"I understands that Father has my best interests at heart. If the Marquis family breaks the engagement because they are dissatisfied with me, then even if I were to marry into their family, they would not treat me kindly. If it is due to some misunderstanding, then such a family, which cannot discern right from wrong, is not worth relying on," Miranda explained calmly and logically, her words perfectly hitting the mark in Count Croyso's heart.
She then added sorrowfully, "I'm merely saddened to have brought shame upon Father!"
Looking at his innocent daughter, Count Croyso's heart was filled with affection.
He gently said, "It is not your fault, my dear. It is the Marquis family that has gone too far! Humph, that heir Andrew is not a good match either—arrogant and narrow-minded due to being spoiled. He does not deserve my daughter! Rest assured, I will find you a better match in the future!"
Even if the Marquis family has now connected with the Empress Dowager, he will still seek justice for his daughter!
The Countess raised her eyebrows slightly: Humph, an unattractive, talentless girl who has been jilted—what good match could she hope for in the future? She will be at my mercy from now on!
Miranda shook his arm, pouting, "I do not want to marry. I want to stay with Father forever, unless Father grows tired of me and abandons me!"
She then laboriously bowed to Selena, saying, "We are all daughters of the Earl's house; we share in its honor and disgrace. The Marquis family's withdrawal from the engagement might also affect the reputation of my sisters. No wonder Selena is angry. I apologizes to you here."
Being the youngest and the one jilted, Miranda still showed such thoughtfulness, apologizing to Selena for the sake of her reputation.
In contrast, Selena, instead of comforting her sister, had just mentioned the broken engagement with barbs, appearing narrow-minded and unsisterly.
Selena, who had always been the one to plot against Miranda, was caught off guard by Miranda's proactive attack and was momentarily stunned.
Seeing Selena speechless, the Countess grew anxious and quickly smiled, "Miranda, what are you saying? You and Selena are sisters; how could she be angry over this? Even if she is angry, it is at the Marquis family for bullying you, standing up for you!"
As she spoke, she seemed to inadvertently touch her left arm, letting out a soft cry of pain, attracting everyone's attention to her left arm.
Noticing the slight inconvenience in her left arm, Count Croyso's heart surged with tenderness. Looking at Selena, his previous displeasure vanished, and he gently said, "Your left arm is injured; be careful and sit down!"
"Madam's left arm is injured? What happened?" Knowing full well that the Countess was acting, Miranda still asked in surprise. If she didn't let the Countess play her part, how could she ruin the show later?
The Countess's face turned pale, yet she still smiled lovingly, "It's nothing serious, Miranda, don't worry."
Count Croyso sighed, "Miranda, you don't know. When you were ill and unconscious, your stepmother was extremely worried, consulting numerous doctors. One traveling doctor said that to cure you, human flesh was needed as a lead. Your stepmother immediately cut a piece of flesh from her arm to use as medicine for you. Miraculously, you recovered after taking it. she has been so kind and sincere, yet she didn't even mention this significant deed to you." He praised, "Sophie, entrusting the Earl's house to you was indeed the right choice!"
The Countess shyly lowered her head, her demeanor charming, "My lord, please don't say that."
Selena took the opportunity to act spoiled, "Mother, you treat my sister better than me; you only care for her and not for me. I won't stand for it!"
"Miss Selena, don't say that. Madam's great kindness is a blessing for our Earl's house!" Lady Wilson, wiping her moist eyes, said, "I never thought the Countess, so delicate, could endure the pain of cutting flesh from her own arm for Miss Miranda's treatment. Her kindness moved heaven and earth, curing Miss Miranda's illness."
"Cutting flesh to heal—such kindness is comparable to that of a birth mother!"
"Indeed, Miss Miranda is fortunate to have such a loving stepmother who saved her from the brink of death. Otherwise, she might have..." The maids in the room chimed in, praising the Countess's actions.
Listening to the flattery around her, Miranda appeared deeply moved, her eyes misting with tears. She choked up, "Madam, I... never thought you treated me so well... I..." Tears slowly rolled down her cheeks, "I was ignorant before, not understanding your kindness. From now on, I will... listen to everything you say!"
These were her exact words in her previous life. Saying them now, they naturally sounded genuine and flawless.
In her last life, her relationship with the Countess was merely ordinary until the Marquis family broke the engagement. Devastated, she fell ill.
