Die Adlige im Herrenhaus des Marquis

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A Noblewoman from a Poor Family

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An Xin, a timid girl from a poor family, was married in place of her sister to a young and promising rich man. She was treated coldly by her husband, and even after a year of marriage, the marriage was still in name only. She was also framed and killed because of jealousy.

Upon waking, her cowardice vanished, replaced by ruthlessness and decisiveness. She kicked away the vengeful wolfhound and divorced her husband, who had been relentlessly pursuing her since her previous life as a substitute bride.

When someone who was ignorant becomes someone who is learned and knowledgeable!

When ignorance transforms into unparalleled wisdom!

When a poor girl from a humble background becomes a world-renowned genius!

—A series of bizarre and intricate cases!

Murder in a locked room, poisoning, ghost killing...

The real culprit? It's you!

A detective? That's me!

A seemingly lazy exterior hides a brilliant mind; she sees through the essence of things and seeks the ultimate truth! Watch as she turns the tide and transforms the world with ease!

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Dialogue 1:

"An Xin, can you put my mind at ease?"

"Who are you?"

"I am…"

"You can do whatever you want!"

Dialogue 2:

"Don't force me to say those three words, they're too vulgar."

Which three words?

"I love you."

"Love is an emotion that comes from the heart, and it is most often seen between people, or between people and animals. You are not human, and you are worse than an animal!"

Dialogue 3:

"This is a long story..."

"Then let's not talk about it."

"But it's very important."

To make a long story short...

“…”

The ending is one-on-one, with a strong female lead. I'll cherish and carefully preserve my favorite girl; I'm overjoyed! O(∩_∩)O

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【statement】

1. Reasoning is a delicate art, and there may be omissions. I strive for reasonableness, and if any of you readers are experts, please forgive me.

2. Where there is reasoning, there is murder. Minors, do not take this seriously. This story is purely fictional.

Chapter 1: None of Your Business

An Xin awoke from excruciating pain, and the blurry scenery gradually became clear before her eyes.

The small building's curtains are half-rolled up, pear blossoms piled up like snow on the veranda. The winding corridors sway gently in the breeze, the waterside pavilions embrace the moon. Among the jade-like flowers and green trees, a subtle fragrance drifts, sparse shadows sway.

An Xin stared intently, and if it weren't for the constant pain in her forehead, she would have thought she was dreaming...

"Awooo—" A sound like a wolf's howl rang in her ears, followed by a ferocious dog's head appearing before her eyes, its sharp teeth flashing with a cold light, suddenly biting down towards An Xin's throat!

"Big Yellow, bite gently, remember to leave a breath!" A sweet giggle came, and An Xin, without thinking, subconsciously rolled over, and the wolfhound missed its target instantly.

"Huh? She's not unconscious yet!" A questioning voice came from behind. Seeing its prey dodge, the wolfhound let out a long howl and pounced on An Xin again!

"Big Yellow! Bite her to death!" The sharp shout rang out, and the wolfhound, as if greatly encouraged, opened its blood-red maw again and pounced on An Xin!

An Xin's eyes suddenly darkened, and almost instinctively, she raised her fist and smashed it hard against the huge dog's head.

"puff"

The bright white brain matter splattered, and thick blood sprayed all over An Xin's face. The wolfhound died on the spot.

Silence enveloped her. An Xin felt her legs buckle, and she collapsed to her knees, panting heavily, her right hand throbbing with spasmodic pain…

What's going on?!

Dealing with a dog is no problem at all with her skills! She once shattered a 100-pound rock with a single punch!

An Xin stared at her trembling right hand, which was now a mix of blue and red from the sudden burst of force, yet somehow it was more than half the size of her original hand. And where were the calluses she had developed from years of karate practice?

An Xin raised her head blankly, her expression slightly hardening.

Before her stood a four-cornered pavilion, inside which sat several men and women, all dressed in fine clothes, exuding nobility and elegance, yet all staring at her with fear.

the ancients?

A sliver of reason broke through the chaos of her consciousness, and a sharp, needle-like glint suddenly appeared in her eyes as An Xin stared straight at them.

Where is she?! Wasn't she investigating clues in an ancient costume mystery with her father? She remembered wearing an ancient costume while simulating the murderer's actions and then fainting. How did the world change when she woke up?!

An Xin glanced at the dog corpse, then at the crowd watching in the pavilion. A chill ran through her eyes. She kicked the dog corpse, sending a string of brains flying and crashing down on the crowd.

"Stop!" A figure in deep blue leaped up swiftly, intending to kick the dog corpse away, but as his toe touched the dog corpse, there was a "bang" and the dog corpse shattered, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. The women's screams grew even sharper.

An Xin squinted her eyes.

The man, with his hair tied up in a jade crown, handsome features, and dressed in a dark blue silk robe with an embroidered gold belt around his waist, possessed a refined and elegant appearance, like a figure from a painting. At this moment, his face was cold and stern, his eyes fixed on An Xin with a deep and icy gaze, and he said coldly, "Why don't you apologize to the princess?!"

"Your Excellency, An Xin was accidentally injured. The princess kindly went to comfort her, but An Xin suddenly went mad. She not only killed the princess's dog, but also pushed the princess away and uttered wild words!"

"Yes, that dog is the princess's beloved pet, a precious breed bestowed upon her by the emperor."

