When Beiping Hou came back, he only thought that Bei Yutang was unreasonable and brainless, and refused to correct her mistakes. Instead of standing up for her, he scolded her and punished her to kneel in the ancestral hall.
After all, he had seen that poem a long time ago, so he naturally believed Bei Nianjin.
When talking about the reason why Bei Nianjin borrowed the poems written by the original owner, Bei Yutang found it a bit ridiculous.
This is what Bei Nianjin told himself when he embezzled the funds.
A vicious woman like Bei Yutang was unworthy of these poems and songs. She wanted to use Bei Yutang's poems to ruin her reputation. This way, revenge would be even more satisfying.
He claimed it was revenge, but in fact he was plagiarizing the original owner's poems and found a high-sounding excuse for himself.
Use the original owner's things to ruin the original owner's reputation and make her famous as a talented woman.
She calculated very well!
From this point of view, Bei Yutang had to admire her shamelessness. Originally, her past life experience made Bei Yutang sympathize with her, but after reading all the information, that sympathy disappeared.
She didn't rely on unknown abilities to wantonly frame others. Now that she was here, she wanted to see if she could continue to be so proud.
"Miss, Miss." Xiao Mohua's voice came from the window again.
Bei Yutang handed her the empty plate and brought in the cloak she had brought.
"Miss, don't be afraid. I will be here with you." Xiao Mohua held onto the edge of the window, stood on tiptoe, and said to Bei Yutang in the house.
Bei Yutang looked at the petite, pink-faced maid and said with a smile, "No need. Go back to sleep. If others see me later, my father will punish me again."
The little girl thought about it and looked at her with a worried look on her face, "Then, then I'll leave."
"Well, go back and rest."
Bei Yutang, wrapped in a windbreaker, spent her first night in this world in this cold ancestral hall.
The next morning, when Bei Yutang heard footsteps outside, he immediately woke up, stuffed his cloak under the altar, blushed his face, and fell to the cold ground.
When several servants opened the door of the ancestral hall and saw the eldest daughter lying on the ground, they were all panicked.
"Hurry up and send the young lady back to the yard, and go get a doctor." Nanny Lin said to the maid behind her.
Bei Yutang closed her eyes and let the people below carry her into her boudoir.
Xiao Mohua looked at her master on the bed, her eyes slightly red, and she said in a choked voice, "Miss, please don't be in any trouble. It's all my fault. I should have stayed outside."
Bei Yutang took advantage of the fact that no one was around and reached out to pinch her little hand. The little girl opened her eyes and opened her mouth to shout out a word.
"ah!"
What he was about to say came to an abrupt halt when he saw Bei Yutang making a gesture to keep quiet.
Bei Yutang blinked playfully at the little girl, and she immediately understood.
He Xiang came over and asked, "What were you yelling about just now? The young lady is still sick and needs some quiet time. You'd better stop serving here and go to the kitchen to see if the medicine is ready."
Mo Hua nodded timidly, "Oh."
He Xiang glanced at Bei Yutang who was still sleeping on the bed, then turned and left.
"Madam." He Xiang, who had just walked into the outer room, greeted the visitor respectfully when she saw him.
Bei's mother hurried into the room and rushed to Bei Yutang's bedside, "My poor daughter."
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