The maidservant's words were true, but she embellished them a few times.

Mr. Bai frowned subconsciously, not noticing the maid's strange behavior.

Having lived a life of luxury for most of his life, he had never experienced being left out in the sun for an entire afternoon, and his frustration grew.

Adding to the mix was the youngest daughter's complaint: "My sister is so inconsiderate. She didn't even walk herself. What's so tiring about sitting in the carriage? She made us wait for so long."

Bai's mother gently patted her hand in a scolding tone: "You always talk too fast."

Although it was a complaint, Bai's mother secretly agreed with her youngest daughter's words.

A hint of displeasure flickered in his eyes.

No wonder she disliked her noisy eldest daughter; she wasn't happy even when they went to the manor. Her temperament is truly...

Mr. Bai did not nod, suppressing his inner annoyance, and said, "She is not in good health, let's wait."

Xiangling wondered if it was just her imagination, but after her young mistress had taken a nap, her beautiful face seemed to glow with health and beauty upon arriving in the capital. She was even more attractive than before. Although her face was still pale and weak, it was like a jewel that had been wiped clean of dust, shining even more brightly and exquisitely.

She unconsciously glanced at the young lady and started daydreaming.

An ordinary carriage drove into the Marquis of Weining's residence without attracting anyone's attention.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the carriage finally arrive.

If they wait any longer, it will get dark, and once the young lady arrives, they can go back to rest.

The people of the Marquis of Weining's mansion secretly peeked at the carriage bearing the Marquis of Weining's insignia, wondering what the eldest young lady, who was said to be the twin of the second young lady, looked like.

Could it be that she really looks exactly like the second young lady?

The father and mother, their hearts pounding with anxiety, approached.

A pretty, tall girl stepped out of the carriage, but she didn't resemble Bai Zhenzhu at all. She looked at Bai's father and mother warily, her rosy and fair face showing no signs of illness.

Bai Mengyin didn't look sickly at all; she was clearly very healthy. She was standing at the carriage door and wouldn't get off, so he mistook her for his eldest daughter. Bai's father frowned subconsciously and said, "Since you're back, get off quickly."

"Don't be so rude."

Seeing Bai's angry father, Bai's mother did not try to persuade him; she stood indifferently to the side.

Bai Zhenzhu looked at her unfamiliar older sister, whose face was pretty but not as pretty as hers, and felt relieved, no longer looking at the older sister.

Bai Wangsheng felt that his father's words were a bit excessive. His eldest sister had never returned to the capital and would not know those rules. He wanted to persuade her, but he shrank back when he saw his father's usual serious appearance.

Aunt Chen stared at the Marquis who was speaking, her mouth agape in astonishment: "But Master, that's not..."

Before Aunt Chen could explain, she was interrupted by another extremely beautiful voice.

A deathly pale hand reached out and was placed in Xiangling's already fair hand, as thin as a piece of crystal.

"Ahem, if a father doesn't like his daughter, why come to pick her up?"

“The daughter doesn’t want to upset her father for no reason.” Another woman in a white dress stepped forward.

Without anyone saying anything, her face, which resembled that of the second young lady, proved her identity.