At her weakest, she heard that the Countess had cut flesh from her arm to treat her illness. The shock and gratitude she felt were immense.
From then on, she trusted the Countess completely, obeying her every word and tolerating Selena's arrogance.
How could she have known back then that it was all part of the Countess's plan?
Cutting flesh to heal... a piece of pork that won the hearts of both her and her father. Such a clever "cutting flesh" treatment!
Seeing this scene of motherly love and filial piety, Count Croyso was deeply relieved. He had worried that the Countess might mistreat Miranda.
Learning about the flesh-cutting incident, he was completely reassured. Such a great act of kindness showed that the Countess truly cared for Miranda like her own daughter!
The Countess, skilled at manipulating hearts and understanding the nature of Count Croyso and Miranda, felt smug seeing how easily she had won them over.
She smiled, "Good child, don't cry, lest it harms your health. Forget the past; from now on, we will live well together as mother and daughter." Noticing the prepared medicine bowl, she quickly added, "We came at a bad time, interrupting your medicine. This is important. Come, let me feed you!" She picked up the bowl and spooned out some medicine, bringing it to Miranda's lips.
Seeing her stepmother's kind and caring demeanor, Miranda suppressed her raging anger. Her eyes glanced over the dark medicine, a strange look flashing across them. She then put on a grateful smile and reached for the bowl, "Madam hurt her arm for me; it must be painful. I dare not trouble you further; I will take it myself."
Determined to maintain her image as a "kind mother," the Countess refused to give in.
In their struggle, Miranda "accidentally" knocked over the bowl, spilling the medicine precisely onto the Countess's injured arm.
Miranda exclaimed in shock, "Madam, I didn't mean to! Did it burn you? Does it hurt?" She lifted the Countess's sleeve to check the wound, scolding the maids, "What are you all standing around for? Didn't you see Madam got burned? Go get the burn medicine and call the doctor! If anything happens to Madam, you will all be punished!"
More shocked than Miranda, the Countess hurriedly said, "No need! No need!"
Cutting flesh to heal was just a ploy to please Count Croyso. She wasn't foolish enough to cut her own flesh for Miranda. If Miranda unwrapped the bandage and applied medicine, her ruse would be exposed!
Miranda smiled firmly and said, “Madam, don’t be childish. Let me apply the medicine. After all, it was my fault you got hurt.” Her insistence made it clear that the Countess couldn’t escape.The Countess, uneasy, discreetly pinched Selena, urging her to intervene. Selena quickly said, “Sister, please sit down. Madam should go back and apply the medicine in her room; it’s bad luck to see blood.”Selena’s concern won Count Croyso’s approval, but Miranda countered, “Madam saved me, and I owe her. I will serve her as my own mother, and no mother would refuse her child’s care.” Her words left no room for rejection. Count Croyso agreed, urging the Countess to accept treatment.The Countess, panicking, cursed Selena’s failure but smiled reluctantly, agreeing to let Miranda help. At that moment, a maid brought the medicine, and the Countess, unable to stall further, prepared to remove her bandages.Suddenly, Mrs. Wilson intervened, suggesting that applying medicine in front of everyone was in
In the study, a meticulously crafted iron incense burner, shaped like a crouching lion, sat majestically on the table. Its head was held high, as if surveying the entire room, with wisps of fragrant smoke curling from its open mouth, creating an atmosphere of mystery and tranquility."Stand before me!" commanded Lord Croyso, seated in a chair of purple-black rosewood, his expression dark and his voice low but commanding.Though outwardly calm, those who knew his temperament understood he was seething with rage. "My Lady, do you know your crime?"The Countess immediately stood, her face a mask of confusion, flawlessly feigning innocence. "I do not know what wrong I have committed, my lord.""A fine tale of cutting flesh to heal, a paragon of benevolence and compassion!" Lord Croyso sneered, his anger rising uncontrollably."Do you think me so easily deceived? Let me tell you, the
In the dead of night, under a moonlit sky as pale as frost, Miranda lay awake, eyes fixed on the dark expanse. Her mind was preoccupied with a single thought: how to eliminate Mrs. Wilson.This cunning and scheming woman posed a constant threat. Given her status as Miranda's nanny, her position was not that of an ordinary servant.A single misstep could lead to accusations of ingratitude and cruelty, damaging Miranda's reputation irreparably.After pondering for a long time, Miranda realized that all her schemes required accomplices. The problem was that Mrs. Wilson had already seized control of the people around Miranda, and other courtyards were beyond Miranda's reach. She had no one to rely on.Her eyes inadvertently fell on her wrist, bringing back memories of the sudden appearance of a note that fateful night."The medicine has been tampered with. Do not take it. Delay as mu
