You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

The child was given to Lin Shiyin. If she had given birth to a son, would Sheng Yujiao's child have a chance to survive?

Unless, the others were all daughters, and she was the only one who gave birth to a son.

In this way, even if Lin Shiyin wanted to take action, Concubine Shu and Ji Zimo would not agree.

"I will never give my son to that bitch Lin Shiyin!"

Sheng Yu's delicate eyes turned red!

But what can she do now? That thing happened a long time ago and it can't be changed in the future. What can she do?

"My dear, you don't have to worry. There are still several months until the baby is born. You can plan slowly."

Plan slowly?

Sheng Yujiao nodded. By the way, her third sister is smarter and has more ideas. She also has a powerful master. Maybe she has a way?

Sheng Yujiao wanted to ask Sheng Yurong for advice, but she didn't expect that Yang Wanrou would actually ask her to go back at this time.

That was her natal family, and she would definitely not be able to go back.

Sheng Yujiao took only Ye Zi and returned to the Sheng family again. Looking at the obviously dilapidated mansion, Sheng Yujiao felt extremely complicated.

"Jiaojiao, you are finally back."

At this time, there was no guard guarding the gate of the Sheng family.

There is no way, the warehouse is lost and there is no money.

There are only two servants in the mansion now, and they both have good relationships with the Sheng family and don't care about wages.

"Father."

Looking at her father, whose back was a little rickety, Sheng Yujiao still felt like he was dreaming.

My father used to be so high-spirited, but in just a few days, he has become like this?

"Hey, Jiaojiao, you are finally back."

Sheng Yicheng coughed a few times. He had been in poor health since the last time he was beaten by the emperor. Although he could get off the ground now, he kept coughing.

"Jiaojiao."

Yang Wanrou also ran out. She was no longer wearing the luxurious clothes of the past. She was now wearing coarse cloth. To put it bluntly, it was worse than what the servants in their house wore before.

Her face was also dirty. If you look closely, it was pot ashes, which she probably just got in the kitchen.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

In my memory, Yang Wanrou was generous and gentle. When did she cook by herself?

"Jiaojiao, my family has no money, and I can't afford servants. I do all the cooking and other things myself."

Yang Wanrou smiled bitterly, Sheng Yicheng coughed a few more times, and Yang Wanrou hurriedly said:

"By the way, Jiaojiao, is the child still obedient? How has King Mo treated you?"

"The child is very well-behaved, and King Mo treats his daughter well."

"That's good, then Mom will feel relieved."

Yang Wanrou rubbed her hands and looked at the girl next to Sheng Yujiao: "Go to the kitchen to cook."

leaf? Let her cook?

She turned to look at Sheng Yujiao, who nodded.

Ye Zi lowered his head and sneered in his heart: Where are the sisters we promised? I just talk about it when I have nothing to do.

"Jiaojiao, it's like this. Your father has been resting at home for a long time. There is no news from the emperor. Can you talk to King Mo and ask for your father?"

Sheng Yujiao looked at Yang Wanrou who looked worried. King Mo also had a bad temper, so she didn't dare to say such a thing.

"And our mansion, if your father is still resting at home, he has to hand it over. Hey, Jiaojiao, this is the place where you have lived since you were a child. Can you bear it?"

The corners of Sheng Yujiao's lips curled up, and she knew that it was not easy for her parents to call her over. Who would have thought that they would actually have this idea?

"Father, mother, don't worry. I will talk to the prince properly when I get back."

Sheng Yujiao took such initiative, Sheng Yicheng and Yang Wanrou were extremely satisfied.

"Jiaojiao, in fact, after this woman gets married, her natal family is still very important. This is even more true for you in the palace. Dad told you that without the support of your natal family, you can't do anything about anything that happens in the palace. Someone help you."

Sheng Yicheng advised earnestly, Sheng Yujiao nodded, she had already felt it.

King Mo's attitude toward her now was so cold, probably because Sheng Yicheng was resting at home.

"By the way, Jiaojiao, the family has no money, and your grandmother is not in good health and needs to take medicine. Dad knows that you are a filial person. Can you give me some first?"

……

Sheng Yuhua also received a letter from the Sheng family. He said that Sheng Yicheng missed her and asked her to go back.

Sheng Yuhua ignored her. She went out, not to the Sheng family, but to Princess Wanning's house.

"Hua'er, do you still know to come see me?"

The carriage arrived at the backyard of the Li family, and Princess Wanning and Li Meifeng came out to greet them in person.

The two of them, one on each side, helped Sheng Yuhua down. That posture was something none of the Queen Mothers in the palace could achieve.

"Hua'er, your kid is really good at growing up."

Wan Ning looked at Sheng Yuhua like a daughter and sighed:

"I've only grown a belly, but my limbs are still slender, I'm not fat, and my complexion is better than before. Oh, it's a bit of a pity."

Wan Ning sighed, and Sheng Yuhua asked suspiciously, "What's the pity?"