Rebirth of the Mistress of a Noble Family

Mrs. Xie said that she was going to worship in front of her mother's fairy throne, so Mrs. Qian and Xie Zhongguang hurriedly accompanied her to the altar of the Hou Mansion.

Although Mrs. Xie has recognized Xie Zhongguang as his younger brother, Xie Zhongguang has always been courteous to Mrs. Xie's elder sister.

His mother's family is humble, if he can get the good face of the princess' sister, it will be of great help.

Most men value profit more. In Xie Zhongguang's view, the previous grievances were caused by people in the previous life, and he and Xie are brothers and sisters after all.

Along the way, Xie Zhongguang accompanied him with a smile: "Elder Sister hasn't returned to Beijing for many years. When my father died, I wrote you a letter as soon as possible. You were about to give birth and couldn't come back. Before my father died, he kept talking about my sister, but I told him that you are going to give birth and you will never come back."

Knowing that Xie Zhongguang intended to curry favor with her, Xie gave him a sideways glance.

Seeing Xie Zhongguang's facial features resembling his father's, Xie couldn't help but think of his younger brother who suffered misfortune when he was young. That younger brother was two years older than Xie Zhongguang. If he was still there, he would be married and have a wife and son by now.

Everything in the Hou Mansion should belong to him.

It's a pity that my mother passed away early. Although she had done something early, she was only a child at that time. After all, she failed to protect him and let him be killed by an adulterer at a young age.

Qian was the chief culprit of all this, but her father's protection and connivance was never a reminder to kill her mother and younger brother.

"Even if I didn't catch up with Sheng Saburo at that time, I wouldn't come back." Xie Shi rolled his eyes coldly and Xie Zhongguang said indifferently: "At the moment my mother passed away, I didn't recognize him in my heart. father."

"He doesn't deserve it at all."

Qian Shi silently followed behind, although she was cursing in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on her face, she only hoped that Xie Shi would leave quickly after worshiping.

Xie Zhongguang listened to Mrs. Xie's words, sighed slightly and said: "Elder Sister, don't say such things, the only person my father cared about before he died was you, you are so cruel, how can you be worthy of your father."

Meng sneered: "He is your good father, not mine. All he brought us was hurt and resentment. Before he died, he knew the remorse. Could it be possible that this will erase all his previous actions?" ?”

Xie Zhongguang wanted to persuade him again, but Zhao Xuan waved his hand at him, and said, "Don't talk too much, it will actually annoy your sister."

"Who is his sister?" Mrs. Xie turned her head and glared at Zhao Xuan, and said angrily, "My brother was killed by a bitch 20 years ago, don't you want to misidentify my brother here."

The current Xie is like a wounded hedgehog, whenever she touches her scars, she will stand up all over her body with thorns, Zhao Xuan hurriedly shut her mouth.

Seeing this, Pingyang came over to comfort Xie and said, "Let's go, it's important to burn incense for the imperial aunt."

Mrs. Xie glared at Xie Zhongguang fiercely, then turned her head and rolled her eyes. Mrs. Qian who did not say a word angrily threw off the crowd and entered the altar with Pingyang.

Zhao Xuan asked everyone to stay outside, and he followed in lightly alone, and followed Mrs. Xie to burn incense for Princess Fukang.

Although the Qian family came from a small family and was not able to make a big name, Xie Zhongguang was the son of the old Hou Ye. He was taken into the Hou Mansion since he was a child, and he received the best education, so he is still a respectable person. People, after the death of Lord Hou, Princess Fukang, who had already passed away in the altar, was juxtaposed with the immortal position of Lord Hou.

For this, Qian has expressed dissatisfaction more than once.

Now her son is the head of the Hou Mansion, and she thinks that she will be ranked with the old Hou Ye in a hundred years. As for Fukang's, he has no son, so Qian can't control that much.

But Xie Zhongguang didn't mean to follow his mother. Fukang is the wife of the old Hou Ye. It's not proper to do so. He is a man after all, so he still needs face.

Fukang paid homage to his mother, and when he came out, his face became even more ugly. She stood on the steps outside the hall, looking at the bedroom where her mother lived, for a long time, and asked, "Is the Fu'a Hall still vacant now?"

Upon hearing this, Qian's face immediately became stiff.

Mrs. Xie glanced at Mrs. Qian, and said coldly: "Could it be that the palace was also occupied by you?"

Qian hesitated and didn't know how to answer, but looked at his son embarrassingly, Xie Zhongguang sighed, and replied: "Elder sister, that palace has been put aside for many years, and no one has lived in it. It was hot last year, and my mother wanted to have a cool place there. , and moved in."

It is naturally cool there, not only cool in summer, but also warm like spring in winter.

Because when the temple was built, iron pipes were laid under the ground. In hot summer, ice water can be injected into the pipes from the outside to dissipate heat. In winter, hot water can be injected into the pipes to dispel the cold.

Her mother was kind, and when she descended, it was just in time for the calamity of Daqi. She couldn't bear to waste people's money, so she didn't let her father, Emperor Wu, build a princess mansion for her. The money was allocated from the private treasury of Fukang to the Hou's Mansion where Fukang descended, and skillful craftsmen were invited to build this Fu'a Temple for her daughter, which is warm in winter and cool in summer.

Her grandfather hoped that her mother would be a blessed person like her name, but her mother's life's blessings were all buried in the hands of a lowly woman.

Mrs. Xie was not reconciled, but what could be done, after all, her mother died of illness because of her own anger, and it was the cause of her younger brother's death, which was also covered up by the old Hou Ye and it was determined to be an accident.

Xie Zhongguang is the legitimate heir of the Hou family, and Qian is the successor married to the old Hou Ye Mingmei.

No matter how much Mrs. Xie hated, she could not kill these two people. Although she is a princess, she still has to abide by the law.

She also can't set the Marquis' mansion on fire, after all, the Xie's mansion, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, is not controlled by a married woman like her.

She didn't even have the spell to move mountains and fill seas, to push away the palace where her grandfather was her mother.

Although Mrs. Xie hated it, she said that there was very little she could do.

Zhao Xuan glanced at his wife's pale face, walked up to her, and said distressedly: "Let's go, since we have worshiped our mother-in-law, we should go home."

Mrs. Xie sniffed, and ordered to the servants on the left and right: "Go and throw out all the things that don't belong to my mother in the Fu'a Hall. This is what the former Emperor Wudi built for my mother. It's nothing All picky people are eligible to live there."

After hearing this, Mrs. Qian frowned, and couldn't hold back anymore, she took a breath and was about to speak, but was stopped by her son Xie Zhongguang's stern eyes.

Mrs. Xie looked at the eyebrows and lawsuits between the mother and son, and said to Zhao Zhongguang: "After the palace is cleaned up, you will personally move my mother's immortality to the palace."

"My mother didn't get the love of her husband before she was alive, and now she has been buried for so many years, why did she let that irresponsible man disgust him?"

In order to appease Mrs. Xie's anger, Xie Zhongguang nodded and agreed.