Rebirth: Daughter of Marquis

Xia Weilan's eyes instantly returned to normal, concealing the various emotions in her heart. She immediately switched to a slightly anticipating expression, a pair of phoenix eye was mischievous and cute, exactly the expression at this age.

Old Mistress Xia had just put down the soup when she saw her kind of expression, her heart moved: "It tastes extremely good, it's really not bad."

Somehow, she managed to say these words. In truth, the broth from before wasn't very tasty, and was even a little tasteless. However, for some reason, she said that as soon as she saw the expression that she was so looking forward to.

"If Grandmother likes it, your granddaughter will come over every day." Xia Weilan's body moved closer to the front.

"It's rare for you to have this kind of intention, but the way I look at you, it seems like you came over from your father's place? "Why, he asked you to come over late at night, is there something you need?"

Even though Xia Weilan's expression did not change, in her heart, she was extremely vigilant. As expected, the older the better, and without her saying anything, she already knew which side she came from.

"How does Grandmother know?" Xia Weilan pretended to ask innocently.

"Don't look at how Grandmother is getting old, her eyes are already blurry and useless. But Grandmother can smell a fragrance off your body, it's your father's smell that's not bad." The Old Mistress Xia explained to her with a smile.

At this moment, she felt that the old man in front of her was like her Grandmother, a relative of hers. But she really had no way of forgetting what happened earlier.

"It's not really a big deal. It's just a small matter of the Sisters s." When Xia Weilan talked about this matter, the expression looked a little uneasy.

"You can't hide anything from me, it's better if you tell me so that I can feel at ease. Otherwise, I'll be on tenterhooks." Old Mistress Xia suddenly pulled her hand over with a probing look on her face.

Xia Weilan frowned even more, and looked to be in a dilemma. It didn't matter if she wanted it to or not, she still wanted it to be like this.

"You just have to do it, I won't be angry." The Old Mistress Xia had a sense of peace between her brows.

The kind look on her face really made one think that she would not be angry.

"Then what do I need to do now?" Old Mistress Xia hurriedly asked.

Xia Weilan's brows furrowed even more, and her eyes flashed a little: "Actually, it's nothing much, it's just that Sisters thought that I was the one instigating this matter, so she made Father punish me to kneel in the Ancestral Hall."

Saying that, Xia Weilan almost cried, but she still forced herself not to cry. The scene in front of her eyes, was actually the pitiful look Xia Yuying had just now.

"This is too much. This matter has nothing to do with you. This Yu Ying is always so ignorant, and she does not care about the big picture." "I will definitely have a good talk with your father." The Old Mistress Xia stood up as she spoke.

Xia Weilan hurriedly pushed her body back down and she was so anxious that she was about to cry, "Grandmother, you have to pay attention to the body since you are more serious now. "Moreover, the daughter believes that the father can give the daughter a clean one."

Only then did Old Mistress Xia sit down, the expression on her face had also relaxed slightly. Listening to the cicadas chirping outside the window, she realized that it was already very late.

"Oh right, Grandmother, what are you looking at? It's already so late, it's time for you to rest." Xia Weilan said as she looked at the thing on her desk.

Old Mistress Xia could not help but like the Xia Weilan in front of her more. The reason she said this right now was to change the topic so that she would not think about the foolish things that Xia Yuying had done.

Thinking of this, her heart felt more at ease. However, her eyebrows had only lowered a little before she started to get annoyed when mentioning the matters on the case.

Xia Weilan seemed to have seen through what she was thinking. "Grandmother? "If Grandmother has any troubles, you can speak of it. If granddaughter can help out in any way, it would be good."

Hearing her words, Old Mistress Xia had several plans in his heart: "I will ask Second Aunt to give the Accounts to me, it's just that I am old and useless now, and looking at these things, not only do I look exhausted, but I am also bored, and my gaze is no longer useful."

She continuously shook her head, the expression on her face had a look of pity.

"Grandmother, if Grandmother does not mind, your granddaughter can help you take a look. However, today is really too late, why don't you wait until tomorrow?" Xia Weilan's tone carried a question.

There was satisfaction in Old Mistress Xia's eyes as she nodded her head. She was just thinking that when she said those words, she would say them out loud.

"Alright, alright, alright. In that case, you will come tomorrow. Today, you should return and rest well." The Old Mistress Xia said with a smile.

"Today's matter has become that of a young lady." Yue Er said excitedly, her hand holding his overcoat as she quickly draped it over Xia Weilan's body.

Xia Weilan walked a few steps back to the Lanxuan. Seeing Yue Er's dancing and waving appearance, her eyes were also tainted with a little bit of Smiling. Why is this Yue Er like a Child?

She could relax and not hide it. She even had the feeling of being able to snuggle up to him.

Xia Weilan deeply understood how preposterous her thoughts were. She definitely could not repeat the same mistake and absolutely could not easily trust anyone.

Thinking up to this point, her entire body gave off a painful aura. That aura was somewhat terrifying, and was a bone-piercing coldness.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Yue Er shivered.

"No, let's hurry back." Xia Weilan kept all the thoughts in her mind, and she immediately calmed down, returning to normal.

The flowers outside the window were blooming brilliantly, and the scent of the flowers wafted in from the paper window. Xia Weilan opened her eyes.

Lying on her bed, she didn't get up. Day after day, year after year, was she planning to keep doing this? A trace of disgust flashed across Xia Weilan's heart. She didn't want to, but she couldn't struggle free either, this might be fate, the result of her fighting to the death was being used by others as a stepping stone for others.