Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Chapter 2 Rebirth

As soon as we entered Mengdong, the green brick and white tiled Yunquan Villa on the outskirts of Beijing was surrounded by red maples all over the mountains and plains.

When you are in it, you feel like a sea of ​​flowers.

"Miss, Madam Zhao's side is here."

Qiu Yun opened the door and saw her young lady sitting in front of the carved bronze mirror again. She sighed, leaned over and picked up the peach wood comb with clusters of carved flowers from the carved dress box.

The girl in the carved bronze mirror has a beautiful face and picturesque eyebrows, but her frown makes her appearance a bit sadder.

These days, the lady always sits in front of the dowry in a daze.

Qiu Yun combed her black hair, and she felt a little depressed, but she still persuaded her: "After all, the Duke is still thinking about the young lady. No, now he has sent people to invite her three or four times, and the young lady doesn't care.

Now that you are getting angry with the Duke, it is inappropriate for you to stay here all the time now that you are old. It is better to go back home first."

Five years ago, the late wife passed away, and the young lady had been ill on and off for three months. She had consulted countless famous doctors in the capital, but nothing could be done. Later, the Duke of Guo invited a Taoist priest from somewhere.

The Taoist priest said bluntly that the young lady should leave the capital and observe mourning for her mother for five years before she can return home, otherwise her life would be in danger.

Later, she accompanied the young lady to Yunquan Villa, and the young lady's health was really getting better day by day.

But in all these years, the Duke of Guo has never come to see the young lady once.

I'm afraid that the young lady is resentful of the Duke.

Now that the five-year period has expired, the Duke has also sent someone to pick him up, but the young lady is so angry that she refuses to go back.

The Aunt Zhao who came today is the housekeeper of the step-brother of the Duke of Guo.

Song Jinyue looked at the familiar face in the carved bronze mirror, feeling a little melancholy.

She was reborn...

He was reborn before anything happened to his close relatives.

"Let Aunt Zhao know and we will leave for home tomorrow."

Qiu Yun's expression froze. Is the lady willing to go back?

But why is there such a big change before and after?

A few times before, the steward of the Duke's Mansion came to invite him, but the young lady ordered him to kick him out, but now he actually agreed?

Without thinking too much, Qiu Yun smiled happily and responded hurriedly: "My servant, I will go and inform Aunt Zhao right now."

After finishing her words, she placed the peachwood comb decorated with richly carved flowers on the carved dowry and walked out of the house briskly.

Song Jinyue slowly stood up and walked to the carved window. She gently pushed open the carved window with her bare hands. The breeze hit her face, and a strand of hair on her temples was blown behind her shoulders, revealing a piece of snow-white and tender neck.

A pair of apricot eyes are sparkling, like a deep mountain spring.

Looking at the bright red maple leaves in the back mountain, the wind blows slowly.

The white jade hand stretched out the carved window and took a maple leaf that slipped from the bluestone carved beam like cicada wings. The maple leaf fell steadily into the delicate palm. Song Jinyue looked at the maple leaf and murmured in her heart.

In this life, she must protect her loved ones!

He Yuan frame...

Thinking of this, she clenched her palms tightly, and the maple leaves in her palms immediately fell into pieces.

Spreading it out again, the palms were filled with finely chopped maple leaves.

His eyes were full of disgust, and he raised his hand casually, and the fine maple leaves turned into flying catkins, drifting to nowhere with the gentle evening breeze.

Just after closing the carved window, I remembered a burst of laughter outside the door.

"The second young lady is willing to go back home, which saves the Duke and his wife from having to sleep and eat uneasily in the capital all day long."

What caught the eye was a woman wearing a dark purple double-breasted Confucian coat and a dark purple skirt. The skirt was embroidered with large clusters of flowers.

Looking up, he saw a smile on his wrinkled face, but there was a hint of disdain hidden in his eyes.

If it hadn't been for the Duke's words, how could she have come to this place to suffer with her old bones that were about to fall apart? It wasn't because of protecting the wife's reputation that she had to suffer this fate.

Otherwise, who would want to come to this villa in the wilderness?

So what about the beautiful scenery? Where can I compare to the bustling and bustling capital city?