“Miranda, I’ve come to chat with you. Don’t be annoyed!” Early in the morning, Selena arrived at Miranda's room.She was adorned with a lustrous pearl necklace around her neck and dressed in a vibrant red gown embroidered with golden patterns of intertwining branches and flowers.Her radiant appearance starkly contrasted with the sickly, pale Miranda lying in bed, making her look even more dazzling.Miranda smiled faintly and said, “It’s so early, Selena. I haven’t even had breakfast yet.” A patient who hadn’t had breakfast, yet Selena was here already. Was this really a visit to see how she was? Clearly, it was to make her feel worse!“No problem, take it easy. I’ll just sit here.” Miranda ignored her and continued with her meal.“Wow, Miranda, this sixteen-panel purple sandalwood glass screen at your bedside is beautiful!” Selena’s eyes shone with envy.Selena was filled with jealousy. She approached and began stroking the screen, laughing naturally, “Miranda, you’re always so gener
Count Croyso frowned deeply and barked, "What is happening? Don't you know the Miss Miranda is ill? Such commotion is unacceptable!"A maid hurriedly entered, bowed to everyone, and then reported, "My Lord, someone outside claims to be here on behalf of Mrs. Langley to visit Miss Miranda. Greta informed them that the Miss is resting and cannot receive guests. They argued, and we couldn't stop them. Please advise us, My Lord."Mrs. Langley? Count Croyso's frown deepened further. Why would Julie Langley send someone to visit Miranda? What is she plotting?Mrs. Langley, the sister of the late Countess Anna, is technically Miranda's aunt. However, she is notorious in aristocratic circles for her fiery temper.During Anna's lifetime, the sisters had a strained relationship. Moreover, Julie lost her husband years ago and has been managing his estate alone since, rarely visiting her niece over the years.The Countess also had her doubts. Given Julie Langley's personality, she would not send s
Lady Wilson was always meticulous in her actions. If she wasn’t absolutely certain, she wouldn’t look like this with no fear. Could it be that someone frame her? Suspicion fell upon Molly.The countess said slowly, “Strange, Miss Miranda’s medicine has always been fine. Why is it that there are problems as soon as you arrive, Molly?”The implication was clear: the countess suspected Molly of tampering with the medicine.Molly remained calm, meeting the countess’s gaze as she replied in a steady voice, “Countess, Miss Miranda’s medicine has always had issues; I only discovered it.”“Is that so?” The countess narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp. “How coincidental that none of us knew about ‘Luna’s Bane,’ yet you know all about it. And coincidentally, as soon as you arrived, you detected ‘Luna’s Bane’ in Miss Miranda’s medicine. After the physician confirmed it, we indeed found this ingredient. Are you a fortune teller, Molly?”“I have studied some medicine,” Molly responded defiantly. “‘Lu
Due to Miranda's plea and her mention of "accumulating virtue," Count Croyso ultimately spared Mrs. Wilson's life, sentencing her instead to fifty lashes and banishment from the estate.From that point, without Miranda even speaking a word, she got Molly by her side. With Molly's careful care, Miranda quickly recovered.One sunny day, Miranda, accompanied by Molly, went to the garden to enjoy the flowers. In the bright spring courtyard, Molly supported her cautiously.Seeing no one around, she couldn't help but ask, "Miss, I don't understand. Why did you plead for Mrs. Wilson?"Miranda smiled slightly, picking a translucent magnolia blossom and sniffing it gently."Mrs. Wilson is the Countess's confidante and surely knows many of her secrets. The Countess wanted her dead, cutting off her livelihood. How could Mrs. Wilson not harbor resentment? The Countess would worry about her secrets being exposed. With such mutual animosity, why not let them fight each other?"Mrs. Wilson, being cun
