Early autumn, Huajing, the residence of the Minister of Revenue.
Maple leaves fluttered and fell, creating ripples on the green water in the pond of Jiangxuexuan.
Inside the gauze curtain, lying on the couch, Xue Zhiyi never thought that he would wake up again, let alone that he would go back to the year before the Xue family was ransacked.
But she had clearly died in the Dali Temple prison...
I can still vaguely hear Fu Rongxin's gentle voice in my ears.
"Xue Zhiyi, you have occupied the position of the Xue family's legitimate daughter for long enough."
In her previous life, there were some things that she didn't know the truth about until she was dying.
The real daughter of the Xue family is not her, but her brilliant, gentle and charming cousin, Fu Rongxin, the most beautiful woman in Linzhou.
The one who planned all this was not someone else, but the Xue couple, whom she had always regarded as her biological parents.
They went through so much trouble simply because Fu Rongxin was a phoenix that only appears once in a thousand years, a true phoenix that could lead the entire Xue family to great success!
Unfortunately, this phoenix has an evil spirit, which is extremely dangerous. If it can't survive, it will be trapped in the mire and ruined.
If you can get through it, you will be like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, which is priceless.
Of course, the Xue family was unwilling to take this risk. After much thought, they came up with a good way to deceive the gods.
So she, Xue Zhiyi, an orphan girl of unknown origin, was chosen to be a scapegoat to shield Fu Rongxin, the high and mighty phoenix, from the inevitable disaster in her fate.
Fu Rongxin was raised by her uncle as a concubine of the Fu family.
So in her previous life, when the Xue family was convicted of a crime and searched, she was punished to become an official prostitute, and was forced to prostitute herself in Chunfeng Tower, where she suffered the humiliation.
It was she who endured humiliation for three years and found evidence to clear the Xue family's grievances.
But in the end, the Xue family was vindicated, and it was the cousin Fu Rongxin who was brought back as a daughter of the Xue family.
And Xue Zhiyi, the scapegoat who was there to ward off disaster, was no longer any use and was left with no way out but death.
So one night, Xue Zhiyi, who was waiting for her family to take her back, only to see a guest die in her room.
And she had no way to defend herself.
In the last month of her previous life, her appearance was disfigured, her spine was broken, and she was imprisoned in the Dali Temple, like mud.
And Fu Rongxin, who was like a fairy descended from the world, forever pure and beautiful, untainted by dust, looked down at him from above, and let someone end her life with a white silk...
Xue Zhiyi stared at the bed curtain in a daze, his slender fingers that had not yet been broken tightly grasped the quilt, his knuckles turned white and trembled slightly.
The heart-wrenching pain and humiliation before her death in her previous life seemed to crush her.
"Miss...Miss?"
The call from the person beside the bed brought her back to her senses.
Xue Zhiyi's red eyes were filled with resentment and hatred, but only the burning tears made her feel that she was still alive.
The three years in Chunfeng Tower taught her how to hide her emotions.
She raised her eyebrows for just a moment before she restrained her expression.
I saw a woman dressed as a servant at the bedside. She had entered the room at some point. The old woman was short and plump, and her face was full of flattery: "Miss, are you still feeling unwell?"
"Mom Qiao, what's wrong?" Without answering her question, Xue Zhiyi just wiped away his tears and asked her calmly.
Mother Qiao was completely oblivious to Xue Zhiyi's abnormality and simply said, "I'm glad the young lady is alright. Madam has just punished the second young lady and will be visiting her soon."
Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi's eyes darkened. The moment of her rebirth was when she was sixteen years old in her previous life and fell into the pond after an argument with her half-sister.
And Fu Ling, her mother, was just like in her previous life. The first thing she did after she fell into the water was not to come and see her, but to impatiently punish the concubine's daughter whom she had always disliked.
If she were Fu Rongxin, would Fu Ling still do this?
Thinking about it this way, she was really stupid in her previous life. Fu Ling's acting skills were so bad, and she didn't realize until her death that she was not Fu Ling's biological daughter.
Seeing Xue Zhiyi in a daze again, Mother Qiao was still fiddling with the things on her dressing table.
With her back to Xue Zhiyi, Mother Qiao calmly hid a jade hairpin, which she seldom wore, into her sleeve.
Then, pretending nothing had happened, he chattered on and on: "Madam really loves the young ladies. She was furious about this. The second young lady initially refused to admit it, insisting that it was you, the third young lady, who fell into the water. But after Madam's interrogation, she finally confessed."
"Is this Mother Qiao's first day working in the mansion?" Xue Zhiyi's voice suddenly rang out.
Mother Qiao was also startled. Feeling guilty, she clutched her sleeves and turned around quickly, not understanding the meaning of the words for a moment.
Xue Zhiyi had sat up without her noticing. Her gentle and graceful features were calm and composed. "Talking about the master in private like this, I don't know what kind of family rules this is."
Mother Qiao's smile froze on her face. Seeing that Xue Zhiyi hadn't noticed her sneaky behavior, she breathed a sigh of relief. She groaned, "Didn't this old slave only dare to say these things to the young lady behind closed doors?"
"If you plot against my second sister behind closed doors, then when we go out, won't you plot against me too?" Xue Zhiyi's tone was still calm, but for some reason, it always carried a chilling sense of oppression.
Mother Qiao didn't know what was wrong with the third young lady. She was clearly the one who got along the most with the second young lady, but now she was defending the second young lady for no reason.
But she could only plead for mercy: "Miss, you are right. I am just a vulgar woman with a mouth that talks nonsense. Miss, please don't bother with me."
Xue Zhiyi frowned and said nothing.
This old guy relied on the fact that he was assigned by Fu Ling and was used to speaking in a pretentious manner. Not only that, the old guy was also the person Fu Ling left by her side to monitor her.
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