The princess's fierceness vanished completely, replaced by a delicate and aggrieved voice as she said, "It was my mistake that I let Da Huang out. Please stop talking."

An Xin finally calmed down. Even though it was hard to believe, she had to accept that she had probably traveled through time while investigating a murder case. Thinking of that bizarre and mysterious murder case, An Xin couldn't help but worry about her father, as it was the ultimate investigation concerning his reputation...

An Xin dared not think any further. The situation was somewhat complicated. She had been calm and composed since childhood, and was able to keep a clear head to deal with whatever was about to happen.

"Apologize to the princess!" The man's eyes darkened, and he stared coldly at An Xin, the meaning of his command clear.

An Xin's sharp gaze swept over the princess. Her eyes were watery, and she was looking at the man in blue with a shy and timid expression. The love in her eyes was obvious. An Xin suddenly realized.

“If Anxin doesn’t want to, then so be it, Xiyao. She is, after all, your wife. Don’t blame her…” The princess rose timidly, but nearly stumbled and fell. Ling Xiyao caught her, and she leaned against him, her eyes filled with tears. “What a pity for Dahuang. It once saved my life…”

The girl is infinitely beautiful, like a pear blossom in the rain; I feel pity for her.

Unless one knows the details, no one would doubt the truth of this matter.

Ling Xiyao stared coldly at An Xin, his voice already carrying a sense of pressure and threat: "Apologize to the princess! Don't make me say it a third time!"

An Xin was covered in blood and looked utterly disheveled, with blood still flowing from her forehead. In this state, her so-called husband was still holding another woman and forcing her to apologize to him. Very well.

“That beast died. Are you sure you want me to apologize to the princess?” An Xin didn’t want to waste her breath, but it seemed she had no choice but to remain silent.

The princess was suddenly dumbfounded, then her face darkened. This was a roundabout way of calling her a beast!

Ling Xiyao frowned slightly. He had no idea that An Xin had become so eloquent. But if he insisted that she apologize to the princess, it would be even more inappropriate. So he said coldly, "I will go to the Emperor to apologize for this matter."

The princess said timidly, "Ruyue also bears some responsibility for this. Ruyue will accompany you..."

An Xin coldly observed the two deeply affectionate individuals and let out a sneer.

Amidst the overlapping shadows of blooming flowers and the verdant tips of willows, a single oriole's song breaks the dappled light and shadow of the afternoon.

Behind the flowers and trees, a low voice came: "My lord, how come this Lady Zhan's personality has changed so drastically in an instant! One moment she was still timid and humble, how come she changed completely the next moment? The ruthlessness of smashing the dog's head with a punch and the decisiveness of kicking the dog's corpse away just now, these are not things that an ordinary woman could do."

The embroidered folding fan opened in an exquisite arc, the jade pendant adorning the handle reflecting the spring sunlight, radiating a warm glow. After a fleeting glimpse of the bustling scene, a corner of the flowing robe faded away, and a voice, like the indifferent strains of a precious stringed instrument, drifted in: "None of your business!"

Almost instantly, An Xin looked behind her; the flowers were swaying, but there was no one there…

She was always perceptive and vaguely sensed that someone was stationed there, but the palace was always a place of trouble, and she could not act rashly before she fully understood everything about her identity.

A woman in the pavilion said, "His Majesty and the esteemed officials are currently dining at the Lan Yue Palace. Perhaps it would be inappropriate to go there now?"

Fu Ruyue's eyes flashed, and she said sadly, "Ronghua is right, but Dahuang died tragically. How can I let it die without a proper burial? Bi'er, properly dispose of Dahuang's body..."

"Let me do it!" Ling Xiyao said, but when he saw the dog's carcass scattered on the ground, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, he grabbed An Xin and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you!?"

An Xin's face darkened slightly. Oh no, her subconscious behavior just now had probably given her away.

"Stay away from me!" An Xin raised her hand and slapped Ling Xiyao's hand away. Since the truth couldn't be hidden forever, she might as well go all in.

Ling Xiyao's face instantly froze. He looked at An Xin, who was resolute and indifferent, as if she were a stranger to him, with disbelief. Where was the trace of his former cowardice and shyness?

She actually told him to stay away from her!?

Wasn't she desperately craving his presence? Wasn't she as meek and submissive as a cat or dog in front of him? Staring at her indifferent and cold face, he suppressed the strange emotions in his heart and said, "Xin'er, I am your husband."

An Xin coldly replied, "If you were my husband, would you have stood by and watched me die? If you were my husband, would you have forced me to apologize to another woman? If you were my husband, how could you condemn me without even knowing the facts? If you were my husband, why would you question who I am?!"

Her words were firm and resolute, as if her heartbreak had caused her to change her personality so drastically. Seeing her like this, Ling Xiyao breathed a slight sigh of relief and said, "No matter who is right or wrong, you are the one who is wrong."

An Xin sneered and shook him off, saying, "Get away from me, I don't want to hear what you have to say!"

Ling Xiyao's face darkened, and he finally suppressed his anger, coldly saying, "Incomprehensible!" With that, he turned and left.

Fu Ruyue was helped to walk a few steps timidly, then turned around, her eyes suddenly filled with boundless pride and disdain, and slowly opened her lips to utter a few words silently.

An Xin was fluent in lip reading; she said, "hope Yao is mine!"