In the study, after completing his official duties with Miranda's company, Earl Croyso decided to take her out for a change of scenery. Seated comfortably in the carriage, Miranda stealthily lifted the curtain, peering through the veil of her bonnet at the bustling scene outside.As they journeyed, the towering buildings on both sides, the rows of shops brimming with a dazzling array of goods, and the throngs of people created a grand and splendid atmosphere."My lord!" Suddenly, Thomas’s voice came from outside the carriage. "The Chess Pavilion up ahead is hosting another chess duel. I've heard the prize this time is a set of rainbow glass beads, which has attracted a large crowd, blocking the road. Would you like to pause for a while, or should we take a detour?"This chess duel was a renowned spectacle of the capital, with the Chess Pavilion being the most famous. Rumor has it that in each small room, a chess master is on duty. Only those who could win three consecutive games were q
Hearing Fulton’s flustered words and watching his unsteady figure stumble away, Earl Croyso let out a barely perceptible sigh. From how the boy first arrived, Fulton had seemed like a good child—soft-spoken, perhaps a bit timid, but upright in character.What a pity...Fulton’s presence had clearly stirred up the lingering shadows of the broken engagement. Earl Croyso had originally intended to comfort Miranda, but somehow, as the conversation went on, it ended with Miranda comforting him instead—leaving him amused.By the time Miranda returned to her chambers, night had fully fallen.She had assumed Reginald would have left long ago. So when she stepped into her inner room and saw that dark red figure bouncing around inside, she was startled and blurted out, “You're still here?”Reginald had hung his coat on the nearby rack and was now playing with one of Miranda’s embroidery needles. He had threaded it with string and was using it like a throwing dart, aiming it with precision at a
Miranda entered the drawing room and, as expected, saw Fulton’s figure. Beside him sat the Earl of Croyso.It had only been a few days, but the once gentle and refined Fulton looked like a different person—thinner, with a haggard expression. The moment he saw Miranda walk in, his eyes lit up, and he rushed toward her. Yet, as if suddenly remembering something, the light in his face gradually faded, and his eyes dimmed.“Miranda—”“You should call me Miss Miranda, Mr. Fulton,” Miranda said quietly, her head slightly bowed, her voice calm.Fulton had a thousand things he wanted to say, but they were all shattered by those formal words: “Mr. Fulton” and “Miss Miranda.”It hadn’t always been this way. Before, she would call him “Fulton” in that soft, sweet voice. Every time he saw her petite figure, he would feel an urge to protect her. When he learned that his father intended for him to be engaged to Miranda, and that she would become his wife, he had truly been overjoyed. For someone of
Miranda, for her part, felt quite confident about this.Seeing the assurance on her face, Reginald nodded and said with a smile, “Alright then, let’s do it this way. I’ll go talk to Brandon about it.” Then, propping his head on one hand, he gave Miranda a strange look and added, “You know, Miranda, I’m starting to think you’re even more ruthless than I am. I only wanted to take down Broad Loft, but you—you’re going for something much bigger. You want to rope Brandon in too and make sure Zachary falls flat on his face.”“Well, this plan only benefits you, doesn’t it, Lord Reginald?” Miranda replied calmly.These past few days, the Blackwell family had turned her life upside down. But because of Croyso, she couldn’t confront them head-on. Now that she had a chance to deal a serious blow to Prince Zachary and the Blackwells without dragging Croyso into it, she wasn’t going to hold back.Just then, Molly’s voice called out, “My lady, Young Master Fulton has come to see you. Lord Croyso wa
“A partner?” Reginald caught the implication in Miranda’s words, thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, “Circle Trading?”“You know about that?” Miranda was taken aback.Reginald let out a cold snort. “The young master of Circle Trading fell in love with Jovanna’s miss at first sight and has been showering her with favors. Not only did he admit to the counterfeit goods incident, but he even offered to supply her inventory at cost from now on—didn’t even want to charge for shipping. With a relationship like that, it’d be a shame not to make good use of it.”Miranda instantly looked a bit uneasy.She had only come up with that idea on the spur of the moment to confuse the mole inside Jovanna’s shop, which was why she had asked Brandon to play along. But the whole situation was still rather awkward, so she’d kept the matter confined to just those within Circle Trading and Jovanna’s team. How on earth had Reginald heard about it? Miranda brooded in silence.“Circle Trading may be a kn
