Reborn in Each Other’s Bodies: A Mother and Daughter’s Deadly Revenge - Chapter 103

“Very well, Madame. Zhuer will always be the Sixth Young Miss of the Sheng Manor!”

“Whatever you say, Master!” Sheng Minmin replied with a scornful laugh.

“But there’s one thing I must make clear first! Now that my own child has returned, there is no reason to coddle an imposter while letting my own flesh and blood suffer! If anyone dares to treat her unkindly, they will have me to answer to!”

The meaning was obvious: whatever treatment Sheng Mingzhu received, she would demand the same for Huang Yaning.

After saying this, Sheng Minmin saw fury instantly darken Sheng Yong’s face, his eyes bulging terrifyingly.

“How can she even compare to Zhuer?”

Sheng Yong’s tone was so matter-of-fact that even though Sheng Minmin knew he was cold and unfeeling, her heart still constricted slightly.

There was a hint of bitterness and resentment, but mostly a volcanic, eruptive rage.

“Sheng Mingzhu is a pheasant that stole someone else’s wealth, a shameless usurper! How can she compare to your own daughter?!”

“You think your own daughter is illiterate, crude, vulgar, and an embarrassment—

“But did she choose to be this way?

“Did she enjoy feeding pigs and chickens, doing laundry, cooking, and gathering firewood every day? Did she enjoy being beaten and scolded, treated like a slave?

“If her identity hadn’t been stolen by Sheng Mingzhu, she would have been the one raised in luxury within these manor walls. She would have been the one studying literature and philosophy, receiving a refined upbringing—

“She could have grown up surrounded by silks and satins, showered with love and affection! She could have shone brilliantly! But it was all stolen from her by that wretched pair, Tao Niang and Sheng Mingzhu—”

Every word was searing, dripping with fury.

This was the first time Sheng Yong had seen “Lady Huang” like this, and he was momentarily stunned.

During the incident with the men in black, “Lady Huang” had stood up to him too, but that time it seemed more like a stressed-out, paranoid outburst.

This was different. This was pure, unadulterated anger directed squarely at him.

Sheng Yong instinctively raised his hand, ready to strike.

But seeing the woman on the bed, her eyes filled with tears yet seemingly spitting fire, he hesitated.

He knew the “Madame” was right. If their real daughter hadn’t been switched, all this wealth and glory would have been hers.

But so what?

What’s done is done. Zhuer is the one who has lived in the Sheng Manor for seven years! Zhuer is the one Prince Qi favors!

As long as Zhuer holds value, he could never abandon her!

“Master, something terrible has happened—”

Just then, Dongsheng’s anxious voice sounded from outside.

Sheng Yong snapped back to reality, shot a deep look at the woman on the bed, turned, and strode out.

When he heard what Dongsheng had to say, Sheng Yong’s face clouded over with rage, and he rushed hurriedly towards Haitang Courtyard.

He burst through the door just in time to see that wild girl shatter Zhuer’s leg.

…..

Huang Yaning knew Sheng Yong was capable of murder when enraged!

Logically, after doing such a thing, she should be terrified and flee immediately. But Huang Yaning didn’t.

Having been married to Sheng Yong for so many years in her past life, she understood him all too well.

Sheng Yong would kill her to protect the useful Sheng Mingzhu, but now Sheng Mingzhu’s identity as a fake was about to become common knowledge.

No matter how much Sheng Yong schemed, the benefits Sheng Mingzhu could bring had already diminished significantly.

Now, with Sheng Mingzhu’s leg crippled, even if Prince Qi were madly in love with her, a lame woman could likely only be kept as a hidden songbird, a secret mistress.

How much reflected glory could Sheng Yong possibly gain from that?

The more thoroughly she ruined Sheng Mingzhu, and the calmer she appeared, the more value she, the “real daughter,” demonstrated, and the safer she became.

She glanced at the unconscious Sheng Mingzhu.

A patch of hair missing, cheeks swollen like a pig’s head, and a broken leg.

Well, quite a pathetic sight.

Minmin should be pleased to see this…

The thought of pleasing Minmin sparked an intense joy in Huang Yaning’s heart. It had been so, so long since she had felt such happiness…

In the future, she could do even more. Whatever Minmin wished to achieve, she would help her accomplish it.

Whatever Minmin, this “mother,” could not do, she would do!

