The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

Suppressing her anger, Jue Luo's gaze fell heavily on her daughter: "What do you mean by this?"

Wang Ruofu, however, was not intimidated at all: "The rules that Mother speaks of are naturally extremely important, but for whom are these rules established, and who are they binding?"

Jue Luo frowned and did not answer for a moment.

Wang Ruofu didn't expect her to answer anyway, and continued, "So-called rules, in the end, are just about distinguishing between the noble and the lowly, and maintaining order between the noble and the lowly. So I don't understand why Mother always uses rules to suppress her own daughter. In Mother's heart, am I the lowest and most worthless daughter?"

Jue Luo's expression changed, and she slammed her hand on the table.

Wang Ruofu didn't give her a chance to speak, continuing to look at Granny Su and saying, "If the mistress is wrong, it's not that I can't point it out. But there should be rules for pointing things out. Advising her discreetly, in a low voice, with kind words, that's what loyalty to the mistress means. But how did she do it?"

Granny Su's expression changed slightly, and Wang Ruofu sneered, "She's quite something, scolding me in front of all the maids in my room, putting on airs and acting superior, as if she's the proper elder and I'm the incompetent little maid under her command. Is she giving me a pointer or not stepping on my face to establish her own authority?"

Granny Su's knees buckled, and she knelt down with a thud.

"Princess, this servant wouldn't dare..."

"You dare not?" Wang Ruofu's voice suddenly rose: "You're already acting like this, if you dare, wouldn't you be trying to ride roughshod over me?"

Granny Su pleaded for mercy in a low voice, but Wang Ruofu ignored her and instead looked at Lady Jue Luo, saying, "Mother just said that when I scolded her, I was slapping Mother in the face. Then I'd like to ask Mother, isn't it also slapping Mother in the face when a mere servant scolds me in front of the maids in my room?"

Jue Luo's lips twitched, but she couldn't find the words to reply for a moment.

Wang Ruofu pressed on, "Between her and me, who truly represents Mother's face?"

"Is she my own flesh and blood, born after ten months of pregnancy? Is she the eldest princess bearing the surname Fucha, or is she the servant girl who has served me faithfully for twenty years?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room lowered their heads even further, and Granny Su kowtowed forcefully, while Jue Luo felt a burning pain on her face.

Seeing Jue Luo Shi's speechless state, Wang Ruofu finally felt a little better.

But that's not enough.

"And that governess as well."

Jue Luo's brow twitched.

Wang Ruofu continued, "So what if she came from the palace? In the end, wasn't she just a palace maid who taught etiquette? She spent her whole life in the palace, without achieving any real future. All she had left was a little bit of etiquette that people could praise. Because of that, people respected her a bit after she left the palace, but no matter how respectable she was, she was still an outsider hired with money, and someone who had once been a slave!"

"But Mother thinks that by inviting her, her daughter's value will increase a hundredfold."

Wang Ruofu found it increasingly ridiculous: "She's incredibly capable! Just because I've been raised by her, my social standing seems to rise? What about the glory of my entire Fucha family? What about the foundation laid by my ancestors? What about the future my father, uncles, and other relatives fought for in the court?"

"Could it be that the dignity of the eldest daughter of the Fucha family still depends on being taught by an old palace maid?"

Jue Luo's face was extremely pale.

Wang Ruofu, however, was still not satisfied: "Don't tell me that I was just distracted that day, which is why she fell, and that it wasn't intentional. Even if it was intentional, so what? Mother is the mistress of the house, and this happened in our own household. Everyone who served her that day, everyone inside and outside the house who knows about it, aren't they all servants of the Fucha family? As servants, their lives, honor, and disgrace are all in the hands of their masters. Mother, you're in charge of the whole family, can't you even shut a few mouths?"

"Since that old woman is injured, Mother should give her money, call a doctor, and provide medicine as needed, offer ample compensation, and comfort her properly. Also, teach her what she can and cannot say, isn't that enough?"

"But what did Mother do? In front of so many people, she took the blame for me first."

"Even Mother herself has admitted it, so others will naturally dare to say whatever they want. Today it's the palace maid who was wronged, tomorrow it's the eldest princess of the Fucha family who's unruly and disrespectful to her teachers. In a couple more days, it'll become that I'm inherently wicked, daring to plot against the elders of the palace at such a young age!"

"My mother keeps saying she's doing it for my own good, but what's the truth? What she's done that hasn't helped outsiders harm me?"

Jue Luo swayed and barely managed to steady herself by holding onto the table.

She wanted to refute it, but she couldn't.

She never imagined that her seemingly selfless actions would actually expose her daughter's mistakes to others. She also forgot that, compared to any nanny or confidante, her daughter was her true flesh and blood, sharing both glory and ruin.

But as soon as these thoughts came to mind, Jue Luo became furious and embarrassed.

How could she be lectured by a seven-year-old child, especially in front of all the servants in the house!

"presumptuous!"

Jue Luo slammed her hand on the table and said sternly, "Look at yourself now! Where is even a trace of the manners of a noble lady? Who taught you to speak to your mother like that? Go back to your courtyard and reflect on your actions! Confined to your quarters! You are not to step out of the courtyard without my permission!"

"Yes."

Wang Ruofu suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. She was all too familiar with this tactic. If she couldn't win an argument, they would start pointing out her lack of manners. Too lazy to waste any more words, she simply agreed.

After saying that, she turned and left.

She had only taken two steps when her gaze swept over the food that had not yet been cleared from the table. Suddenly, she stopped, thought for a moment, and then turned back, naturally picking up the bowl of mutton.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

Jue Luo was so angry she almost choked: "What are you doing?"

Wang Ruofu said matter-of-factly, "Since Mother has punished me by confining me to my quarters, I naturally have to go back and reflect on my actions. But reflecting is one thing, I still need to eat. I'm still young; if I go hungry, Mother will be the one who feels sorry for me."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Chen Guang again.

Shen Guang was stunned at first, and when he understood what was happening, his scalp tingled.

But there's no turning back now.

Shen Guang had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward to pick up another bowl of steamed buns.

Jue Luo's vision went black.

Wang Ruofu carried the mutton to the door, then suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back, saying, "Oh, right, Mother."

Jue Luo gritted her teeth: "What else do you want to say?"

Wang Ruofu smiled. She was naturally beautiful, and her smile now had a touch of innocent charm.

"I know I was a bit too outspoken today. If word gets out, it will certainly sound bad. So, for my reputation, and for the reputation of the Fucha family's daughters, I beg you, Mother, to keep quiet about what people in this house say. Also, if you feel that what I said today is unreasonable, and you can't understand it right now, you can ask your aunt. Your aunt is knowledgeable and experienced, and I'm sure she can help you clarify things."

"Mother, please don't shut yourself in and ponder things alone anymore. The more you think about something alone, the easier it is to get stuck in a rut and narrow your way out."

After saying this, Wang Ruofu ignored Jue Luo's expression and strode away with the mutton.

Shen Guang, carrying the steamed buns, was so weak in the knees that he could only hurriedly follow.

They hadn't gone far when a gasp suddenly came from behind them.

"Mrs!"

"The lady has fainted!"

Wang Ruofu paused in his steps.

Shen Guang turned pale with fright: "Princess..."

Wang Ruofu glanced back, then quickly looked away.

"What's the panic? It's not like there aren't doctors in the manor."

She held the mutton firmly in her hand and continued walking forward.