Volume One, Chapter Two: No Longer a Dog Servant Anyone Can Bully!
A wave of dizziness swept over her. Meng Tingfeng slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself surrounded by the familiar wooden cabin deep in the mountains.
She stared in disbelief at her arms, marked with both fresh wounds and old scars, and gently touched her own face before swallowing hard.
Voices drifted in from outside:
“Thank you all for taking care of the young lady all these years. If only she had been found sooner, perhaps Madam wouldn’t have...”
“Ah, never mind that. Here is a small token of gratitude; please accept it.”
It was the old nanny who had come to fetch her from the mountains!
She—had truly returned to the past!
Realizing this, Meng Tingfeng’s heart first surged with joy, then gradually steadied.
The last things she saw and heard before death echoed repeatedly in her mind.
“Sister, you’re back. I told you not to go give that fiend a send-off, but you insisted. Are you catching a cold? If your chill worsens, that monster’s death won’t be enough to repay it!”
“My dear, remember, that was nothing but a fiend. There’s no need to grieve or worry over it.”
“Miss Xueyi, why trouble yourself over that remnant?”
No one felt guilty over her death.
They only worried whether Meng Xueyi was cold or catching a chill.
Clearly, she, Meng Tingfeng, was the true legitimate daughter, yet she was treated like a foul, rotten rat whom everyone avoided. In their eyes and hearts, there was only Meng Xueyi.
Since Heaven had granted her a second chance at life, she vowed to rewrite her fate and make those who had bullied and harmed her pay dearly, one by one.
Meng Xueyi wanted to climb to a wealthy family by marriage? Then she would snatch that fate away.
Meng Lan cared about lineage and feared the scandal of his favored concubine destroying his wife would be exposed? She would drag that secret into the light for the whole world to see.
Meng Yuhong, Cheng Cai—anyone who had cast her into this hellish injustice would taste pain a hundredfold greater than this torment.
In an instant, the frail girl’s eyes flashed with determination, but when she opened them again, she reverted to the timid, obedient servant girl she once was.
The filthy, stinking cabin door creaked open. The butcher pointed inside:
“Old nanny, are you sure this is the one you’re looking for?”
Light streamed through the half-open door, revealing a gaunt, sallow-faced girl. Her clear, bright peach blossom eyes shimmered like rippling water.
She bore a faint resemblance to Madam of old, but was far too thin, and her body was marked with many wounds...
The old servant pushed such thoughts aside, cast a glance at butcher Li Fang, then squeezed past him to enter.
She tenderly stroked Meng Tingfeng’s brittle, yellowed hair, tears welling in her eyes.
Meng Tingfeng knew this old nanny was likely the only one in the world who truly cared for her.
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