“Good idea!” Miranda beamed with delight and began calculating. “This way, Jovanna will no longer have any connection to the Croyso family, and you’ve never gotten along with Prince Zachary to begin with—this is the perfect opportunity to strike him. Even if you do nothing else but stubbornly hold on to Jovanna’s shop and continue selling silk threads and ready-to-wear garments, it’ll be enough to disgust Prince Zachary and the Blackwell family! But if we simply take down Broad Loft this easily, it feels like letting them off too lightly. Why not take our time and make them suffer a huge silent loss?”Reginald was stunned. His eyes fixed on Miranda, burning with curiosity. “What do you mean?”“Lord Reginald, you may not know this, but Prince Zachary didn’t open Broad Loft just to run a profitable little shop,” Miranda explained, outlining Zachary’s plan to monopolize the silk and clothes trade. “So as long as you buy out Jovanna’s shop, you’re guaranteed to profit!”Reginald had only
The people who had been caught swapping in fake goods were still being held at the Croyso estate. Miranda did want to teach Broad Loft a harsh lesson—ideally, to bring them down completely. However, her father had already smashed up the estatefront of the William family and they argued in front of the king, who had then come down hard on William. In such a sensitive moment, it was not wise to make any further rash moves.Especially considering that Broad Loft was backed by the Blackwell family. Prince Zachary had grand ambitions—he wanted to monopolize the entire silk and garment trade in the capital. Jovanna was already a thorn in his side. If they forced Broad Loft to collapse entirely, it would surely enrage Prince Zachary beyond measure.And frankly, angering Zachary over a single shop just wasn’t worth it.So once the full situation came to light, both her father and aunt agreed—there was no point in provoking Zachary further. Better to tolerate it if possible. Besides, her aunt’
“So what?” Miranda asked, then suddenly realized something. Her eyes widened in disbelief. “Don’t tell me—those two times, you were trying to steal my seven-colored glass bead?” Her expression was a mix of shock, anger, and amusement—unsure whether to be furious or laugh.“Steal? What do you mean, steal? That bead should’ve been mine to begin with!” Reginald said indignantly. “I later asked around and heard you barely know anything about chess! I just don’t get it—how did you beat Brandon?”That question had bothered him for a long time.When he first heard the news, he’d nearly died of frustration.He’d been searching for the seven-colored glass bead for ages. Finally, he’d caught wind that the chess club was using one as a prize. So he disguised himself and entered the tournament. He’d already won three matches in a row and was about to get it… but out of nowhere, Miranda had swooped in and won it first.What stung the most was learning that this person who’d won the prize supposedl
Reginald didn’t suspect himself at all. He thought it had something to do with the Sheffield estate or William, and his expression changed instantly, becoming cold as ice. “Something like that happened? Someone actually dared to kidnap you and nearly ruined your reputation? That kind of scum must not be spared—a thousand deaths wouldn’t be enough to atone! Who is it?”Someone dared treat his little kitten that way? They must have a death wish!“Lord Reginald, it’s not convenient for me to tell my father about this. I wonder if you could help me teach that scum a lesson?” Miranda smiled sweetly, her beauty blooming like a flower—but when she mentioned that “scum,” she couldn’t help grinding her teeth.Reginald responded without hesitation. “Of course—I’ll kill him for you!”“How noble of you, Lord Reginald.” Miranda offered a flattering smile—then her expression suddenly turned cold, her face icy and emotionless. “In that case, Reginald, you scum, go ahead and kill yourself to pay for
Here's the English translation with nuanced expression, keeping character dynamics and subtle emotional shifts intact:Reginald had conflicting feelings about the Empress Dowager’s words. He despised how she treated Miranda like a pawn, trying to drag her into palace intrigue. And yet, part of him couldn’t help but feel a twisted sort of pleasure—once caught in the storm of court politics, it would be hard for Miranda to get out. That gave him a perfectly reasonable excuse to take her away…This contradictory and subtle mindset left him especially awkward when facing Miranda.Just like now. This was clearly a great chance to win her favor, but somehow he made it sound like a cold transaction instead. Reginald wished he could stuff every word he’d just said right back into his mouth, and punch himself twice for good measure.Seeing the frustration on his face after speaking, Miranda couldn’t help but laugh.She’d seen Reginald in many forms—arrogant and willful, unfathomably distant li