The Story of Li Meixiu

body. She stopped stuttering and could finally speak full words and sente

examining her. The fever had been com

he had been sure t

n Sun hadn't known the old Second Miss good enough to notice the difference. Not even her maidservant Lu Dongmei and

ed to have completely recovered, Physician Sun still advise

as still quite cold outside. The ris

nes- made out of simple cotton fabric. Definitely not what one would expect from a Marquis’ daughter. As she slit her hands across the soft fabrics, the Fashion Designer in her came to life. She didn't have all the resources she had in the twenty-first

roidery. She had never seen the Second Miss doing any activities socially acceptable for a Lady of her rank. While the Third Miss could be seen in the pa

a world, where a woman's worth depended on her ability to attract a husband from a presti

this ignorant, she would end u

for embroidery utensils

r Mistress finally

it already was six mo

would be embarrassing since the Second Miss was the older one of them a

anny Han stormed into the room. Li Meixiu looked up from her work, annoyed at the disturba

pened?”,

her work on the table and asked Lu Dongmei to bring the older woman a

wn and tell me

Han shoo

me can’t possibly sit on t

uld have sla

cou

gotten that this was a

y Han the cloth and then positio

utes for Nanny H

nd refuses to eat. She…she…Second Miss, she wants to kill hers

mother she couldn't let her die. She took over the original Li Meix

her room. Just then she realized that she

Wei's misery already reached the rest of the manor. Further dow

n the door,

the Second Miss! She won'

he voices, Lu Dongmei and

gathering in front of a big door. They were too bu

to speak up, she heard

causing suc

ound and saw a middle aged man standing behind her, arm

servants spoke and bowed to

glaring

o cause such a noise? You'r

one of the maidservants started

every one of you! If any of you disturb my dau

turned arou

s dissipated as everyone

xiu bl

an really

even loo

meant her when he talked a

the Third Miss. Our Second Miss just escaped death and Lady Wei

xiu fr

r didn't care one bit about her

ough. One was better off no

arned that lesson

ped to the doo

the door, nia

n the other side of the door but

n't be my Xiu'er!

the woma

didn't want to lie to

n't. I'm h

ned and a woman stood in front o

r mirror reflection; the same eyes,

ly malnourished body took away some of that beauty. Her complexion was too pale and

ing, all-con

nched h

y do to this

only be abou

like she was sta

r suspiciously. She indeed looked like

not her

she never lost her optimism. A stranger, someone who didn't know that she was the Marquis'

ow and missed that familiar sparkle. The corners of her mouth were slig

are

Wei Ruolan saw her

mean, niang

an shook

ed two days ago. I felt it. So