She felt uncomfortable when she thought of this, and walked out step by step, using herself as a young lady's crutch.

Suddenly, an emotionless voice came from behind them:

"Didn't I ask you to change your maid's name?

A little maid dares to offend the young lady's name. It seems that you still need to practice your skills in controlling others."

Shen Jia should have gotten used to this tone over the past decade, right?

Shen Jia paused, without looking back, and gently patted Fuqiu's hand to comfort her, and replied:

"My daughter knows about this and will take good care of her yard when she returns."

Then, under Fuqiu's guidance, he walked all the way back to his own yard.

Shen Jia's courtyard was not very big, because there were many family members in the marquis's mansion, and because she was the legitimate daughter, she had to live in a courtyard alone.

But it will definitely be lively here in the future. Aunt Yue has been coveting this yard for a long time, and Song Fu is now squeezed together with other people.

When the maids and servants in the yard saw Shen Jia coming back, no one came out to greet him. It seemed that this ability to adapt to the situation was a family tradition of the Marquis's Mansion.

When I walked into my room, it was bright and transparent, without many decorations, but every bottle and painting had its own charm.

Fuqiu helped Shen Jia sit down on the chair and said, "Miss, I'll go get the medicine and rub it on you. It will be pain-free by tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he walked to a cubicle and started looking for medicine.

Shen Jia sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the bronze mirror. The facial features were exactly the same as hers.

But her skin was smooth and delicate, her lips were naturally red, and she had almond eyes and rosy cheeks. She looked much more beautiful than before.

I was obviously still very young in my previous life and my career was on the rise, so why did they choose me to travel into the book?

Is it just based on a name???

After Fuqiu applied medicine to Shen Jia, she was asked to wait outside. She wanted to quickly sort out the memories in her mind, as she was still dizzy.

In this way, Shen Jia took advantage of the nap time to rest and merge his soul, body and memory.

Before I knew it, it was almost evening when I woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Fuqiu standing beside the bed, looking at him anxiously.

Shen Jia leaned against the pillow and asked in confusion:

"What happened?"

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Song Wan, who died due to the explosion of a pressure cooker in her own restaurant, was reborn as the green tea supporting actress in a rebirth novel.

This supporting female character pretends to be pitiful, wandering between various backups and trying to sow discord between the male and female protagonists.

After her rebirth, the heroine used her memories from her past life to crack the puzzles one by one. The supporting actress was no longer loved by her father, nor by her brother, and the Marquis's family also felt that she was so heartless.

When Song Wan came through the book, the female supporting character was already panicking and wanted to achieve her goal through improper means.

The heroine took advantage of the situation, but she never expected an accident to happen. Song Wan was lying on the same bed with the new top scholar. When Song Wan, who had vaguely come through, opened her eyes, she saw the disheveled man underneath her...

As a cousin fostered in the Marquis' Mansion (the heroine's home), Song Wan doesn't want to repay kindness with enmity, and she regards the previous events as a tit-for-tat.

Song Wan, who opened a restaurant in her previous life, wanted to show her skills in this era.

Breakfast: wonton, rice noodle rolls, soup dumplings...

For lunch, we had fish-flavored eggplant and Beijing-style shredded pork...

Hot pot, braised food, crayfish in the evening...

There are also cakes, milk tea and snacks that appear from time to time.

Watching someone lifting a ten-pound pot with one hand.

Tanhualang: Is this still the fragile Song Wan in our impression?

Brother: Sister, it’s mine!

Foodies: I don’t care about that. Boss Song, what new dishes have you developed recently?

The third place winner pushed everyone away, stood in front of Song Wan, held her hand tightly, and said with a flushed face: Madam, mine!