Mo Qian then opened her eyes, and what came into view was a light gauze curtain draped with blue flowers. Turning her head, she saw the original owner's mother scolding Xiao Lian. From the original owner's memories, she knew what time it was.

"Mother, don't blame Xiaolian. I felt a bit stuffy at night, so I got up and opened the window. I didn't expect it to rain in the middle of the night, so I caught a cold. It has nothing to do with Xiaolian."

Mo Qian slowly sat up and spoke to Madam Wang, who was scolding Xiao Lian.

"Baochuan, you're awake? How are you feeling? Are you still unwell?"

Madam Wang was lecturing Xiaolian when she suddenly heard her daughter's voice. She stopped scolding Xiaolian and rushed to the bedside, her face full of worry.

"I'm fine. I feel much better. The medicine must be working. I feel much better now," Mo Qian said, pretending to be the original owner of the body as usual.

"That's good, that's good. You've been sick for so many days and haven't been eating properly. I'll have someone make you something light and bring it over so you can have some food."

Madam Wang touched Mo Qian's forehead and felt relieved when she realized it wasn't hot anymore. Then, remembering that Bao Chuan hadn't been eating well for several days, she hurriedly made arrangements.

"Xiao Lian, go to the kitchen and tell the staff to prepare some nutritious food suitable for Bao Chuan," Madam Wang instructed Xiao Lian, who was standing behind her.

"Yes, Madam, I'll go right away." Xiaolian saw that her young mistress's face had regained some color and she felt much better. Relieved, she smiled and went out to the kitchen.

"Mother, don't worry, I'm almost fully recovered. But you look a little tired." Mo Qian said with concern and a hint of heartache on her face.

"Mom is fine. I was just a little worried these past two days because you haven't gotten better. You'll be fine after a couple of days of rest."

Seeing Baochuan's distressed expression, Lady Wang felt much comforted. Baochuan had always been the most well-behaved child, more considerate than her two older sisters, and the youngest in the family, so she loved her the most.

This cold came on strong, and I worried for several days afterward. I couldn't eat or sleep well, and I felt like I had lost a lot of energy.

Now that Baochuan is better, I feel a sudden sense of relief.

"Mmm, Mother is still the best to me." Mo Qian imitated the original owner's coquettish manner.

"Is he the best in your father's eyes?" Madam Wang also had the idea to tease Baochuan.

"Hehe, Mother and Father are both well." Mo Qian leaned her head against Madam Wang's chest, just like the original owner, and said guiltily.

"You little rascal, your father was still thinking about you before he went to court. He knew you loved the white jade frost cake from the east of the city, so he said he would buy it for you after court, afraid that you might get sick and not eat properly and go hungry."

Madam Wang smiled helplessly and shook her head, then tapped Mo Qian's delicate nose with her finger.

"Ah, Father, you're so good to me, haha." Mo Qian's face was full of smiles.

The original owner's parents doted on their three daughters from a young age, and even more so on the original owner, because she was the youngest and also because she was born prematurely and had a delicate body.

Therefore, the original owner's older sister also indulged her, except for the second sister, Wang Yinchuan. Seeing the original owner being so favored, she felt somewhat resentful, but there was still sisterly affection between them.

The eldest sister, Wang Jinchuan, is gentle, dignified, virtuous, and kind; the second sister, Wang Yinchuan, is straightforward and outspoken.

However, the family was still very harmonious, mainly because Prime Minister Wang had no illegitimate sons or daughters or concubines. He cared deeply for his family.

Thinking of this, and of how the original owner and Prime Minister Wang severed their ties with a three-slap clap, one can only imagine how heartbroken and sad Prime Minister Wang and his wife must have been!

She felt contempt for Xue Pinggui and was disappointed in the original owner of the body.

How can we hurt our parents' feelings because of an outsider?

Xue Pinggui was cunning. He only stepped forward to save Wang Baochuan when she was in danger, dressed in fine clothes. If Wang Baochuan had been dressed plainly, would Xue Pinggui have saved her?

As a noblewoman from a prominent family, she received the best education from childhood, learning music, chess, calligraphy, and painting while also learning household management skills.

After all, Wang Baochuan was the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family, and the only men she could marry were members of the royal family or nobles of similar social standing to the Prime Minister's family. Her status was destined to be extraordinary, and at the very least, she would be the mistress of a household.

As a noble lady, she also needs to learn how to manage a household. How to make people listen to her and how to use both kindness and severity to make her subordinates loyal to her are essential lessons. After seeing Xue Pinggui save her, she should be thinking about how an assassin suddenly appeared when she was traveling.

As the third daughter of the Prime Minister's family, how could a thief possibly target her? Aren't they afraid of retaliation from the Prime Minister's family? Was the assassin's appearance an accident or deliberate? Why was it all such a coincidence?

Is someone trying to get close to me and my father by playing the hero and rescuing me, hoping to gain something from me, marry me, and then have my father help him get promoted?

Or perhaps a spy from an enemy country knows my identity and wants to use me to blackmail my father into doing something or to obtain some information?

An ordinary thief wouldn't have the guts to kill the three daughters of the Prime Minister's family; it would cause trouble. Instead, she thought Xue Pinggui was kind, brave, and a virtuous gentleman, and that she would marry no one but him!

The more Mo Qian felt the love and affection from Prime Minister Wang and his wife, the more she resented Wang Baochuan for her lack of ambition and became furious with Xue Pinggui.

Wang Baochuan was blinded by love, her brain must have been kicked by a donkey, that's why she abandoned her parents and her life of luxury to dig for wild vegetables that no one else was digging for, and she dug for a full eighteen years!

Only on her deathbed did she recall the past and feel deep regret. For a man, she had suffered eighteen years of hardship in a cold cave, and her father had almost been beheaded!

My family also suffered a lot, but all they got in return was eighteen days in the empress's seat!

"Miss, I've brought the food over. Get up and eat something." As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaolian came in carrying a food box, her voice filled with joy.

"Baochuan, get up and have some food, then rest well. Although you seem to be fine now, you should still rest for a couple more days to try to fully recover," Madam Wang said to Mo Qian.

"Yes, Mother, I will listen to you." Mo Qian then got up and dressed with Xiao Lian's help. Touching her fine clothes, she thought about how the original owner had worn coarse clothes for eighteen years and hadn't been willing to change into a new one for several years. How foolish she was!

Arriving at the dining table, I saw a table laden with expensive and nourishing dishes, clearly prepared with great care by the chef. It smelled delicious!

They all tasted incredibly delicious. Not to mention, in the original owner's memory, the wild vegetables in Wujiapo were bitter and astringent, making them difficult to swallow!

The original owner really had too many good days and brought trouble upon herself! Such comfortable clothes and delicious food couldn't stop her from being love-struck and going to dig for wild vegetables!

I'm just an ordinary person; I love fine clothes, jade hairpins, delicacies, and being waited on hand and foot.