As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Zhao sat down on the soft red-painted yellow rosewood couch in the main hall. With disgust in her eyes, she threw the handkerchief embroidered with most of the troubles that was lying on the couch towards a corner.

Song Jinyue's cold face was slightly frowned. In her previous life, she had often been made things difficult for her by this mother-in-law, both overtly and covertly.

"Mother Zhao, did you know that the veil you just threw away was a greeting gift I embroidered for my mother."

Song Jinyue moved lightly to the handkerchief thrown into the corner by Aunt Zhao, gently picked up the handkerchief, and then put the handkerchief again into the embroidery basket placed on the low black table on the soft couch.

The smile on her face was light and shallow, but it made Aunt Zhao tremble in her heart.

This veil is actually a meeting gift for the madam? What would happen if the madam finds out about this?

But what if this is just the second lady’s excuse?

Aunt Zhao immediately lowered her face, snorted coldly, and said in a disdainful tone: "Second Miss, please don't touch me as an old woman. Even if it is just a meeting gift for Madam, I have nothing to do with you. Is it possible that Second Miss wants to slander me?"

Can I be a slave?"

He is such a naughty slave, with a clever mouth, red mouth and white teeth, he can come whenever he opens his mouth!

"I haven't been in the mansion all these years, but I didn't know that the Duke's mansion has such no rules now?"

The smile on Song Jinyue's face gradually faded, and immediately a cold light shot directly at Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao's heart felt empty, and she felt a chill. She murmured in her heart, what on earth is going on? When she came here, she also heard Madam mention that this second young lady is the most kind-hearted and easy-to-handle person.

Why is it different from what Madam said now?

After all, she had seen the wind and rain scene with Mrs. Shen. Even though Aunt Zhao was a little panicked, she didn't show it at all on her face. She stroked the folds on her sleeves and replied calmly: "Second Miss, this old slave is also under orders today.

If you offend the second lady when doing things, please ask the second lady to talk to the Duke after you go back."

Relying on the fact that she was the lady in charge of Madam, she was disgraced by Song Jinyue. At the moment, Nanny Zhao just wanted to return home quickly and really didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

But how could she have expected Song Jinyue's temper?

Snapped!

Song Jinyue raised her hand and gave Aunt Zhao a slap in the face, mockingly saying: "A woman dares to be cruel in front of this young lady. This is a lesson for you."

"you you you!"

Aunt Zhao covered her face, with shock and anger in her eyes. She glared at the second young lady angrily, gritted her teeth, threw off her sleeves, and turned around to leave the room.

At the end, he took a "poof" at the door.

Qiu Yun was so shocked by what was happening in front of her that she didn't know what to do. When she saw what the old woman did at the door, she immediately became angry, stamped her foot, and ran to the young lady.

Feeling distressed and aggrieved, "Miss, does your hand still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. Pack your bags quickly. We'll go back home tomorrow."

"Um!"

The unhappiness caused by Aunt Zhao was instantly washed away.

But on the second day, I didn’t see Aunt Zhao.

The steward of Yunquan Villa came back and said that Aunt Zhao had gone back to Beijing in the dark last night.

The steward thought he was kicked away by the second lady.

After all, the Second Young Lady had already chased away several groups of stewards from the Duke's Mansion, and she did not report this matter back to the Second Young Lady.

Song Jinyue sneered inwardly.

Stepmother Shen's mother-in-law is really upset. She got so angry yesterday that she actually ran away? Didn't she come to pick her up?

That's all, she simply ordered the steward to send someone to hitch a carriage, and she returned to the Duke's Mansion on her own.

The steward immediately took someone to personally escort her back to Beijing.

The carriage was traveling on the official road, but it was close to the foot of the overlapping mountains, and there were gravels on the official road from time to time.

The jolting of the carriage and the fact that Aunt Zhao left without saying goodbye made Qiu Yun particularly angry. She pursed her lips and said, "Miss, do you think the bad guys will complain first when Aunt Zhao returns home?"

After all, it had been five years since she and the young lady left the Duke's Mansion.

Song Jinyue raised her eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then slowly replied: "When the soldiers come, we will block the water and cover it with the earth."

(End of chapter)