In that moment, Huang Yaning suddenly found the meaning of her rebirth…

Her mood improved tremendously, happiness threatening to overflow.

She flashed a brilliant smile at Sheng Yong, who stood frozen in place.

“Well, Father? ‘A fierce father doesn’t sire a dog of a daughter.’ I trust I haven’t disappointed you today?”

The servants prostrated on the floor of Haitang Courtyard, trembling uncontrollably, each inwardly lamenting their misfortune, certain this newly returned young lady had lost her mind.

How could the new young lady brutalize the Sixth Young Miss like this and not immediately seek help from the Madame? Instead, she just stood there spouting nonsense to the Master?

Everyone had witnessed the Master’s doting affection for the Sixth Young Miss. They feared he would strangle this new young lady to death, and they would be implicated…

The most terrified among them was Feng Sanya, recently renamed Xiazhi by Sheng Mingzhu.

Xiazhi felt as if her limbs and internal organs had turned to ice. She never imagined Sheng Mingzhu was actually her biological sister!

Mother, why?
Why did she suffer and toil in the village while her sister lived as an official’s daughter?

Mother was too biased!

And the “Feng Liuya” she had bullied since childhood was the true legitimate daughter of the Sheng Manor.

Liuya was now a master of the Sheng Manor, while she was merely a slave!

Mother had harmed Liuya so terribly, and just now Liuya had almost killed Sheng Mingzhu. Would Liuya let her off?

Xiazhi shuddered, her heart filled with both fear and hatred, desperately hoping the Master would beat Feng Liuya to death!

Among the servants, only Qingtian and the ten matrons, though nervous, remained relatively steady.

Their deeds of indenture were held by the Madame. The Madame wouldn’t abandon them.

Some even thought that if the Master went mad later, they might have to help the young lady, lest the Madame be heartbroken.

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?” Sheng Yong narrowed his eyes.

Huang Yaning blinked and smiled.
“I am your own daughter. I’ve suffered outside for many years and have only just returned home. Why would you kill me?”

The moment he entered, Sheng Yong had indeed felt murderous intent. But after seeing Sheng Mingzhu’s pitiful state and witnessing his real daughter’s mix of madness and chilling calm, his rationality quickly returned.

Sheng Mingzhu’s value was plummeting, while this biological daughter of his was demonstrating her own capabilities.

If properly nurtured, she might surprise him in the future.

Of course, he had invested years in cultivating Sheng Mingzhu and wouldn’t casually discard her now either…

The matter concluded with Huang Yaning being punished by kneeling in the ancestral hall.

When Qingtian and the ten matrons escorted her there, they walked with their heads held high, chests puffed out like victorious roosters.

…..

Meanwhile, Sheng Mingjian, Sheng Mingbo, and Zhu Qisheng at the academy had just received the news.

All three were dumbfounded, but Sheng Mingjian’s feelings differed from the other two; his shock was mixed with excitement.

Because recently, he had been dreaming again…

In the dreams, he learned more. In the dreams, Mingzhu was Prince Qi’s Princess Consort. Initially, their life was very sweet.

But after Mingzhu gave birth to two daughters, both mentally deficient, the imperial family grew dissatisfied.

While the imperial line struggled with heirs, the Grand Princess, the current Emperor, and the Third Princess had all managed to bear sons…

If the Prince of Qi’s household had no male heirs, not even a healthy female one, Mingzhu’s position as Consort would be over.

Mingzhu consulted many physicians, all of whom said there was nothing wrong with her body.

So, Mingzhu came to beg him…

In the dreams, he and Mingzhu often met secretly, engaging in activities reserved for “husband and wife.”

He hadn’t yet dreamed of what happened after, but he was already sure of his own feelings: he loved Mingzhu.

Now, discovering Mingzhu wasn’t his blood sister, Sheng Mingjian was ecstatic. It meant in the future, he could be with Mingzhu openly.

He wouldn’t let Mingzhu be with Prince Qi anymore, because Mingzhu wouldn’t be happy with him.

Only he loved Mingzhu wholeheartedly and could give her happiness.

When the group returned to the manor and saw Sheng Mingzhu’s tragic state, Prince Qi staggered, nearly collapsing, unable to look directly at her.

He practically fled in panic, saying he was going to fetch the imperial physician…

While the furious brothers, Sheng Mingjian and Sheng Mingbo, headed straight for the ancestral hall.